<?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-8359071305836163222</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:30:40.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare After Dawn</title><subtitle type='html'>By SPE.I write whatever comes up in my mind. ANd i do mean "Whatever".</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-3649051838093446754</id><published>2010-01-07T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T07:56:36.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So hi guys i know i haven't logged in, in a small forever...&lt;br /&gt;do i want you to (hopefully) read and comment on this new project I've been working on... I'm supposed to be writing a book. So i will give a little part and you tell me if you like it (or not). But seriously i need you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's -----&gt;     To Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Csony%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:officedocumentsettings&gt;   &lt;o:relyonvml/&gt;   &lt;o:allowpng/&gt;  &lt;/o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;link rel="themeData" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Csony%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx"&gt;&lt;link rel="colorSchemeMapping" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Csony%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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John and I have been dating a while now. I have considered him my companion because you’re supposed to tell your “boyfriend” everything. Well that’s where my secret comes in. I live in Atlantis, literally. The lost ancient island where the all the secrets of the world are. Well at least they humans got that right. Well they got right the ancient island as well but the term “lost” is way off. Some say that the island Cyprus is a part of the lost Atlantis, well that’s another thing the people have gotten wrong. The people of Atlantis created Cyprus right on top of them to keep them safe. Atlantis might be keeping all the secrets of the world but that doesn’t mean we have armies to protect the secrets. What we can do is use the secrets for their protection. And what are these secrets? Well it just about anything abnormal, from inhuman powers to other species altogether. And of course in Atlantis we have just about everything. Immortals, Vampires, Fairies, Sirens, Goblins, Witches, Werewolves, power-suckers, you name it. Atlantis is where all the science fiction, fantasy books and movies come out. A lot of us just come up here write a story about our world and make a lot of money. It’s a way to go away from Atlantis and live an easy life where the only problems are money and relationships. I guess for a human is like going on holiday. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;I remember the first time my grandma brought me up. It was like going to the human zoo. Looking how other creatures can be behind a couple of thousands of years but still intelligent. I mean you can have a simple conversation with them. Talk about a series on T.V. or gossip about the secret relationship of some humans. That’s where John comes in my life, he know nothing about my otherness. He doesn’t know about my power to control earth, or that when I turn twenty-one I will stay like that forever. I might have forgotten to mention that I’m turning into an immortal. My parents are both immortals, born immortal that is. Some of the witches call themselves immortals because they found a way to live for a very long time, which is by eating a fairies brain. Not only is it disgusting but it is also illegal. So born immortals are really rare because we live so long and have only two or three kids, but our population is increasing. Plus immortals are the royals of our world; my grandma is the Queen of Atlantis. A big title for such a sweet female, but she has been the queen for over a thousand years. My grandpa says that she can overcome anything. He is the King but my grandma is obviously the brains of Atlantis. Not that a man can’t rule, but they intend to get crazed by power and that is why every time there is a new King there is also a new Queen. So in the end my grandma does all the decisions and my grandpa is there to nod his head and look good as my grandma puts it. So everybody loves Queen Claire and King Antonio because there has been nothing but peace in their years. Plus they are all I have except my parents and brother. My grandparents from my father’s side were killed by the Titans. No they are not the real Titans of ancient Greek history they are just a group of supernatural wannabes that get their strength from their dark lord. They are one hundred and twenty percent humans but with knowledge of the worlds secrets. Even humans loathe them, of course for entirely different reasons. Like raping human girls and killing them as sacrifice, or praying to the devil. They have different names as the years go on and the old ones die and new ones come in. The name “Titans” is just a name they chose from ancient Greek “mythology” as the humans call it, to show that they are better from other supernatural beings. Well the only supernatural beings they know of are Vampires and Immortals, at least only the Titans know about Vampires and immortals. The dark lord they believe in is my grandma Claire’s uncle who became the first and only male King to rule alone. He got crazed with power, he just wanted it all. He wanted to have the humans as his slaves for him and to create a new being, a being superior to others. He created the power-drainers, he made them drain the magic out of others and give it to him. He had the dream of becoming a god. See? That’s what I mean by saying he got power crazed with a capital “C”. Who CAN become god? God is an unchanging character of good who can control the powers of goodness so they out power the evil. The people of Atlantis didn’t see the evil within him because he is an expert at lying, but when Grandma Clair’s father found out that his brother Dimitri was a truly evil person and that if he got what he wanted he will be the end of the life as we know it he banished him to another dimension with no way back. Of course he got some powers from vampires; with human blood he becomes stronger. Well vampires don’t get stronger than what they were; they just need blood to survive. But that is what happens when an immortal goes nuts, every time Dimitri has blood he becomes stronger than what he was. He does not need the blood he just wants it, and me and grandma Claire believe that he is up to something. And we hate the Titans for one reason only, the sacrifices they make to their dark lord believing that they are calming him, they are making him stronger and when he becomes stronger there will be a way to get out of his dimensional prison. The Titans are led by Dimitri’s half human son made by one of the thousands helpless human women he raped. We believe that mark has some kind of gift to communicate with his father. And you still haven’t heard the best of it. And one of the witches touched Dimitri as he was being held by spells to be banished to his prison saw (as in saw a vision) that I Elaine was to defeat Dimitri and Mark. Now how I’m going to do that? I got no absolute clue. That’s the reason everybody treats me differently in Atlantis and that is why I like John. He just sees a good looking girl with long brown hair, skin as pale as paper and vivid green eye. Little does he know how vivid green my eyes are going to be when I become fully immortal, they are going to be an inhuman green that can only be seen on the baby leaves of an orange tree, Oh well I might as well enjoy that I don’t have purple eyes like my mother. And just like that I’m back to here and now. Now being at the beach bar-club with my six feet something blue eyed blonde companion. We were sitting on the white bar with blue fluorescent lighting. The whole place is white, blue and black. I was having a martini and John was having his usual scotch on the rocks (that’s how he orders it always with a cocky smile). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;I was fiddling with the little wooden toothpick with two stuffed olives. We were silent from the beginning of the evening. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;He looked uncomfortable. Great, he always gets like that when I’m thoughtful. Just what I need a “your different from other girls” speech of his. I singed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Well your quiet tonight.” I said lamely. He turned to look at me with cold blue eyes. His was holding his whiskey with his hand that was closest to me. He stirred it making the ice jiggle around in the glass and took a big sip. Here we go, he was going to say something that is hard for him but he wants to do it (we have human psychology at my high school after all we should know what we are “hiding” from).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Well, look who finally decided to talk.” Okay now that was hurtful, even for a human.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Yeah I was swimming in my thoughts.” I smiled weakly “Again.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He nodded “Again.” He said in a sarcastic tone. Okay now I’m pissed. I can take when someone is a little mean. But when it goes from mean to sarcastic, well let’s just say that pushes my button.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“There is something you want to say. Get on with it.” I let all the ice I had leak from my voice. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;He put the glass down and spun to his right to face me. Here we go.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“I’ve wanted to say this about a week now.” He smiled but his smile was going over my shoulder. Okay weird.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“So, get on with it.” better get this over with. I know exactly what’s to come.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Elaine, you’re a hot girl.” Oh gosh the first complement he gives me is when he is going to break up with me. I might as well say it by myself. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“But I’m too different for your taste.” I finished.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“No, different I can take. You’re just so damn cold.” Ouch! That really hurt. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Did you just say I’m cold?” I was amazed, nobody told me that before. Well because all the other guys I dated were from Atlantis. It still hurt, I mean human or not human being called “cold” by a male is hurtful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Yeah, you know. You don’t dance, you don’t let lose. You’re quiet most of the time, and you talk like you are from another time. Sometimes I wonder if you’re even a human girl.” He put his big hand on my shoulder and squeezed. “I’m seventeen I’m not thirty babes. I got to have fun.” He smiled over my shoulder. Okay this was getting annoying. I turn to look over to my left exactly behind me was a couple sitting on one of the tables with the little sky blue candle in the middle. The guy was the cutest guy I have ever seen. And he was a vampire. I singed. Figures, you just didn’t find a cute guy these days without him being supernatural. But John was looking at the vamps female companion. She was a bleached blond with black routes. A lipstick that looked like it came from the 80’s and brown eyes made up with so much black eye shadow that she looked like a raccoon. She was wearing a black skirt that was so short you could see the red thong underneath when she was sitting. Plus a red silk top. Okay now that was really painful. I looked away from her because my eyes filled with tears. I couldn’t even see straight. Plus when I cry my eyes become another two hundred percent vivid. They are literally the first thing you notice on me once I cry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Oh, Elaine you okay? What’s up with your eyes?” I wanted to stop being hurt. I wanted my eyes to stop shedding tears. So instead of feeling hurt I felt angry. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“You are stupid!” I shouted “I don’t know what on earth I am doing with ___&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt; a…” I paused I was going to say “human” instead I said. “With an immature guy like you, all you care is you pleasure you don’t even care if you hurt my feelings.” I finished.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Well that didn’t hurt his feeling that made him look terrified. Oh hell, my eyes. When I’m angry they look like they are going to jump out and eat the person I face.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;I looked away and closed my eyes. Count to ten. Okay, deep breaths. And I reopened them and looked straight in his.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“What just happened?” he asked. Great all I need now is him finding out I’m not human, that would lead ether to call a vamp from Atlantis or just ask the one sitting with the high classed prostitute, to erase his mind. Okay the girl wasn’t really a prostitute but she WAS heading in that direction.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“You hurt my feelings.” I said instead. “Do you honestly expect me to be fine?” I asked not expecting an answer. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Well she is HOT.” He said looking at her. I could feel my anger rising in me and making me restless. Keep calm Elaine. He is a total fool!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Then ask your little girlfriend over there to dance and bugger off.” I said looking around for a bar tender. I am going to need a drink.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;I turned and rested my back on the bar. I was looking straight at her. I wonder how much that silk top was. And I was glad it was silk because that way I could rip it to shreds with my earth power. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Cool that’s what in going to do then.” He jumped off and made his way to her. He past the two tables that where between us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;While he was walking I was sipping my martini. The guy the girl was sitting with didn’t look surprised to see John. I raised my right eyebrow. I fished for the little toothpick and bit of an olive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Just then I clicked. Vamps can hear even better than immortals. You would think knowing vamps my whole life and going to school with them that I would remember what they can do but they just look so normal if a little pale.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I smiled at the idea of humans believing that vamps burn in sunlight. Or that they stay away from garlic. Well everybody stays away from garlic because it just plain stinks. And you definitely do not become vampire if you’re bitten by one. Vamps are born not made. Just like any supernatural being.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;John gave the vamp a long look and then bended over and whispered in her ear. Well even if I had super emotional control but I don’t and I’m only sixteen. Yeah my parent let me drink don’t criticize me. I will live for a very long time and I can’t get drunk easily like humans. I got up thanking myself for wearing tight jeans and a blue sparkling top with comfortable blue high heels. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“I would like two martinis please and fast.” I said getting my money from my pocket and giving it to him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Sure lady. You sure your eyes are okay they look funny.” He said. Am I still angry? Well I think I’m really hurt.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Yeah I’m fine I just can’t stand girls like her.” I nodded my over the table with the trio.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Hear you loud and clear girl.” Answered the other bartender on the shift, she was a young girl with black hair that looked ready for a fight. I know her. I thought. She was a werewolf. I know her from school; she was at my Atlantis history class.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Well, hello Rebecca.” I said &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Hello Elaine.” She said and made a deep bow with her head. Not too obvious on human eyes. That’s why I feel shy around supernatural beings. So instead I shot her a look that said “Watch what you are doing.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“You know her?” I asked Rebecca after all we were kind of friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Sure she comes here every night. She’s attracted to S.B.’s but she doesn’t know it.” Well, well, well. S.B.’s we call the supernatural beings. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Thanks R. and don’t bow please I’m your friend.” I said quietly close to her ear. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Okay, sure here you’re going to need these.” She said and handed me my two martinis. But why am I going to need them? I turned with the glasses in my hands and my mouth flew open from what I saw.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;I thought she was attracted to S.B.’s! But he’s human. Okay well an attractive human but still. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;I gulped the first martini and transferred the olives on the other one. I wonder what the vamp will be going.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Just as if I shouted what I thought he turned on me, weird. I looked at him. He had black messy longish hair and gold eyes. Well I can understand why she was with him but why did she leave him? This girl shows bad taste yet again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;I turned to look at John dirty dancing with the fake Blondie. She looked twenty-odd years old, with the fake boobs and bum, the hair and cheekbones. But I think she was eighteen or something.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Oh that is disgusting. I could feel my face settle in line of distaste. She was rubbing her bum on him like she… I closed my eyes; I did not need to see what was going on that dance floor. I turned on my heel and marched towards the back door that led to a concrete walking space in the water, complete with benches.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;I went to sit at the end of it. There was a lovely bench with a table next to it. I put the martini glass on the table and wrapped my arms around me. No, I was not going to walk back in there; I would be too tempted to tie her with poison ivy. That made me smile to myself. I’m so glad no one is here to see me having a breakdown. I sat heavily on the bench and rested my elbows on my knees to hold my head. I felt so heavy I could hardly hold it up. Tears started rolling down my eyes; well on the positive side no one can see my freaky eyes. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;I was looking at the water, listening to the wave’s splash on the concrete silently crying.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“You know you should not cry in public it’s a dead giveaway.” A deep voice said. And just like that the solitude faded away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“I’m not in the mood vampire.” I said not looking up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Charles, my name is Charles.” He said and laid my black suit jacket over my shoulders. I put my arms through the sleeves, shuddering from the night chill.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Fine, I’m not in the mood &lt;i style=""&gt;Charles.&lt;/i&gt;” I singed deeply. Here I was sipping on a martini sitting next to a vamp and shedding tears for a human. I made myself stop, of course that made my eyes look even greener.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“You should really learn how to control your emotions you majesty.” He said. I could feel his golden eyes on my face. I looked to my left so my face was away from him and I could still look at the beautiful sea.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Yeah well I’m still learning.” I would have better control over my emotions when I turn in to an adult immortal.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“How old are you?” he sounded curious. How old did I look?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Sixteen. Why?” I said a little curious myself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Well I thought you were an adult immortal. That’s who you feel.” He said, looking a little ashamed. So he had a gift at feeling auras. I read about this. It was rare to have a vamp feel auras.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“What do you mean I feel like an adult? I’m sixteen how can my aura feel like an adult immortal?” I don’t need anything weirder in my life. It’s bad enough being high in the expectations of your people and has no clue whatsoever about what you are to do. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“My gift never lies. I believe that you have changed prematurely and you should ask her majesty Clair to give you the test.” Oh this is just peachy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I snorted (my mother would have a cow is she knew.), looked at the sea straight ahead of us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“The only thing different about me is that I’m colder than you.” I could feel tears coming so I took the glass and gulped the remaining martini. Ha! That should keep you down tears. It’s just a shame I can’t get drunk.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“And who said that to you your m…” I held up a hand on his face to avoid the next word coming. The term “majesty” that they use on my mother and grandmother shouldn’t even apply to me. But oh no the crown will jump generations and will be given to me. That’s my mother’s gift to me. I shuddered, how would they like a cold Queen?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Do NOT call me that or I will tie your coldblooded body to a tree. Okay?” I asked looking into his eyes looking at confusion. I sighed. I let go of his mouth and transferred my gaze to the sea.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Why do you even let a simple human insult you?” he asked. Well at least he didn’t say why I shouldn’t let the human insult me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Because he doesn’t see me as the savior of the world, the most powerful Queen to come and all that prophecy stuff about me.” I buried my face in my hands and rested my elbows on my knees. I wish I could go to be right now. Well I can but I don’t feel like walking to the portal.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“It’s hard isn’t it?” he said surprising me to the depths of my heart. I looked up and saw him looking understanding.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Do you know that you are the first person to ask me that?” I asked him, but I didn’t let him answer. “Yes, it’s hard not to know what to do, it not like someone left a “Do this, do that” book for me.” Okay I would use my portal, I’m too bored and emotional tired (I can’t get physically tired, only sleep) to walk to the main portal. I got up and started marching toward the silent beach where no one would see me zap away. That’s when I remembered the test Charles said I should take.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;“Are you coming Charles? Or do you rather sit all by yourself?” I called over my shoulder; just like that he was walking next to me. I jumped making a little “yelp” sound. I stopped and put my hand over my heart, a very human gesture but my heart doesn’t like surprises apparently. I should note that. I took a couple of deep breaths to steady myself. When I looked up I saw him turn from being worried to being amused. “Yeah well I still can’t get used to the way you move around, and my best friend is a vamp.” I got the little metal remote from my pocket, took Charles hand and zapped us. The journey was as always colorful, beats walking all the way down to Atlantis. Usually it takes a minute to takes use down. So I looked over to Charles to see why he was holding my hand so tight. He was looking around like a child gone to Disney land for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pardon my spelling mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-3649051838093446754?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/3649051838093446754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-earth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/3649051838093446754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/3649051838093446754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-earth.html' title='To Earth'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-1913930052607487153</id><published>2009-08-25T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T13:24:28.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I spent June and July fighting to go to Cyprus. Let me tell you what..&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; happen. Well at least i went to England. A month there got my head on straight... Well as straight as it gets &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; found out what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to study in 1... 2... 3... years :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt; is big news because i fried my friends brains with this subject. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;apologies&lt;/span&gt; my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how my little souvenir of my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;UK&lt;/span&gt; holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went to this indoor swimming pool with my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;favourite&lt;/span&gt; cousin.&lt;br /&gt;We were swimming and outside it was raining. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ha ha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;As always i was checking around for guys. (Well what can i do its in me.)&lt;br /&gt;and i spot this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; cute guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i told my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cousin&lt;/span&gt; and we started gossiping and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;analyzing&lt;/span&gt; him.&lt;br /&gt;yeah and apparently he was wearing a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; tight swim suite. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ha ha&lt;/span&gt; imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;he was a hunk with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;capital&lt;/span&gt; H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right so as you understand we were in our world floating and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;This pool had a wave machine and they turned it on a couple of times per hour.&lt;br /&gt;So the waves were started and we were floating in them still laughing out heads off.&lt;br /&gt;That was for about ten minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the waves we were moved a little bit to the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up until this day i have been wearing a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bracelet&lt;/span&gt; my mum gave me a year ago and i never took it off.&lt;br /&gt;So my cousin told he was looking so i glanced over to him on the deep end holding my bracelet and looking right at me.&lt;br /&gt;for a second all i did was look at him wondering if was stupid or something.&lt;br /&gt;But then i saw my bracelet in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh shit my bracelet." was all i said. Me and my cousin were together sitting on this float so i just &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;jumped&lt;/span&gt; off causing the float to lose balance and throw my cousin in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked as fast as i could in the water which was not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; fast.&lt;br /&gt;in the second it took me to get there he left my bracelet on the side and started swimming really fast away. i got the bracelet and i saw it was closed. Well that is weird cause it wand slip off with no power in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin came over the second he left. she was still &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;coughing&lt;/span&gt; the water she swallowed.&lt;br /&gt;"What on earth &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sylv&lt;/span&gt;? and why is he going out? he just came here."&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry i tipped you over. But he found my bracelet." i said.&lt;br /&gt;"Well &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; weird." was all she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the we stayed twenty minutes more and got in the gyms shower and got dressed.&lt;br /&gt;it must have been a good thirty minutes since the bracelet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;incident&lt;/span&gt;. we walked out fully dressed in jeans and a T-shirt. He was standing in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;corner&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;staring&lt;/span&gt; at me. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; notice him but my an-eye-for-everything cousin paused and gently nudged me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"He is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;staring&lt;/span&gt; again" she said looking at the salad bar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I looked over and he continued to stare at me. So i held up my wrist with my bracelet and muttered "thanks" to him. He nodded and took his bag and left.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And that was it my little weird piece of my holidays that for some weird reason every time i look at my bracelet i remember that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;incident&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-1913930052607487153?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/1913930052607487153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-again.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/1913930052607487153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/1913930052607487153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-again.html' title='hi again...'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-1886742715686066412</id><published>2009-04-20T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T07:45:37.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wtf?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SeyILMMcZOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TFrKox08NSg/s1600-h/4150-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SeyILMMcZOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TFrKox08NSg/s400/4150-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326782185105810658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Why do most of the people look for "true" love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;If you ask me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;that's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; stupid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;hello &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" &gt;theres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; about 6.77 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" &gt;billion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; people on planet earth!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;how on earth are you going to find that someone who has the same brains as you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;or has the same wants as you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;we are all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" &gt;different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;!! even by a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" &gt;Little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" &gt;enzyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;  we are all diferent...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;are you really going to search 6.77 BILLION to find your stinken true love??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Just stick with what you can get your hands on and say thank you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;And what if you find yous so called true love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;You think it going to be so perfect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ill tell you one thing your not going to fight ever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;for crying out loud thats like eating noddles withous the little package of spices in it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;just boild wormy macaroni witch is good for you and it isent fattning... SO WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;What if it good for you? its so good for you you have to gulp it down because there is not TASTE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;what the hell is life without the spices?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Stop daydreaming!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;You are going to be mesruble... you and that person!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Just dont fuss and say please and thank you for what you have..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;gready little worm... (joke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Just be happy with the small thing so when you have the big ones yous even more happier!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xXPI30rPu4k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xXPI30rPu4k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-1886742715686066412?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/1886742715686066412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/04/wtf.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/1886742715686066412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/1886742715686066412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/04/wtf.html' title='Wtf?'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SeyILMMcZOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TFrKox08NSg/s72-c/4150-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-4003848356075331753</id><published>2009-04-11T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:31:26.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting facts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SeBVUQjv7fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/krNMd_6nX_s/s1600-h/InterestingFacts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SeBVUQjv7fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/krNMd_6nX_s/s400/InterestingFacts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323348566082579954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Barack Obama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Barack Hussein Obama (Known as Berry in high school) was born Aug. 4, 1961, in Honolulu, Hawaii. Barack's mother was a white Christian from Kansas and his father was Muslim from Kenya. His name means "one who is blessed" in Swahili, but he was known as "O'Bomber" because of his basketball skills during the high school years. Interesting facts about Barack Obama: he tried cocaine and marijuana, Barack uses Apple Mac for his computer needs, Secret Service gave him code name "renegade", Barack smokes cigarettes and he never drinks coffee, he is left-handed and loves to play poker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Deeper love facts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;What is love? David Icke said: "Infinite Love is the Only Truth Everything Else is Illusion." However, scientists tried to explain love using our genes as the base of the medical study. Basically, they found that we are attracted to persons that are genetically immune to the diseases and weaknesses that we are weak to. However, Alchemy teaches us completely different approach. Alchemy or old sacred studies believe that our body (Personal Self) is build around four energies (or four egos) that make up our Personal Self (our body). Those four energies are: Physical Energy with its Needs, Sensational with its Desires, Emotional with its Feelings and Intellectual Energy with its Ideas. To reach Higher Self (our soul) these energies must be balanced. Since this is very hard to do in our distorted world, we usually seek for someone (soul mate) that will help us achieve Higher Existence (same like our genes our soul mate’s energies could fill half empty energies and empty our half spilling energies). Alchemy believes that we are not born with the soul, only with the seed of spirituality, and that our purpose in this dimension is to find our souls or to find our Higher Self. You wanted to make gold from the ordinary metal? Well finding love is the only solution or maybe you should meditate till you find your true balancing power. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Stuff in the rectum ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* rectum is the vigina *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Foreign bodies in the rectum are a common occurrence and most of the cases are treated with anesthesia before removing objects. Patients have usually made multiple attempts to remove the object themselves before consulting the professional. Common objects inserted are fruits, balls, bottles, vibrators, vegetables, and balls. However, interesting fact is that professors D. Busch and J. Starling; Madison, Wisconsin in 1986 did research and study report on strange rectal foreign bodies. Some of the unusual objects found in the anus and rectum include: magazine, beer glass, seven light bulbs, two flashlights, knife sharpener, frozen pigs tail, wire spring and tobacco pouch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yoshiro Nakamatsu Facts ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yoshiro Nakamatsu the Japanese inventor is one of the greatest minds in the human history. With over 3000 patented inventions Yoshiro received Nutrition Nobel prize for photographing and retrospectively analyzing every meal he has consumed during a period of 36 years. His most creative time is between 12am and 4am and he never sleeps more than four hours. He loves to invent underwater with his special waterproof Plexiglas writing pad. He said that "oxygen is the enemy for the brain". Archimedes, Michael Faraday, Marie Curie, Nikola Tesla and Yoshiro Nakamatsu were chosen by U.S. Science Academic Society as the five greatest scientists in the history. Yoshiro has an age goal to live over 144 years and every day he eats a special mixture of dried shrimp, seaweed, cheese, yogurt, eel, eggs, beef, and chicken livers-all fortified with vitamins. Some of his inventions: floppy disk, taxicab meter, CD, DVD, digital watch, Cereberex chair, Love Jet 200 etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fact about Pablo Picaso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;His full name was "Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno María de los Remedios Cipriano de la Santísima Trinidad Martyr Patricio Clito Ruíz y Picasso". While living in Paris (1900) Pablo had lots of financial problems and he burned many of his paintings to stay warm. Besides his wife he had many mistresses. Pablo loved to work with the candle light. His first exhibit was at the age of thirteen. Interesting fact is that Steve Wynn owner of the Picasso's famed "Dream" painting poke the hole accidentally through the multimillion dollar painting while showing his friends portrait of Picasso's mistress Marie-Therese Walter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts abous Albert Einstain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="submitfact2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.interestingfacts.org/thumbs/albert.jpg" class="floatleft" alt="facts" /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Einstein declined the presidency of the state of Israel when it was offered to him in 1952 by state leaders. The element einsteinium, discovered in 1952, was named in honor of Albert Einstein. Picture of Einstein sticking his tongue was taken on his 72nd birthday by annoying press photographer Arthur Sasse. Albert loved the photo so much that he cut his image out and send it to all his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="submitfact2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="submitfact2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="submitfact2" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lying Facts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="submitfact2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.interestingfacts.org/thumbs/1166175290-george-bush.jpg" class="floatleft" alt="facts" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Lie is usually manifested by these signs: a sudden increase in the number of \"ums\" and \"ahs.\", overly defensive, no eye contact, lying is stressful, they will try to be sarcastic, turning his body away from you, talking fast, making statements that contradict each other, unusual body language or a hand reaching to cover mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="submitfact2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="submitfact2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Richest people in the world facts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="submitfact2"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="submitfact2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.interestingfacts.org/thumbs/1164468118-bill_gates_halo_3.jpg" class="floatleft" alt="facts" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  We actually had to modify this fact due to recent changes in the billionaire world. Thirteen years our buddy Bill Gates from Winblows was the richest man in the world. However, as of 2008 the top five richest people are: 1. Warren Buffett (Stocks and investments), 2.Carlos Slim Helu (Mexican telecom mogul), 3. William Gates III (Windows and more), 4. Lakshmi Mittal (World's largest steelmaker - India), 5. Mukesh Ambani (Petrochemicals giant Reliance Industries - India). We will try to update this list as soon as rich get richer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HL9xgF0ZV2U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HL9xgF0ZV2U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-4003848356075331753?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/4003848356075331753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/04/interesting-facts.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/4003848356075331753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/4003848356075331753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/04/interesting-facts.html' title='Interesting facts...'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SeBVUQjv7fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/krNMd_6nX_s/s72-c/InterestingFacts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-6412558475305424757</id><published>2009-04-01T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T13:33:34.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>check this out..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miniclip.com/games/ourworld/en/"&gt;http://www.miniclip.com/games/ourworld/en/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Guys see this game its an online multiplayer game on miniclip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i liked it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hope is not total boolshit.. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-6412558475305424757?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/6412558475305424757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/04/check-this-out.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/6412558475305424757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/6412558475305424757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/04/check-this-out.html' title='check this out..'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-9195820943570384511</id><published>2009-03-30T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T04:34:12.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 good things..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SdEknrhjJ3I/AAAAAAAAADw/VrXFV9wrhBU/s1600-h/GoodThingsGT~Good-Things-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319072899018205042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SdEknrhjJ3I/AAAAAAAAADw/VrXFV9wrhBU/s400/GoodThingsGT~Good-Things-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thanks teenage dreamer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So this is going to be easy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. As the pic says good thing happen over coffee.. I agree completly.. i love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;at debenhams cafeteria and *bucks.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. i like walking in towels after a looong bath around the house.. i like to air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;looool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. i like washing my hand this verry hot water and then drying them with the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A.C air.. its fantastic try it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. I also like having a toy fighting with my friends.. hehe!!! good times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5. Long sleep ins until 3 o clock in the afternoon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ok now i call on Alex , Doukaton , apogevmatinos 8anatos , georgia ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;prasini neraida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xPKkKgOJmiM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xPKkKgOJmiM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-9195820943570384511?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/9195820943570384511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/03/5-good-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/9195820943570384511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/9195820943570384511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/03/5-good-things.html' title='5 good things..'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SdEknrhjJ3I/AAAAAAAAADw/VrXFV9wrhBU/s72-c/GoodThingsGT~Good-Things-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-6936137685795892934</id><published>2009-03-30T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T03:10:36.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the other half of me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SdCX0-99aYI/AAAAAAAAADg/xeibk4RT3og/s1600-h/14529_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318918096436423042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SdCX0-99aYI/AAAAAAAAADg/xeibk4RT3og/s400/14529_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do we even have another half of us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;is possible? the true love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the one that we feel complete to be with ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;how about its not true love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;what if our other half is a person you lived the most of your life with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;without even knowing that you need it so much until you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;what if the other half is split to tiny pieces and given to your most trusted and old friends so when your together you become &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;a complete hole... have you ever felt that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;maybe when we say the other half of is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; to go to the people we need the most and not the truest love of them all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; in love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong but maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;there is&lt;/span&gt; something in this life that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; see clearly and we focus on the love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;what if you love someone as a brother or a sister..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and when your with them you feel complete..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;it a nice feeling and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;experienced&lt;/span&gt; it a lot of times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;maybe someones true half used to be a best friend and turned in to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;greatest love of them all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; only think the other half is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; on lovers is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; to friend too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;this is a nice song... goes with my title.. i like her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;voice&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ojkHVVtYeJg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ojkHVVtYeJg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-6936137685795892934?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/6936137685795892934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/03/other-half-of-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/6936137685795892934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/6936137685795892934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/03/other-half-of-me.html' title='the other half of me..'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SdCX0-99aYI/AAAAAAAAADg/xeibk4RT3og/s72-c/14529_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-1269839880569048978</id><published>2009-03-17T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:34:40.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 things i hate..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/Sb9T-ikqSyI/AAAAAAAAADY/re4lJsML9hE/s1600-h/cold+water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/Sb9T-ikqSyI/AAAAAAAAADY/re4lJsML9hE/s400/cold+water.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314058419218041634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is a response  to darkness imprisoning me... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I hate it when i go to have a nice hot shower and somebody has been cleaning my bathroom and the floor is all wet, and i always absolute always fall down when the floor is wet i hit my head and it takes me abut 15 minutes to get up cause the floor is still wet...&lt;br /&gt;Then i go to have a shower and before im done the water goes cold ugh!!&lt;br /&gt;Its drives me maaaaad!!! you cleaned my bathroom, you left the floor wet then i fall down, BUT DID YOU HAVE TO USE THE HOT WATER TO CLEAN IT?!&lt;br /&gt;i mean it not like the floor is going to go "oh you asshole your using cold water!" ITS A FLOOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. So you sleep on the weekends until late... And the stupid maid comes in and opens the curtains for you.. AAA!! that's it shes dead i say and then i start shouting and throwing stuff of course shes gone with a all star on her head.. BUT SHE DIDN'T CLOSE THE CURTAIN.. Than mean i have to get up and close it? i think i should cause i hate sun in the morning i burns my eyes.. like a vampire.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.When its a school day i usually see this stupid lady that lives a floor under us and shes all like "hi sweety" AAA!!! that stupid bitch she makes my life like a hell when my parents are out of the country.. I HATE HER !!! I HATE HER!!! I HATE HER!!! UGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.When I'm watching a movie or something i like on tV it is a very important time.. I'm at my best mood.. i am actually concentrating on the film AND THE STUPID COMMERCIAL IS ON!! I don't care if Ariel is cheep or the gambling place is called "o asomatos" &lt;---- xD i just what to watch the film is it too much to ask? .This last time i when with my friend to see a movie and there was these 6year-old BABIES!! They would not leave any detail out.. Say it raining in the movie and there out  and all wet.. they say " AAA the water is hot that why they are not cold my grandad told me.." or when the character of the movie are kissing " you thing they are taking breath mints?" I Tell you that when i really get pissed of.. loll that time i actually turned around and said "shut up" or what i actually said was " fausa rokolu8kia!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5.this is what i REALLY hate .. when i buy new cloths ans there is this tag on the back.. and sometimes i forget it and i want to scratch it.. GRRR! do i have to cut them all out.. stupid unnecessary invention of stupid humans I HATE  YOU..         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's 5 of them.. so if anyone who is reading this and they haven't done this in their blog DO IT... see ya ;)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sBy2MuDYL6w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sBy2MuDYL6w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;And this is another song i like.. enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kRLAyG3gKYg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kRLAyG3gKYg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-1269839880569048978?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/1269839880569048978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/03/5-things-i-hate.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/1269839880569048978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/1269839880569048978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/03/5-things-i-hate.html' title='5 things i hate..'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/Sb9T-ikqSyI/AAAAAAAAADY/re4lJsML9hE/s72-c/cold+water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-7212319371272699495</id><published>2009-03-13T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:06:35.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why are they doing this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SbrQ1PiDdKI/AAAAAAAAADA/sx8FfRkJmfo/s1600-h/MILKYWAY.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SbrQ1PiDdKI/AAAAAAAAADA/sx8FfRkJmfo/s400/MILKYWAY.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312788323557930146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Are people going completely mad?&lt;br /&gt;why on earth are they raping babies and children?&lt;br /&gt;hello! imagine only that in the world charts man and woman are 1:4&lt;br /&gt;yes that means that every man on the world can have FOUR mates!! adult there age there standards.. Why children? why babies? where is this world coming to if people rape innocent little lives where they haven't done anything yet.. its up to us to raise them to become our next generation.. What if in the next generation half of the population on earth has been raped as a child... Will that be good?&lt;br /&gt;I truly believe that these people are surely mad! they need to be some kind of brain wash. I know most of you , my friends haven't thought that you would have a little mini-me of yours but most of you would.. it would bring you joy,, would like your mini-me, a part of you to get hurt by living? Living in a world where people are so sick by even raping an infant.&lt;br /&gt;But how can you ask for justice to come upon these people&lt;br /&gt;when a police officer kills a teenage boy?&lt;br /&gt;how can you trust them with protecting us?&lt;br /&gt;Plus roomers have it that maybe we are all going to die on 2012 by a natural disaster.. are we? cause i think we are going to kill our self's before that..&lt;br /&gt;why are people doing that?&lt;br /&gt;self distracting the (until now) smartest being in the world?&lt;br /&gt;our life is over by  other sick people..&lt;br /&gt;i cannot imagine us..&lt;br /&gt;i cannot imagine our future...&lt;br /&gt;do we even have one?&lt;br /&gt;am i going to die on 18?&lt;br /&gt;it looks to me we are a lost cause after all..&lt;br /&gt;we are going to be distroyed and reappear again and again and again until we&lt;br /&gt;get it wright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YzK_EVul6dQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YzK_EVul6dQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-7212319371272699495?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/7212319371272699495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-are-they-doing-this.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/7212319371272699495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/7212319371272699495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-are-they-doing-this.html' title='why are they doing this?'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SbrQ1PiDdKI/AAAAAAAAADA/sx8FfRkJmfo/s72-c/MILKYWAY.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-3820009052671338178</id><published>2009-03-09T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T08:40:30.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>age diferences..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SbU0qevDjZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8Ch5itlZH2E/s1600-h/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SbU0qevDjZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8Ch5itlZH2E/s400/baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311209239962946962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;First of all HappY woMan's daY!!! we live to make men work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever thought why we hang out with people our ages?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i just did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;so why we hate staying for a long time with our old ant? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;why do we hate spending time with kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;but why do we sometime like hanging out with people older than us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;some of us like baby's as well( well that's because they don't talk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and we like being sometime with grown up cause we see our future..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;but our old siblings cause we are afraid of growing up to that level where your teeth fall out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and your afraid when you to crap cause old people die from crapping or falling as we say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;we hate spending time with kids cause they are all energetic and playful and they ask all the time why? why? why? why? ughh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;but we where once there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and we like sometimes baby's cause we cant remember being them so we are intrigued..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cant you feel we are so predictable sometimes??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-3820009052671338178?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/3820009052671338178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/03/age-diferences.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/3820009052671338178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/3820009052671338178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/03/age-diferences.html' title='age diferences..'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SbU0qevDjZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8Ch5itlZH2E/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-5429388667959590925</id><published>2009-03-06T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T01:47:54.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorrrryyyyy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SbDwZXONrLI/AAAAAAAAACw/O126qBiAsIw/s1600-h/sorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310008279190842546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SbDwZXONrLI/AAAAAAAAACw/O126qBiAsIw/s400/sorry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ook i came clean with my earlier bad selections of song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;and i got to say sorry guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;so I'm going to make it up for you.. ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok now let say the truth question by s.o.a.d is quite nice..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways these are song i absolutle loooove..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hope you like em!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tell me if you do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A6hGQ71NXrE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A6hGQ71NXrE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kwt9QxDL-cY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kwt9QxDL-cY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-5429388667959590925?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/5429388667959590925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorrrryyyyy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/5429388667959590925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/5429388667959590925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorrrryyyyy.html' title='Sorrrryyyyy!!'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SbDwZXONrLI/AAAAAAAAACw/O126qBiAsIw/s72-c/sorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-1123877245117028560</id><published>2009-03-05T13:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T14:01:30.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>say what???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SbBJhhvh7cI/AAAAAAAAACo/NqmDmTWOA9Q/s1600-h/question-mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309824801012051394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SbBJhhvh7cI/AAAAAAAAACo/NqmDmTWOA9Q/s400/question-mark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So we all now that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;outside&lt;/span&gt; changes..&lt;br /&gt;but does the inside too??&lt;br /&gt;does the change make you lose your self?&lt;br /&gt;or does it just make more self confident..&lt;br /&gt;what is really going on on the inside..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shooed&lt;/span&gt; someone be afraid of changes?&lt;br /&gt;do you treat him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;differently&lt;/span&gt; or u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; forget your old friends?&lt;br /&gt;where can one find the answers to this questions?&lt;br /&gt;do you just wait and see?&lt;br /&gt;or do you just go with the flow?&lt;br /&gt;god &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; giving my self a headache&lt;br /&gt;i guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to find out soon the truth..&lt;br /&gt;hope i like it...&lt;br /&gt;hope &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just thinking like this without reason&lt;br /&gt;but am i wrong&lt;br /&gt;last time i was right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you like it i didn't find a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;verry&lt;/span&gt; good quality sorry guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u2gEd9VcqNg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u2gEd9VcqNg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-1123877245117028560?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/1123877245117028560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/03/say-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/1123877245117028560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/1123877245117028560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/03/say-what.html' title='say what???'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SbBJhhvh7cI/AAAAAAAAACo/NqmDmTWOA9Q/s72-c/question-mark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-6179383194582667526</id><published>2009-03-04T11:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:00:42.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/Sa7cViAVDKI/AAAAAAAAACg/-x6Uih5Wg6E/s1600-h/time...gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309423273179942050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/Sa7cViAVDKI/AAAAAAAAACg/-x6Uih5Wg6E/s400/time...gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;time passes..&lt;br /&gt;2 years ago i felt like dying but i had my buds to hold on to..&lt;br /&gt;they gave me the strength i needed to get past all these dificault times..&lt;br /&gt;when i am away from them i feel like someone is strangling me..&lt;br /&gt;i can see the black little spots..&lt;br /&gt;the only ounce of air i get is from the passing time&lt;br /&gt;every second taking me back&lt;br /&gt;taking me back to my home&lt;br /&gt;my air..&lt;br /&gt;my life&lt;br /&gt;and this time all the sufuring of 2 years is coming to an end&lt;br /&gt;i can see ..&lt;br /&gt;i can breath..&lt;br /&gt;i cunt the seconds..&lt;br /&gt;i count the birthdays..&lt;br /&gt;im here ..&lt;br /&gt;im near..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ySCCNTtYdEA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ySCCNTtYdEA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uROHc0KUkGk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uROHc0KUkGk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-6179383194582667526?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/6179383194582667526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/03/time.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/6179383194582667526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/6179383194582667526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/03/time.html' title='time..'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/Sa7cViAVDKI/AAAAAAAAACg/-x6Uih5Wg6E/s72-c/time...gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-5033022005348738389</id><published>2009-02-24T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T05:05:11.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything Has a Gender</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SaPvm6b1awI/AAAAAAAAACQ/HD08arQZvpU/s1600-h/sketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SaPvm6b1awI/AAAAAAAAACQ/HD08arQZvpU/s400/sketch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306348237772647170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Apples are Female&lt;/strong&gt; - the best ones are at the top of the tree. Most men don't want to reach for them as they're afraid of falling and getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wine is Male&lt;/strong&gt; - it begins as a grape, and it's up to women to stomp the crap out of it until it turns into something acceptable to have dinner with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ziploc Bags are Male&lt;/strong&gt; - they hold everything in, but you can see right through them.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Copiers are Female&lt;/strong&gt; - once turned off it takes a while to warm them up again. It's an effective reproductive device if the right buttons are pushed, but can wreak havoc if the wrong buttons are pushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A Tire is Male&lt;/strong&gt; - it goes bald and it is often over-inflated.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A Hot Air Balloon is Male&lt;/strong&gt; - to get it to go anywhere, you have to light a fire under it (of course, there's the hot air part, too).   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sponges are Female&lt;/strong&gt; - they're soft, squeezable and retain water.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A Web Page is Female&lt;/strong&gt; - it is always getting hit on.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A Subway is Male&lt;/strong&gt; - it uses the same old lines to pick people up.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;An Hourglass is Female&lt;/strong&gt; - over time the weight shifts to the bottom.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A Hammer is Male&lt;/strong&gt; - it hasn't changed much over the last 5,000 years, but it is handy to have around.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A Remote Control is Female&lt;/strong&gt; - it gives a man pleasure, he'd be lost without it, and while he doesn't always know the right buttons to push, he keeps trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A Water Faucet is Female&lt;/strong&gt; - it can turn hot or cold in just a matter of moments.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A Safety Pin is Male&lt;/strong&gt; - it is often useful in an emergency.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A Foreign Movie is Female&lt;/strong&gt; - it is not always completely understood.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A Computer is Female&lt;/strong&gt; - even your smallest mistakes are stored in memory.       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-5033022005348738389?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/5033022005348738389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/02/everything-has-gender.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/5033022005348738389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/5033022005348738389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/02/everything-has-gender.html' title='Everything Has a Gender'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SaPvm6b1awI/AAAAAAAAACQ/HD08arQZvpU/s72-c/sketch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-1280920609383938203</id><published>2009-02-23T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T12:30:51.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>old and funny song but true ;p!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SaMHNNUksvI/AAAAAAAAACI/8PiaDDJT0FQ/s1600-h/woman+is+a+woman.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 207px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SaMHNNUksvI/AAAAAAAAACI/8PiaDDJT0FQ/s400/woman+is+a+woman.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306092709468222194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I say let us put man and a woman together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; To find out which one is smarter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Some say man but I say no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; The woman got the man de day should know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And not me but the people they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; That de man are leading the women astray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; But I say, that the women of today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Smarter than the man in every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; That’s right de woman is uh smarter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; That’s right de woman is uh smarter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; That’s right de woman is uh smarter, that’s right, that’s right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Ever since the world began&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Woman was always teaching man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And I you listen to my bid attentively&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I goin’ tell you how she smarter than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Samson was the strongest man long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; No one could a beat him, as we all know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Until he clash with Deliah on top of the bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; She told them all the strength was in the hair of his head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; You meet a girl at a pretty dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Thinking that you would stand a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Take her home, thinking she’s alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Open de door you find her husband home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I was treating a girl independently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; She was making baby for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; When de baby born and I went to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Eyes was blue it was not by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Garden of Eden was very nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Adam never work in Paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Eve meet snake, Paradise gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; She make Adam work from that day on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Methusaleh spent all his life in tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Lived without a woman for 900 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; One day he decided to have some fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; The poor man never lived to see 900 and one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like it guys?? VERY old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-1280920609383938203?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/1280920609383938203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/02/old-and-funny-song-but-true-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/1280920609383938203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/1280920609383938203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/02/old-and-funny-song-but-true-p.html' title='old and funny song but true ;p!!'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SaMHNNUksvI/AAAAAAAAACI/8PiaDDJT0FQ/s72-c/woman+is+a+woman.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-5281964182649128989</id><published>2009-02-21T04:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T04:50:15.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing... x]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZ_32RhuvuI/AAAAAAAAAB4/IerCiPbgegE/s1600-h/Gts0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZ_32RhuvuI/AAAAAAAAAB4/IerCiPbgegE/s400/Gts0032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305231397855608546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZ_y07lAoqI/AAAAAAAAABw/dNl9TmSc2mU/s1600-h/Gts0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZ_y07lAoqI/AAAAAAAAABw/dNl9TmSc2mU/s400/Gts0031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305225877225775778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Some times you do stuff you think they wont hart anyone like staying a little bit longer fishing with the rest of the people with some leave . You don't do anything in particular that you don't do any day like minding your own business but it turn out to annoy other people..&lt;br /&gt;Truly i don't really care any more i do what i like and that is it the sun the water the sounds clear my and if other people don't like it.. well you know the way! some times they may say that you are going a very bad person or that you care only for your self but where does caring for people who only use you for some purpose take you? you lose a lot from your life. so my idvise just care for your close ones. care for people who care back and dont think of the consequinses or how much they shout to you or what stuff they say to you just care about what best for you and your loved ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw guys the pics from up they are taken from me..&lt;br /&gt;hope you like the song ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4WA2jBMk-Pk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4WA2jBMk-Pk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-5281964182649128989?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/5281964182649128989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/02/fishing-x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/5281964182649128989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/5281964182649128989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/02/fishing-x.html' title='Fishing... x]'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZ_32RhuvuI/AAAAAAAAAB4/IerCiPbgegE/s72-c/Gts0032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-2771571060585197199</id><published>2009-02-19T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T11:22:19.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enter Sandman</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1QP-SIW6iKY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1QP-SIW6iKY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-2771571060585197199?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/2771571060585197199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/02/enter-sandman.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/2771571060585197199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/2771571060585197199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/02/enter-sandman.html' title='Enter Sandman'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-6208738669454150519</id><published>2009-02-19T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T10:49:43.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music i like..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZ2pYlfcm-I/AAAAAAAAABg/hT7h_FbOgQ8/s1600-h/guitar+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZ2pYlfcm-I/AAAAAAAAABg/hT7h_FbOgQ8/s400/guitar+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304582175958277090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZ2n3xzWBGI/AAAAAAAAABY/67tLRyi4YT0/s1600-h/quitar+1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZ2n3xzWBGI/AAAAAAAAABY/67tLRyi4YT0/s400/quitar+1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304580512815645794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I never thought i would like rock &amp;amp; metal this much before last summer&lt;br /&gt;when my friends came one day to my home and started playing songs from metallica , breaking Benjamin , system of a down , anathema , iron maiden and all these grate bands. And i found my true music soul!! lol&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-6208738669454150519?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/6208738669454150519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/02/music-i-like.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/6208738669454150519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/6208738669454150519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/02/music-i-like.html' title='Music i like..'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZ2pYlfcm-I/AAAAAAAAABg/hT7h_FbOgQ8/s72-c/guitar+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-9096089606000357627</id><published>2009-02-18T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:28:48.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my head..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZ0Gl9eferI/AAAAAAAAABI/-gK8GdDmKcg/s1600-h/targethead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZ0Gl9eferI/AAAAAAAAABI/-gK8GdDmKcg/s400/targethead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304403185339693746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There isn't a minute that i don't miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my life with them..&lt;br /&gt;The reason i laugh with them..&lt;br /&gt;The stupid thing we did in class..&lt;br /&gt;The clearness of my head.&lt;br /&gt;I feel im on another world or something.&lt;br /&gt;How does that work?&lt;br /&gt;I want to take my mum and go back..&lt;br /&gt;She has to finish what she started here&lt;br /&gt;She promised me that we are going back&lt;br /&gt;I believe her but one part of me thinks.&lt;br /&gt;Will it be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; the same?&lt;br /&gt;Will i be a part of them as they are NOW a part of me?&lt;br /&gt;Or will i be some different unattached part that just hangs out with them.&lt;br /&gt;So many thing going in my head.&lt;br /&gt;So much responsibility not to let down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;anyone and still i fill im doing it wrong&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back to my old self&lt;br /&gt;But i believe that im not going to be the same&lt;br /&gt;Only my outside feelings will be the same..&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like a teen&lt;br /&gt;I feel old! I want to go back to that summer that my friend used to sneak in my house and take me by surprise in the morning&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel the same way in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;I miss this girl shes one of my best friends the most steady part of me..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the others to.&lt;br /&gt;With all of the i feel to be my old crazy self.&lt;br /&gt;Now all i feel is responsibility..&lt;br /&gt;am i Crazy in a bad way?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so only that people depend on me..&lt;br /&gt;I think im not thinking like anyone in my age..&lt;br /&gt;I got much much more on my head..&lt;br /&gt;I hope when i go back i will be the same..&lt;br /&gt;But the odds are not good.&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends..&lt;br /&gt;They where there when i needed a hand to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;I hope they feel the same way i do..&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why everyone is depending on me..&lt;br /&gt;who am i?&lt;br /&gt;i don't like hurting people..&lt;br /&gt;i just want to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-9096089606000357627?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/9096089606000357627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/9096089606000357627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/9096089606000357627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-my-head.html' title='In my head..'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZ0Gl9eferI/AAAAAAAAABI/-gK8GdDmKcg/s72-c/targethead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-9201828451960022266</id><published>2009-02-18T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:04:45.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The weird ways of life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZz8_etIXDI/AAAAAAAAABA/jKKGNTk4B8I/s1600-h/weird+doc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZz8_etIXDI/AAAAAAAAABA/jKKGNTk4B8I/s320/weird+doc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304392628639915058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So this guys takes his friend to a company. and tells him that this job is stupid and they have to get some money and go. So the other guy believes him cause he's like his best friend like a brother blah blah blah.They all live in the same house with us. So they guy who said that stuff hes was all " aw i don't know whats going on with him (he means guy no.2) and i will talk to him, and i believe in this job" as you already know its lots of crap. so guy no.2 looks like the bad guy. So when the guy no.1 goes for holidays guy no.2 and us came in touch and we saw that he didn't know much about us as we did about him. Hell and he start saying i hate guy no.1 for this mistake he should go out and stuff like that. But don't you think he has some sharing to do in this mistake as much as guy no.1? why? He lived in the same bloody house with us and he didn't even try to see why are we acting so stressed , why are we pressurizing work to come ? It was like he was totally blindfolded cause guy no.1 was hes best friend SO WHAT? Would you stay in the dark when all these weird thing happen to prove you wrong? You where in the same freaking house for goodness sake do some investigating don't stay like a bloody dog and eat what they give you. Anyways after a while we found out that guy no.1 started saying stuff behind our backs and doing business with other people oh i hate when people thing to their utmost interest God! i mean so what is it better to stab your friend in the back so you get some extra money and then come back to them when you need them and start saying "  i love you guys and i will anything about you"? How does he feel man!!! See now im not only holding live up cause obviously sore some reason everything i do or say affects the hole bung of people like (guy no.1, guy no.2, mum) really i mean i don't care that much about being the strong point of my mum but the rest of them? what the hell?? why me?? and now guy no.2 i trying to hirt guy no.1 using me ! HAVE YOU ASKED ME?? i dont care about your stupid situation you broght this up on yourselfs where do i come in? Ha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-9201828451960022266?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/9201828451960022266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/02/weird-ways-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/9201828451960022266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/9201828451960022266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/02/weird-ways-of-life.html' title='The weird ways of life..'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZz8_etIXDI/AAAAAAAAABA/jKKGNTk4B8I/s72-c/weird+doc.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359071305836163222.post-2329655325353961709</id><published>2009-02-18T12:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:30:47.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beggining..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZxrFgv6pSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Umvo1WmzUN0/s1600-h/beginning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304232203570029858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZxrFgv6pSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Umvo1WmzUN0/s320/beginning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everybody thinks that a broken family is a tragedy&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right! That is total porky pies! You make the tragedy it doesn’t just happen.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I’m from split up parents I never gave it such thought&lt;br /&gt;I always thought from every end there is a new beginning&lt;br /&gt;But until you get to that lovely sunrise the night after dawn is something you can’t&lt;br /&gt;Avoid.  I live with my mum she is remarried with this guy who what there whenever I needed a dad&lt;br /&gt;Cause mine was far away having his own nightmare.  Mum is a CEO at a company which need a lot&lt;br /&gt;Of traveling so they kept me with my nan long time it was suffocating  so they decided I was&lt;br /&gt;Mature enough  to follow them in every country the went. In this next place we stay along time and&lt;br /&gt;I actually call it HOME I have friends and best friend and childhood sweethearts  but the business took&lt;br /&gt;Us to this next place. The house is grand and we live with two of our friends. I’m a teen and I honestly&lt;br /&gt;Have amore grown up mind than both of the put together.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s the circumstances that I have past through in life but I have thought my self to look up to&lt;br /&gt;Every place the may put you and say thank you for the small nice things in life.&lt;br /&gt;I have been the base in my mums life since she and my dad divorced so im holding everything together&lt;br /&gt;And I do that well. I do my best not to let people down.&lt;br /&gt;So people not wanting to make you guys get bored out of your head&lt;br /&gt;I just say that in this blog ill be writing everything that’s goes in my head..&lt;br /&gt;*ZzZ* I know I know..&lt;br /&gt;There is also going to be some fun.&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics of my songs that I like.&lt;br /&gt;And funny moments.. x]!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359071305836163222-2329655325353961709?l=nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/feeds/2329655325353961709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/02/beggining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/2329655325353961709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359071305836163222/posts/default/2329655325353961709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightmare-after-dawn.blogspot.com/2009/02/beggining.html' title='The beggining..'/><author><name>Nightmare_after_dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02344416909239112764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/S0Yicc5tkII/AAAAAAAAAFM/qhkfm6xeyEE/S220/Hands+of+artistic+creativity+cool+painting+photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjS_kCFKGHM/SZxrFgv6pSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Umvo1WmzUN0/s72-c/beginning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
