<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:24:50.634-08:00</updated><category term='articles'/><category term='babble'/><category term='TV'/><category term='songs'/><category term='Internet'/><category term='lessons'/><category term='personal'/><category term='budget'/><category term='news'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='video games'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='World of Warcraft'/><category term='ebay'/><category term='culture'/><category term='games'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='hermitism'/><category term='faith'/><category term='decisions'/><category term='overspending'/><category term='tasks'/><category term='ps2'/><category term='home'/><category term='complaints'/><category term='Life'/><category term='church'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='wannabe dreams'/><category term='Japan'/><category term='sports'/><category term='lent'/><category term='anime'/><category term='health'/><category term='Japanese'/><category term='work'/><category term='weddings'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Here for something</title><subtitle type='html'>A journal of parts of my life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>662</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-4920296654381282811</id><published>2011-05-30T22:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T22:40:06.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still the same questions, no answers...maybe I'm not thinking or meditating enough on them.  But part of me thinks that I just need to become more human and experience all that is good in this world.  And to become a better person rather than a bitter person; lessons I learned from church, AACF, and wise friends. I've heard many times from different pastors that we need to be centered on God </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4920296654381282811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4920296654381282811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#4920296654381282811' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-5576889256338045236</id><published>2010-09-27T23:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T00:01:50.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I wonder...why did God save me all those years back?  What purpose do I have here?  I feel like a poor witness, but as my friends would say, "pick it up! Get right back into it!"  It's not necessarily the successes that determine our faith, but how we trust in God and try to do what is right for His kingdom. Anyway, late night rantings...I guess some things I need to do are to just get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/5576889256338045236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/5576889256338045236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#5576889256338045236' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-216456992015918118</id><published>2010-09-11T01:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T01:31:26.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tactics Ogre for PSPLink found here. Definitely buying this game when it drops in price.  I can't seem to get enough of strategy games.  I'm not the quickest thinker, so I don't do well in RTS (real time strategy), or FPS (First person shooter.)  But when I have time to think, then I can make some good decisions.  Generally, most of what these games comes down to is learning what moves the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/216456992015918118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/216456992015918118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#216456992015918118' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-7674882944456613960</id><published>2010-07-03T01:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T01:22:53.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Somehow, I've been losing my mind.  I don't feel like I can handle all the things going on in my life.  I feel like I can't handle being an adult...maybe I haven't grown that much in all this time I've been on earth, but it just seems like all these things are piling on top of me one after the other. And maybe it's partially due to the fact that I'm not doing anything to help myself either.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7674882944456613960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7674882944456613960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#7674882944456613960' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-8832704762197368939</id><published>2010-06-18T00:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T00:39:47.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been awhile since I last posted.  Just working...it seems like my days are not exciting anymore.  Maybe it's a sign that I'm getting old.  Well, time to go to sleep and get ready for the next day.  heh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8832704762197368939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8832704762197368939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html#8832704762197368939' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-1194319648173602640</id><published>2010-04-01T01:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T01:12:50.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So lots of things have happened since I last posted.  However, I don't have time to write about them all.  Guess I'm finally getting sucked into the world and leaving the life that I knew in college.  Seems like all I do is work, play, then sleep for a little bit, then start over again.  I don't know what purpose I have here or if I am fulfilling my purpose here, but part of me thinks that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1194319648173602640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1194319648173602640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#1194319648173602640' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-6408604616393376300</id><published>2010-02-04T22:41:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:08:26.180-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Japanese Language proficiency test Level 3 passedSo I found out my score today online about my test.  I got a 70%.  Not great, considering that I thought that I should know most of this stuff and I practically have seen all of it before, but I guess it's been awhile since I've actually studied Japanese seriously.  I keep on wondering why am I doing this?  Why am I studying Japanese?  Why do I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6408604616393376300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6408604616393376300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#6408604616393376300' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-817642396584389858</id><published>2010-01-14T22:28:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T22:47:30.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wannabe dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Empty postSo here I am again...I think a lot of the times I feel like I'm a complete and utter loser.  I mean, what good have I done here?  What good have I done in this world?  I had so many hopes and dreams and did even most of them come true?  No.  They didn't.  A few did, but life did not turn out the way I wanted it to. I felt like I could accomplish so much when I was a kid, until I hit Jr.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/817642396584389858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/817642396584389858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#817642396584389858' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-3186707585094703291</id><published>2010-01-13T20:20:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:44:09.783-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Part of me wonders exactly what purpose I serve here on earth.  Why am I here exactly?  Why am I always wondering this?  Is it because I feel like I didn't do anything useful or life changing for anybody that day? I know that part of living is just going through the daily routine, but part of me wonders, isn't there more to life?  Like the Steven Curtis Chapman song goes,"There's more to this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/3186707585094703291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/3186707585094703291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#3186707585094703291' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-4983460661214913665</id><published>2010-01-05T21:29:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:57:20.334-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World of Warcraft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So part of me wonders where I'm going in life.  What am I doing with my life?  What am I doing with my time?  Why am I here? I don't think I have a purpose anymore...I feel like I'm drifting without any reason to live for something greater.  I mean, if I were gone, what would the world have lost? Part of me thinks that we are all here for a greater purpose.  But it just seems like my life fails </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4983460661214913665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4983460661214913665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#4983460661214913665' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-4750614583471287921</id><published>2009-12-14T23:48:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:56:19.894-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I started World of Warcraft again...I must say that I forgot how tiring it is sometimes and exhilarating at the same time.  Sometimes it makes me think that this could be compared to a video game sport of some kind.  However, one bad thing about this is that it takes me away from time I could be using to exercise and lose some of the weight that I've gained over the past 3 years. Part of me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4750614583471287921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4750614583471287921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#4750614583471287921' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-1590868325117097645</id><published>2009-11-23T21:39:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:43:27.875-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I saw this link on MSN about a man "being trapped in his own skin."  You can find the link here. My first thought when hearing about this was an NPR interview on the talk show "Fresh Air," about how so many people are misdiagnosed as vegetables when they get into an accident...and the result becomes that they let the person die. It makes me think about my own life...how I'm not really living a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1590868325117097645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1590868325117097645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#1590868325117097645' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-3111970557530229849</id><published>2009-11-11T21:16:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:33:06.041-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Veteran's dayWhen I was kid, I thought it'd be cool to go into the army.  It wasn't any grand idea about serving the country, or helping out with any war effort, but more like a big video game which I could gain skills and become some sort of officer.  As I got older, I realized that people die in war and in combat and that you aren't playing for points or even a level up, but you're role is to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/3111970557530229849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/3111970557530229849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#3111970557530229849' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-8712021464279953788</id><published>2009-10-30T23:07:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:10:51.925-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's times when I wonder why God has placed me on this earth...today was one of them.  It seems like things build up in my life and I don't diffuse it early enough, and it becomes a huge explosion that causes lots of burns in my life.  Anyway, I don't think that I handled it very well today, but oh well...got to forgive, pray, and get better over the weekend. I sometimes wonder how things </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8712021464279953788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8712021464279953788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#8712021464279953788' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-7154773659243738518</id><published>2009-10-26T23:37:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:56:53.953-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Didn't God die and rise again for them too?Our bible study is going through this book called, "The Ragamuffin gospel," by Brennan Manning.  I must say that I've only read the first two chapters and I find that I am agreeing a lot about what he is saying. God loves everyone (sinners)God loves not only the "good" people, but the "bad" people as wellGod is a God of grace and Mercy and not an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7154773659243738518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7154773659243738518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#7154773659243738518' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-957025618297676085</id><published>2009-10-12T22:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T23:22:38.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When the Last Sword is DrawnI watched this movie with my dad tonight.  I was really impressed with this movie as I felt that it captured a lot of Japanese culture in the sense of honor and tradition of the Samurai.  You can find this link to Amazon.com here. The movie seemed to really get at the heart of the traditional samurai and a "true" samurai.  One of the first scenes of the movie has the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/957025618297676085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/957025618297676085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#957025618297676085' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-5931729134102312309</id><published>2009-10-01T21:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:08:03.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Ramen Girl reviews on AmazonIf you go to www.amazon.com, or easier by following this link, they have a great review by this person named "go fish."  He/she captured what the movie was all about and reviews it a lot better than I do.  Anyone who has lived in both Japan and America can relate to this movie.  I really liked this movie and hope that the screenwriters will write more about Japan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/5931729134102312309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/5931729134102312309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#5931729134102312309' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-4869506801195512273</id><published>2009-09-30T23:50:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T00:34:40.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World of Warcraft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Temptations of WoWEven though nobody is playing World of Warcraft in my guild, I'm finding that I want to log in to play the Hallow's end holiday event when it hits October 18th, but I won't. It seems like nobody in my guild is playing as they're all the same level as they were before, except for one person.  With new challenges in life and new babies being born I guess nobody has time to waste </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4869506801195512273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4869506801195512273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#4869506801195512273' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-8119348144678889099</id><published>2009-09-24T14:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:20:25.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not much work to do...I find that the less money I have, the more I think about it.  When I was in college, I didn't have to worry so much about money because I knew that I was taken care of for the time being.  But now that I'm working and I'm not making that much money and have expenses to pay every month, I keep on worrying about the future and if I'll be on the streets someday. Today, there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8119348144678889099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8119348144678889099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#8119348144678889099' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-8729018640352674173</id><published>2009-09-21T21:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:46:58.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I decided after doing some research on translating Japanese into English, that maybe I'll only do it for fun and just try to improve my Japanese not so much for a career, but for my own benefit.  I looked at some quotes on a website called www.proz.com and saw that1. you have to translate stuff really quickly2. you have to be really good3. there is a lot of people who do this already and are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8729018640352674173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8729018640352674173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#8729018640352674173' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-4910384959312349051</id><published>2009-09-19T23:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T23:36:08.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Huskies win over USC!When I was in college, it seemed like UW could never beat USC.  I remember the one football game I went to was with USC and UW at Husky stadium.  I think we punted the football into the end zone and Reggie Bush caught it and ran it back all around our guys and scored a touchdown.  I didn't want to watch the butchering of our team, so I left early, because it was cold.  What </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4910384959312349051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4910384959312349051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#4910384959312349051' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-6896668848082650404</id><published>2009-09-16T01:38:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T02:01:13.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It always seems like I have trouble going to sleep when I don't have personal time for myself to do something after work.  No matter if I had fun going out with others or doing something in a group, I need my personal space and time.  So that's why I'm still up at this hour. I was thinking about the last few days that I've been taking care of my dog.  Before, I never understood why my dog was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6896668848082650404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6896668848082650404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#6896668848082650404' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-4134524672886353324</id><published>2009-09-14T22:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:35:07.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ted Kennedy's editor of his memoir on Fresh airI listened to this tonight and thought that it was a really good interview.  Ted Kennedy died some time ago, may he rest in peace, but his book was printed the day he died.  Apparently they had been working on the book for 2 years before his death. The editor tells the interviewer (Terry Gross) about who Ted Kennedy was as he got to know him.  The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4134524672886353324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4134524672886353324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#4134524672886353324' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-6799243841538555445</id><published>2009-09-05T18:05:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T18:18:05.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The memories I'm having of Japan are slowly fading away.  But even as I'm studying my 3rd year textbook, I'm having memories of college.  It's kind of funny what I'm remembering from class.  It's kind of weird actually remembering certain things from 7 years ago that happened in class.  How to write kanji, some questions brought up, and just some of the same things that I forgot and seeing the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6799243841538555445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6799243841538555445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#6799243841538555445' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-2208750652461384657</id><published>2009-09-05T16:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T16:47:33.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is faith taken seriously? Something that a pastor said about, "Guys don't take their faith seriously," is really making me think.  Especially since a lot of things are changing for people I know that are taking their faith seriously...in a good way. It makes me wonder, why are we Christian if we don't spend any time with God or read the word?  Wasn't the point of Jesus dying on the cross to break</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2208750652461384657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2208750652461384657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#2208750652461384657' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-1362065865995841546</id><published>2009-09-04T00:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:33:15.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hula GirlsSo I watched this movie tonight.  Set in 1965 in Joban, Japan; this is a coal mining town that is laying off workers.  With not much hope for the future, the town clings to its own old tradition of mining coal.  The times have changed and coal is not being used as much in this new wave of the future.The town has one resource besides coal, and that is its hot springs.  With a far fetched</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1362065865995841546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1362065865995841546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#1362065865995841546' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-5911867213747639011</id><published>2009-09-02T00:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T01:07:23.217-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wannabe dreams'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This world is what you make out of it I kind of wonder if I really fit in in this world.  I don't really think so, and I guess I will always struggle with this.  But I always wonder why I was brought into this world.  What purpose do I have here?  What am I doing with my life?  Am I making my life count for something worthwhile?  Or am I just wasting what God has given me? I think about these </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/5911867213747639011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/5911867213747639011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#5911867213747639011' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-1068793261836935981</id><published>2009-08-23T23:21:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:58:07.175-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A wedding and a friend from out of townOkay, so I posted a lot today...anyway, yesterday, August 22nd, I went to a friend's wedding.  The 2nd wedding in 2 weeks and I really didn't want to go.  For some reason, a part of me wants to stay home and relax on the weekend and not do anything with anyone, because I want my time to be my time.  But when I do go to social events, I do find that I feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1068793261836935981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1068793261836935981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#1068793261836935981' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-4798701837263945372</id><published>2009-08-23T18:12:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:38:35.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another SundayI made it to service...late, but made it in time for the message.  I owe it to being more disciplined with my sleep schedule.  Anyway, what struck me from today's message was "waiting on God." The message was called, "Those who Wait/Hope."  Text Isaiah 40:28-31So the whole point the pastor made was that people had given up hope and were exiled in Babylon at the time of this writing.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4798701837263945372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4798701837263945372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#4798701837263945372' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-8967938896310642830</id><published>2009-08-23T15:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T16:27:00.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World of Warcraft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video games'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Video game articleI was looking for the article to post about how video gamers in their 30s are overweight, depressed, and unsuccessful as my friend showed me the article on MSNBC, however I couldn't find it and found this one instead. This article apparently talks about how video games should be classified as a mental illness.  Or should I say, video game addiction.  One mother in the article </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8967938896310642830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8967938896310642830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#8967938896310642830' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-2081456788361166347</id><published>2009-08-16T21:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T22:07:44.922-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, so someone leaked out that I have a different blog besides my Japan one, so one of my friends might be reading this also...oh well...guess if you tell someone something, you can't expect them to keep it a secret.  Especially when you don't tell them to keep it a secret. Anyway, June and Mike's wedding was yesterday.  Traffic going north was pretty bad.  I should have left earlier, but I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2081456788361166347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2081456788361166347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#2081456788361166347' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-2486871767161449424</id><published>2009-07-06T22:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:34:14.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm always wondering what I'm doing here.  Maybe the answer is, "nothing." Let me explain.  I take myself out of situations instead of trying to engage in things.  I withdraw from conversation instead of trying to make some conversation.  Maybe I'm getting lazy or getting used to being by myself like some kind of hermit, but something has got to change. I don't like to be around people most of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2486871767161449424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2486871767161449424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#2486871767161449424' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-3250786212956806398</id><published>2009-06-27T23:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:38:28.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So tonight, there was farewell party for one of our friends who is going to bible school.  He has been a good friend to me all throughout since I knew him.  I guess I have not been that great of a friend to him.  But hopefully I can be a better friend in the future. I wonder what new things God has in store for him and if he'll meet some awesome girl down where he's going.  I guess that's not the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/3250786212956806398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/3250786212956806398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#3250786212956806398' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-9182667505829725380</id><published>2009-06-27T23:17:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:34:03.029-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So questions arise from being dormant so long.  I spent so much time in the world of warcraft that I didn't realize how far I'm drifting away from people and from God.  Putting things into perspective, if you don't eat, you don't grow.  And if you don't exercise, you don't get stronger.  A parable about having food to eat which you do not know about, which is God's words found in the bible. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/9182667505829725380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/9182667505829725380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#9182667505829725380' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-2762878117914222064</id><published>2009-06-17T01:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:52:31.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World of Warcraft'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WoW taken to another level...What is this world coming to... article found here. I know that times are rough for a lot of people, but it seems like this tactic done by a mother and her two sons took it to a new level. Microsoft is sueing the party i mentioned above for making a program that would click on the other gold farmer's sites and cause them to pay 5 cents per click.  While that may not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2762878117914222064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2762878117914222064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#2762878117914222064' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-2551054972843633073</id><published>2009-06-04T00:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:34:30.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lately it seems like I've been becoming more sarcastic and maybe a little more angry.  Maybe it's old age and not spending enough time with God, and some things that come up now and then, but it just seems like I'm just not enjoying life at all. I feel that life should be work and that man was made to work, but shouldn't life be fun some of the time?  Maybe I need to change some things in my life</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2551054972843633073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2551054972843633073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#2551054972843633073' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-4952302073165149920</id><published>2009-04-20T00:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T00:32:03.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something that I wasn't even planning on going toI went to the JEMS Career retreat this past weekend.  Last year I couldn't go because I had to take care of the dog during that time and they didn't want people leaving the camp, so that was a no.  But this year, even though I had to take care of the dog, I was allowed to go to and from camp. The theme this year was about putting God's kingdom </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4952302073165149920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4952302073165149920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#4952302073165149920' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-2879231374921780706</id><published>2009-04-05T21:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:57:59.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Palm SundayI didn't make it to church by the way.  But I did make it to the puppet practice.  We're doing a puppet play for Easter, so I have to be there at 9am on Saturday and Sunday.  I haven't made it to church in about 4 months... I guess it takes discipline to make it there on time and that's something that I've been lacking lately.  I can't seem to force myself to just go to sleep at a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2879231374921780706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2879231374921780706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#2879231374921780706' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-8905094207623573827</id><published>2009-03-24T23:34:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:38:24.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, so maybe I was a little upset in the last post.  I know that my time in Japan was a hard experience, and I tend to put things together with my time there.  Most of the time, it's the reminders of things that come to mind when at church.  But then that's no excuse for not going. Anyway, what I said may not be true about the church I used to go to, but definitely that's how I feel and that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8905094207623573827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8905094207623573827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#8905094207623573827' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-65379693169131984</id><published>2009-03-22T20:17:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:43:33.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What has happened in the past two years?I remember that it was about this time in Japan when I was teaching at a school that I was saying my goodbyes and preparing to leave Japan to come back to the States.  I had mixed feelings about Japan.  I was bothered by the fact that people did not come talk to me personally when they had a problem with my teaching style or that they felt like they were my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/65379693169131984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/65379693169131984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#65379693169131984' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-8769177055109903962</id><published>2009-03-19T22:48:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:50:58.859-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>He got thrown out for using sei-oi-nage (pun intended.)sei-oi-nage is a name for a shoulder throw in Judo.  nage means throw.  check out the clip on this yahoo march madness page found here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8769177055109903962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8769177055109903962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#8769177055109903962' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-8816240829016885256</id><published>2009-01-29T23:07:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:22:59.332-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think that the people at that mail supply chain do not like me at all.  It bothered me today.  I kept on thinking about the bad looks that they gave me.  But as I was thinking in the evening tonight, it really doesn't matter what they think about me.  I'll just have to endure their rudeness 3 times a week. I can't help what other people think about me.  I can only help what I think about myself</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8816240829016885256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8816240829016885256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#8816240829016885256' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-2382986592428017421</id><published>2009-01-28T01:39:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T02:01:10.646-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EMO PEOPLE REALLY PISS ME OFF!The past seems like something that i've been haunted by.  I have a good memory and I can't seem to forget things that I've done wrong.  I keep on remembering things from when I was a kid, to college, to even my time in Japan.  I can't seem to learn from my mistakes and move on. Something one of my friends told me today was that I need to live in the now and forget </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2382986592428017421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2382986592428017421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#2382986592428017421' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-6829794348990873841</id><published>2009-01-11T00:45:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:48:30.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, it's now 2009.  Seems like a lot has changed since I was in college.  But then again, a lot hasn't changed.  I guess I need to take things one step at a time.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6829794348990873841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6829794348990873841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#6829794348990873841' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-1173492537145849082</id><published>2008-11-22T22:13:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T22:22:49.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things changeFor some things in my life, they haven't.  A lot of my friends are growing and moving on with their lives.  I know that in my life, that I need to make some changes.  It all depends on me and God.  If I decide to improve and work for a better future, then maybe some things will happen in my life also. Tonight, I could help but feel like a loser.  It seems like history is repeating </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1173492537145849082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1173492537145849082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#1173492537145849082' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-9215261016074613191</id><published>2008-09-29T01:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T02:10:47.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a long time since I last blogged.  A lot has been happening in my absence, but I figured it's all not worth mentioning...nothing really newsworthy. I feel like a lot things are happening so much to people around my age and my siblings.  I don't know how to describe it, but it seems like reality is hitting us all in different ways. As for me, I am feeling depressed and really just not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/9215261016074613191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/9215261016074613191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#9215261016074613191' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-8829393444585681144</id><published>2008-07-09T01:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T01:22:32.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Recently I've been feeling really stupid.  I'm doing alright to other people in terms of what I'm doing, but I just feel really stupid quite often.  Maybe it's how old I am and how I haven't changed since I was a kid, or just the fact that I can't grasp things as quickly as others.  It does take me longer to learn things, but once I got them down, I can access them pretty quickly in my memory. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8829393444585681144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8829393444585681144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#8829393444585681144' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-7540018229751444540</id><published>2008-07-02T00:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:48:37.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sooooooorrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyThis past weekend, I saw "Wanted."  Great movie.  I loved watching it.  There was this one scene where the main character was getting chewed out by his boss and he was having an anxiety attack.  His heartbeat pumped faster and things slowed down while he apologized his voice grew deep and went in slow motion.  I'm sssssoooooooorrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyy.  Or so goes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7540018229751444540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7540018229751444540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#7540018229751444540' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-6833885136340289560</id><published>2008-06-29T20:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:45:24.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So yeah, in my last post, i was a little frustrated.  I think I may have thought about it too much.  A simple question released a lot of what was going through my head.Anyway, I cooled down a little bit more.  I'm finding that through these days of doing the daily grind and not doing much with my life, I'm just thinking way too much. Well, a change that happened today was that I actually went to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6833885136340289560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6833885136340289560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6833885136340289560' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-1855558851601887798</id><published>2008-06-24T01:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T02:23:05.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My question then becomes with my life, "for what purpose?" Today, I was talking with one of my friends about life and how I feel like life is passing me by.  I told him about what I could be doing with my life and what I could be focusing on.  My friend has a wider scale of life than I do and he mentioned that I could be living for something bigger than myself. That's all good and all.  I used to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1855558851601887798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1855558851601887798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#1855558851601887798' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-3391693485023929687</id><published>2008-06-19T23:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:40:00.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay, so apparently I need to get a schedule in order...And stick to it.  Okay...discipline...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/3391693485023929687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/3391693485023929687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#3391693485023929687' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-883292001088226834</id><published>2008-06-17T00:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:34:44.689-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now I'm faced with a decision that could affect my next year or two.  I'm not sure exactly what I should do.  But if there's one thing that I've learned from my bible study was that "you should always turn to God first when making big decisions." Everything in your life should be God centered and reflecting on this past year, I've seen that for me, it hasn't been.  I've been mainly doing what I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/883292001088226834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/883292001088226834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#883292001088226834' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-5202557056220382337</id><published>2008-06-09T23:36:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T23:53:44.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been awhile since I last posted.  So what's new? I've been playing the world of warcraft for these past 6 months.  It has really sucked in a lot of my time.  I've been late to work consistently because I keep on playing the game way late and I can 't get up.  It  has been a problem for me to wake up on time, so I'm taking a break for a week from warcraft to get myself back into the swing of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/5202557056220382337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/5202557056220382337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#5202557056220382337' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-3314831699635714580</id><published>2008-05-05T23:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:15:46.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So today is Monday, there was a retreat this past weekend...only I didn't go.  I wanted to, but things just didn't work out.  It sounded like people had a good time there and that the message was relevant to career age people. Anyway, from what I heard from my friends, it did sound like I would relate to the message pretty well.  I know that it all comes back to God and I haven't really been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/3314831699635714580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/3314831699635714580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#3314831699635714580' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-6863854306672058234</id><published>2008-04-23T01:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T01:08:28.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Live and learn...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6863854306672058234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6863854306672058234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6863854306672058234' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-7160444378609971100</id><published>2008-04-20T23:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:54:31.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven't posted in awhile, so I thought that I'd post something today. Anyway, pretty eventful weekend.  i guess every weekend this past 8 weeks has been eventful.  But today, I had a good day.  I guess I wonder what's the worst thing that could happen?  I tend to think of the usual stuff that could happen.  But when I do go, it usually comes out that "nothing bad" is the answer. Anyway, I don't</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7160444378609971100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7160444378609971100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#7160444378609971100' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-4245594332936580988</id><published>2008-03-23T22:47:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:54:19.667-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm...I tend to write things down and forget about them later on.  I say a lot of things about what I'm going to do and never get to them.  This past Lent season showed me that I could live a much healthier life if I made changes to my life.  And I could be in a better place because of that. Anyway, I went to Easter service today.  Some people I haven't seen for a long time were there.  I feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4245594332936580988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4245594332936580988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#4245594332936580988' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-1885184905881775746</id><published>2008-03-20T22:32:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T23:41:49.915-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blah blah blah blah blah....I wrote some things and then I deleted them, because it wasn't anything interesting. Anyway, one of my friends immed me this websitewww.wowdetox.com Stories from people who used to play wow or have addictions to wow.  I must say that it is pretty interesting and helpful.  It is also kind of funny sometimes, but depending on the story, it can be depressing. Someone once</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1885184905881775746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1885184905881775746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1885184905881775746' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-9214238238008534771</id><published>2008-03-13T23:00:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T23:25:20.578-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm reminded of things from the past in Japan.  I remember certain things about some of the people.  I guess it is a xenophobic place.  It wasn't all fun and joy, but I know that things could have been a lot different there.  I could have done more or prayed more or even went to church while I was there.  But I didn't. I can't change what happened in the past...my apathy because of my situation </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/9214238238008534771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/9214238238008534771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#9214238238008534771' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-7586252731425901745</id><published>2008-03-11T23:15:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:22:07.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, so even despite going to sleep early for the past few days, I keep on waking up late...so I'm thinking that either my system is trying to play catch up, or I just need to exercise and keep a consistent time that I go to sleep. I remember someone saying that you'll sleep better if you sleep at a certain time everyday and wake up at a certain time everyday.  Also if you don't sleep more than </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7586252731425901745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7586252731425901745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#7586252731425901745' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-7734193524575400421</id><published>2008-02-28T23:53:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T00:15:03.418-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lent'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reading the Bible for the past few days has been really good.  I forgot a lot about what was in it.  Anyway, it reminded me of some things that I used to have in my life. One was, "Do nothing from selfishness or empty conceit, but with humility of mind regard one another as more important than yourselves; do not merely look out for your own personal interests, but also for the interests of others</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7734193524575400421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7734193524575400421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7734193524575400421' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-9201963301179242449</id><published>2008-02-27T00:00:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T00:43:38.807-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thinking about life and things in general, I wonder what purpose I have here on earth.  I guess I'll never find that purpose just sitting here and typing about it.  But looking back on the day, I feel that I could have done more with my life.  I could have done things differently.  I could have lived a little better. Life is tough and it's not like a video game.  Life is a variable and full of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/9201963301179242449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/9201963301179242449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#9201963301179242449' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-505360894614318814</id><published>2008-02-15T02:07:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T02:16:00.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I woke up late today.  I seem to be oversleeping a lot, and that could be because I'm not exercising enough.  I guess maybe staying up this late and drinking caffeine is a bad idea also. Anyway, the day was slow at work and we only had a few things to do.  I don't know what I'm going to do tomorrow.  As I was signing out today, I saw a news article on msn about another school shooting. It makes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/505360894614318814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/505360894614318814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#505360894614318814' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-7904268711613267297</id><published>2008-02-13T15:40:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:55:48.629-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So it has been a long time since I last posted.  Last night, one of my friends who reads my blog told me that I hadn't done that for awhile...I'm surprised that he reads it.Anyway, apparently my friends talk about my world of warcraft habit now and then, but I'm guessing not too much.  Probably only on Tuesdays and Sundays.  heh.  But they probably don't talk about it that much. Anyway, an update</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7904268711613267297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7904268711613267297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7904268711613267297' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-8103252743819391887</id><published>2008-01-19T22:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:20:36.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ditto</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8103252743819391887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8103252743819391887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8103252743819391887' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-3492670908690257331</id><published>2008-01-16T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:57:51.285-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now, I'm tired.  I want to go to sleep, but I'll write a little bit about what happened tonight. So tonight, we celebrated one our friend's birthday.  I've known  him since college.  He was a really cool guy then and is an even better guy now.  I'm amazed at how he lives his life for God and how he treats everyone as how he would want to be treated. He will do great things in the future. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/3492670908690257331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/3492670908690257331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3492670908690257331' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-158734038533799752</id><published>2008-01-15T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T00:00:05.616-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>QuestionsI'm at that stage in my life where I'm expected to be somewhere.  Not that anybody expects that out of me, it's that I expected that out of myself.  I guess the real question is not "why I'm not there," it's "how am I going to get there?"I could be a loser for the rest of my life.  I could just stay where I'm at, maybe someday live on the streets.  I keep on talking about what I want to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/158734038533799752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/158734038533799752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#158734038533799752' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-2348579514197213573</id><published>2008-01-13T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T12:38:04.772-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New addictionsSo it's now 2008 and I started something new.  I've been sucked into the world...of Warcraft.  So now, I've been spending most of my time online playing this game.  I must say thought that it is a pretty good game.  And the problem is that it never ends. But we'll see.  I'm actually saving money because I'm not buying any new games and I only have to pay a subscription fee of $15 a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2348579514197213573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2348579514197213573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2348579514197213573' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-2484258376879455360</id><published>2007-12-30T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T16:56:11.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing much to talk about.  I've been feeling kind of down, and I think that it's because I'm not making it to church.  I've been spending a lot of time playing video games on the weekends and during this holiday season. I'm not sure what's going to happen in the future, but I know that I must be more responsible than I am now, or else bad things might happen in the future. Anyway, I'm going to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2484258376879455360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2484258376879455360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2484258376879455360' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-6157295237671743510</id><published>2007-12-23T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T16:23:28.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was thinking today about a year ago when I came back from Japan for the holidays.  It was good to see my family and friends, but I always will remember that it was way different from how I was treated in Japan.  I guess it's kind of hard to explain, but I felt like I could be more open in Japan because I was away from all the norms from home. When I came home, the feeling of being a little kid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6157295237671743510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6157295237671743510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#6157295237671743510' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-5345564328423300499</id><published>2007-12-19T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T00:26:43.175-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I could write a lot now, but for the sake of going to sleep, I'm going to cut it down.I went to my company party tonight, and had a good time.  It was a really nice event that my company put together.  I'm wondering exactly how much it all cost, because this seemed way too good than what I'm used to.Anyway, lots of entertainment at the party...several people sang, several people played strings, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/5345564328423300499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/5345564328423300499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#5345564328423300499' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-9051388133500743364</id><published>2007-12-15T01:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T01:28:05.810-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After a long week of feeling bad, I was thinking of not going to fellowship tonight.  I didn't want to bring all the crap that I had going on this past week. Anyway, I went to fellowship...because I always go to fellowship...but yeah, I still have some issues going on in the back of my mind right now. Fellowship was good.  Just a good time of talking to people.  However, I kind of think that my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/9051388133500743364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/9051388133500743364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#9051388133500743364' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-7870545140823048108</id><published>2007-12-11T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T00:19:09.334-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As I'm now working I'm finding that I have little time left in my day after work ends.  Most of my life is now work and my relationships with my coworkers.  I am also finding it tough to make it to church as I've been oversleeping for church.  I don't want to show up late, but I don't want to wake up on time.  It seems like something in me just wants to sleep in more...I don't know what's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7870545140823048108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7870545140823048108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#7870545140823048108' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-9064536784022478328</id><published>2007-12-04T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T00:26:20.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It seems like I have no time anymore...I probably should stop using the internet to check sports and read articles.  Since I have little time, I probably should spend it better.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/9064536784022478328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/9064536784022478328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#9064536784022478328' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-1772307706147344381</id><published>2007-12-01T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T11:31:29.902-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a day of near missesYesterday was a really bad day for me.  I even thought of not going to fellowship because I was in such a bad mood. Anyway, nothing bad happened, but a lot of things could have happened...a lot of near misses.  I won't go into details, but it just seemed like things were just not going my way. I am lucky though that nothing bad did happen and I escaped for a day into the next.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1772307706147344381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1772307706147344381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#1772307706147344381' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-6338579381187815232</id><published>2007-11-29T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T23:19:35.107-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>According to this yahoo article, graveyard shifts are a "probable" cause of cancer. I'm glad that I don't work that shift anymore...who knows though, if I get fired, then maybe I'll have to do that again.  But yeah, the people who I saw that worked that shift at my old workplace looked really old compared to people I saw who worked during the day. I guess maybe I need to take better care of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6338579381187815232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6338579381187815232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#6338579381187815232' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-109448254508999713</id><published>2007-11-25T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T17:26:04.922-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More babbleI've been staying up way too late these past few nights of vacation.  So I've been waking up at 2pm. heh.  Oh man...so I missed church again.  I don't know what it is, but I like to stay up for some reason.  I don't like to go to sleep early, even though I would feel better.  Maybe it's the fact that I can't use the TV until after my parents go to sleep. Anyway, I should be studying </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/109448254508999713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/109448254508999713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#109448254508999713' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-4993920747751608238</id><published>2007-11-18T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:13:50.168-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JLPT is in two weeks...man, I am not ready...but then again, I just spent an hour reading articles about the ps3...and surfing the net...and fantasy sports...and well...you get the picture.  My mom asks me why I keep on signing up for these tests if I'm not going to study.  She said, "you'd think signing up for the test would motivate you to study for it, but maybe you should wait until you know </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4993920747751608238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4993920747751608238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#4993920747751608238' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-4773973281216664212</id><published>2007-11-18T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T20:54:35.246-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video games'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dual Shock 3 for PS3, but woes for the ps3???Apparently I saw on ebay that people were selling dual shock 3 controllers for around $70 in Japan worldwide.  So I checked www.amazon.co.jp (or check this link)  and saw that they are actually selling that.  However, it's not in the US yet...and probably not in other countries either.So apparently the CEO, when he was hinting that there would be a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4773973281216664212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4773973281216664212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#4773973281216664212' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-7861003297168458131</id><published>2007-11-16T00:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T00:37:07.724-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For some reason, I don't want to study for this test coming up.  I already know that I'm going to fail...I've failed 2 times before at this level.  I don't know what it is, but maybe I'm just too comfortable right now with where I am. I don't know where I'll be in the future.  I really should have a back up plan, (like building my Japanese skills,) but I'm so unmotivated now. Time is passing by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7861003297168458131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7861003297168458131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#7861003297168458131' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-1996358690015040406</id><published>2007-11-14T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T21:34:54.871-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man, I really suck at scrabble...I'm getting creamed online.  Well...I only play for fun, so whatever. Anyway, the JLPT is coming up.  I'm thinking I'm going to fail...but as long as I improve, I'll be happy.  Maybe next year.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1996358690015040406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1996358690015040406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1996358690015040406' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-6908601853583010697</id><published>2007-11-12T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T23:40:58.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I'm glad that I'm still here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6908601853583010697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/6908601853583010697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#6908601853583010697' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-1958532851436594798</id><published>2007-11-04T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T21:01:52.974-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I was playing Yu-gi-oh tag force for the psp.  Man, I can see why the kids get so addicted to these games.  But still, one thing that kind of bothered me was that if you have a crappy deck, then you'll always lose.  Buying new cards is a must, but it's all luck in what cards you get.  I can't imagine playing this as a real card game, because there's so many cards and I can't keep track of all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1958532851436594798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1958532851436594798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1958532851436594798' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-8086681655757975055</id><published>2007-11-03T17:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T18:00:33.409-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lately, I've been feeling really low.  I've wondered why I'm here on this earth again...and I'm wondering why the heck am I feeling this way?The reason, after praying and talking to God, was that I realized that a some people were critical of me or criticizing me.  Like today, basketball practice was today and I was feeling horrible today...my dad would always ask me..."Why did you join this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8086681655757975055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8086681655757975055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#8086681655757975055' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-5352788827596034549</id><published>2007-10-21T22:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:54:11.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maybe I just don't want things to be better too badly...maybe I'm content with being average or below average.  I mean, if I really wanted to do something, then I'd work for it right?  If I don't make changes or sacrifices, then I won't get any better.  Maybe I just want to live comfortably...maybe that's why I'm not working any harder. I was taught that hard work does pay off.  It has in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/5352788827596034549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/5352788827596034549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5352788827596034549' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-2920438060260905456</id><published>2007-10-17T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T23:17:34.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm thinking that I won't pass the JLPT.  Anyway, got other things to think about now...the boss is thinking of talking to me tomorrow, so that probably means that he's going to move me to some other job in the company...not sure if that's a good thing...or worse, he's going to fire me...but yeah, maybe I'll be doing something else...Anyway, regardless, I'm just glad that I got my hours in...I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2920438060260905456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/2920438060260905456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2920438060260905456' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-5303869980881339708</id><published>2007-10-15T22:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T22:12:27.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man, I'm thinking about today and just some of the things that happened.  Anyway, it's nothing big, but I'm seeing just how empty everything is and what is most important to me.  Anyway, seeing things from the other perspective, I'm reminded that there was someone else who was rejected by his own and misunderstood. Anyway, whatever happens, and whatever doesn't kill me, will only make me stronger</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/5303869980881339708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/5303869980881339708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5303869980881339708' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-246244342878172329</id><published>2007-10-07T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T22:22:16.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This past weekend, I didn't want to go on the church retreat.  I wanted to skip out and play video games at home.  But I went...even though I was a little late. It was good though and I think it was something that we needed to hear.  I still have to process all that went on in the messages.  I feel that this is something that I needed to hear to grow and become more like the early church. Anyway,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/246244342878172329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/246244342878172329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#246244342878172329' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-3746760424111550205</id><published>2007-10-03T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T23:53:20.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crazy stuff....Today, or should I say last night, someone tried to break into the company and who knows what they were looking for.  All I know is, I should probably leave before dark and come in early.  hmm...Anyway, someone broke the window and ran in, but the alarm scared them off.  Yeah, that's a good thing to have an alarm when you have a company.  heh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/3746760424111550205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/3746760424111550205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3746760424111550205' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-8040574915530135075</id><published>2007-10-03T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T00:31:42.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm not sure what I'm going to be doing in the future.  I don't know where I'll be or what circumstances I'll be in. When I was working my graveyard shift job about a year and a half ago, I felt like I should be saving up my money...even before then, I felt that same feeling.  I thought that God was telling me something...but I didn't know what it was. A year ago, during this time, I was in Japan</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8040574915530135075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8040574915530135075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8040574915530135075' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-749661920117384742</id><published>2007-09-27T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T22:28:45.671-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I'm ill.  I spent most of yesterday sleeping on the couch and most of last night in and out of consciousness.  I'm feeling a little better today, but I'm glad that I didn't go into work today as I felt bad around noon time.I'm not sure if I can make into work tomorrow, but we'll see.  Hopefully I can as I need to make some money to live on.I guess I'm lucky that I'm living with my parents.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/749661920117384742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/749661920117384742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#749661920117384742' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-898968483574530563</id><published>2007-09-23T22:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T23:04:27.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man, I'm pretty tired.  Yesterday was basketball practice...I still feel it today.  It shows me that I need to get in shape if I want to play well. Anyway, made it to church today...so that was good.  I didn't really make it for worship though... so I'll try to do better next week.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/898968483574530563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/898968483574530563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#898968483574530563' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-5547603142714475900</id><published>2007-09-22T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T23:05:52.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babble'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been awhile since I last updated, but I think that I'm stuck in the same place I was about 2 years ago.  Anyway, I know that I can get to a higher place if I work at it.What I'm talking about is where I'm going in life.  It seems like I don't want to put in the work to achieve a higher success, but then again, who will trust me with anything if I'm not faithful in a little job, even just helping </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/5547603142714475900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/5547603142714475900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#5547603142714475900' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-7846511384779090473</id><published>2007-09-16T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T23:27:31.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Made it...sort of...Today I made it to church...only that I got there when service ended.  I however did make it to Sunday school, so that was a plus. The Sunday school class that I'm going to is about Luke and Acts...only that the version of these books is "The cotton patch gospels," by Clarence Jordan. As the teacher was outlining the class today, he mentioned that there is a lot of humor in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7846511384779090473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/7846511384779090473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#7846511384779090473' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-149135000247598458</id><published>2007-09-08T13:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T14:30:20.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Basketball...Last week, I practiced basketball for the first time in awhile.  I'm really out of shape and I can see myself really dying this first game tomorrow.  We practiced again today and I still felt really out of it.  I know that unless I get in shape, I'm going to  be the weak link on the team for quite awhile. After basketball practice we ate and talked.  One thing that I never really did</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/149135000247598458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/149135000247598458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#149135000247598458' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-4162184839490695310</id><published>2007-08-29T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T23:10:57.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babble'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was thinking today..."if I don't do anything to improve or to reach a different level...then where will I be?  At the same level as I was 3 years ago." Yeah, definitely I need to make some hard decisions.  I don't want to be at this same stage in my life 7 years from now. I know that I can become a better person if I work at it...but as of lately, I've been feeling really lazy and wanting to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4162184839490695310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4162184839490695310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#4162184839490695310' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-1995988884184641322</id><published>2007-08-29T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T00:26:34.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babble'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As my passenger said, "I saw my life flash before my eyes."  Yeah, maybe I should try to get more sleep and pay attention to the drivers that don't stop at stop signs.  Well, it was Chinatown, but still man, the guy driving wasn't Chinese, he was Caucasian.Anyway, nobody got hurt and nobody crashed into anybody else...so I'm lucky.I was thinking of someone else who got hurt in a car accident and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1995988884184641322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1995988884184641322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#1995988884184641322' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-4816944410480404476</id><published>2007-08-27T22:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T00:08:20.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babble'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monday...what's new?  It seems like I have very little time to myself lately...I guess that's a good thing in its own way as I'm not being a nerd and staying home all the time.Anyway, I should probably read the Harry Potter book 6 before everyone reads book 7 and the ending is spoiled somehow...man, I love those books, but I haven't read book 6 yet.Well...it's late...I'm tired...I want to sleep, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4816944410480404476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/4816944410480404476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#4816944410480404476' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-1466195122940142388</id><published>2007-08-26T23:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T00:14:56.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babble'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't have much time to write, but yeah, had a soccer game this past night.  Went pretty well.  One of the guys was leaving to go back to school, so this was his last game.  Went to happy hour for cheap food to celebrate.  Cheap, but good food. Anyway, he's a good guy and I know that he'll do well in life. I missed church again, but what's new?  It seems like I'm just not motivated to get up.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1466195122940142388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/1466195122940142388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#1466195122940142388' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265821.post-8450896224830578108</id><published>2007-08-25T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T14:10:00.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As of right now, one of my friends is having a farewell party because she's going to Japan to teach English for a year.  I'm wondering if I should be selfish and stay home.  I kind of don't want to go, because I've had little time to myself lately.  But I know that it would be good to go though...to show my support for her and talk to her about Japan a little bit. Anyway, I know that she'll have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8450896224830578108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6265821/posts/default/8450896224830578108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereforsomething.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8450896224830578108' title=''/><author><name>Jon F</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
