<?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-8991450930338102439</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:55:37.027-08:00</updated><category term='kai...lol'/><category term='7 &quot;weird&quot; ones'/><category term='nenz'/><category term='con-fu-sion'/><category term='blabs'/><category term='Goodmorning Jesus...'/><category term='neef&apos;s brithday'/><category term='encouragement'/><category term='my new guitar'/><category term='eighth month blessings'/><category term='only two will remain'/><category term='pondering'/><category term='toaster stuvz'/><category term='smile'/><category term='song palava'/><category term='muhahahahahahhahahahaha'/><category term='menmen'/><category term='1 yr old'/><category term='deep soup'/><category term='mr. nollege wizdumb'/><category term='tetanus'/><category term='nu blogger on the bloc'/><category term='grateful'/><category term='marriage...'/><category term='bizzack'/><category term='roses'/><category term='1st song choice'/><category term='chinese conspiracy'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='heart racing fast'/><category term='redwineandromance'/><category term='open sores'/><category term='my dream'/><category term='random'/><category term='cracked voice'/><category term='happy'/><category term='on farts and my left leg'/><category term='some people are always criticizing me'/><category term='Jesus loves you'/><category term='h a r a j u k u   stuvs'/><category term='joy'/><category term='blogville idol stuvs'/><category term='focus on february'/><category term='happy new year'/><category term='apologies'/><category term='joy...'/><category term='vote obama'/><category term='shortstory'/><category term='DANGER'/><category term='words'/><category term='naju'/><category term='h.a'/><category term='pops'/><category term='vote'/><category term='my years'/><category term='d&apos;banjwiddoutshades'/><category term='Rev. Oduwole'/><category term='appreciation'/><category term='asa appreciation'/><title type='text'>tHe ScRiBe...</title><subtitle type='html'>Chosen Generation</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-9034900200713469741</id><published>2008-12-31T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:03:25.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this last day of '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;...What a year! Ups, downs, like a roller coaster... Heavy lessons at the many turns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned... Friendship is a GAME, Love isn't.&lt;br /&gt;I learned... Wisdom is OFTEN scorned&lt;br /&gt;I learned... Truth is MOSTLY ignored&lt;br /&gt;I learned... Forgiveness and HOW to LeT GO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thank all the special people who Were, who Are, who Will be and who MAY be... I thank you because with good or bad who taught me lessons this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of our squabbles, I am grateful for the scorn&lt;br /&gt;And through the past troubles, how you held me in your arm&lt;br /&gt;When "it" blinded me, how you helped me see&lt;br /&gt;How you made me cherish the me I forgot so desperately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the ones who left and returned,&lt;br /&gt;the ones I pushed off but still pressed on,&lt;br /&gt;the ones who used and maybe abused... thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You who responded before I called,&lt;br /&gt;it seemed like you were just always there&lt;br /&gt;from January 1... the lover, the encourager,&lt;br /&gt;the one we could all call brother (or sister)/lover/friend --&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all my heart....&lt;br /&gt;May we all have an awesome 2009!!!&lt;br /&gt;I cannot fully express how grateful I am that&lt;br /&gt;we started... or ended this year...&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE You way more than you can imagine!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;2009 IS OUR YEAR OF JOYYY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-9034900200713469741?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/9034900200713469741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=9034900200713469741&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/9034900200713469741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/9034900200713469741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-last-day-of-08.html' title='this last day of &apos;08'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-5314824138343809937</id><published>2008-12-18T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T06:48:50.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of my passion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;How will it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not like I'm going from pleasure to uncertainty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I mean, I'm quite familiar with the expectations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question is, Am I ready? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;For this, for that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;For heat, for rats?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am I ready for disorganized confusion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;or is there some organization in that disorganization?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am I ready to be comfortable with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;the stark raving inequalities&lt;br /&gt;madness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;To accept the dirt and dust-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;like I'm accustomed to it, when I'm clearly not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;My biggest concern is - the people, my people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;How will I deal with their brash mannerisms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and uncouthness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;How will I endure the feferious humbugs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, I am not any better, more honest or any more civilized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;but I have grown unaccustomed to these things i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lived free of for a sextet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am nervous and afraid because I love them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am afraid that they may not love me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;or they may have a strange way of showing it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or maybe the conditions surrounding have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;suppressed their emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now all they live for is self -- selfish ambition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or maybe if I am extremely humble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;with the lowest of expectations for my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;brothers and sisters --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enter unnoticed, suffer in silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;grow accustomed and eventually join the pack...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-5314824138343809937?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/5314824138343809937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=5314824138343809937&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5314824138343809937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5314824138343809937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/12/thoughts-of-my-passion.html' title='Thoughts of my passion...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-8003980129176895250</id><published>2008-12-02T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:51:17.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December Greetings...</title><content type='html'>Wishing you all an AWESOME December!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-8003980129176895250?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/8003980129176895250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=8003980129176895250&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8003980129176895250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8003980129176895250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-greetings.html' title='December Greetings...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-7072011220270017672</id><published>2008-11-04T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:25:57.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>History Made</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barack Obama&lt;/strong&gt; is the 1st African American President of the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;United&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;States&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;Yes We Can&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and we shall... Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-7072011220270017672?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/7072011220270017672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=7072011220270017672&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7072011220270017672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7072011220270017672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/11/history-made.html' title='History Made'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-1085663012025295919</id><published>2008-11-01T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:14:48.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOVEEMMMMMMMMMMBBBBERRR!!</title><content type='html'>God is AWESOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said October would be Awesome and it was cos He is!!!!! Right now, I'm jamming some JesusJams and praising cos. this Papa God is the greatest awesommmesssstttt evverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... if u ain't widdim, u bera join d train mayynnneeee... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats 2 my padi gettin married dis mnth and to all the folks who got engaged (wink wink) or married last mnth -- may my own Papa God continually lead u in Jesus name -- AMENNN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been so buuuussssssyyyy...&amp;nbsp; hence the no-updating.. sorry avid readers... i should be back in full force soonest, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for NOVEMBER...&amp;nbsp;I pronounceeeeee&amp;nbsp;NUMEROUS BLESSINGS FOR YOU ALL!! God will do the impossible for you this month just&amp;nbsp;REMEMBER to give&amp;nbsp;Him the HIGHEST and LOUDEST praise...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;no -- matter -- what! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouddie mehnnn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-1085663012025295919?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/1085663012025295919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=1085663012025295919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1085663012025295919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1085663012025295919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/11/noveemmmmmmmmmmbbbberrr.html' title='NOVEEMMMMMMMMMMBBBBERRR!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-2987797812523587869</id><published>2008-09-30T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T14:37:23.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October begins in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Greetings All...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I failed to wish you all a Super September at the beginning of this month.. you have my sincerest apologies... I'm sure it was Super anyway... This month has been very interesting for me, in good ways and bad ways... I give God ALLL the glory, for his awesome mercies and unconditional love... So, hows it been for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Couple of things: CONGRATULATIONS to all the September Weds and Engag-ees!!! May your union be forever and fruitful indeed! Also the new moms or newly delivered moms and dads! Congrats!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So.. October begins in a couple of hours.... here goes... some new stuff.. in an effort to become more knowledgeable in technology, I am committing to one tech blog every week.. so help me God... I also need to loose my tummy... some weight sha.. so thats another personal project... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It seems like theres soooooooooooo much to do and not enough time in a day to accomplish all, but with God, all things are possible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm really focused on the priZe - Heaven and others... I miss Olufemi tremendously... I'm gettin used to the absence sha.. did i mention i have A LOOTT on my plate? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;God is good... Love Him, Serve Him, don't try to handle your business by yourself cos it may look like you're doing good now.. but in the long run.. trust me, you'll fail woefully..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I wrote like two poems yesterday.. enjoy one of them... still untitled.. mayBe you can help me title it ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Who can write a poem about nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;surely, we all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;can set out to - but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When the pen tip kisses a surface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;meaninglessness is lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;there is futility in trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;because - this piece evolves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;when the offspring of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ink and paper's romance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;multiples and multiples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;maybe in a ramble, a route-less turnabout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;maybe a twisted beginning, an abrupt end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;a tactless middle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;surely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; cannot be about nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So tell me, who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; write a poem about nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and succeed in convincing us that it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-not like a love affair that did not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;end up in marriage; not a journey, unplanned for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;an exercise of consciousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;an attempt to cause a repression -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;of faculties...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so what can i call this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this piece.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;a poem about, a poem about nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cos it still lies unwritten..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;May October OVERFLOW with many great goodies for you and your family... Amen! Stay blessed always!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&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/8991450930338102439-2987797812523587869?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/2987797812523587869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=2987797812523587869&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2987797812523587869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2987797812523587869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/09/october-begins-in.html' title='October begins in...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-6875724224130576094</id><published>2008-09-19T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:18:55.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....another matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can longer ask, "how do you do that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;because now I know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i have become one of them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;without question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have gone far... but not all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;far.. far enough to know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;we are on the same page.... I can relate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can relate when you talk about those -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"other" things, the dirty things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;because I have lost innocence in those matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unfinished&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/8991450930338102439-6875724224130576094?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/6875724224130576094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=6875724224130576094&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6875724224130576094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6875724224130576094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-matter.html' title='....another matter'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-7584840495974603311</id><published>2008-09-07T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T14:15:30.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...the next chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;i’m writing the next chapter…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; of this thing we’ve termed love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; The “not-so-sure-anymore” stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; The “why-me” stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; The “i’m-not-good-enough-for-you” stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The QuEsTiOnS stage…&lt;br /&gt;worsened by circumstances clearly seen&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;surety is best friends with doubt&lt;br /&gt;confidence and confusion trudge hand-in-hand&lt;br /&gt;Love is asking one word heavy queries like, “Really?”&lt;br /&gt;packed with layers of choking difficulty -&lt;br /&gt;uncalled and called for&lt;br /&gt;… meaningless investigative dialogue&lt;br /&gt;back-tracking to where the tree became a log&lt;br /&gt;luscious beauty now may be a condemned necessity&lt;br /&gt;What’s the learnable lesson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this may not be she -&lt;br /&gt;in her       …totality&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever know? Will I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-7584840495974603311?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/7584840495974603311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=7584840495974603311&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7584840495974603311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7584840495974603311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/09/next-chapter.html' title='...the next chapter'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-3008504385010815440</id><published>2008-08-27T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:00:38.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fonder heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;when care no longer suffices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;we open our hearts to the deep longing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;of this present's crisis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;when talk becomes mundane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;we struggle to make special feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;never seem plain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;when we accept this distance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;we embrace the hurt from its resistance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;bear the consequences for refusing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;to accept the consequences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;then love begins to hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and the heart beat becomes an impatient race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;to the core of our religion - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;our religion of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;then hopefully, we've passed the question stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;we continue to fight and embrace...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;this deep longing to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;see, hold, watch, gaze, feel, touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;look, want, stop, give, take, go&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/8991450930338102439-3008504385010815440?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/3008504385010815440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=3008504385010815440&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3008504385010815440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3008504385010815440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/08/fonder-heart.html' title='fonder heart'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-1014610334143919497</id><published>2008-08-19T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:01:53.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>explaining …self</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;you say its more than physical&lt;br /&gt;I quite agree with you&lt;br /&gt;it’s intellectual, morally spiritual&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have to get used to you&lt;br /&gt;so, I’m waiting&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I’m wondering&lt;br /&gt;as I have no reason to&lt;br /&gt;ask questions like,&lt;br /&gt;“why?”&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol… I’m not &lt;u&gt;in&lt;/u&gt; love…&lt;br /&gt;I love&lt;br /&gt;You. I must admit –&lt;br /&gt;you got to chapter 13 while&lt;br /&gt;i was still on 5&lt;br /&gt;gave me a definition without words&lt;br /&gt;to the authority I quoted later&lt;br /&gt;and hereafter, just as before&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;deep cynicism says you’re&lt;br /&gt;fighting the feeling&lt;br /&gt;the real feeling&lt;br /&gt;but she’s only a whisper,&lt;br /&gt;merely audible…&lt;br /&gt;she’s also very unwilling to&lt;br /&gt;spoil our present, future in sight or not&lt;br /&gt;i’m blessed with the imperfection&lt;br /&gt;that you are – now&lt;br /&gt;there’s beauty in knowing you can&lt;br /&gt;want what you don’t have and&lt;br /&gt;love what you don’t have&lt;br /&gt;even when you can’t have it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;08/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&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/8991450930338102439-1014610334143919497?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/1014610334143919497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=1014610334143919497&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1014610334143919497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1014610334143919497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/08/explaining-self.html' title='explaining …self'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-3554072077834002886</id><published>2008-08-18T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T12:38:32.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>throwback...</title><content type='html'>this poem has been on my mind.. probably learnt it in primary school or nursery... its crazy how these things stick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"someone came knocking at my wee small door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;someone came knocking, i'm sure, sure, sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i listened, i opened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i looked from left to right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but nought there was astiring in the still dark night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;only the busy beetle tap, tapping on the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;only from the forest, the still owl's call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;now i know not who came knocking at all, at all, at all"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-3554072077834002886?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/3554072077834002886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=3554072077834002886&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3554072077834002886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3554072077834002886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/08/throwback.html' title='throwback...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-3438363587083890451</id><published>2008-08-17T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T08:45:27.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love like He does</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;What i don't want to do is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;have regrets over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;over what we've had, still have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;shared, still share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;if tomorrow lets us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;You don't fully understand what has happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I don't either..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;it feels good though -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;How my eyes are wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;the obvious is irrelevant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;how my feelings scream louder than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;this present's reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;How my imagination is not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;oblivious to if-tomorrow-comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;And Baby, its strange how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I'm not pressed to convince you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;that He loves you, way more than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Its not a struggle to not tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;that if you love Him first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;you can love me - totally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;You are a good man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Love, I want to love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;the way He's teaching me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;in totality, unconditionally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;my only struggle is restraint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;holding me back from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;fully embracing unexplored feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;unexplainable things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I love that you're unafraid to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;love me and tell me you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I only wish your feelings were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;totally true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Gosh whatever this is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;its a strong one, plus this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;thing telling me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;your convictions are stronger than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;the love you proclaim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I maintain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;if you love Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;You'll love me more than you claim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-3438363587083890451?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/3438363587083890451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=3438363587083890451&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3438363587083890451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3438363587083890451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-like-he-does.html' title='&lt;i&gt;love like He does&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-3896808883172468374</id><published>2008-08-14T14:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T14:22:24.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bone... my hair is BLACK!&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/8991450930338102439-3896808883172468374?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/3896808883172468374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=3896808883172468374&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3896808883172468374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3896808883172468374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-4745066245868260950</id><published>2008-08-06T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T11:17:26.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>listen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;inspired by M-I-B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Listen... to the words I speak&lt;br /&gt;And the reason I believe&lt;br /&gt;We can do this&lt;br /&gt;Listen… to the song I sing&lt;br /&gt;And the beat I make that it melds to&lt;br /&gt;Listen… to the sound of my heart&lt;br /&gt;When it’s not intact as it races&lt;br /&gt;Listen… to my queasy stomach&lt;br /&gt;Taking a dump to release the filth&lt;br /&gt;of life's faeces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Listen&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to me on this podium&lt;br /&gt;Where I take the stand that was once stolen&lt;br /&gt;When I hold up high my fist in the sky –&lt;br /&gt;Heaven’s Microphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Listen&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the sound of the avalanche of my tears falling&lt;br /&gt;To the cacophony of movement – destination unknown&lt;br /&gt;on both street sides calling&lt;br /&gt;To confusion’s confusion of words that make no sense&lt;br /&gt;or reason…&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to me when I ramble&lt;br /&gt;cos. I just might say something smart…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-4745066245868260950?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/4745066245868260950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=4745066245868260950&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/4745066245868260950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/4745066245868260950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/08/listen.html' title='&lt;i&gt;listen&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-424878590166056935</id><published>2008-08-04T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T11:07:24.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Auspicious AuGuSt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did you know that another meaning 4 august is something that inspires  respect and admiration...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I pray u have an Awesome month... with things that will cause all to admire and respect you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That August be an Amazing month, Astonishing &amp;amp; Amorous :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;"like Jonah", coming soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-424878590166056935?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/424878590166056935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=424878590166056935&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/424878590166056935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/424878590166056935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/08/auspicious-august.html' title='Auspicious AuGuSt!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-3824289735070102600</id><published>2008-07-01T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:02:23.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JOYOUS JULY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I pray you have a joyous, jubilant July and all your prayers answered...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: the scandal is very sad and shudn't be publicized...anonymous PLEASE stay away 4rm my blog. hisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-3824289735070102600?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/3824289735070102600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=3824289735070102600&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3824289735070102600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3824289735070102600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/07/joyous-july.html' title='JOYOUS JULY!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-481290887048754620</id><published>2008-06-26T07:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T07:47:55.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>**sigh**</title><content type='html'>Oliver De Coque.. dead? What is life??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-481290887048754620?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/481290887048754620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=481290887048754620&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/481290887048754620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/481290887048754620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/06/sigh.html' title='**sigh**'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-4368111066193882211</id><published>2008-06-17T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T10:45:15.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shortstory'/><title type='text'>since my literary juices are flowing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Short Story &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;My best friend’s ex was the one who opened the door. I hadn’t seen her since I got introduced to her… five weeks before they broke up. I remember her clearly, because, well because I’m very good at remembering faces. There wasn’t much to be said because these past weeks didn’t need much to say to escalate or diminish the impact of it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;What transpired. transpired. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I wasn’t transfixed to one spot but apparently she was… maybe the stifling heat had all of sudden become breeze from a beach laced with romantic Indian songs, with my entrance. I took a seat because she hadn’t offered and we sat in silence … after she came out of her trance. I wasn’t wondering what was going through her mind, I was thinking of what I was doing and the complexity of trying to mend broken hearts. I was wondering if she remembered me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;See many times, I have tried to be the “hero” – save the world from matters arising from the blood-pumping chambers… I had had many fallouts, many… ok maybe few successes but they were successes. This one, this one seemed to be forming into what had become the norm for me these past years. Maybe it was time for me to settle down&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;xxx&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;My best friend’s ex finally found her voice, after clearing her throat countless times. She offered me red wine; I declined with a humorous excuse, which earned us both a laugh. With the ice broken, she proceeded to speak deeply; passionately about the affairs of things… she clearly didn’t remember me. My voice had become more familiar than my face – she couldn’t even look at it as she spoke. I knew why. Her eyes would betray the truth of the matter especially in this current position - me in the room with her. My eyes could probably tell all as well, but I was stronger; maybe not strong enough to not betray the other mystery.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Her words brought emotions only she could understand or maybe I just wasn’t paying attention… my mind still lost in the thoughts I had while she was in her trance. Only now the thoughts had modified to realization especially on the part of her not recalling my facial features. She was now in tears and weeping as she spoke. Her tears fell to her lips and she ate them, just like she ate the words that came out of her mouth. I was unmoved. My heart was not hardened, I was just unmoved. Maybe she was pretending… why did she not remember me? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;30 minutes into this mild mêlée of emotions, my words calmed her and I found my body close to hers as well… only in comfort. Then she became vulnerable, only because I was. Our physical contact seemed to last longer than her sad wary speech; but I got up to leave two minutes after. I had fulfilled my mission... or had I?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;She walked me to the door, and I gave her another pat on the back, “everything will be just fine...” I muttered, “I promise.” I walked slowly to my vehicle, just for the dramatic effect, letting the stifling heat transform to some helicopter wind from a Sylvester Stallone movie, for me. I turned round and she was there peering with a sad smile… I got in the car wondering if I would be back and what I would be back for. I had to fight this. What will people say when they hear this… if I let those blood covered chambers speak for me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I had locked my heart up tightly, yet my best friend’s ex still rocked my world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&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/8991450930338102439-4368111066193882211?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/4368111066193882211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=4368111066193882211&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/4368111066193882211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/4368111066193882211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/06/since-my-literary-juices-are-flowing.html' title='since my literary juices are flowing....'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-7151336333740851703</id><published>2008-06-11T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T10:06:08.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on adedibu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;“iku to pa ojugba eni, owe nla lo n pa fun ni”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the death of one’s mate is a warning signal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-7151336333740851703?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/7151336333740851703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=7151336333740851703&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7151336333740851703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7151336333740851703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-adedibu.html' title='on adedibu...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-8087749856851223054</id><published>2008-06-05T08:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:49:37.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pondering'/><title type='text'>lines</title><content type='html'>"when does danger become safer than safety?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-8087749856851223054?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/8087749856851223054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=8087749856851223054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8087749856851223054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8087749856851223054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/06/lines.html' title='lines'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-2354356290604171469</id><published>2008-06-03T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T19:19:06.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama in my eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looking back at the beginning of this campaign...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had faith.. still I thot it was impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look how many things tried 2 stand in his way... look at how now... they barely matter... in fact they don't matter at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look how all stupid opposers look....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look how dumb the opponents seem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Obama's nomination gives me a glimmer of hope that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no matter what obstacle I may face, my destiny is my destiny and NO ONE can take it away from me.&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/8991450930338102439-2354356290604171469?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/2354356290604171469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=2354356290604171469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2354356290604171469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2354356290604171469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/06/obama-in-my-eyes.html' title='Obama in my eyes'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-3961126585476502955</id><published>2008-06-01T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T04:37:17.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... this June</title><content type='html'>I pray will be joyful for you and I. Jubilations will not seize and Jesus will be at the head of all our journeys, Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-3961126585476502955?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/3961126585476502955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=3961126585476502955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3961126585476502955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3961126585476502955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-june.html' title='... this June'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-4217580571658133216</id><published>2008-05-21T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T20:02:37.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menmen'/><title type='text'>**sigh**</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I don't want to... but i miss him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so much...  **sigh**&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/8991450930338102439-4217580571658133216?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/4217580571658133216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=4217580571658133216&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/4217580571658133216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/4217580571658133216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/05/sigh.html' title='**sigh**'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-308935562292536396</id><published>2008-05-01T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T08:36:45.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAY MARVELS!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Here's to a merry month of Marvelous Miracles!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;May your prayers be answered according to God's will and may this month bring you lots of good things!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Be blessed always!!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;**ooohhh, i fink yesterday was IceCream Day! I'm getting mine 2day!!! hehehehe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-308935562292536396?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/308935562292536396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=308935562292536396&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/308935562292536396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/308935562292536396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-marvels.html' title='MAY MARVELS!!!!!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-5220307989899586634</id><published>2008-04-21T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T18:06:09.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Judgmental...</title><content type='html'>Today, I was called "JUDGMENTAL"&lt;br /&gt;by not one, but two people.. one of them, a "close" friend..&lt;br /&gt;at the same time&lt;br /&gt;No, it wasn't an attack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I judgmental? I don't want to be....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-5220307989899586634?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/5220307989899586634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=5220307989899586634&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5220307989899586634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5220307989899586634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/04/judgmental.html' title='Judgmental...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-285550071072957915</id><published>2008-04-01T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T07:12:41.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus loves you'/><title type='text'>AWESOME APRIL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Amazing,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;                    Abun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;dant,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;                         Astounding&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Abilities &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                             and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Achievements&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;APRIL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-285550071072957915?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/285550071072957915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=285550071072957915&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/285550071072957915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/285550071072957915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/04/awesome-april.html' title='AWESOME APRIL!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-2137138294062328132</id><published>2008-03-28T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T07:29:43.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>victor angel's lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;9ja Gospel Artist... I'm at work.. and i remember his lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;God no be man oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;for if man be God oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I for don die oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I for don kpeme oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;God no dey use &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;the spirit of man to judge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;God no dey use&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the heart of a man to destroy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;God no dey use &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"the something"&lt;/span&gt; of man to condemn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The ways of my Father is not the ways of men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;God no be man oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;For if man be God oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I for don die oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I for don kpeme oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8991450930338102439-2137138294062328132?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/2137138294062328132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=2137138294062328132&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2137138294062328132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2137138294062328132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/03/victor-angels-lyrics.html' title='victor angel&apos;s lyrics'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-6627690056837901594</id><published>2008-03-21T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T08:00:12.472-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mr. nollege wizdumb'/><title type='text'>Why I fired my secretary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Last week was my birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; and I didn't feel very well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; waking up on that morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I went downstairs for breakfast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; hoping my wife would be pleasant and say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; 'Happy Birthday!', &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; and possibly have a small present for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; As it turned out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; she barely said good morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; let alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; ' Happy Birthday.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I thought... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Well, that's marriage for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; but the kids... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; They will remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; My kids came bounding down stairs to breakfast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; and didn't say a word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; So when I left for the office, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I felt pretty low &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; and somewhat despondent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; As I walked into my office, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; my secretary Jane said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; 'Good Morning Boss, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; and by the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Happy Birthday ! ' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; It felt a little better &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; that at least someone had remembered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I worked until one o'clock , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; when Jane knocked on my door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; and said, 'You know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; It's such a beautiful day outside, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; and it is your Birthday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; what do you say we go out to lunch, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; just you and me.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I said, 'Thanks, Jane, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; that's the greatest thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I've heard all day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Let's go !' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; We went to lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; But we didn't go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; where we normally would go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; She chose instead at a quiet bistro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; with a private table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; We had two martinis each &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; and I enjoyed the meal tremendously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; On the way back to the office, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Jane said, 'You know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; It's such a beautiful day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; We don't need to go straight back to the office, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Do We ?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I responded, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; 'I guess not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; What do you have in mind ?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; She said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; 'Let's drop by my apartment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; it's just around the corner.' After arriving at her apartment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Jane turned to me and said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; ' Boss, if you don't mind, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I'm going to step into the bedroom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; for just a moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I'll be right back.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; 'Ok.' I nervously replied. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; She went into the bedroom and, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; after a couple of minutes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; she came out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; carrying a huge birthday cake .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Followed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; by my wife, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; my kids, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; and dozens of my friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; and co-workers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; all singing 'Happy Birthday'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; And I just sat there... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; On the couch........NAKED."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;okay guys soooo, I didn't write the piece, Mr Nollege Wizdumb, my multi-talented hottie of a friend,  sent it to me... u shud check out his &lt;a href="http://www.nollegewizdumb.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVE A BLESSED EASTER... I'll be back shortly!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &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/8991450930338102439-6627690056837901594?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/6627690056837901594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=6627690056837901594&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6627690056837901594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6627690056837901594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-i-fired-my-secretary_21.html' title='Why I fired my secretary'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-6005298026965652941</id><published>2008-02-28T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:52:53.379-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='h.a'/><title type='text'>Hypocrites anonymous 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;I honestly will not call myself a "scribe" in the true sense of the word.. but i do have "scribe" tendencies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;I do not speak about my writing skills, I speak of my HYPOCRITICAL tendencies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;See, there are MANY things I've done out of naivety, curiosity, sheer ignorance or just total rebellion and I have buried them deep down... so deep down that sometimes i forget... of course I've repented and never gone back to them but there is the one called "the-accuser-of-the-brethren"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;all in all... i do not claim perfection but i strive to it everyday... remembering (as hard as it is) that these "sins" have been blotted out of my heavenly record, by my heavenly Father who loves uncinditionally.. only earthly minds like mine remain scarred and it ought not to be so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;In all this, I have seemingly become a "judge"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;calling people out on their "wrongs"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;forgetting that I too, had baggage that stinks BAD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;A wise friend of mine once said, "the more you cover it up, the more it will stink"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;no lie... thats why theres restitution... I keep going back to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;so i have become judge oh... preaching to the world and condemning them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;so much so that some pple call me SU... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;at some point I started to feel very attractive to sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;because my strive for spiritual perfection is not a silent one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;if you read this, and i have ever made you in the slightest way, to feel unworthy.... please forgive me and know that I only try to protect myself from my strong attraction to "sin" by condemning you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;I have thought several times... "happy are those, who have enjoyed a FREEEE life "of sin" after which they turn to Jesus and receive a full salvation that knows no bounds.. nothing of this world can ever interest them... kinda like New testament Paul" I have also thought, "ah me... struggling to keep my head above water... i haven't "enjoyed the world", I can't go BACK to it.. cos i don't know what "it" feels like... If i ever make a decision to "be of the world" it will be a new orientation for me.... brand new and a real step-down... in the spiritual race.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;I have often thought these things... i have also often envisioned judgment day when God will play our lives on the super huge flat screen... then the world will see my imperfections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;I know i care much about my image, because i care about my message... my message that comes off as hypocritical to some, impossible to others.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;to be continued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-6005298026965652941?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/6005298026965652941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=6005298026965652941&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6005298026965652941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6005298026965652941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/02/hypocrites-anonymous-1.html' title='Hypocrites anonymous 1'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-2982003055547753065</id><published>2008-02-22T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T06:03:29.070-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 yr old'/><title type='text'>a year ago today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I started this blog, unsure of what stories to tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;unsure of what the journey would be like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Today, I feel great about my blog... I haven't blogged every single day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I've had lapses but i've enjoyed blogville IMMENSELY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So I recount my experiences in real life and on blogville since February 22nd, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I had a clique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I thought I had a potential...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I was clueless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I won the Blogville Idols Competition (pinkpeke, time 4 another)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I found some deeply amazing blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Bimby started and finished an excellent book series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Some cool people I know joined and stayed on blogville (Paradigm, Adia, Uch, Undaconstruction, Nollege  Wizdumb- new blogger by the way... HAWT!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I met some outstanding bloggers (Tayo, Laspapi - mentor m, Favored Girl, Princesa, Comrade, Tope, OverWhelmed, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I found some informative blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I uncovered some "open secrets"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I discovered so much about myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I grew up - spiritually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I turned 22!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I stepped on a nail, and had 2 get a painful tetanus shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I let go of a LOT of baggage (still have a little left 2 deal with)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I gained possession of dReAm - my beautiful guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I developed a better relationship with Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I loved (still love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I wrote PLENTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I met new people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I made and broke some promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I divinely received several lucrative business ideas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I made mistakes and fixed some...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I received unspeakable joy (thank you Jesus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The Holy Spirit became my senior partner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm set for the rest of my journey on blogville!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-2982003055547753065?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/2982003055547753065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=2982003055547753065&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2982003055547753065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2982003055547753065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/02/year-ago-today.html' title='a year ago today...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-2734752472261691664</id><published>2008-02-18T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:21:32.720-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my new guitar'/><title type='text'>...dReAm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I now own a guitar.. her name is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I only know of her origin (how i got her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do not know much about her specifics... but Chris is determined that I learn...&lt;br /&gt;this and more&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/8991450930338102439-2734752472261691664?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/2734752472261691664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=2734752472261691664&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2734752472261691664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2734752472261691664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/02/dream.html' title='...dReAm'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-2755349789776748983</id><published>2008-02-14T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T06:08:34.103-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redwineandromance'/><title type='text'>hApPy VaLeNtInE's DaY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude. It does not demand its own way. It is not irritable, and it keeps no record of being wronged. It does not rejoice about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1stCorin.13v4-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Three things will last forever - faith, hope, and love - and the greatest of these is love"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1stCorin.13v13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Dear friends, let us continue to love one another, for love comes from God. Anyone who loves is a child of God and knows God. But anyone who does not love does not know God, for God is love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1stJohn4v7&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;8&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/8991450930338102439-2755349789776748983?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/2755349789776748983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=2755349789776748983&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2755349789776748983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2755349789776748983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='hApPy VaLeNtInE&apos;s DaY...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-3539921926919088753</id><published>2008-02-11T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T06:43:59.351-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kai...lol'/><title type='text'>na wa oh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;a "purer" form&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ver known the feeling of when a feeling is&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mutual… very mutual&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet, nothing. Absolutely nothing can be done about it&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ever known what it feels like to just stare in a person’s eyes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not seeing anything because you both don’t want to&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sit in the same room. Brush palms. Stare longer and longer&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Vertically sited&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eyes, forehead, lips, chin, ears, neck, tummy&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Noticing every mark, curve… even in the dark evening&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then leaving&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Without doing what your senses scream to do&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Because you both don’t want to&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You cannot spoil what you have now –&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;No.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You cannot spoil what may come in the future&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;…May. come. in. the. future&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You both want this badly but&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You love too much &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You care too much to&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mess it up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are embattled by temptation&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So deep, so strong that&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It hurts when you walk away&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You wonder when it will be, if it will be&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;When you both talk, “its” there…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It’s” got to be more than lusting&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So much has happened&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You both are so trusting&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So much so that you know you must not&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mess this up."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'hypocrites anonymous' update coming soon...&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/8991450930338102439-3539921926919088753?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/3539921926919088753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=3539921926919088753&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3539921926919088753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3539921926919088753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/02/na-wa-oh.html' title='na wa oh...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-229307812504878752</id><published>2008-02-10T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T11:49:45.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hYpOcRiTeS anonymous!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;will update soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-229307812504878752?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/229307812504878752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=229307812504878752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/229307812504878752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/229307812504878752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/02/hypocrites-anonymous.html' title='hYpOcRiTeS anonymous!!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-3159789247274371842</id><published>2008-02-08T19:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T19:47:00.697-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote obama'/><title type='text'>Obama for PRESIDENT!</title><content type='html'>Please check out dis video! Very moving!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dipdive.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dipdive.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-3159789247274371842?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/3159789247274371842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=3159789247274371842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3159789247274371842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3159789247274371842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/02/obama-for-president.html' title='Obama for PRESIDENT!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-1936745932850117273</id><published>2008-02-08T08:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T08:53:50.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"WETIN MAN GO DO" VIDEO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Amplifyd video - Wetin Man Go Do is OUT!! on &lt;a href="www.mytruspot.com"&gt;www.mytruspot.com&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="truspotradio.com"&gt;truspotradio.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've seen it! I love it! hehehehhehehehehheehe.. find out why&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/8991450930338102439-1936745932850117273?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/1936745932850117273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=1936745932850117273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1936745932850117273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1936745932850117273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/02/wetin-man-go-do-video.html' title='&quot;WETIN MAN GO DO&quot; VIDEO!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-6273300503768477798</id><published>2008-02-07T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T08:12:32.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muhahahahahahhahahahaha'/><title type='text'>the oThEr SiDe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I don't want you to see that side of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;that side of me, you would never believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;cold heart.. uncaring... NOT caring AT ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;No, i don't want to show you that side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I sincerely don't want you to see the side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;that'll see you crying and NEVER ask why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;and walk away, unshaken, uncaring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I don't want to stop caring... but i'm almost there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I don't want you to see the side that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;never picks up when you call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;that ignores your "pain" and maybe wishes you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;and more pain.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;(muhahahahhahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I don't want you to even smell the side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;so pungent. it reeks of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;malice - the long buried enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;a nasty cold shoulder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;of you in the background, licking sores u created&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Please, stop pushin me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-6273300503768477798?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/6273300503768477798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=6273300503768477798&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6273300503768477798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6273300503768477798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/02/other-side.html' title='the oThEr SiDe...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-9195258640798103785</id><published>2008-02-07T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T06:28:24.027-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asa appreciation'/><title type='text'>ASA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;She has helped me believe even more that you must be yourself  and do for yourself what you want based on your visions and goal... NOT based on what is "hot" or what is seen as "lucrative"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-9195258640798103785?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/9195258640798103785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=9195258640798103785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/9195258640798103785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/9195258640798103785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/02/asa.html' title='ASA'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-1135408601727782142</id><published>2008-02-05T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T13:25:43.972-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DANGER'/><title type='text'>I saw HeR!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;okay.. so I must not be such a terrible person but why do i feel so bad???!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I figured there are some things that must happen in life... these things are good or bad... but i don't want to do "bad" what is defined bad? is it really bad... but why does my conscience tug me so???!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;is it my fault? is it? i think it is.... but i want to blame someone else!! who can i blame? i'll blame Brian.. lol (he's looking over my shoulder as i write this) seriously though....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'll finish this tonight as soon as i receive that phone call.. cos. i don't want anything bad to come out of this, really... a good friend is a great idea but thats all it should be, thats all i REALLY want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;One good friend, with lots in common&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;One good friend, brutally honest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;One good friend, of course its a guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;One good friend, unafraid 2 show friendship yet sensisitive of his girlfriend's feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Just one friend mehn.... it MUST not become anything else!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;AMEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-1135408601727782142?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/1135408601727782142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=1135408601727782142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1135408601727782142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1135408601727782142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-saw-her.html' title='I saw HeR!!!!!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-2617180435746333707</id><published>2008-02-03T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T18:50:59.624-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='con-fu-sion'/><title type='text'>ARRRRRGGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Its not confusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm just finding it hard to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;my responsibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;as a possibility that this is my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;path.... my path to fulfilling destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;maybe. maybe not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm petrified. In the "what if" stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm just sooooooooooo confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and suddenly I wish this blog was anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So i could REALLY pour it all out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and ask your opinion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you who doesn't know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Who doesn't know how phony I really am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Who doesn't me my glaring insecurities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My uncertainties.... I do not know what to do!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm mad at me, for being so honest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;so "nice", not strong enough to pull out, say no, MOVE ON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Even when no love is lost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pray for me, Please.&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/8991450930338102439-2617180435746333707?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/2617180435746333707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=2617180435746333707&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2617180435746333707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2617180435746333707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/02/arrrrrggggghhhh.html' title='ARRRRRGGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-5945050287066612767</id><published>2008-02-01T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:43:14.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"WETIN MAN GO DO" VIDEO RELEASE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/R6PcjzQHOyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3AMGR8htycg/s1600-h/AMP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/R6PcjzQHOyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3AMGR8htycg/s200/AMP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162212105508043554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Baltimore, MARYLAND – Amplifyd Crew will release the much-anticipated music video for the hit song, “Wetin Man Go Do” tomorrow - Saturday February 2, 2008! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With this exciting new development, the organization is showing appreciation to all Amplifyd supporters in the MD/DC/VA areas, as this is where the company has called home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Supporters in these areas have the opportunity to see the video FIRST!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;B-eazy states excitedly, “We’ve teamed up with our friends from Groove Entertainment and the video will be showing exclusively this Saturday night (02.02.08) at the Blu Lounge in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Bethesda&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Maryland&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;!” Doors open at 9pm and there is no cost before 11pm for everyone who is on the guest list. Please do not hesitate to join the guest list by visiting &lt;a href="http://syr.facebook.com/event.php?eid=8402431733" target="_blank"&gt;http://syr.facebook.com/event.php?eid=8402431733&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On Friday February 8, 2008 Amplifyd plans an even bigger release for fans all across the globe, in appreciation for unwavering support over the years. The entire “Wetin Man Go Do” video will be made accessible for streaming on &lt;a href="www.amplifydcrew.com"&gt;www.amplifydcrew.com&lt;/a&gt;.  It will also be available for download on ipods.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In case you haven’t seen the video trailer, please visit this page to be a part of this phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vjc.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=505216814966&amp;amp;oid=2204989523" target="_blank"&gt;http://vjc.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=505216814966&amp;amp;oid=2204989523&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The fun only begins here for Amplifyd this 2008. On Saturday, February 16th, 2008 Amplifyd Entertainment &amp;amp; SoSo Selective will be having the Annual Valentines Weekend Massacre Bash. It will be held at the Mayorga's Café. B-eazy warns, “mark your calendar folks, its gonna be one heck of a night and the fun does not stop here!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For more information on the “Wetin Man Go Do” video release party tomorrow – Saturday February 2, 2008, please contact Temie on 410-493-2799 or visit &lt;a href="www.amplifydcrew.com"&gt;www.amplifydcrew.com&lt;/a&gt; for more information. You can also visit &lt;a href="http://syr.facebook.com/event.php?eid=8402431733" target="_blank"&gt;http://syr.facebook.com/event.php?eid=8402431733&lt;/a&gt; to join the guest list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Amplifyd weekend!&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Nwabundo/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:81pt;" ole=""&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\Nwabundo\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.wmz" title="" cropbottom="10922f" cropleft="11641f" cropright="11210f"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Nwabundo/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: right;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Amplifyd Worldwide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&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/8991450930338102439-5945050287066612767?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/5945050287066612767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=5945050287066612767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5945050287066612767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5945050287066612767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/02/wetin-man-go-do-video-release.html' title='&quot;WETIN MAN GO DO&quot; VIDEO RELEASE'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/R6PcjzQHOyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3AMGR8htycg/s72-c/AMP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-8628188865974244901</id><published>2008-02-01T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T06:16:10.335-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='focus on february'/><title type='text'>Here's to a FESTIVE FEBRUARY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I pray that this month be full of flamboyant festivities for us all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;May we find a reason to celebrate God, Life and Love!!! Amen!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is my Godmother's birthday, I haven't talked to her in like.... I should call her.. I will call her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Five things February will be for you and me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;February will be FINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;February will be FUN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;February will be FLAMBOYANTLY FESTIVE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;February will be FORTUNATE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;February will be FAVORABLE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Prophectically speak into this month and say what february will be for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Fasting also starts today in all R.C.C.G Churches worldwide... this is our year of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAUGHTER&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!! LMAO! LOL!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Peace, Love and God's blessings! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-8628188865974244901?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/8628188865974244901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=8628188865974244901&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8628188865974244901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8628188865974244901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/02/heres-to-festive-february.html' title='Here&apos;s to a FESTIVE FEBRUARY!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-1025801987179812360</id><published>2008-01-31T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T04:21:38.763-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>January 31st</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;A year ago today, I lost someone I could have found to be precious.. It hurts me more cos I never met him... and I was downcast like I almost am now... I'm just wondering why good people have to die.... and I write this to encourage me and whoever else may feel this way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; When we think He can't hear us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;He's not there. He can't see us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;He knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;More than ever how much we need Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;So silently He, uses the gentle breeze to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;dry our eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;and He fortifies us, providing answers to our cries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;  healing for our hearts and strength for our weary bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Because we cannot understand why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;things appear for us so terribly different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;we cannot finger our fault compared to the neighbors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;We must stay trusting because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;  He knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Our daily inner conflicts... more, more than we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;can ever imagine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;He is here. He will be here. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&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/8991450930338102439-1025801987179812360?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/1025801987179812360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=1025801987179812360&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1025801987179812360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1025801987179812360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/01/january-31st.html' title='January 31st'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-8132239905272252754</id><published>2008-01-29T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T19:44:09.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>confirmed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;it is confirmed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;what I feel in my heart is love... there is no way it can be anything else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;what i feel in my heart is LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-8132239905272252754?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/8132239905272252754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=8132239905272252754&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8132239905272252754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8132239905272252754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/01/confirmed.html' title='confirmed...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-6515273029984240817</id><published>2008-01-29T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T09:07:53.492-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizzack'/><title type='text'>a lil' more detail</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i met Laspapi (my mentor!!!) and I attended one of his plays.. it was WOWZERS!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got to chill with some of my cool buds! Hamza is the bestest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nhow, I also wrote a lot, prayed a lot, worked a lot and LOST SOOO MUCH WEIGHT!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This one is to wet your taste buds a lil' ... and its not yet titled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My rebound lasted a year&lt;br /&gt;And it was you&lt;br /&gt;You were not my relationship&lt;br /&gt;Hard as I tried, it only became&lt;br /&gt;clearer and harder&lt;br /&gt;My words fought my actions&lt;br /&gt;my actions fought the truth&lt;br /&gt;You are the truth.&lt;br /&gt;What I meant to do, I didn't do&lt;br /&gt;Could not do. because I&lt;br /&gt;thought I was afraid of&lt;br /&gt;loosing you, hurting you.... I wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;I only know it now - you were&lt;br /&gt;my rebound, baby.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot say I'm sorry because&lt;br /&gt;it will not suffice&lt;br /&gt;It will not clean up the tears&lt;br /&gt;that fell from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Because you ignored the ghostly whispers&lt;br /&gt;and chose to be&lt;br /&gt;defeaned by the silence of my soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;Or our songs.&lt;br /&gt;So many forces fought against this.&lt;br /&gt;I made many promises. To them. Then to you. And me&lt;br /&gt;I was sprung many times,&lt;br /&gt;confused many more.&lt;br /&gt;Heavy hearted with thoughts that&lt;br /&gt;paralyzed me... and they&lt;br /&gt;weren't fun thoughts of you.&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid, you were too.&lt;br /&gt;We lost all confidence and&lt;br /&gt;strenght to pursue&lt;br /&gt;There is a lightness I feel by&lt;br /&gt;my realization and disclosure&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll forgive me and I pray you&lt;br /&gt;find it in your heart to forgive yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-6515273029984240817?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/6515273029984240817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=6515273029984240817&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6515273029984240817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6515273029984240817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/01/lil-more-detail.html' title='a lil&apos; more detail'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-22728297332233812</id><published>2008-01-29T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T06:21:32.336-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy new year'/><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm back.... and no, i haven't lost the will to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Holidays were restful and nice. Bloggers get-together was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;2008 is our year of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;DIVINE JOYFUL RESTORATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;...I'll blog some more later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-22728297332233812?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/22728297332233812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=22728297332233812&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/22728297332233812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/22728297332233812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-7592991936981984213</id><published>2007-12-18T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T22:44:45.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OuDDiE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Off 2 see Tayo, and other bloggers in real life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will see OZ after some years, and Genie hopefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the "guy I like"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will leave in flying metal gear, dressed to impress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Armed to disarm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Praying for a favored trip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God bless Y'all always!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love and God's blessings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-7592991936981984213?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/7592991936981984213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=7592991936981984213&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7592991936981984213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7592991936981984213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/12/ouddie.html' title='OuDDiE...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-8401777868578938240</id><published>2007-12-17T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T08:32:02.659-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese conspiracy'/><title type='text'>the Chinese Conspiracy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What if there was a  Chinese conspiracy... worldwide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One that will affect politics, economics, science, literature, all that makes sense!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What if it was a chemically planned conspiracy... subtle, unimaginable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To attack ALL and sundry and bring embarrassmant to all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What if this conspiracy was brewed and eschewed in fabrics, textile and production?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What if the Chinese produce a fabric, chemically generated to obey scientific commands such as fade, rip, burst open, disappear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What if at the touch of a button, the Chinese could control the world's nakedness... (seeing everything we wear is made in China.. right down to underwear)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What if? What would we do? How will that day be like??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imagine this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New York City, Manhattan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The hustle and bustle, people up and down in fly clothes, shoes, bags, jackets. Catching the metro, in and out if stores, pricing merchandise, the lovely lady having lunch, the old ladies shopping, men in suits heading for Wall Street... everyone on the grind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suddenly like a flash, pink, yellow, black bodies - bare... Everyone is naked and they know it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Someone, somewhere in the orients has pushed the sacred button!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYONE IS NAKED!!!! Stark naked!!!! Abashed, confused, shocked!! All the Chinese fabric - GONE! poof! Gone! People hiding in buildings to cover nakedness, some rushing to the now empty textile stores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The President is NAKED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So is Condoleeza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Babara Bush is naked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oprah is on t.v NAKED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hilary Clinton is naked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Obama is NAKED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone in America is naked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Except few who aren't wearing "made-in-china" fabric... who are these few? No one sees them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Butts, arms, thighs, breasts, scars, birthmarks, various shapes, various sizes... jiggling to hide nakedness... if there was a Chinese Conspiracy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-8401777868578938240?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/8401777868578938240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=8401777868578938240&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8401777868578938240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8401777868578938240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/12/chinese-conspiracy.html' title='the Chinese Conspiracy...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-3372864737076983091</id><published>2007-12-13T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T08:50:25.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CuPiD's TeArS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Was there ever a time I appeared ungrateful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Was there ever a time I pretended, wasn't true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You looked at me in my eyes, and forgave....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I left you, locked you out, ignored your calls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You left messages, sent text messages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For me a coward... I knew....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You loved me, unconditionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The love that made you wait in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That made you cry, when I took you for granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That made you sing to me, for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something you don't usually do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You've broken many rules for me -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now that I think about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know you love me, you always have, you always will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you too... I just have a weird way of showing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not because of all my enviable gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not because you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you because, I can't help it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've never thought of not loving You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loving You makes me happy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It makes my heart beat -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My soul come alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am afraid sometimes, of myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because you are older than me, more experienced...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can I love you like you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and love no one else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love You soooo much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soooo much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are MY essence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The reason I live and exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was made for You, Your pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love the warmth and comfort of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know I may NEVER be able to show my love as You always show Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But  I want you to know, I LOVE YOU!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The day I stop loving you, I will stop living - eternally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-3372864737076983091?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/3372864737076983091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=3372864737076983091&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3372864737076983091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3372864737076983091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/12/cupids-tears.html' title='CuPiD&apos;s TeArS...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-8322982215778815130</id><published>2007-12-07T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T07:59:56.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Surprise of God!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I was supposed to blog about this siiiiinnnceeeee........ The first sunday of this month. Our thanksgiving service in House of Praise was the BOMMMMM!!! (as these young pple say) Nway, the praise was on point, so was the preaching by Pastor Jerry Olcson (I think thats the spelling)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We read from Mark 16: 5-6 and the topic was - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;"The Surprise of God"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Be not afraid. We must live a daily life with the knowledge that God delights in surprising his people. Some examples of God's surprise - Exodus 3 (Moses and the burning bush), Acts 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sometimes surprises are sooo big that when you see it, you will not be able to believe it just like when  Peter was delievered from jail (even the people that were praying for him, did not believe that he had been rescued) I Pray that God will give us all that kind of surprise in Jesus name, Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Let God be God!!!! People should NOT already or try to imagine how God will answer! Do NOT presuppose the way God will enter your situation. Don't try to figure Him out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The surprise of God:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It is ALWAYS UNEXPECTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It is ALWAYS UNDESERVED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It is ALWAYS UNPREDICTABLE     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;....don't try to predict your future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It is ALWAYS UNBELIEVEABLE      &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;....this means, it will BLOW YOUR MIND!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;To receive the surprise of God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Believe that GOD CAN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Believe that GOD CARES!!       &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;....in His heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Believe that GOD BLESSES!!  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ....in His grace, that He will bless you in spite of yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Believe that GOD SAYS!!          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;....in His word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"In order to reach those who aren't being reached, you've got to be able to relate to them" Heb. 11:6, Rom. 10:10 The preacher said this when he was giving a testimony about his experience with drug dealers when he was a policeman some years back....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAY GOD SURPRISE US ALL BEFORE THE YEAR RUNS OUT IN JESUS NAME, AMEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-8322982215778815130?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/8322982215778815130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=8322982215778815130&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8322982215778815130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8322982215778815130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/12/surprise-of-god.html' title='The Surprise of God!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-1861950901082157759</id><published>2007-12-05T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T09:47:21.152-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 &quot;weird&quot; ones'/><title type='text'>7 weird things about me</title><content type='html'>Laspapi tagged me! My first tag ever.. lol, so now that I have a little "break" off work, lemme do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.  I REALLY don't like hurting people's feelings even if its for their own good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.  Chocolate makes me soooooo UNBELIEVABLY happy!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.   I speak &amp;amp; write in parables sometimes (too bad for you if you don't get, there are people who understand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.   My actions DO speak louder than words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.   I am TOOOOO unselfish (its Jesus First,  Others next and Myself last)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.   I look forward to marriage and having as many kids as possible (used to say ten kids... then seven now i'm thinking five... I'm DEFINITELY going to adopt when I grow olderrr)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.   I CAN and I WILL write about ANYTHING!!! (sometimes rather than talk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks Laspapi... I tag Omulu, Adia, Neef, Chizo, DaParadigm, Ozaveshe, &amp;amp;  Yemol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-1861950901082157759?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/1861950901082157759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=1861950901082157759&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1861950901082157759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1861950901082157759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/12/7-weird-things-about-me.html' title='7 weird things about me'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-262369816521979326</id><published>2007-12-02T18:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T18:37:58.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DECEMBER!</title><content type='html'>Here's to wishing everyone a BEAUTIFUL LAST MONTH IN 2007!!&lt;br /&gt;May God bless all your endeavors and continually bless you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Peace and God's blessings!&lt;br /&gt;The Scribe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-262369816521979326?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/262369816521979326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=262369816521979326&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/262369816521979326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/262369816521979326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/12/december.html' title='DECEMBER!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-9004242927847061503</id><published>2007-12-01T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T22:06:55.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in my errrr.... fantasizing moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I was on the bus home one night after class and I was inspired to write "wedding vows"... step of faith towards marriage? maybe... or just my mind doing overtime... lol. ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When God put you to sleep, He brought me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and for this, I am grateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That I searched and I found you, as you found me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to love , protect, befriend, love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have found true love in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because of this, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will be your wife, your friend, your sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your lover, your mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will respect you as my head, revere you like my father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and I will love you above all else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today, I give you my entirety,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything that becomes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because, you and I seize to exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because we are reborn before all as one -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in mind, body, soul and spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you, (first name, middle name, last name) today, always and ever...&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/8991450930338102439-9004242927847061503?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/9004242927847061503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=9004242927847061503&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/9004242927847061503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/9004242927847061503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-my-errrr-fantasizing-moments.html' title='in my errrr.... fantasizing moments'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-677568859474654718</id><published>2007-11-28T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T05:01:35.060-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nenz'/><title type='text'>"Nothing can take my Joy away!"</title><content type='html'>YAHHH!!!! Thats my proclamation!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to www.doveradionetwork.net and they r playing one of my fav. songs -&lt;br /&gt;"Almighty God my Redeemer.. my hiding place, my safe refuge, no other name like Jesus, no power can stand against You. My feet are planted on this rock and I will not be shaken......&lt;br /&gt;ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a part of my JoY!&lt;br /&gt;Nways, one-of-the-best-things-that-happened-to-me turns the big 18 tomorrow!! So this post is dedicated to my beautiful, hot, sexy, blessed, mature, adorable, little sister!&lt;br /&gt;This babe is BLESSED. I always tell her one of the things that fascinates me about her is how she reacts when people do things to irk her ... she doesn't react at all (lol) You have to PUSH those buttons NUMEROUSSSSS times before you get a reaction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my lil' sister and My love, I want to be a good older sister ALL the time!&lt;br /&gt;I remember some of our rare quarrels, (well, not really quarrels, just me yelling my head off most times). I also remember all our chill and gist times! Mehn this lil' sister can be PESKY sometimes! geezzzz.... u don't want 2 get her started when shes in d mood....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were younger, I used 2 tell her stories and she'll follow me everywhere till the story was finished! I cherish those moments, a great deal... My lil' sister can cook!!!! HA! She like trying out mede medes and shes sooooooooooooooooo intelligent and mature!&lt;br /&gt;Not a talkative at all.. until u get her started (lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nene, my love, I LOVVVEEEE you VERY MUCH!!! And I pray that in this 18th year, God will baptize you with His glory and lift you up to greater heights.&lt;br /&gt;God will continue to protect you from destiny destroyers or destiny destroying activities. You will dwell in the presence of God all the days of your life. In blessing, God will bless you. He will bless those who bless you and curse those who curse you.&lt;br /&gt;Academically, you will excel. Spiritually, you will be used for His glory. Indeed, your life will be a testimony and encouragement for the world. You will be great and your entire life will be worthwhile!&lt;br /&gt;No wickedness of man will come near you. All that the Lord has promised you will be yours and no enemy will steal it from you in Jesus name, Amen!&lt;br /&gt;People will look at you and know that indeed the Lord is good and worthy to be praised!&lt;br /&gt;I love you my sweet okon! the only cockroach in my cupboard. I loovvvveeee u soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much! I pray that you will be greater than all your peers ALL IN JESUS NAME, AMEN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-677568859474654718?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/677568859474654718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=677568859474654718&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/677568859474654718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/677568859474654718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/11/nothing-can-take-my-joy-away.html' title='&quot;Nothing can take my Joy away!&quot;'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-6331739654654852346</id><published>2007-11-27T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T09:11:14.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To You -  (you know who you are and I hope u read this...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Since you've given me no reason, even though I've asked. You've pratically forced me to make very very dangerous assumptions. And I will cos. I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know I'm not perfect... I want to be like Jesus... Its hard but I will get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right now, I am ANGRY (well, not really... but i have 2 be angry 2 post this blog well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;______________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think you are VERY jealous that I possess certain qualities you wish u had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are jealous because you see that I am not jealous of what you have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and you know you are jealous of what I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See materially, you are totally balling. I'm happy for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lets be real, spiritually you THINK i'm doing better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So it bothers you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You want to be forgiving, joyful, in love with Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You want to have TRUE FRIENDS (male and female)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deep down you do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But you can't, its not you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and you're jealous that I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're jealous that I love my homeland so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And have made sacrifices so I can stay in touch with the soil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can't make those same sacrifices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You want to, but you can't or maybe you could and pay the consequences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But you don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So you are Jealous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are jealous that I can block you out with my music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jealous that I have changed so drastically and you haven't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because you are always right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because everyone correcting you, hates you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because we are ALL blinded by the same piece of cloth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;woven by someone else's words or your actions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are jealous because I am not afraid of you or anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are jealous because ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't even know why you are jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I mean, you have what you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are at a great place in your life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why do you want to keep me down with your negative air?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why do you feel a need to do these things you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am I the only one who knows its wrong? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO! ClearlyNot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I wish you weren't so jealous... I do because it WILL destroy you. Not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It could destroy everything you've worked for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The more you manifest it, the more I ignore you and do you good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The more you heap hot coals on your head and bring your generations to fiery destruction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, why would you want to do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-6331739654654852346?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/6331739654654852346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=6331739654654852346&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6331739654654852346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6331739654654852346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-you-you-know-who-you-are-and-i-hope.html' title='To You -  (you know who you are and I hope u read this...)'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-7685950266697003062</id><published>2007-11-24T21:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T21:46:58.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New week's resolution...</title><content type='html'>Not checking it for a week...&lt;br /&gt;      so help me God&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-7685950266697003062?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/7685950266697003062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=7685950266697003062&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7685950266697003062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7685950266697003062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-weeks-resolution.html' title='New week&apos;s resolution...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-49280056438680102</id><published>2007-11-23T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T13:11:14.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;my heart is beating soooooooo fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;its not excitement. its fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and guilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;wondering why things are the way they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and wishing that I didn't know -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;what i know that has caused me to wonder why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;am i your ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;what-you-come-back-to-when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-you-feel-like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have seen what i shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;been where i wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;if it wasn't for this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll ask you today&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;i'll ask you till you answer because&lt;br /&gt;i want to know, still&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-49280056438680102?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/49280056438680102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=49280056438680102&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/49280056438680102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/49280056438680102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/11/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-561722475822337701</id><published>2007-11-23T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T06:43:48.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ThAnkFuL</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving...&lt;br /&gt;Should be everyday, every moment, and second of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Should be in our hearts, minds, systems&lt;br /&gt;Should be intertwined in our existence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ALWAYS thankful&lt;br /&gt;for my life, experiences, joys, pains&lt;br /&gt;People - who have in some way or form, taught me&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my inner being&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Spirit that lives within me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for the ability to fall and rise again&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for chocolate - cake, flavored bars, cookies&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for taco bell, starbucks, my aunt's pepper soup&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my mommy's Oha, and EVERYTHING that she cooks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for the love of God that surpasses ALL&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my Daddy and Mommy&lt;br /&gt;My Pastors....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to God, for God&lt;br /&gt;His awesome mercy when I'm sooo not worthy&lt;br /&gt;so not worthy, he still shows mercy. Mercy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for you that reads my blog...&lt;br /&gt;Thankfulness and genuine gratitude do something for the system.. its almost unbelievable, but it works. Lord, please help me to ALWAYS be thankful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-561722475822337701?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/561722475822337701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=561722475822337701&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/561722475822337701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/561722475822337701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/11/thankful.html' title='ThAnkFuL'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-3455899826527057079</id><published>2007-11-21T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T09:40:21.459-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open sores'/><title type='text'>diSeAsE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she doesn't want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but she almost can't help it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; help it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she wants to help it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she doesn't know how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;help her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was a scratch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she hid it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it got infected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;became a boil --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bubbling with pus, mucus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it burst, it healed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not completely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you poked at it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kept poking at it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it opened again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she tried to hide it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you caught her, stopped her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its sore, almost bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shes fighting it&lt;br /&gt;it pains. seriously. sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;help her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-3455899826527057079?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/3455899826527057079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=3455899826527057079&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3455899826527057079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3455899826527057079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/11/unresolve.html' title='diSeAsE'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-4211806792347666655</id><published>2007-11-16T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T06:38:17.037-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apologies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy...'/><title type='text'>"Someday, we're gonna get soo highhhhh"</title><content type='html'>My apologies guys.... Theres sooo much I'm supposed to blog about but I've been SOOOO busy reading my prize, hehehehehehehe..... "Bimby's Book Series", heheeheheh... syke nah, I'm saving it for the weekend, lol... nwayzzz... I had to share this with YOU all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who remembers Lighthouse Family? Chris reminded me of them yesterday and I'm sooooo glad he did!!!!! I grew up listenin to these pple widdout even knowing who they were.... I have to share the videos I remember... Chris sent me the link! Thank You much Chris!!!! I'm soooo happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the links -- its "High" and "Free"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=59LnsrWkyFM&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=59LnsrWkyFM&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=WYAeGh8UnrU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=WYAeGh8UnrU&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know how it feels to find something that reminds you of your childhood -- on the way to school when I knew I hadn't done my homework.... I'll hear on the radio "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I knew how it would feel to be&lt;/span&gt;" or "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someday we're gonna get sooo highhhhh&lt;/span&gt;h" I WANT THE CD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Have a save weekend guys and a wonderful thanksgiving! God bless you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-4211806792347666655?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/4211806792347666655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=4211806792347666655&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/4211806792347666655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/4211806792347666655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/11/someday-were-gonna-get-soo-highhhhh.html' title='&quot;Someday, we&apos;re gonna get soo highhhhh&quot;'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-1805896107407872609</id><published>2007-11-08T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T06:35:46.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ShiLoH 2007!!</title><content type='html'>Mehn, we thank God oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1 - We destroyed "labels" and asked God to Enthrone Our Esther and Dethrone our Haaman (deep prayer by the way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2 - We asked the Holy Spirit to deal with problem supervisors @ home and abroad; then we asked the Holy Ghost __ to break every chain that is binding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3 - Wonder what God has in store... I'm excited and YOU shud be too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come find out at House of Praise, 6101 Moravia Road, Baltimore MD 21206&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you as you come!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-1805896107407872609?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/1805896107407872609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=1805896107407872609&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1805896107407872609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1805896107407872609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/11/shiloh-2007.html' title='ShiLoH 2007!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-1986832129268446255</id><published>2007-11-05T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T06:26:23.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeEp  Ur  HeAd  Up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  sMiLe  On  Ur  FaCe  &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  sOnG  oF  pRaIsE  iN  uR  hEaRt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm listening to P2's new album.. very nice, thanks Chris Akinwale Olley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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/8991450930338102439-1986832129268446255?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/1986832129268446255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=1986832129268446255&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1986832129268446255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1986832129268446255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-5202113653057240510</id><published>2007-11-02T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T06:45:50.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE JESUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I LOVE THE LORD SOOOOOO MUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESUS, I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAYYYYYYYYYYY more than I can express!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JESUS!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JESUS!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JESUS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JESUS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JESUS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JESUS!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOOOOVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEE  JESUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&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/8991450930338102439-5202113653057240510?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/5202113653057240510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=5202113653057240510&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5202113653057240510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5202113653057240510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love-jesus.html' title='I LOVE JESUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-7529163606175179963</id><published>2007-10-31T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:01:23.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a LoVeLy NoVeMbEr...</title><content type='html'>is what I wish you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Days, Warm Days, Joyful Days&lt;br /&gt;and smiles to fill your every day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all, always!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-7529163606175179963?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/7529163606175179963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=7529163606175179963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7529163606175179963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7529163606175179963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/10/lovely-november.html' title='a LoVeLy NoVeMbEr...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5351147064422555745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5351147064422555745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-8313460247626484836</id><published>2007-10-23T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T08:35:04.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the GIFT of a man...</title><content type='html'>See many times, you and I get caught up with -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing we had this and&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to do this or&lt;br /&gt;Be that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have, She does or He is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gift will make room for me&lt;br /&gt;Just as the Bible says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know my conclusion as to why I can get jealous sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;Simple. (I'm sooooo working on it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I may not love myself enough. See, when you love urself and God wayyyy beyond anything, you will love others too. Now what does loving others have to with anything?&lt;br /&gt;Love conquers ALL. If I love you, I won't even think of myself when you have something that could make me jealous... make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My flesh is not totally dead yet. Flesh =  Sin, jealousy is a sin... Just like sometimes situations or people make you lie, same thing for jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;For instance, Have you ever been in a situation where you feel like someone just shoves stuff in your face, knowingly or not? As in... you could swear the person was doing it intentionally.  For example again... lol,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Two weeks ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Wow, I'm getting old oh and I'm not even married... I need help&lt;br /&gt;B: Eyah.. don't worry, God's time is the best. What is Fred saying now?&lt;br /&gt;A: Fred? mehn, don't mind him oh, he's still taking his time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(to A, gesticulating and all)&lt;/span&gt; Oh my Gosh!!! A, Philip proposed!!!! Like geezzz, I was sooo freaking out when he got on my knees.. BAM look at my diamond!!!!! It shines!!! I love Philip so much, he's like the perfect guy... after only 3 mnths, he proposed... wow! I'm so happy&lt;br /&gt;A: Wow, i'm happy for you too oh&lt;br /&gt;B: Yes, thanks and we're flying to Paris for a small wedding so you can't even come... chai, but there'll be a small get together when we come back&lt;br /&gt;A: Thats nice&lt;br /&gt;B: I'm soooo happy and to think i'm just 22... God is soo good, wow... when i look at how many of my mates, mehn bla bla bla (voice trailing off.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your flesh is dead in this situation, TRUST ME you wudn't even think about it to feel pity on urself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-8313460247626484836?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/8313460247626484836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=8313460247626484836&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8313460247626484836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8313460247626484836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/10/gift-of-man.html' title='the GIFT of a man...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-5168804548276178899</id><published>2007-10-11T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T09:05:49.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dream'/><title type='text'>...and she thought i was bee.essing</title><content type='html'>On the bus ride to work this morning (an hour late.. need to work on my schedule), I began to reminisce on my "humble beginnings" with going to university, interacting with all the different people and with the male folk... I was evaluating my years... My 16th year - wonderful year, innocent naive freshman, wonderful world. I'm grown, I love meeting people, asking questions, I act, I sing, I get INVOLVED... My 17th year - wonderful year, a bit challenging cos. my lil' secret (age) is out of the box.. need to fight for respect not to be seen as immature, I have an on campus job, I'm extremely focused on school.... My 18th year - WOW!!! I opened my first bank account... I'm happy 2 be LEGAL! My 19th year... hmmmm, why do I call it my worst year? My 20th year, I graduate... I'm soooooo GROWN now... still getting there, becoming the person God wants me to be... Now 21, a 2nd yr. MBA student... I'm grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my 16th year was NOT widdout drama... me being me, Its VERY easy for me to make friends.. I became friends with this young lady who was a couple years older than me, she nearly convinced me that I was "young and stupid" of course there was a boy invloved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this friend or should I say course mate from 9ja, we met again in yankee and of course, became realy friendly, normal toasting stuvs... I liked the guy but I sooooo wasn't and I'm still not into the whole boyfriend girlfriend thing widdout the goal and focus being marriage, so this guy is my brother now... and I love him so much, as a matter of fact, I've been adopted into his family - back 2 d story... so this my "mature friend" thought I was head over heels in love with the guy and was trying 2 hide my feelings for who knows what reason...&lt;br /&gt;It didn't change the fact that I would still go out of my way to do things that I will go out of my way to do... It made me laugh (on the bus 2day) to think how funny it was that this chick nearly gave me an uneraseable complex.. Thank God for deliverance!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember how I used 2 react in anger and let the anger take the best part of me and not even feel bad about it... THANK GOD FOR DELIVERANCE OH!!! Mehn, sometimes we REALLY need 2 look back on how far God has brought us, not just financially but in every aspect of life! I can proudly say, that He is molding me, shaping me to become a better person everyday. Thank You Jesus!!!!! Wow... as  i write i remember more... If i continue I wudn't get any work done so... I'll stop here with the reminiscing and tell you all my dream last nite... hehehehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I dreamt that Omulu was sleeping in the parlor, I think it was night and the sliding balcony door was open to let the cool breeze in... I think i was there with her... And there was a sudden downpour of rain! SERIOUS RAIN... she had washed her clothes and they were spread / hung on hangers outside... while omulu was heavily asleep, i watched as the rain fell and i was too lazy to stand up and shut the door until an avalanche of rain poured into the house.. i quickly got up and went to shut the door, then I noticed that the wind was blowing our clothes away and I began contemplating whether to remove the ones that hadn't been blown away....&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly another heavy wind came by so I rushed to rescue the rest of the clothes... but I realy wnated 2 go downstairs and get the rest.. I was worried that they'll become mixed with mud and some of them were white... I also was concerned that my umbrella will be blown away in the wind so i didn't go outside.. i decided I'll go when the rain stops and then she can soak up the whites again...&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up to a COLD morning... Its cold 2day in Bmore.... I wonder what my dream means... can't wait 2 tak 2 my mommy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a GREAT weekend guys!!! though 2day isn't Friday.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-5168804548276178899?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/5168804548276178899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=5168804548276178899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5168804548276178899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5168804548276178899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-she-thought-i-was-beeessing.html' title='...and she thought i was bee.essing'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-3289877443690653670</id><published>2007-10-04T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T07:55:03.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nwando the dreamer...</title><content type='html'>Thats what I'm about to become for reals... I had another dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember it in details cos. I woke up IMMEDIATELY and prayed SERIOUSLY... Then I slept and had another dream.. lol, maybe an effect of what I watched last night before I slept and what I talked about too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on TBN, they were showing this program - "The Lazarus Phenomenon". You know the story of the beggar called Lazarus (in the Bible) he used to beg on the street , by a rich man's house and dogs would come and lick up his wounds. The rich man never helped him.&lt;br /&gt;One day Lazarus died and Abraham took him to heaven, of course he was comfortable no more pain and sorrow. The rich man also died and unfortunately went to hell. In hades, he looked and saw Father Abraham and Lazarus in heaven so he begged Lazarus to give him some water cos. he was tormented in the flames. Father Abraham said it was not possible. The rich man also begged that they send someone to his family to warn them of the torment in hell, but that request was also turned down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The premise of this show was to indeed prove that Halluciantions and Imaginations and Dreams were very different from "near death experiences"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show, showcased people that had died and come back to life. One of them was a Nigerian Igbo man. He was a Pastor, a Christain.&lt;br /&gt;He was interviewed along with members of his family, the morgue owners, and church people. His story paraphrased:&lt;br /&gt;On wednesday, he had a quarrel with his wife and the wife slapped him. (Now we all know the pride of a man, moreso of an African man) Anyway, she begged for forgiveness and he ignored her. He was going out on Friday, got in a motor accident and died (He showed a copy of his death certificate, signatures and all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit realm, he met up with an angel (I started watching late so I dunno what happened before) and the angel took him to hell and told him that thats where his supposed to be. He was alarmed, crying he said how could it be? he's a Child of God and bla bla. The angel reminded him that when he was in the ambulance he was begging God to forgive him of all his sins when he had refused to forgive his wife. The Igbo man said that he knew that nothing could have stopped the Lord from sending him to the terrible lake of fire. He said it was INDEED TERRIBLE! While he was there, thousands of people were being thrown into. He said, it IS A VERY VERY VERY VERY AWFUL AND TERRIBLE PLACE. The angel said he was going to be sent back to the world, as tha last warning for people to repent and avoid the lake of fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile on earth, he had been sent to the morgue. But his wife wanted his body back in Lagos in the church cos. she believed he will come back to life. Her father inlaw refused. In the morgue at Onitsha, the owners wanted the body out because "strange things" were happening. According to the guy interiewed, "its a dangerous job" he said singing was coming our of the dead guy's room and he wasn't comfortable with the body being there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family was contacted and the wife came immediately. There was a Reinhard Boonke Revival going on at the time, the wife decided to go there cos. she believed he husband will be revived if Reinhard prayed for him. They couldn't get in to see the man of God, she was pushed and shoved eventually they had to go to the back of the church.&lt;br /&gt;There, they took him out of the coffin and started praying for him, it was a lot of people, while they were praying, he started breathing but his body was still stiff, then he jumped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man (Daniel) didn't know what was going on, it seemed to him like just a few minutes he had been gone, but he had actually been gone for 3 DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking myself and YOU, do You care where you go when you die?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-3289877443690653670?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/3289877443690653670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=3289877443690653670&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3289877443690653670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3289877443690653670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/10/nwando-dreamer.html' title='Nwando the dreamer...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-1445219208960091060</id><published>2007-09-28T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T21:32:26.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>"It won't end in the way that you feel,&lt;br /&gt;Christ will come like a thief in the night"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt from Jeremiah Gyang's - &lt;em&gt;"It Won't End"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-1445219208960091060?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/1445219208960091060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=1445219208960091060&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1445219208960091060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1445219208960091060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-1633914397551929427</id><published>2007-09-26T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T08:39:49.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's OPEN HEAVENS</title><content type='html'>Thats my daily devotional... Heres what I read dis morning --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;TOPIC - FIRST RESURRECTION SAINTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Memorize: "Blessed and holy is he that hath part in the first resurrection: on such the second death hath no power, but they shall be priests of God and of Christ, and shall reign with Him a thousand years" (Revelation 20:6).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;READ: Revelation 20:5-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many Christians have asked at one time or another if every born again Christian will go to heaven. Those who believe in the doctrine of eternal security - that is, once saved forever saved, would say, "Yes" to this question. But when we look into the Bible, we will see certain stringent conditions that we must satisy if we must go to heaven.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They include: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Obtaining a genuine born-again experience, living a holy life and being without blemish, spots or wrinkles&lt;/span&gt;. These are tough conditions because Jesus Christ is holy, perfectly holy. He is the head, while born-again Christians (the Church) are the body. The head is about to be joined to the body so that there can be a complete form. For there to be a flawless blend of head and body, the body should be as holy as the head, hence Jesus Christ said in Matthew 5:48: "Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All born again Christians who satisy these conditions will go during the rapture - Christ's second advent. The Bible calls this activity the "First Resurrection"&lt;/span&gt;. According to our reading, those who take part in this "First Resurrection" will be married to Jesus in the air and will NEVER be sent to the lake of fire (which is the second death).   They will reign with Jesus for 1000 years on earth during the millenial reign. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But after the rapture, there will  be lots of born-again Christians who failed to meet with heaven's requirements, those left behind.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Churches will still be full then. Several pastors who are left behind will preach while several evangelists who were left behind will organize crusades, All born-again Christains who were left behind will now have to contend with the mark of the Anti-Christ. That will be second round. They will now have to stand for Jesus, endure the worst torment ever and resist the mark of the anti-christ. In the process, they will be killed as they will have to pay for their salvation with their own blood.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As they are martyred, they will finally end up in Heaven as the Tribulation saints, but will not be a part of the bride of Christ. I shall not be a tribulation saint. It shall not be easy to serve God onearth during the period of the anti-christ. Now you are free to worship Christ yet you are complaining. How easy will it be for you to serve Him during the Great Tribulation when it will become a crime to do so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Strive now to be part of the First Resurrection Saints!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ACTION POINT: Ask God to uproot anything capable of hindering your qualifying for the rapture. Ask the Holy Spirit to have His way in your life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Doesn't this kinda explain my dream a little... I'm thankful for this passage I read today.. I'll be back for more. REMAIN RAPTURABLE!&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/8991450930338102439-1633914397551929427?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/1633914397551929427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=1633914397551929427&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1633914397551929427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1633914397551929427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/09/todays-open-heavens.html' title='Today&apos;s OPEN HEAVENS'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-8174577139854748526</id><published>2007-09-17T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T08:10:03.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dream...AGAIN</title><content type='html'>There's this dream I've had so many times.... in different variations. Sometimes I wake up scared, today is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I was at some kind of dinner thingie; me and C.T (sat 2gether) and some other people sha, Nigerians and others. After a while, of sitting down and eating (i dunno if we were eating I know we were seating on some long tables, dinner party style); there was like a break and every one stood up to mix, mingle, use the bathroom, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did too and I was by the passage way talking to G.Fem about some business, next thing, this light skinned, handsome man walks past me staring. I don't know who he is but there is a familiarity, an eeriness almost. His eyes are like greenish or sth, sha not black. I hide my face and then it clicks for some STRANGE reason that the guy is the anti-Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rush to my table and pick my bag... I look around for C.T and he's no where 2 be found. Instinctively, I know that the anti-christ has come to make pple take the mark. So I run right out of the place, G-Fem chases me and I tell him my new discovery, he follows me and we run 2gther but I'm waaayyyyy ahead of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we exit the building, we see all these SWAT team pple, police cars... and everything is sooo eerie! They r looking at us weird and I'm racing down the street, which is like downhill. We run into a somewhat residential area, the streets are totally empty and dark, the SWAT team pple r following us now - lights, dogs, men on bikes, its not noisy at all but i know they are following us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run into a more residential street and start jumping over fences and clothes lines, I think I'm trying 2 find my house in the dream... G.Fem is still kinda far. Then I hide in a corner, there is a dog and a cat outside watching me hiding. I see the bright flash light of one of the searchers, he misses me and I don't know what happens next....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I find my way into the house and pack some things, I don't know but I definitely wasn't caught...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bothers me about this dream is - why was I even there when the anti-christ came? Why was he looking at me like that? Why didn't d dream start when rapture took place?&lt;br /&gt;I've prayed hard, but I'm still scared. I don't want to miss heaven, I don't want to suffer in eternal damnation, moreso I don't want to suffer to preserve myself from taking any mark. I want to be found rapturable when Jesus comes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God please, please please please please please please please Oh Lord, remove from my life, every sin, every thing that will not allow me to make heaven. Lord, I want to ascend to heaven when You come like a thief in the night. Please Lord, don't let me suffer now on earth and still not make heaven!!! Please God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, please understand the gravity of this, a time will come after the righteous pple (I will be one of them in Jesus name) are gone. During this time, a wicked man will rise up and rule the whole world... Notice how the world is becoming smaller, u can know everyone, reach everyone with phones, fcbk, myspace... It is possible that one man can physically take over this world. he will be terrible and force pple to take the mark of the beast (with this mark you are surely going to hell when the anti-christ's reign is over) But it will be REALLY tough for pple who refuse to take this mark, thats why I want to go when the trumpet sounds... God please HELP me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 come back with Bible references so u guys know its NO joke at all, I'm just petrified....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO MAKE HEAVEN! When d trumpet sounds...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-8174577139854748526?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/8174577139854748526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=8174577139854748526&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8174577139854748526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8174577139854748526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/09/dreamagain.html' title='The Dream...AGAIN'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-8367763885938185889</id><published>2007-09-15T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T06:11:02.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>G.O.S.H</title><content type='html'>Gosh... I don't know mehn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an excellent time in Orlando, didn't make it 2 d Holy Land but we did get 2 Disney World Resort; specifically House of Blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno mehn, It was okay, weird.... Big Tigger was MCing, Shaq was there, Collins Metu was taking pictures... And God only knows which other "stars" were present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people may not see this as a big deal and probably think I'm fanatical but I REALLY feel weird... I've been trying to do only things that glorify God and I'm wondering how He felt by my presence at the House of Blues... I just feel it wasn't the best way to say thank you for all His mercies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please forgive me! I reject the accuser of the brethren in Jesus Name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused again... I'm worried, I think. I can't talk about it now because I really should be MORE focused on other things (u probably have an idea what this new issue might be).&lt;br /&gt;Arrrrggggghhhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to call Omulu and Adia, I can talk 2 them, they can listen, pray with me and give me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; advice.. Thank God for sisters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-8367763885938185889?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/8367763885938185889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=8367763885938185889&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8367763885938185889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8367763885938185889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/09/gosh.html' title='G.O.S.H'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-6179251456744943894</id><published>2007-09-12T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:21:54.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Orlando..</title><content type='html'>It reminds me of Lagos, its hot indeed. I'm grateful because God is merciful.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot my suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called me, he knows what he's been doing... he knows its wrong, he's probably going to read this... he's going to change and try to stop... thats important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He text me, yesterday and today... weird I know....&lt;br /&gt;He had a LOOOOOONNNNNNNGGGGGG conversation with someone, I really want to know the outcome... will I? I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;He's thinking about what the next few months have to offer..... what does that mean? Am I s'posed 2 be worried, not if I'm trying to make this MBA work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love God so much... my love for Him has given me this unexplainable confidence that everything will be just fine! I'm not shaken about ANYTHING! Though sometimes a glance at others may intimidate me, I shake it off and beg God for forgiveness. I am truly blessed. I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just text me again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-6179251456744943894?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/6179251456744943894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=6179251456744943894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6179251456744943894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6179251456744943894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/09/in-orlando.html' title='In Orlando..'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-5040780604832422413</id><published>2007-09-09T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:38:22.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bLoWn...  ...aLmOsT</title><content type='html'>It all began about 2 years or 3 years ago....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A phone call, phone calls, reflections, questions, company, disappointment...&lt;br /&gt;Oh... family, church, friends &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt; disappointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not mine, yours... Its sad cos. I have a feeling you're trying to rub it in, are you?&lt;br /&gt;Thats REAL mature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know I can be soooooooo clandestine  &amp;amp; elusive sometimes.... I don't even know how to react to this, I have 2 be sure first what exactly is going on, not like I'll spend sleepless nights trying to figure it out - NOPE! I'll wait till you're tired of errrrrrr... beating about the bush and acting confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I still don't want it. you. them... Not the way you think, Not at all... Don't make it worse for yourself. Really. Stop flashing your green light, I'm not interested.&lt;br /&gt;Here's what you're doing: you're "innocently" doing "these things", then saying something else. Quite unfortunately, you're pulling my Daddy into it. You seem REALLLLLLLY confused, when I act normal, you act like I'm acting abnormal reminding me of the other things you're saying, not the things you're doing. Am I making sense?"&lt;br /&gt;Do you have something to say to me? If you do frikking spill it out! I have a very good mind of telling you what I really want to, but I don't want to hurt your feelings.... again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm venting because of ALLLL the B.S you've shoved in my face in form of your "good intentions" I'M TIRED OF YOUR SO CALLED GOOD INTENTIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So, I have made some decisions... very important, maybe rash decisions.... unfortunately against you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm being dramatic, maybe its hard to believe the "innocence" of your gestures considering they began after the initial accost... Now you've got my family involved... you know, its not normal for them (other contenders are VERY familiar with the end point of over familiarity - its never an issue, because they know how far they should go. Do you?)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its not normal for them, hence its hard for me to explain to them and now to myself. I should congratulate you though, the buried questions from '04 or '05 have reared their ugly heads a couple of times this year... thanks buddie, you've done it again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my decisions is I'm NOT going to let you intimidate me, confuse me or make me ask myself questions... you don't deserve that time of day! U don't. U don't. U don't!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Deep breathe... Have a wonderful week guys!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-5040780604832422413?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/5040780604832422413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=5040780604832422413&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5040780604832422413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5040780604832422413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/09/blown-almost.html' title='bLoWn...  ...aLmOsT'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-43729158351385077</id><published>2007-08-25T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T21:11:16.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief.. or?</title><content type='html'>So now I'm not like sooo entirely glad about this but its kind of a relief...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because I'm only thinking about myself cos then I'll seem like one of those greedy Nigerians who have embezzled Nigerian money in dollars BUT&lt;br /&gt;Because I was very afraid of how this process will actually take place.. how detrimental it may be and how many people may suffer as a result of not so much as the implementation of this new plan but will suffer because of lack of education -- illiteracy maybe... they may not understand the plan...&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't know if i'm making too much sense... but I was afraid... then  mad cos I thought it was a bad idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much later, I discussed with some very smart &amp; more experienced Nigerians including my mommy and the economics of it all made sense but the implementation part was SUSPECT! It seemed VERY VERY FAR REACHING, almost impossible!! It took me (an intelligent MBA student) days of pondering and research to see some positive sense in it talk less of what / how much it will take an illiterate pepper seller...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, even though I feel bad that this has been stopped (temporarily I think), I'm also relieved; now Nigerians have time to make any preparations if necessary and maybe even reconstruct their thinking and reset their minds given full explanation of Soludo's proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit a Nigerian News website for more info. on this... Apparently, Soludo's proposal has been torpedoed because he did not consult the President before making the announcement... (rumour has it that he was called to order by Northerners)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politics in Nigeria WILL change... SOON!&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, someone is trying to protect something by protesting this supposedly good plan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A BLESSED WEEK GUYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-43729158351385077?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/43729158351385077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=43729158351385077&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/43729158351385077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/43729158351385077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/08/relief-or.html' title='Relief.. or?'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-7181987605473931423</id><published>2007-08-20T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T17:38:15.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOOOOO FrIkKiNg IrRiTaTeD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>ARRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooooooooooooo MAD!!!!!!! What d hell??!!!!! I'm feel like tightening someone's throat till their tongue comes out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay... that scene is gross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT still.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHYYYYYY??? WHHHYYYYYY??? Do Nigerians in power always come up with ways to make me sooooo mad!!! They keep tempting me 2 pray bad prayer 4 them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please oh!!! has anyone else heard about this new plan to "Dollarize our Naira"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it even make sense? How can Soludo propose to change the naira so ONE DOLLAR equals ONE NAIRA, TWENTY FIVE KOBO as in $1.00 = N1.25!!!?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIDICULOUS I tell u! I am appalled! When I first heard it, I thought it was a joke! Now I'm reading it.... U should read it too, maybe I'm too riled up to see the economic benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, basically what they're saying is they are removing two zeros from our money so that N50,000 becomes N500, as in an item that costs N50,000 will now cost N500... same value, same item... basically N50,000 is the new N500!&lt;br /&gt;I'm upset because I don't think it makes too much sense too me, its all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could google it to find more news, but here are some links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thisdayonline.com/nview.php?id=86830"&gt;http://www.thisdayonline.com/nview.php?id=86830&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-7181987605473931423?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/7181987605473931423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=7181987605473931423&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7181987605473931423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7181987605473931423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/08/sooooo-frikking-irritated.html' title='SOOOOO FrIkKiNg IrRiTaTeD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-7233903374927269665</id><published>2007-08-11T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T15:09:47.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RaMbLiNgS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"Someone once told me that girls like me end up with jerks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A sociology / psychology major, he went on to explain the mechanics of his statement, shedding light on case scenarios, psychological theories and real life statistics. I thought he was trying to hit on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lately or since 'this' , its been one criticism or another, one  "sign"  or another. I'm NOT confused or worried, I'm just wondering if I'm supposed to be worried.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;feel me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"She doesn't know why but she thinks he's the one" LAWL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Just because a girl of marriageable age is totally inexperienced with relationships doesn't mean she is doomed, or does it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;There are sooo many common sense things, the problem is some of them just don't make sense anymore. Like this posting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know jare...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;How is it possible that there are soooooooooo MANY glaring signs - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;PULL OUT!!!  PULL OUT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Yet, yours truly remains strangely obstinate, like there's sth to hold on to.... is there really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"My friend once told me that God cannot change man's will"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;True or False? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"What if your will is harmful to you", I asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;My friend said, "God will put you in a position that'll force you to change or will or put situations around you that'll make you change your will, and you must change it if you are wise" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I have to pray against the Spirit of stubbornness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Okay people, its been REAL.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-7233903374927269665?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/7233903374927269665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=7233903374927269665&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7233903374927269665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7233903374927269665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/08/ramblings.html' title='RaMbLiNgS...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-5871701689483154540</id><published>2007-08-09T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T09:35:02.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GrAtEfUl!</title><content type='html'>I have heard stories, read stories about people, places, events. Sad, Eventful, Dramatic&lt;br /&gt;And I am grateful for MY story, my life, the legacy in the works that I will leave behind for generations to come.&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for my sense of self, life, pride, generosity&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for my current level of spirituality, for the path I have chosen to take&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for my Father, my Mother, My sisters - Omulu &amp;amp; Adia, My brother - theloveofmylife&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for the many Aunties and Uncles that have affected me:&lt;br /&gt;- Aunty Uju, Aunty Enu, My Godfather Barrister Nnamdi, etc, etc&lt;br /&gt;I am very grateful for Pastor Alawode, Pastor Adekoya, Pastor Bola, Pastor Oyewole, Pastor Jackson, Sis. Fash, etc, etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ultimately grateful to God for placing me at this place I am now. And Lord please help me not to disappoint you in anyway at all.&lt;br /&gt;Lord please be in my eyes and in my seeing&lt;br /&gt;In my ears and in my hearing&lt;br /&gt;Be in my head and in my thinking&lt;br /&gt;In my mouth and in my speaking&lt;br /&gt;Lord please be at my end and at my beginning, AMEN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-5871701689483154540?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/5871701689483154540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=5871701689483154540&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5871701689483154540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5871701689483154540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/08/grateful.html' title='GrAtEfUl!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-2529457814687101802</id><published>2007-08-07T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T00:38:48.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Errrrrrrr.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OYM – So you’re Nigerian?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;dScribe – Yes Sir&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OYM – Which part of &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Nigeria&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; are you from?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;dScribe – I’m Igbo from &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Anambra&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OYM – Oh, I’ve been there…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OYM’s friend – ah Onisha (with Yoruba accent)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;dScribe – That’s actually my town&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OYM – It’s a terrible place (turns to friend starts speaking Yoruba, then turns back to me) Igbo people are very greedy, they can do anything for money, even kills for money (gesticulating)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;dScribe – really? That hasn’t been my personal experience though. I lived in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Onitsha&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; for six years, its quite dirty though but all the Igbos I know are pretty generous and open. My father is not greedy…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OYM – (turns to friend and they’re speaking Yoruba, my phone rings, I pick up, talk briefly and hang up then I turn back to them)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;dScribe – Yes? You were saying?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OYM – I was just telling my friend here, that you are not a true Igbo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;dScribe – (at this point I’m boiling) really? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OYM – Yezz, you can’t be a true Igbo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;dScribe - And why is that? I lived there 6 years, speak my language well, eat my food, go home every Christmas. How am I not truly Igbo?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OYM – Because a true Igbo will take offense to my statement&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;dScribe – No sir, I’m very open-minded. Everyone has views about everyone, as Christians we shouldn’t take it to heart. Do you know what they say about Yoruba’s, Sir?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OYM – What do they say, is it not mgba ti gba ti?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;dScribe – No sir, they say you are all shady, cowards, diabolical, pretentious, smile in the face – kill in the back, the cause of the fatality in the Biafran war.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OYM – (staring at me stupidly in stupor)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;dScribe – Yes sir, but you see the Igbos are very bitter about the current state of affairs in the Igbo communities at large. I’m currently reading Biafran books by Yoruba leaders to educate myself and educate others in the long run.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OYM – (goes into a historical chatter about the war, then tells me he knows I’ll be a great leader, we exchange cards…)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;MY COMMENTS  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am a strong believer that every problem has a root cause. To the offender the cause is never a big deal; to the offended the grievance is indeed grievous and sometimes absolutely unforgivable. For instance, Patricia is angry with Steve because he took her chips without asking. Steve doesn’t think it’s a big deal because he planned on telling her anyway, she’s angrier about his indifference and lack of remorse, he maintains its bygones, besides its not that serious.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Patricia is very sensitive and almost petty, she stops talking to Steven anymore, she feels she’s being taken for granted and disrespected.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wish the tribal issue in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Nigeria&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; was that simple, or better still – nonexistent…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;QUICK QUESTION: More members of his family love his ex, if Efe wasn't in the picture, there's a probability that his ex and him will get back together... What should Efe do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;BE BLESSED Y'ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-2529457814687101802?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/2529457814687101802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=2529457814687101802&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2529457814687101802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2529457814687101802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/08/errrrrrrr.html' title='Errrrrrrr.....'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-5070892502700808039</id><published>2007-08-01T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T14:54:01.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eighth month blessings'/><title type='text'>AUGUST 1ST</title><content type='html'>Here's to wishing EVERYONE of you a BLESSED MONTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know its going to be blessed for everyone of us. Today, I read that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;God's power is MADE PERFECT in weakness&lt;/span&gt;. Also that Eagles don't run away from a storm, they face the storm and allow the wind to make them soar high! Unlike other birds that run to hide when there's a storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage all of us to be like the Eagle this month and face every storm with bravery, God's power and the faith that the Lord has filled us with... We CAN conquer all forms of difficulty with a positive attitude, prayer and praise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a WONDERFUL August, and let your August visitor bring loads of Goodies, Amin!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-5070892502700808039?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/5070892502700808039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=5070892502700808039&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5070892502700808039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5070892502700808039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/08/august-1st.html' title='AUGUST 1ST'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-6063965937544921327</id><published>2007-07-31T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T21:07:05.666-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tetanus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabs'/><title type='text'>TeTaNuS sHoT...</title><content type='html'>My people!!&lt;br /&gt;How far now? How is everyone's week going?? I hope its great...mine is too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errrrrrr, yup! Great,  I said despite....&lt;br /&gt;Going to the doctor's earlier today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in Yankee for five years and I never even smelt a hospital up until this year...&lt;br /&gt;First my friend's mother had to sleep in the hospital for a day and we went to see her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, remember some postings down, when I told u I stepped on a nail? I thought that after the traditional applications stuvs, it will all be over... little did I know&lt;br /&gt;So my foot kept hurting: Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday - I got mad and prophesied to the leg, Thursday - I forgot I had an injury till late at night, then I looked down and saw the swelling with yellow stuff in it (ewwwwwwww!! I know) Was a bit alarmed so I called my Big sis.... big mistake!!&lt;br /&gt;This chick started going off with all the dreaded threats. You know how older sisters are, I Love her very much though.... but she was talking about how I need 2 go 2 d hospital or else she'll make a call to Nigeria (I dread health talks from my mother and father.... the fear, the guilt and the final judgment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nway, i said i'd go... yeah right!!! As I hate hospitals, doctors, medicine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - my pops calls me at 7a.m - Here comes the lecture!! Ah Ahn!!! for like 5 - 10minutes, I love being doted on but oh boy come talk say I fit die! Then I became depressed and a bit upset, I'm like "so this people really think that threatening me and filling me with fear will make me go 2 d hospital, story!!"&lt;br /&gt;Then my mother calls when the day really breaks, she's d nice one... at first. Did i say nice? I meant calm but she subtly put a large amount of pressure on me mehn, I no go lie. I was quiet all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut the long story a lil' bit short&lt;br /&gt;-After she arrives I promise I'll go.... errrmmmm, excuse was I need a ride. She almost beat me yesterday for not going ah!!! Then I finally went 2day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.J and Neef went with me, before we got there YinkzPerricus was telling me an "easier" way to solve my problem. Catch a Cockroach, put it on the area and plaster it... hmmmmm. Nway, we were waiting for 3hours plus!!! Imagine!! We had a lovely conversation though, mainly re: Half a Yellow Sun, (will blog about this on a day I'm feeling Biafran) Just when I was delightedly about to cancel, reason: "I have to go back to work"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor (my pop's friend) said they were ready 4 me. Ahn!! They INJECTED ME!!! Blogville, ME!!! A WHOLE ME!!!!! On my upper left arm, the doc had the nerve to smile and laugh!&lt;br /&gt;I will have to do a conversational posting of the experience, since I've completely blabbed and rigmaroled on this one... Point is,&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten my TETANUS shot.... have u gotten yours???&lt;br /&gt;Lol, have a great night people and Stay Connected to God!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Peace, one love, something dey definitely happen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-6063965937544921327?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/6063965937544921327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=6063965937544921327&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6063965937544921327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6063965937544921327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/07/tetanus-shot.html' title='TeTaNuS sHoT...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-5742145274671766587</id><published>2007-07-28T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:12:09.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='h a r a j u k u   stuvs'/><title type='text'>HaRaJuKu StYlE...</title><content type='html'>Wish I had pictures to show y'all... HARAJUKU STYLE brought to you by Kelz and Neef was OFF THE CHAIN if you ask me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of it, I thought I was going to cry!! She actually pulled it off. It was a huge success in that It actually held and people actually showed up and the models actually modeled and the dj was actually off the hook and people actually enjoyed the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought? After ALL the hassles, doubt, harsh talk, silent beef, more doubt... who would have thought that this would be possible.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a HUGE lesson tonight, if you are determined to do something, with the right kind of support from God and whoever He sends, you CAN do it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets look at it this OTHER way: Young Diva's (Neef, but I love to call her Seun) first project was well, a first project like any other first project - lots of hitches, lil' bit of in-house disorganization, financial mishaps,etc etc... Depending on the set measurement of success, maybe even conviction of negative variation.&lt;br /&gt;But i must commend my young friend because many just think of ideas but never implement them for fear of failure... or whatever else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to things that were done but could be done better next time (I truly learnt A LOT tonight)&lt;br /&gt;- Firstly, draw up a tentative budget, including space for miscellaneous charges. Make sure your budget covers as much as possible and is feasible. Then, draw up capital and have cash in hand before proceeding.&lt;br /&gt;- Secondly, be on the same page as your co-organizer ALWAYS!!&lt;br /&gt;Preferably organize face to face meetings to ensure full clarity and do not implement changes without conferencing with your co-organizer.&lt;br /&gt;- Thirdly, delegate ALL responsibilities beforehand and always have a back-up plan. Arrange for dedicated go-fers and reliable partners.&lt;br /&gt;- Fourthly, to avoid an estranged situation, always maintain a positive  attitude.&lt;br /&gt;- Fifthly, if you try a certain tactic and the results are not favorable, try something else.&lt;br /&gt;- Sixthly, Do not trust anyone entirely, make alternative arrangement. Strive for the best and don't totally expect the best from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;- Lastly, smile, and be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest girl, I know you're going to read this... This is a BEAUTIFUL start for you and I know you are on to much GREATER THINGS... I can see it in your biography already...&lt;br /&gt;" Her first production was Harajuku Stlye in July, 2007. This lovely lady has shattered the bars of fashion, modeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; fashion, she is enterprising, ambitious, focused, dedicated, aggressive, ............."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off the sleep... gnite bville!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-5742145274671766587?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/5742145274671766587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=5742145274671766587&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5742145274671766587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5742145274671766587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/07/harajuku-style.html' title='HaRaJuKu StYlE...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-2457641769237323862</id><published>2007-07-28T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T14:46:24.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The LOVE OF MY LIFE!!</title><content type='html'>(with radio presenter voice) Now presenting to you fellow members of blogville....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mommy just arrived with my lil' brother aka the love of my life!!!&lt;br /&gt;The boy is sooo tall and handsome now, BUT he's skinny as i-dunno-what. I don't know if I looked that skinny when I went 2 boarding school but shoo, the boy lost mad weight!!! I hope he gains it ALL back before he goes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've missed the lil' homie so mush mehn, we've got a lot of catching up to do on school boys... and girls (hehehehe) and the razz folk in our area. He insists on hanging his DSLite round his neck (a constant reminder that the only games i ever purchased for him are errmmm... more than 6 months old, lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother. GOD WILL BLESS HER FOREVER!!!!!! Gosh!!! I'm sure Adia and Omulu will concure mehn, dt lady is HAWT Fire!!! Apart from the fact that shes looking really good these days, she purchased MADDDDD stuff for us mehn as in not one, not two, not three but FIVE ankara dresses for just me oh, plus a lil' shirt dress and some jazzy blouse from my designer uncle. My sisters got maddd stuff too of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then enter the food section... Okay no suya but this lady had the fried goat meat going, fried snails, kilishi, kokoro, GALA, my indomie (thats a constant), some Togolese snack, some hausa soft spicy groundnut thing (really can't remember what its called), akihausa (yes!!! who wuda thot?... brings back memories from Federal), FunTime Coconut chips, Chocomilo, Milo, stuff for making pepper soup, Papparazzi Magazine for Omulu (theres a pix of Tminx in it), Vicks Lemon Plus and they now have Apple Plus...imagine??? It tastes aiight though, Adia begs to differ, errrmmmm my babadudu (u know that locally made coconut sweet joint? And she made some Oha soup... Gosh I LOVE MY MOMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God continue to bless you for us and continue to put LOADS of money in your hand. You will never lack any good thing. You will NOT spend your money on sickness or death. The Lord will order your steps and place you high above all in Jesus Name, AMEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooooo happy!!! I have a busy week ahead of me but I know I'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;HARAJUKU Style has begun and I'm late but I'm on my way... of course I'll be rocking one of new Ankara outfits (Baltimore is NOT ready for this, lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...ooohhh I gatta blog about the guy who makes my clothes in Tejuoso market, lol....&lt;br /&gt;Atta guys!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-2457641769237323862?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/2457641769237323862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=2457641769237323862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2457641769237323862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2457641769237323862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-of-my-life.html' title='The LOVE OF MY LIFE!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-7627891871401842876</id><published>2007-07-24T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:43:15.414-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d&apos;banjwiddoutshades'/><title type='text'>for Bobby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I got this off of Katung's pictures... Its d KokoMaster widdout shades, he still covered his eyes with a hat a lil tho' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy... lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/RqbZpziELWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AC37Wcr_5ZA/s1600-h/dbanjwiddoutshades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090995741019876706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/RqbZpziELWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AC37Wcr_5ZA/s320/dbanjwiddoutshades.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-7627891871401842876?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/7627891871401842876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=7627891871401842876&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7627891871401842876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7627891871401842876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/07/for-bobby.html' title='for Bobby...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/RqbZpziELWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AC37Wcr_5ZA/s72-c/dbanjwiddoutshades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-5203038587814564881</id><published>2007-07-22T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:10:07.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on farts and my left leg'/><title type='text'>SiLeNt BoMb stuvs...</title><content type='html'>Couple of things I need 2 let blogsville know...&lt;br /&gt;I guess the most pressing is my current predicament...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the release of intestinal gases through the anus" (now I feel fineboy's pain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I really haven't consumed that much food today but my issues started with a can of coke, after church (i usually don't down dark colored sodas) Today was different, ask me why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nway, so it was a paddy's birthday yesterday and we all went out 2 eat today. There's no need to give off the names on the guest list, maybe some other time... Nway, before we got 2 Applebees, I was already having silent symptoms of non-toxic release - meaning no odor....&lt;br /&gt;Until I consumed that spinach shrimp salad and a HUGE glass of virgin pina colada (i couldn't drink it all sef)... I must say, the salad was REALLY good it had bacon bits in the vinaigrette dressing... it was quite delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I was done eating, I felt it... OH NO!! Not in the presence of these 5 PEOPLE!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Then it slid out silently... still no odor... great!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so we all got outside and we started Part 2 - the gisting part of the evening, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;no signs of toxic stuvs (good good, I'm still safe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden after the final goodbye and brief argument on who was going to drive back, it was time to get in the car... the two gentlemen I was with made a quick joke and God knows it wasn't that serious BUT I made it a mini-big deal out of it ONLY BECAUSE I felt it AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;This one felt like a BIG one...&lt;/span&gt; there was no way I was getting in the car until I release...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Then I did.... it was peaceful, slight sound and MEGA TERRIBLE odor&lt;/span&gt;, lemme not go too deeply into it, but I lingered a little, then finally got it the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;OH NOOOOOO!!! I smelt something and no one was speaking&lt;/span&gt;, I thought it was my silent bomb.... but we already left the parking lot!! Then I remembered someone had taken their food out cos. they couldn't eat it all, thats the smell I perceived!! Relief....&lt;br /&gt;My rep is safe until one of them reads this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay cos I'm in the mood, I gatta tell u guys what happened 2 me on Saturday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;See my church had our annual picnic to honor 2007 Graduates!! My sister was one of them, thank you thank you MBA stuvs!!!! Shout Out 2 Omulu!!! I was SOOOOO proud of her!! Sorry, I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO proud of her!!! Yeah, EAT UR HEARTS OUT HATERS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nway, so the picnic was fun, I busied myself with my lil' baby she's almost 2 years old. She's SUCH  a sweetie!!! (Okay she's not mine mine but I love her sooo much, she's my choir director's baby) So, I gallivanted a lil', ate around a lil' then I decided 2 rest a lil'.&lt;br /&gt;While resting, a church elder asked me to get something... Thats when YAWA GASSED!!!! BIG TIME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, I DID NOT see that nail abi na thumb-tack, that joint went into my side heel so fast and see me tryna form fine babe, I dunno where the tears came from, Some man beside me just pulled it out. I didn't even see the person... that was just the beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a seat on a nearby bench nursing my leg, by now a mini crowd of concerned church members were around me asking whats up... Next thing, some mommies came and said they need 2 use a knife handle and hit on the spot!! Haba!!! I never see this kin thing b4 oh!!! Okay, I sha let them... It hurt and I managed.... still forming hot babe, mehn I was still wiping tears and swishing my hair to the side as I was sobbing bcos of pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing oh, they said they need to perform some stuvs or else the next day I won't be able to walk!! "Ehn??? I must go 2 church 2morrow", I thought to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Nway, one of the mommies came and explained that they will put hot knife and hot oil on the spot, it will pain me now but it will not pain me 2morrow... HOT KNIFE AND HOT OIL ke????&lt;br /&gt;lol, they said it will pain me TO MY BRAIN!!! but its only temporary.... I don't think I understood the full meaning until I saw the smoking knife!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Exorcist moves mehn, I was WAILING and SERIOUSLY STRUGGLING in front of all the fyne brothers and sisters that cared to watch the drama. I don't even know who and who was holding me... THAT JOINT WAS PAINFUL!!!!! Jesus!!!! Mehn, I have never seen this type of thing in my life!!!&lt;br /&gt;After I fought and fought, they said "the knife is cold", IMAGINE??? They went to heat it up for round two with the oil!!! Another one????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See me begging!!! I said no, its okay... I'll be fine... Lai lai, all these nurses and mommies HELD ME DOWN  and put the HOT oil... No more ajebutter in this, the tears were just flowing I didn't even bora 2 wipe it, until they finished HA!!! My God!! One of my choir sisters now cleaned it with alcohol and put a band aid on it...&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can EVER forget that experience in my life!!! Chai!!! Its all good sha, my left foot is healing now, I still afraid to place it fully on the floor cos it still hurts a lil'. I still haven'yt prayed on it, I'll do that tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Peace Out blogville... I'm  expecting my moms and the love of my life this week so I'm soooo excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I've been feeling extremely cynical lately about my recent mortal surroundings, and things have been physically falling into place to further buttress or reinforce my feelings (they're slowly becoming beliefs... as in truths....) Will blog about it later.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a GREAT WEEK blogville!!!!!!!!!!!!!! God will be with you all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-5203038587814564881?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/5203038587814564881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=5203038587814564881&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5203038587814564881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/5203038587814564881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/07/silent-bomb-stuvs.html' title='SiLeNt BoMb stuvs...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-4715910886020468497</id><published>2007-07-20T20:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T21:10:08.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My TeStImOnY!!</title><content type='html'>There was a time when I used to struggle (concerning certain issues) with the lil' green eyed monster Ugo once blogged about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a terrible period.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed and prayed and prayed for it to go away, it seemed like it never would&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Being the ever supportive, guiding, listening light;&lt;br /&gt;All around me failed to see the darkness that was eating from within&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I suffered incredulously&lt;br /&gt;You suffered too,&lt;br /&gt;Only you didn't notice cos the green eyed monster wasn't yours to fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,&lt;br /&gt;I detached myself&lt;br /&gt;unconsciously first, then mentally, physically&lt;br /&gt;Enough to admit&lt;br /&gt;that this wasn't the me I wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was confusing, I tell you...&lt;br /&gt;The time when the monster would rear its ugly head&lt;br /&gt;It was a confusing situation&lt;br /&gt;Because he would force me to question -&lt;br /&gt;the lives of my colleagues, contemporaries&lt;br /&gt;As if we were born on the same day&lt;br /&gt;As if our destinies are to compete&lt;br /&gt;he forced me to place myself on a level so low&lt;br /&gt;A facade of a pedestal of where I ought to be -&lt;br /&gt;emotionally, and financially, and mentally, and socially, and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I testify that I'm -&lt;br /&gt;F.R.E.E&lt;br /&gt;Free of the nagging ugly fellow&lt;br /&gt;telling me to weigh, compare, contrast and --&lt;br /&gt;Lapse into a momentary state of "un-nwando-ness"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am F.R.E.E&lt;br /&gt;because I am basking in contentment&lt;br /&gt;As warm as I want it to be&lt;br /&gt;I know I am in control&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;I am not fidgeting&lt;br /&gt;Not twisting my fingers or stammering&lt;br /&gt;Not irritated at the sound of his laugh, her squeal&lt;br /&gt;Not dealing with that old be-S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am F.R.E.E&lt;br /&gt;to stand, scrutinize, love, laugh, suggest&lt;br /&gt;I am F.R.E.E enough to&lt;br /&gt;be considerate, unselfish, genuine, unhateful, true&lt;br /&gt;F.R.E.E enough to be conscious enough to&lt;br /&gt;help you - who needs to hear my Testimony...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-4715910886020468497?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/4715910886020468497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=4715910886020468497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/4715910886020468497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/4715910886020468497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-testimony.html' title='My TeStImOnY!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-8538401542374106495</id><published>2007-07-18T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T06:55:57.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...aFtEr 7 DaYs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;After 7 days, I decide to write more about my KoNfUsIon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;After 7 days, a lot has changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;After 7 days, I've been through soul searching, soul searching and resolve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;After 7 days of comparison, reflection, maybe regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;After 7 days of admonishment, maybe punishment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;After 7 days, I am still KoNfUsEd but S.U.R.E that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;After 7 days, I have one conclusion and I will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; change it after 7 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is for all the concerned readers of my blog. Lemme start by saying I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRULY&lt;/span&gt; appreciate ur nosiness and concern hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so, I was confused (was I?) about two certain fellas ...both fully &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MM&lt;/span&gt; and professing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;(scroll down to see what the code means lol)&lt;/span&gt;, but both also have certain qualities that could immediately X them from the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; equation.&lt;br /&gt;We are talking about spirituality, family background, errrrmmmm maybe physical appearance (including speech, toucheness vs razzness), talents, personal goals, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tackled my momentary confusion by dealing first with what is most importnat to me at this time concerning spending the rest of life with someone (of course I was greatly influenced by the marriage seminar at my church and the experiences I have had in my life so far)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Man must be SPIRITUAL!!&lt;/span&gt; As in, its not a joke at all. I want someone who is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPIRITUALLY MATURE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I know nobody is perfect but I can't be co-captain of a boat with a captain who leaves all the steering for me, Nope!! No can do!!! I DO NOT want any form of mediocrity regarding this matter and I WILL NOT settle. Its almost like I'm warning myself but I do know that I hate Satan and the devil certainly does not like me. So as much as these two brothers are all that and some more - physically, mentally, financially and so forth, they also GATTA be all that spiritually too. Bible talk say, "Son of Man, know thyself!" Dude must know himself VERY WELL and I must know too!&lt;br /&gt;While I don't know too much about spirituality and my current potentials. I am very willing to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. All the other things come in second, so while I am not limiting myself to a focused, dedicated, hardworking, u-are-my-everything, Daddy-look-alike (it'll be nice if he had all my pop's good qualities) fella. I am also very wary of mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not so confused anymore. I am actually at peace, content and chilling.&lt;br /&gt;I pray for Patience and God's leading as I continue in this valley of MM toasters... I also pray against the spirit of Error in my life and the lives of all of us!! God be with us all!!!! AMEN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MM&lt;/span&gt; - (if u didn't already figure it out) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Marriage Material&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Marriage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-8538401542374106495?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/8538401542374106495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=8538401542374106495&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8538401542374106495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8538401542374106495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/07/after-7-days.html' title='...aFtEr 7 DaYs'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-6989744867702203673</id><published>2007-07-07T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T06:53:52.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>07.07.07, Just had 2 write smn on this PERFECT day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-6989744867702203673?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/6989744867702203673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=6989744867702203673&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6989744867702203673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6989744867702203673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/07/07.html' title=''/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-4102394364111442062</id><published>2007-07-06T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T16:43:06.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am I not close to that perfect time, that perfect day?&lt;br /&gt;Do I not love the perfect number? Wasn't I born on that perfect day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-4102394364111442062?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/4102394364111442062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=4102394364111442062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/4102394364111442062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/4102394364111442062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/07/am-i-not-close-to-that-perfect-time.html' title=''/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-8004193042287175564</id><published>2007-07-02T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T08:42:59.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>We DiD iT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>We are WINNERS!! We are CHAMPIONS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;What a way to start a a fresh half of a new year!!!! its 7.07!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is becoming my mantra: I'm GRATEFUL!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I pray everyone has a blessed month, May God be with you in all you do and order your steps and bring helpers your way, Amen!!!&lt;br /&gt;Uche, u know I couldn't have done this without u!! And Adia and Omulu....God bless YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed one and stay connected to the Tree of Life!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I Love You all!!!!!! BUT God loves you more!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 LOVE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-8004193042287175564?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/8004193042287175564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=8004193042287175564&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8004193042287175564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/8004193042287175564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-did-it.html' title='We DiD iT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-7002946046815840096</id><published>2007-06-29T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T08:09:11.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The GrAnDe FiNaLe...</title><content type='html'>Thank YOU!! Thank YOU!!! Thank YOU!! EVERYONE!!&lt;br /&gt;This love has been extremely mind-blowing... I am totally GRATEFUL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its finally OVER, well almost... This 1st production of Blogville Idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, Mimi obviously has great fashion sense and a WHOLE LOT of fans...&lt;br /&gt;I have... well? I'm not sure anymore... This was supposed to be FUN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddendly, its crunch time, can I handle the pressure???? No one likes my last performance... Dave Chappelle will get a kick outta this "when keepin it real, goes wrong" performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping my head up tho' Its not over, till its over.... Come 2 think of it, I've had it pretty smooth since the beginning of this competition. This is my 1st and final opposition!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dear lovers and haters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the show continue and Let the best woman win!!!! Thanks for all the love mehn, Omulu and Adia and all the "UNSHAKEABLE" fans... I'm incredibly emotional rite now, geez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, VOTE 4 DSCRIBE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-7002946046815840096?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/7002946046815840096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=7002946046815840096&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7002946046815840096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7002946046815840096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/06/grande-finale.html' title='The GrAnDe FiNaLe...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-2627488785997248418</id><published>2007-06-26T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:19:05.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Chicala...</title><content type='html'>Heres a link to Banky's myspace page...  &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/banky"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/banky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has other REALLY hot songs, I think Ebutemetta is the third or fourth song playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also you can download it free here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&amp;ufid=42B9A6A80ECFC56A"&gt;http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&amp;amp;ufid=42B9A6A80ECFC56A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-2627488785997248418?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/2627488785997248418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=2627488785997248418&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2627488785997248418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2627488785997248418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/06/for-chicala.html' title='For Chicala...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-1163472344997558851</id><published>2007-06-25T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:15:43.883-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='only two will remain'/><title type='text'>VOTE FOR ME!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey fellow bloggers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just listened to Banky's version of the Rhianna song. His is called Ebutemetta. I REALLY like it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I practiced that Rhianna song oh, chai!!! Nway, its the final five, after this session only two remain... Will I be in the top two???&lt;br /&gt;YES I WILL!!! Only if YOU vote for me!!!!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah mehn, I'm enjoying dis and I continue to give kudos to PinkPeke Productions for their outstanding stuvs and Ugo also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enjoy my rendition of "ella ella" by clicking on the Blogville Idol Contestant Icon and please VOTE fer moi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all my great friends, fans and family that have been ever soooo supportive!!! Thank you sooo mush!!!!&lt;br /&gt;One Love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-1163472344997558851?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/1163472344997558851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=1163472344997558851&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1163472344997558851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1163472344997558851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/06/vote-for-me.html' title='VOTE FOR ME!!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-6367636326106708959</id><published>2007-06-24T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T14:51:28.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some people are always criticizing me'/><title type='text'>SoMe sPeCiAl SuNdAy!!</title><content type='html'>My My My...&lt;br /&gt;Today's service was OFF THE CHAIN!!! I attend an R.C.C.G Church around where I live and its a WONDERFUL congregation, we always have excellent men and women of God come to preach (e.g. Rev. Adeboye) and my Pastor - Pastor Dapo Oyewole is the realest, funniest, down to earthest Pastor I have ever seen. He's not afraid to tell the truth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, he preached on the topic: "His Purpose"&lt;br /&gt;The main text was taken from Romans 8 vs. 28, but the focal story was the story of Joseph's plight from Genesis 37  to the end of Chapter 41.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both evil and good work together for our Purpose, the purpose God has for our lives. Like Gold passes through fire to be refined, God lets us pass through fire so that we can come out purer and finer to achieve our purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can happen to a child of God without the knowledge of God.&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING in your life (failures, mistakes, disappointments, joys, pains, etc etc) is working for your good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we need to be determined and refuse to give up.&lt;br /&gt;"Your determination to get to the top will propel you to your success." At times, life is not fair but you must NEVER allow the words of others to bring you or keep you down. Also, don't try to help God (like Sarah did by asking her husband to take Hagar) wait patiently for Him instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annointing Attracts Attacks.&lt;br /&gt;Some people believe that after accepting Jesus, everything in life becomes smooth... False!&lt;br /&gt;The devil tries to kill our dreams through other people. Therefore associate and surround yourselves with only people that'll encourage you. God's plan and purpose for your life WILL DEFINITELY come to pass!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A GREAT WEEK PEOPLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, I gatta post my notes from Church on Tuesday. Pastor Anslem Madubuko preached...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-6367636326106708959?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/6367636326106708959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=6367636326106708959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6367636326106708959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/6367636326106708959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/06/some-special-sunday.html' title='SoMe sPeCiAl SuNdAy!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-7561214269274186887</id><published>2007-06-22T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T06:35:48.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodmorning Jesus...'/><title type='text'>Good morning Jesus!!!</title><content type='html'>I had a GREAT night's sleep, despite all the things that "should" be bothering me... I'm MEGA GRATEFUL!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay soo today's post is titled &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GoodMorning Jesus&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have u woken up in the morning, first thing in the morning, stretched and said &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Goodmorning Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely? And said Goodmorning with all your heart and meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See sometimes we get so caught up with coffee, morning email, the person that slept beside us the night b4, running late to work, complaints, e.t.c, e.t.c. And we FORGET to give the most minimal form of thanks to the one who made our waking up possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know some people don't believe in Jesus, in God, the Holy Spirit, in the Lord of Hosts, the Unbreakable breaker, the Unshakeable shaker, the One who loves UNCONDITIONALLY, the One who forgives sins and heals EVERY wound or disease... Eyah, you don't know what you're missin; Well today is not preaching day BUT I have 2 say, God deserves all the praise - look at all the beauty around us, even in all the chaos, He still finds a way to put a smile on our faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know there is NO scientific proof that God doesn't exist... if you don't believe in God who / what would you believe? -- oohhhh, I have the answer  you would believe ANYTHING!! How sad... Okay lemme save the preaching for another day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know God likes when we praise him, he really does...it makes Him happy. You are NOT any better than the person who died last night or the person who lost their job and got evicted or whose house got foreclosed.&lt;br /&gt;You are not better than the people who were denied visas or who fell into the hands of 419ers or wicked people. You are not any better than friendless, familyless, (both not by choice), lonely people. You are not any better than the deaf, dumb, blind or crippled. All these people even find reason to say &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Good morning Jesus&lt;/span&gt;, what about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, attribute your good health to the food you eat (and tell me how the food got here), attribute it to laws of nature (which were instituted by who); no, attribute it to yourself (I am a good person) LAWL... really???&lt;br /&gt;Pray, lets not get into that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why not just say "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Good morning Jesus&lt;/span&gt;" when you wake up in the morning. Why can't you just thank Him that your abode did not burn down the night before and the whole of Nigeria didn't catch fire the night b4. A little bit of gratitude and recognition out of your mouth will definately make Him smile.&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus smiles, great things happen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just say it with me... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Good Morning Jesus&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it didn't hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more time, "Thank you Lord for letting me wake up hale and hearty this morning, to you be ALL the praise"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, one more thing - VOTE FOR DSCRIBE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-7561214269274186887?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/7561214269274186887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=7561214269274186887&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7561214269274186887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7561214269274186887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-morning-jesus.html' title='Good morning Jesus!!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-896923488884738777</id><published>2007-06-19T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T10:47:26.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FriKKinG PiSsEd OFF!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes! I am highly irritated, disgusted, ANGRY at the current situation in Nigeria. I mean what the CRAP????!!!!! I'm so angry I could actually SERIOUSLY SLAP a guilty politician in this mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is so frikking hard to get??? Why are people soo frikking selfish and so stupidly wicked and ignorant??? Its driving me nuts!! I'm tried of hearing about the woes in that country, tired of seeing stupid ass rich stinky greedy people only getting richer because of "their connections"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of seeing the beauty and bruhaha thats not even real. Frikking fake facade of a life people are living when in the same place some more are dying, suffering. It is stark madness!! And please don't gimme that "all fingers are not equal" total B.S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now someone, someone smart, please explain to me... why is there about 2 be a strike in Nigeria? Why is petrol N75.oo per liter? Why is there no regulation, no organization?? All these so called smart, even "God fearing" people in politics, tell me whats really good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its making me REALLY angry, the type of discomfort indigenes from a "FREE" country suffer. All the natural resources God blessed us with, all the smart and talented people God has blessed us with.... Because of the greed of one man or many, see all the chaos??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will not be good for the enemies of collective progress in Nigeria. As they steal, cheat and exploit they are laying sharp blades of vengence for their children and generations to come.&lt;br /&gt;I'm frikking tired of all the workers of chaos in Nigeria.... if ur deal is to cause commotion and keep the good for urself, let commotion fill ur life and generations to come and all the "good" u think u are acquiring will only bring pain and sorrow to your life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very pissed off as you can probably tell...but if anyone reading knows any politician that is looking out only for himself and his family; you berra warn them because their joy is only for a short time... great things happen when true Christians pray in ANGER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-896923488884738777?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/896923488884738777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=896923488884738777&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/896923488884738777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/896923488884738777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/06/frikking-pissed-off.html' title='FriKKinG PiSsEd OFF!!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-1972159145830490752</id><published>2007-06-19T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T06:16:56.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>vote 4 me!!!!</title><content type='html'>Have u voted 2day??? U gats 2 oh!!! Please click on the blogville icon beneath, it'll take u 2 d page u need 2 be!!! Thank You!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-1972159145830490752?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/1972159145830490752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=1972159145830490752&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1972159145830490752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/1972159145830490752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/06/vote-4-me.html' title='vote 4 me!!!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-2605440053146944514</id><published>2007-06-17T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T21:37:42.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pops'/><title type='text'>My MuSt ReAd!!</title><content type='html'>In five minutes, Fathers Day 2007 will be over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of thots going thru my head with regards to everything going on in my life now. I've been watching TBN for a couple of hours - their Father's Day show and LOTS of things are coming to mind plus I just read Chidi's last posting (shes an excellent blogger) and more things are buggin me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so Myles Munroe was talking about the importance of a Father and in many ways I could relate cos I have the BEST FATHER in the World!!!! HANDS DOWN...&lt;br /&gt;He's the hottest, the funniest, the sexiest, the most focused man I know. He is a planner, you know the kind of person u'll look at and go, "wow, he's really wealthy" just because of the way he carries himself and plans his life. He such an encourager, very very understanding too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Father is a spiritual head also, he doesn't play with God, prayer, religion, spirituality and he's a health freak, man... always tryna put someborri on a diet. Oh and the man can TALK!!! He does a good imitation of EVERYBODY!! He's just sooooo coool, never a dull moment even in down times. I LOVE MY POPS MEHN!!! Espeacially his little talks, sorry not little cos oh boy no dey talk for few minutes, I think I got my talking skills, humor and singing skills from him. He used to sing in a band when he was younger apparently he was a baller. He paints and has a whole scrapbook full of newspaper cartoons that he did for major newspapers when he was in college. He's always been down 2 earth, a hard worker too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention he's hawt?? Yeah, by the way I look just like him (thats what everybody says). He's a dresser too mehn, the guy is just too much.... too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way he toasted momsie....&lt;br /&gt;See my moms loves COKE, as in if u need 2 bribe the lady, give her coke... &lt;em&gt;I know, I don't get it either&lt;/em&gt;, I mean how can smn love coke so much? But anyhoo, while she was at Uniben when popsie was toasting her... u know now, at first she was fronting, she and her cousin dissed him very well cos. they said he used 2 feel as if he was all that... and momsie too is a hawt mama, yellow boys were toasting her that time too. Anyway oh... so whenever popsie is coming to visit as per, he was a baller, he would buy a crate of coke and some Plymouth bread -- a famous bread (comes in rolls) that momsie absolutely loved (they still make it oh, me i don chop am the thing sweet) She ALWAYS had a crate of coke under her bed in college. Mehn, the tin dey trip me as in 9ja toasting levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nway.... the main reason why i started to write this blog is cos.... (okay, brace urself guys some of u are gonna be disgusted...)&lt;br /&gt;Its really because I feel ready to be married. I mean no pressure but at some point I started feeling like what else is there to do? I mean, I know like self deevlopment and bla bla but its the same ball game, same challenge, nothing new to look 4ward to. Oh I have been laughed at because I'm one of those very erm... "4 marriage only" people and I haven't been in anything serious for fear of God-knows-what, so its kinda like... "marriage??? girl, u are not ready". Well maybe I don't act or seem ready, deep in my mind I am...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, bla bla marriage is bla bla bla... who really knows first hand until they get into it. Experience &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; the best teacher. My parents are 10 years apart and they are IN LOVE with each other, its sooo mushy its almost annonying. Momsie married at 23 or so and she met him like 5 0r more years b4.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage whether early, late or otherwise WORKS! For me though, its the earlier the better. I am such a huge believer in marriage I bet it pisses people off. There are certain things I think couples will do better as opposed to things done single handedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wonder... as much as I love my pops, will I compare him with every dude that tries 2 talk to me? And if I the dude doesn't gimme as much attention as my pops does (even in d toasting stage) will i run away?? Hmmmmmm.....?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to chill though, because right after graduation last year (I was 20) I said I was going to be married by the end of this year (LOL, na magic??).&lt;br /&gt;By the beginning of this year, I was like okay, God just show me the person at least cos. with this whole Masters runs of course I can't pull it off, so lemme just meet the person.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm at the "whatever" stage.  Jesus take the wheel!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and nobody should even judge me oh!!! I know I'm still young but LEAVE me!! Everybody's path in life is different!! We all make DIFFERENT choices and its not up to any one man to say whats right or wrong (Only God and Jesus and Holy Spirit and the Holy Bible) and that goes for everythang!! Thanks for reading and please keep voting the Scribe and please help me pray that my voice will be restored. Thanks....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-2605440053146944514?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/2605440053146944514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=2605440053146944514&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2605440053146944514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/2605440053146944514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-must-read.html' title='My MuSt ReAd!!'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-7697143225818384943</id><published>2007-06-17T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T17:30:24.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grateful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cracked voice'/><title type='text'>IN AwE...</title><content type='html'>Wow 50 votes!!! I really can't believe it!!! I'm grateful.... really, wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I have a huge concern...actually more than one huge concern, the most dangerous one at this point is non other but MY VOICE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been singing since Friday night... and today, I sang all morning. 1st and 2nd service. Still I don't understand why my voice should be CRACKED!! I kinda noticed since the beginning of this year that my voice cracked every sunday after church but then it stopped for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okkkkaaaaayyyyyy, chai I think I know what happened (I really just remembered). This morning after 1st service I was thirsty for sth sweet so I told my choir director that I wanted 2 buy sth from across the street in the gas station. She said I shud make sure I don't buy sth cold. I really wanted  grapefruit juice and I didn't ask the people if they had one that wasn't in the fridge so I bought a cold one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back to church she asked to see what I bought, she felt the bottle and shook her head, and looked at me like "dis girl, shebi u don't hear?" Nway, to cut the long story short my voice IS cracked! You should have seen how adamant she was about me going across the street to get sth cold. I should have listened indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson I have learned is to always listen to your choir director!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will I sing this R&amp;amp;B song now? Coupled with the fact that I really don't know what to sing..... someborri HELP MEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-7697143225818384943?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/7697143225818384943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=7697143225818384943&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7697143225818384943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/7697143225818384943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-awe.html' title='IN AwE...'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991450930338102439.post-3459941369732938376</id><published>2007-06-15T21:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:08:02.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neef&apos;s brithday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song palava'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nu blogger on the bloc'/><title type='text'>This "HaRd" life... lol</title><content type='html'>Hey people,&lt;br /&gt;mehn that second song almost made me cry oh... despite the fact that its 9ja songs (meaning its sposed 2 be a little bit easy, abi?) mehn, I had the tuffest time ever jeez!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so, at first i said i will sing Onyeka Onwenu's Bia Nulu, then I switched 2 Seyi Sodimu's Love me jeje, the thing no con gree me so I tried Tuface's Ole and Right Here, I even tried D'banj's Why Me. I just wasn't feeling any of them!!! See I have 2 feel a song 2 sing a song....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally settled with Aiye le by OJD AllStars. I felt it... Time to record reach, the thing was sooo LOUD, then i re-recorded and re-recorded and re-recorded and re-recorded and re-recorded and re-recorded and re-recorded and re-recorded..... The ting tire me oh... Chai, I was able 2 get it in way b4 midnite sha. I hope PINKPEKE them no go vex 4 me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my adopted lil' sister's&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (Neef) birthday... shes 18!!!&lt;/span&gt; madam if u read dis, PLEASE kindly read that driving book and take the exam ASAP!! Nway, so I'm sure shes happy, I don pray 4 am tire. Happy Birthday hot model... God bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a BRAND NEW blogger in da house everyone. My paddy... okay lemme describe her small... shes cool peoples, my friend's sister, a GREAT cook, she has MADDDD talent, (AJ if u read this, I think u shud take a pix or two of ur works and put it on ur blog, lets show off small, hehe) ehen as I was saying sha, I think shes reallllly coooooolllllll, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YOU (yes, you) should check out her blog and show some blogville love to -------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;THE PARADIGM!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://daparadigm.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://daparadigm.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you, thank you..........&lt;br /&gt;PS: Lets keep d votes rollin people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8991450930338102439-3459941369732938376?l=1stpet2v9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/feeds/3459941369732938376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8991450930338102439&amp;postID=3459941369732938376&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3459941369732938376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8991450930338102439/posts/default/3459941369732938376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1stpet2v9.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-hard-life-lol.html' title='This &quot;HaRd&quot; life... lol'/><author><name>dScR?Be</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10500270327493152042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hr51TkLLURU/STStwa1y5mI/AAAAAAAAACk/a9ZrJFYyGqU/S220/dReAm.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
