<?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-2918155779197980285</id><updated>2012-02-02T21:13:25.578Z</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Youtube'/><category term='Old Times'/><category term='Volleyball'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Interesting Things'/><category term='Forgiveness'/><category term='Review'/><category term='False Modesty'/><category term='Secrets'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Change'/><category term='India Arie'/><category term='Poland'/><category term='Feelings'/><category term='Polish Course'/><category term='Simple Things'/><category term='Graphics'/><category term='Jealousy'/><category term='Weirdness'/><category term='Dumb Moment'/><category term='Rain'/><category term='Ramblings'/><category term='Typos'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='Grey&apos;s Anatomy'/><category term='Wandering'/><category term='Lady GaGa'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Spice Girls'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='Tuesdays'/><category term='Senseless Stuff'/><category term='Lazyness'/><category term='Valentine'/><category term='Britney Spears'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Disconnected'/><category term='Greatness'/><category term='BSB'/><category term='Serious Moment'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Cold'/><category term='Silly Things'/><category term='Rantings'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Don&apos;t Bother'/><category term='Tiredness'/><category term='Meme'/><category term='Lyric'/><category term='In sync'/><category term='Snow'/><category term='Brothers and Sisters'/><category term='Missing'/><category term='Pop Music'/><category term='TV Shows'/><category term='Sugababes'/><category term='Ireland'/><title type='text'>Imprints of a Stranger</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-1282342272991974007</id><published>2011-03-20T22:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-20T23:06:21.268Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Something's missing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;What can you do when after all is said and done you feel like something is missing? Like there's a purpose to life you haven't discovered yet... your life purpose... like what you have done so far isn't nearly enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;...Something is missing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;"You have to embrace your Inner Freak!"&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/2918155779197980285-1282342272991974007?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/1282342272991974007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=1282342272991974007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/1282342272991974007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/1282342272991974007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2011/03/somethings-missing.html' title='Something&apos;s missing....'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-2483914256735675124</id><published>2009-01-14T01:19:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:57:41.213Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greatness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jealousy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='False Modesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brothers and Sisters'/><title type='text'>Less than you are</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"You won't do any good by prentending to be less than you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;by Nora Walker in Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;This quote stuck with me, maybe because it somehow suports my notion that false modesty doesn't take you anywhere, if you're good don't be ashamed or embarrassed by it, just take the credit and hold your head high if someone gets 'snappy' don't worry it's just jealousy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"You have to embrace your Inner Freak!"&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/2918155779197980285-2483914256735675124?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/2483914256735675124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=2483914256735675124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/2483914256735675124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/2483914256735675124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2009/01/lee-than-you-are.html' title='Less than you are'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-7097925869837975894</id><published>2009-01-10T03:03:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-10T03:17:53.398Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dumb Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Typos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Typo Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;For 2009 I wish everyone a long life of Typos! Typos make the world go round! And Typos SHALL RULE THE WORLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;P.S. - I Swear I don`t do them on purpose! Blame the fingers!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"You have to embrace Your Inner Freak!"&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/2918155779197980285-7097925869837975894?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/7097925869837975894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=7097925869837975894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/7097925869837975894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/7097925869837975894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2009/01/typo-boy.html' title='Typo Boy'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-3107319937854365442</id><published>2008-12-01T01:01:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-04T03:22:09.314Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady GaGa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Poker Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/4863f9db65722668/49332f3f9cb1e712/48b897b047e79996/6fa92359/-cpid/ba2acde372df4a35" id="W4863f9db6572266849332f3f9cb1e712" width="180" height="236"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/4863f9db65722668/49332f3f9cb1e712/48b897b047e79996/6fa92359/-cpid/ba2acde372df4a35"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/lady-gaga-lyrics.html"&gt;Lady GaGa Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/"&gt;Pokerface Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mum mum mum mah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mum mum mum mah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas Plays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Fold em' let em' hit me raise it baby stay with me (I love it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'll get him hot, show him what I've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'll get him hot, show him what I've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;A little gambling is fun when you're with me I love it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And baby when it's love if it's not rough it isn't fun, fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'll get him hot, show him what I've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'll get him hot, show him what I've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I won't tell you that I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Kiss or hug you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm not lying I'm just stunnin' with my love-glue-gunning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Just like a chick in the casino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Take your bank before I pay you out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I promise this, promise this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Check this hand cause I'm marvelous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/kp4RpvGKIe/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/kp4RpvGKIe/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/LwkiiFZ/music/OMyk6Y6D/lady_gaga_poker_face/"&gt;Poker Face - Lady Gaga&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;The more I hear this song the more I love it. Everybody’s got a poker Face, everybody has things to hide. Even if we wish we could be more open we still end up hiding things. Our secrets to some extent are what make our personalities individual. Aren’t secrets what make us interesting? The thrill of the discovery, of getting to know the other person, to feel special when they share their secrets with us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;But what happens when you’re not able to share your secrets? To never let anyone in? What happens when your secretness is no longer appealing but annoying? When people start to gaie up on you? This post is getting way more dramatic than I expected but music makes me happy I love my poker face I just hope one day I can let someone truly in, have no secrets at all, be so honest and know the person will understand, no criticism just love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;For now youth plays by my side…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;“You have to embrace your inner Freak!”&lt;/span&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/2918155779197980285-3107319937854365442?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/3107319937854365442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=3107319937854365442&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/3107319937854365442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/3107319937854365442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2008/12/poker-face.html' title='Poker Face'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-5411816947841004209</id><published>2008-04-19T20:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T20:37:22.439+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t Bother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Rainy Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;"... The rain falls outside while the Thought rises inside. Slowly but steadily it rises through the tunnel that the everyday life affairs locks it into and that only in the moments of rest finds the strenght to come out. And the rain keeps its' a thousand sounds melody with as many sounds as the surfaces it caresses. Mother Nature cleans her world from the filth that Mankind creates, outside these four walls, walls in which within Thought is king and master tainting the peace of mind..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You have to embrace your inner Freak!"&lt;/strong&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/2918155779197980285-5411816947841004209?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/5411816947841004209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=5411816947841004209&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/5411816947841004209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/5411816947841004209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2008/04/rainy-moments.html' title='Rainy Moments'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-9191229046638654016</id><published>2008-03-29T00:16:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-29T00:36:40.089Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Music Meme #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Okay here is something very funny I found out, a music meme. This is easy you simply put your music playlist to play randomly and put the next song to each category. This was what I got (I have over 3500 songs in my playlist):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. How does the world see me?&lt;br /&gt;Say It Again - Natsha Bedignfield&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the world doesn't see me?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Will I have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;Something To Be - Rob Thomas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is hope for me, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What do my friends really think of me?&lt;br /&gt;Seasons - Good Charlotte &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So friends you need to tell me what does that means exactly? Do I have mood swings or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Never Again - Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this one was not funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;See The Day - Girls Aloud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh but look into the future isn«t what I do best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Will I ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;Femmes (Means Women) - Amine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What is some good advice for me?&lt;br /&gt;Message From Miss Matronic - Scissor Sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you knew this song you'd be scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. How will I be remembered?&lt;br /&gt;Something About You - Jamelia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you, I know Im awesome xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What is my current theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Pieces - Backstreetboys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't comment again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. What is my current theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Fingers - Pink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, seriously???????????? If you don't know what this song is about I suggest you google it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. What song will play at my funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Surrender - Ashley Simpson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVERRRRRRRRRRRRR! I shall never surrender Death will have to battle to take me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. What type of people do I date?&lt;br /&gt;Life - Ricky Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm... does this mean I'll go for anything as long as it breathes???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What is my day going to be like?&lt;br /&gt;Shalalala - Sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalalala *Sings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it I hope you liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"You have to embrace your inner Freak!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/2918155779197980285-9191229046638654016?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/9191229046638654016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=9191229046638654016&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/9191229046638654016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/9191229046638654016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2008/03/music-meme-1.html' title='Music Meme #1'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-1912964416081253880</id><published>2008-02-06T21:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-06T21:19:01.741Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine'/><title type='text'>I smell Cupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;That time of year is coming again… Valentine’s day. Don’t you just hate it? Little fluffy hearts everywhere, pink letters and the worst… couples. Annoying couples remembering flaunting themselves in front of single people. Don’t’ get me wrong I’m all for the single people, it’s just that couples should be single too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Anyway I’m not here to complain about couples and their ewwiness, I think that single people should unite and make Valentine about friends and friendship and in that spirit, why don’t you leave me a Valentine message? Follow the link below and contribute to Valentine’s being about friends also.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="My valentinr - raistlin" href="http://wishroll.com/valentinr/raistlin"&gt;&lt;img alt="My Valentinr - raistlin" src="http://wishroll.com/widget/valentinr/large/raistlin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wishroll.com/valentinr"&gt;Get your own valentinr&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;I know I’m still away from my debating topics or creative wirting but at least I’m keeping the blog updated, hopefully inspiration will come in time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“You have to embrace your inner Freak!”&lt;/strong&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/2918155779197980285-1912964416081253880?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/1912964416081253880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=1912964416081253880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/1912964416081253880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/1912964416081253880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-smell-cupid.html' title='I smell Cupid'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-199958353387660818</id><published>2008-02-01T23:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-01T23:28:54.392Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lazyness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graphics'/><title type='text'>Laziness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;It sure has been a while since my last post. This is like skipping a class, you skip one, when you realise you're skipping the next and want to skip the next and it becomes a snowball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;My laziness got to a pathological stage, I'm not sure I'm totally cured yet but I'm trying to fight it. All of this to say I'll try to post more often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;In the meantime I'll take it easy. For now I'll leave you with a couple of graphics I made for the Hogwarts Experience Graphics Tournament with the Heroes and Villain theme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/1/24/1718797/Elektra.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i34.servimg.com/u/f34/11/42/68/88/sylar210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;"You have to embrace your inner Freak!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2918155779197980285-199958353387660818?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/199958353387660818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=199958353387660818&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/199958353387660818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/199958353387660818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2008/02/laziness.html' title='Laziness'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-8885761791073105728</id><published>2007-12-15T15:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-15T15:24:38.674Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent golden leaves fall&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear them sing?&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear their cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ground they mourn&lt;br /&gt;Their young days&lt;br /&gt;Their lost Hopes and Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the rain comes&lt;br /&gt;To wash them all away&lt;br /&gt;To clean the Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old proud trees observe&lt;br /&gt;Dwelling with their own memories&lt;br /&gt;Of a long forgotten past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quietly they bleed&lt;br /&gt;In pain for the loss&lt;br /&gt;And the sudden solitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You have to embrace your inner Freak!"&lt;/strong&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/2918155779197980285-8885761791073105728?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-7172413761240167062</id><published>2007-12-01T01:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-01T01:46:18.833Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weirdness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senseless Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Closure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;From far I walk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Distant lands I meet…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Deep seas I cross…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;A new world…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;A new life…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;A new challenge…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Hard I battle…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Life I dare...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Destiny I defy…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dreams, visions…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Roots, ties, bonds…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Past, present, future…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Walking I keep…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Forward I look…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Never returning…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Lost, forgotten…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Another life…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Another time…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Hope, happiness…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;A new-born, a new finding…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;A new purpose…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Forgiveness, sorrow…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Understanding, caring…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Sins washed…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;A new man…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;A new way…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;A new future…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;A new past…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;A new vision…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Closure at last…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"You have to embrace your Inner Freak!"&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/2918155779197980285-7172413761240167062?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/7172413761240167062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=7172413761240167062&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/7172413761240167062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/7172413761240167062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/12/closure.html' title='Closure'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-7631807121774346316</id><published>2007-11-29T17:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-29T17:44:35.515Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youtube'/><title type='text'>SILENCE! I'll kill you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To break this period of not posting here's a really funny video. Well at least to me it is. SILENCE! I'll kill you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9BV4OGqnuiQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9BV4OGqnuiQ&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You have to embrace your inner Freak!"&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/2918155779197980285-7631807121774346316?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/7631807121774346316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=7631807121774346316&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/7631807121774346316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/7631807121774346316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/11/silence-ill-kill-you.html' title='SILENCE! I&apos;ll kill you!'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-355868592529710303</id><published>2007-11-19T00:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-19T00:05:44.927Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senseless Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugababes'/><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sugababes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Change"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;If I could hold you close&lt;br /&gt;Like you were never gone&lt;br /&gt;If I could hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;You'd tell me to be strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I just can't&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you had to go&lt;br /&gt;Why you had to go&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Ain't it funny how you think&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be OK&lt;br /&gt;Till you remember things ain't never&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be the same again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(same again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Ain't it crazy how you think&lt;br /&gt;You've got your whole life planned&lt;br /&gt;Just to find that it was never ever&lt;br /&gt;In your hands&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in your hands)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Change&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could get to you&lt;br /&gt;I'd be there in a minute&lt;br /&gt;My world don't make no sense&lt;br /&gt;Not without you in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I just cry&lt;br /&gt;Can't say I&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why&lt;br /&gt;But why'd you have to go?&lt;br /&gt;(why'd you have to go?)&lt;br /&gt;And leave me here alone&lt;br /&gt;(and leave me here alone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it funny how you think&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be OK&lt;br /&gt;Till you remember things ain't never&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be the same again&lt;br /&gt;(same again)&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it crazy how you think&lt;br /&gt;You've got your whole life planned&lt;br /&gt;Just to find out it was never ever&lt;br /&gt;In your hands&lt;br /&gt;(in your hands)&lt;br /&gt;Change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;You don't see it coming&lt;br /&gt;Change&lt;br /&gt;When the future comes knocking&lt;br /&gt;It changed&lt;br /&gt;It can make you and break you too&lt;br /&gt;You just have to make it through&lt;br /&gt;(You just have to make it through)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it funny how you think&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be OK&lt;br /&gt;Till you remember things ain't never&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be the same again&lt;br /&gt;(same again)&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it crazy how you think&lt;br /&gt;You've got your whole life planned&lt;br /&gt;Just to find out it was never ever&lt;br /&gt;In your hands&lt;br /&gt;(in your hands)&lt;br /&gt;Change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Change, change&lt;br /&gt;Change, change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/7xCkCry4m4/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/7xCkCry4m4/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller2.swf?lyricid=2147453308&amp;amp;border=2&amp;amp;bordert=80&amp;amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/bluedisco.jpg&amp;amp;filter=0x000000&amp;amp;filtert=25&amp;amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;fontname=arial&amp;amp;fontsize=11&amp;amp;speed=2" quality="high" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/change-lyrics-sugababes.html" title="Change Lyrics"&gt;Change Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pBT-V-hj4Y0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pBT-V-hj4Y0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Change. Good or bad? Destiny or product of our own actions?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I see change as something good. Change! We should always keep moving forward. Change! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Yes sometimes you don’t see it coming but what it means? That it was totally out of your hand or it was something that you without realizing caused it?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Even though at times it seems to me I could have done nothing to avoid that change, that it was out of my hands, truth is, I do think that it us that make it happen through our actions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;And yes things are never gonna be the same again after. Nor they should, even though as good as it sometimes can be to revive the past or experience it a little bit we shouldn’t be stuck in it. Embrace the future. Change! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Change people! Re-invent yourselves. Things aren’t static but in constant change! Don’t try to hold to a reality which is no longer the present. People change so move on, let them go as hard as it could be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Looking back now I see how much changes I’ve been through. So many times changing school, home, so many things and people left behind. And somehow I’ve never went back. I think for me changes will keep me busy for a while still. However when I am older. When life is no longer about looking into the future but look into the past to see what we’ve been through and achieved I wish I’ll be able to go back. Go back and revive all of those moments revive the company of all of those people that at some point made part of my life but somehow disappeared in life changes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I wish you too are able to change stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;P.S – Amazing what a song can make us feel or think.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“You have to embrace your inner Freak!”&lt;/span&gt;&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/2918155779197980285-355868592529710303?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/355868592529710303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=355868592529710303&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/355868592529710303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/355868592529710303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/11/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-6153257727281953251</id><published>2007-11-17T01:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-17T01:04:48.594Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiredness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Jingle Bells NOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;What’s up with people and Christmas already? I hate to ‘suffer’ in anticipation. LET IT GO! Wait and the time will come it’s still too early! Great now I sound like The Grinch!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Anyway, this week was very busy, surprise test (which luckily wasn’t hard), going out to the movies (btw Stardust is worth seeing, it’s Robert De Niro as you have never seen before I promise!), friends confessions (the kind which only happens once every 5 or 10 years)…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;With all of that… well I could say I didn’t had the time but truly I didn’t had the inspiration or the will to post, I’ve been also in an inactivity period caused by the overload of information and things to do.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;My time here in Poland gets interesting by the hour, whether it’s because of the people here or the differences between here and Portugal or watching how things are in Portugal and see the changes in people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My appetite for observing and analyzing live and people is a new acquisition that I didn’t though I’d ever adopt as mine. This is definitely going to be a year to remember…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: right;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;“You have to embrace your inner Freak!”&lt;/span&gt;&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/2918155779197980285-6153257727281953251?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/6153257727281953251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=6153257727281953251&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/6153257727281953251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/6153257727281953251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/11/jingle-bells-not.html' title='Jingle Bells NOT!'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-1049246234632071483</id><published>2007-11-17T00:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-17T00:21:13.757Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weirdness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senseless Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiredness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>Facial Expression ZERO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;My insensitivity to the cold has escalated to a new level today. When I reached the dorm, after walking back from an encounter where I was asked to translate a play, I noticed my hands and fingers were stiff and my mouth was stiff too as well as my face making it hard to have any facial expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;But the thing is I didn’t noticed while I was walking, actually I loved every moment of the walk, the snow on the floor the brisk wind blowing. Cold makes me feel good which I kind of recognize it is not somehow normal but I never was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Someday I’d like to be able to write something like “The Praise of the Cold” and be able to express and exalt all the ‘warmth’ cold gives me. Crazy much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“You have to embrace your inner Freak!”&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/2918155779197980285-1049246234632071483?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/1049246234632071483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=1049246234632071483&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/1049246234632071483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/1049246234632071483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/11/facial-expression-zero.html' title='Facial Expression ZERO!'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-1404883443251944518</id><published>2007-11-10T23:13:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-10T23:31:09.403Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brothers and Sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India Arie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Wailing Mural</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Heart Of The Matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I got the call today, I didn't wanna hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; But I knew that it would come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; An old true friend of ours was talkin' on the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; She said you found someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; And I thought of all the bad luck,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; And all the struggles we went through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; How I lost me and you lost you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; What are these voices outside love's open door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Make us throw off our contentment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; And beg for something more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; I've been learning to live without you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; But I miss you sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; The more I know, the less I understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; All the things I thought I knew, I'm learning them again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; I've been tryin' to get down to the Heart of the Matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; But my will gets weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; And my thoughts seem to scatter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; But I think it's about forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Even if, even if you don't love me anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; These times are so uncertain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; There's a yearning undefined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; And people filled with rage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; We all need a little tenderness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; How can love survive in such a graceless age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; And the trust and self-assurance that lead to happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; They're the very things we kill, I guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Pride and competition cannot fill these empty arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; And the work they put between us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; You know it doesn't keep us warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; I've been trying to live without you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; But I miss you, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; The more I know, the less I understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; And all the things I thought I figured out, I have to learn again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; I've been tryin' to get down to the Heart of the Matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; But my will gets weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; And my heart is so shattered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; But I think it's about forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Even if, even if you don't love me anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; All the people in your life who've come and gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; They let you down, you know they hurt your pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Better put it all behind you; cause life goes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; You keep carrin' that anger, it'll eat you up inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; I wanna be happily everafter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; And my heart is so shattered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; But I know it's about forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Even if, even if you don't love me anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; I've been tryin' to get down to the Heart of the Matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Because the flesh will get weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; And the ashes will scatter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; So I'm thinkin' about forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Even if you don't love me anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Even if you don't love me anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); text-align: center;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:8;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); text-align: center;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:8;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); text-align: center;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/bsFvMsXpUC/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/bsFvMsXpUC/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I guess sometimes we just need to let it go and forgive. Also we need to learn how to step back. Space, space is the key even when we don’t understand why. Even old friends can get tired at times, they get so close they forget to let the other one breathe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I love this song I first heard it on Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters and the message on it is meaningful at least t o me, I hope you enjoy it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;“You have to embrace your inner Freak!”&lt;/span&gt;&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/2918155779197980285-1404883443251944518?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/1404883443251944518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=1404883443251944518&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/1404883443251944518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/1404883443251944518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/11/wailing-mural.html' title='Wailing Mural'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-3094706750174830540</id><published>2007-11-10T17:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-10T17:46:59.223Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Awakening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Today I had such a wonderful surprise when I woke up, looked at the window and saw, not many, but some snow covering the ground, it was priceless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I must say the weather in Poland is getting ‘nicer’ and ‘nicer’ by the day. Almost everyone’d say I’m crazy for liking such a cold weather but can I say? I’m a child of the cold depths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Everyone always told me when I got here I’d finally complain about the cold well it isn’t happening so far even polish people get surprised by my lack of clothing (please don’t take this the wrong way).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Finally I bought my ‘Blackout’ today! It’s Britney, bitch! After I got to the dorm I did some cleaning both in the room and in the pc which was much in deed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Sorry for the absence but I’ve kind of in a writer’s block I don’t know what to write about so suggestions are always welcomed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;See you soon stranger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;“You have to embrace your inner Freak!”&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/2918155779197980285-3094706750174830540?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/3094706750174830540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=3094706750174830540&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/3094706750174830540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/3094706750174830540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/11/beautiful-awakening.html' title='Beautiful Awakening'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-2539048412443073116</id><published>2007-11-06T23:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-06T23:55:01.484Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Polish Course'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ireland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiredness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volleyball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>“Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow…”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Today was one of those days that you don’t know whether to file it as a wonderful day or a dreadful day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;First thing in the morning? Test! That’s okay I don’t mind those, EXCEPT when people forget to tell me that the test is only going to last 20 minutes. So while I’m all ‘easy’ doing it slowly, carefully the teacher starts to collect the tests and I’m like WTF I’ve done only half! That’s the second time that happens to me… fool me once, fool me twice, but I’ll be damn if I’ll be fooled ‘trice’!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;So today was Tuesday, you know what that means, everything happens on Tuesdays! Classes after the test went very well, I met my new teacher today, he’s from Ireland, really nice guy, wish I was from Ireland but hopefully I’ll go there someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;After classes I had to run to the polish course because I left the class late and it was snowing! Snowing people! My first snow ever! The child in me was jumping all over, I couldn’t stop looking at the window and see the snowfall. Even when running to the polish course I had to stop to admire the little flakes around me, it’s so beautiful! I can’t wait for more of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Anyway after the polish course I went to my usual volleyball practice it was very fun as usual and I dare to say my old reflexes are coming back which means me going more times to the ground to ‘save’ the ball which means time to buy something to protect my knees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Tiredness is ‘charging’ its price, I need to go to sleep and rest for tomorrow. Maybe I can come up with something more interesting tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;P.S - I changed my mind, I file it as a wonderful day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You have to embrace your inner Freak!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2918155779197980285-2539048412443073116?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/2539048412443073116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=2539048412443073116&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/2539048412443073116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/2539048412443073116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/11/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='“Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow…”'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-8380771958393634351</id><published>2007-11-04T23:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-04T23:22:06.364Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;As hard as it may be, sometimes we must know when to admit failure even when the thing that failed is something we worked hard for and therefore we have a connection with it. That connection cannot be seen by others which make them judge, in the best hope, impartially. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;With some luck we can see what make that thing failed and give reason to others otherwise we will lose our strengths fighting for something which is just not and will never be ‘accepted’. We need to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;We need to keep our head high, look into the future and move on to another project, work even harder and try to make sure the mistake that led us to fail the first time does not happens again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Test and error. Test and error. That’s how we learn as tough and painful as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You have to embrace your inner Freak!"&lt;/strong&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/2918155779197980285-8380771958393634351?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/8380771958393634351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=8380771958393634351&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/8380771958393634351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/8380771958393634351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/11/as-hard-as-it-may-be-sometimes-we-must.html' title='Failure'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-9123455908746547313</id><published>2007-11-04T19:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-04T21:58:37.124Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spice Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop Music'/><title type='text'>Spice Girls have gone Spicy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=113&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" src="http://i18.servimg.com/u/f18/11/42/68/88/spice11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;After the song it’s time for the music video. And ladies and gentleman the girls have grown up in age and shape!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;I must say the video has won me over the song, seeing the girls together it’s better than hearing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;It’s also obvious why the girls could put themselves together to make a hit without Geri, Mel C may still have THE voice but Geri has THE attitude and charism that gives Spice girls such Girl Power. Of course Mel B is still only scenario, Emma the glamorous baby and Victoria… well Victoria is Victoria she makes herself noticed no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;I'd like to say that is not my intention to hurt in any way the feelings of anyone, what you'll see below it's just a joke, I like and respect the Spice Girls very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=114&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" src="http://i18.servimg.com/u/f18/11/42/68/88/fram110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;The video starts with an old room with antiques, and then Emma makes an entrance followed by the girls. So far so good, the girls look bright, glamorous and in chic fancy dresses. Look at Geri’s face it’s like saying “Hey! Yeah that’s right I’m back and I’m still the better one” then Victoria looks like she’s about to say “Redheaded B****! I’ll show her!”, Mel B just looks happy for being in a vide that will not be a flop (oops how mean of me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=115&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" src="http://i18.servimg.com/u/f18/11/42/68/88/frame210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;The girls place themselves around the room and Emma starts singing starting with a close of her… what else could it be? Her boobs! The wonders of maternity… they even get to Victoria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=116&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" src="http://i18.servimg.com/u/f18/11/42/68/88/frame310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;I have to stay that Emma is the only one who stays a lady throughout the whole video, and thinking she was the Baby Spice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=117&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" src="http://i18.servimg.com/u/f18/11/42/68/88/frame410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Now there’s Mel B, Mel C looking like they had to give a whole trunk of drugs to get her in the same room of the girls, seriously look at her face, she’s totally in the zone! Victoria… again… and Geri let the skin show begin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=118&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" src="http://i18.servimg.com/u/f18/11/42/68/88/frame510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Mel B watches it all from her corner, Geri makes her ‘hot’ moves, Emma looks like “Some girls never grow up” and Geri dances on the door showing her ribs I mean her body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=119&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" src="http://i18.servimg.com/u/f18/11/42/68/88/frame610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Oh look! Aren’t they such a good friends? Seriously they play the only scene where 2 spice girls can actually be seen together! Mel B again looks incredulous she’s on something that will not flop. Mel C… well I don’t know what’s up with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=120&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" src="http://i18.servimg.com/u/f18/11/42/68/88/frame710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Yeah baby! It’s Geri almighty! Followed again by Victoria! Who’ll win the competition? Silly me there’s no competition they’re all friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=121&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" src="http://i18.servimg.com/u/f18/11/42/68/88/frame810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Ah! Finally Mel B tries to do something to get our attention can you see she’s only in her bra??? Seriously it’s her skin it’s a bra! Mel C is still to stoned to noticed anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=122&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" src="http://i18.servimg.com/u/f18/11/42/68/88/frame910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Look it’s a tight! We’ve seen it Geri! Mel B raises her hand in a desperate attempt to see if anyone would let her sing but Mel C finally wakes up and starts some hype moves like she’s the most exciting person! And if you look closely Mel B is there too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=123&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" src="http://i18.servimg.com/u/f18/11/42/68/88/frame110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Mel C keeps her thing which although can me something in the music on the video she’s no more than scenario. And then… well I don’t know how to explain it… Victoria goes dominatrix! I think seeing Geri showing some skin and getting the attention was too much for her she had to go further! Go Victoria! I’m all for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=124&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" src="http://i18.servimg.com/u/f18/11/42/68/88/frame111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;The rest of the video it’s fight between Geri and Victoria to see who appears more and somewhere in between we see the other girls. And finally at the end Mel B sings. Two lines! Yay for her! The video finishes with an image of all the girls, but clearly not together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;-----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;I honestly loved the video, the outfits(yes even the small ones) are beautiful, Victoria’s and Geri’s little striptease I mean performance is delightful to see, after all I’m a Britney fan id’ be a hypocrite if I was to criticize anyone for showing some skin. But did I mention it’s a song and video for charity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;So who’s your favorite Spice Girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S – I couldn’t’ resist and I had to put this image too, it’s a capture of Geri I accidently made isn’t’ she gorgeous!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=125&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" src="http://i18.servimg.com/u/f18/11/42/68/88/geri10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;“You have to embrace your inner Freak!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://i18.servimg.com/u/f18/11/42/68/88/frame510.jpg"&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/2918155779197980285-9123455908746547313?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/9123455908746547313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=9123455908746547313&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/9123455908746547313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/9123455908746547313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/11/spice-girls-have-gone-spicy.html' title='Spice Girls have gone Spicy!'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-6260841705654168843</id><published>2007-11-02T21:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-02T21:36:17.278Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senseless Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Silly Talks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Sometimes a silly talk is so much better, more insightful, and respectful than a serious talk. It reveals more than it hides, it comforts more than it hurts, it loves more than it hates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You have to embrace your inner Freak!"&lt;/strong&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/2918155779197980285-6260841705654168843?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/6260841705654168843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=6260841705654168843&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/6260841705654168843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/6260841705654168843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/11/silly-talks.html' title='Silly Talks'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-560382208212225333</id><published>2007-11-01T16:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-01T16:41:52.610Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wandering'/><title type='text'>Family Portrait</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=104&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.servimg.com/u/f23/11/42/68/88/oldfam10.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Today I went for a walk to see if I could find an open music store to buy my Blackout. I hadn’t raised my expectations and I was right to do it. Almost everything was closed today as it’s holiday, ‘All saints day’. By the way Happy Halloween everyone I hope you had fun yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;So while I was walking through the streets all I could see were several families going for a walk looking perfectly happy. No trace of whatever problems they might have home could be seen in their faces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Even though it was only two something in the afternoon, the sun was already going down rearing the tree-tops giving the city an old look. What you have to know it’s that here in Czestochowa there are a lot of small parks between buildings and parks for children to play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Suddenly I wasn’t in 2007 I was one or two centuries ago where time hadn’t passed where families spend their free days walking in the park with their families and greeting other known families and friends. Time had stopped here all I could think of was those old pictures of families posing together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;It was one of the most gratifying experiences I had here in Czestochowa so far, to see that ‘progress’ and ‘future’ hadn’t still completely ruined an old way of living. As soon as I got back to the dorm I wished I had a time machines so I could go back in time and take a look at passed times and experience the world as it was once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You have to embrace your inner Freak!"&lt;/strong&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/2918155779197980285-560382208212225333?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/560382208212225333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=560382208212225333&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/560382208212225333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/560382208212225333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/11/family-portrait.html' title='Family Portrait'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-4208374500890545879</id><published>2007-10-30T22:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-30T22:11:46.809Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Polish Course'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiredness'/><title type='text'>Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;A good good friend of mine (I don’t know who) has herself blogged complaining about Mondays so I think I’d follow a little bit on her line and complain about Tuesdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Why does everything have to be on Tuesdays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;It’s classes, polish course and then volley practice! I like the three things just not all together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Anyway the polish course went well, I still don’t think I’ll ever be able to establish a conversation or actually managed to understand the God-knows-how-fast speaking but it’s good to be able to read some things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;The volley practice was fun as usual. It’s really good to expel all the tension of our bodies, physical exercise is always, except for the fact it leaves you dead tired which is how I am now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;So no deep subjects from me today, just a quick info about my day so I spend a day without posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;See you soon stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You have to embrace your inner Freak!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2918155779197980285-4208374500890545879?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/4208374500890545879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=4208374500890545879&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/4208374500890545879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/4208374500890545879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/10/tuesdays.html' title='Tuesdays'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-4558034966221866720</id><published>2007-10-29T20:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-29T20:10:21.956Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brothers and Sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Domestic Issues</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=29&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" src="http://i16.servimg.com/u/f16/11/42/68/88/bs10.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What happens when after 10 years a marriage is over? A divorce is the most logical answer, you hire your lawyers and divide your assets. So far so go but what about when there’s small children involved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Custody is probably the most problematical and dramatic aspect of the divorce. Stability they say. Stability is what you need to assure the kids in these times. But what’s stability? Staying full time with one parent (primary custody) and see the other one only on the weekends? Or joint custody so the kids change every week between one parent or the other? What works best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gets even worst when both parents don’t agree with custody schedule and a messy, dirty and ugly fights starts on the courts. No stability comes from here even when a final decision is made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually it’s the mum who gets primary custody no matter if the mum works or not. Now if the mother is a stay-home mum custody almost automatically goes to the mum having the ex-husband to pay a pension. This is standard and people don’t seem to fight this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if the other case happens a stay-home-dad asks for full custody people still have reservations about giving a father full custody over the children. Why is that? Don’t fathers have the same right? Aren’t women fighting for equal rights for decades? What makes the fact of being a ‘mom’ so much more important than being a father? So if in fact there are differences between being a mother and a father can women really fight for equal rights in this matter? Do women want it all? Do they want to subvert man like they were once subverted? So should mothers always be preferred to fathers when it comes to children? Is this fair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another delicate subject is should working parents be passed over by staying-home parents? Is it wrong to try being a working parent? Is it wrong to conciliate parent with a career?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it’s truth working parents do not have as much time as staying-home parents, but is this a bad thing? Do children really suffer with this? I mean if the working parent is a loving and caring one, wouldn’t the children be better with him as much time as they are with the other parent?&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t the different environment benefic for the children development? Again they bring stability as a defense. Although we must wonder, is stability that good? Doesn’t stability falls within the parameters of the old ways of teaching which were by memorizing things instead of actually learning them. Isn’t he environment differences a good life teacher? Won’t children come stronger out of it instead of being pampered all the time by one parent without knowing any other reality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course when it involves one parent moving to another town it’s a whole different situation which I’ll not discuss today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you must be wondering why is that graphic of Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters (B&amp;amp;S) doing up there? Well believe it or not B&amp;amp;S are the really subject of my post. This is TV Show has won my heart like no other being one of my favorite shows of all time and currently my favorite one. This perfect dramady which tells the life of 5 siblings (3 brothers and 2 sisters) and their mother has such an excellent argument and the write is absolutely fantastic, fun, cunning and wit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you haven’t watched, or pretend to watch it in the future and don’t want to be spoiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DON’T READ WHAT WILL BE WRITTEN BELLOW AS IT WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The episode “Domestic Issues” is the fifth of the second season which aired yesterday in the USA. The main subject of today’s episode was the Sarah and Joe history and the custody of the children. Sarah temporarily lost custody of the children to Joe as she’s a working mum and the children are supposed to need stability. As you can see it was from here I got the inspiration for the discussion in the beginning of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Sarah is a great mum and shouldn’t be punished for being a working mum, she loves her children and does a great job, yeah sometimes she forgets some things but she loves her children and makes them feel loved so that’s all that should matter. I don’t think Sarah will have much trouble in regain custody because she’s a woman, therefore a mum. But what if it was a working dad claiming custody? Would it be any chance for him to have custody of the children? I don’t’ think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re also led to be more sympathetic with Sarah by the way Joe handled things going behind her back. Though if he had done it rightly I don’t think we could blame him for trying to have full custody of the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah having to say goodbye to the children was the highlight of this episode which is one of the best of the season so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the other Walkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m shocked Tommy gave in so easily. I don’t know what his chances with getting back with Julia are now. I know Julia walked out on him but he could have held a little longer. But we knew that Lena wouldn’t appear in the show out of the blue just to be a secretary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big news for Kitty and McCallister! They’re pregnant! The news came out with a bit of rocky start but all turned out good in the end. I really like the Kitty and Robert history I think they’re good to each other but I was a bit shocked with McCallister’s reaction in this episode, a bit more aggressive than it should, maybe it was the pressure of the debate maybe not, time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I like about this show is that they bring a new perspective on politics, perhaps politics can be sexy! Anyhow this pregnancy will be a twist in the politic campaign of Robert being a Republican and he’s not married to Kitty yet. The show also shows a big contrast between liberals and republican and also views on matters like the war in the Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin, that freaking ‘Gossiper’! Seriously in this episode he proved to be worse than the stereotypical gossip women! Proving that maybe men are actually worse than women! Not that anyone of that family can keep a secret. So his own secret shall not last long I hope for his own sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the family moments in this show and the one of all the Walkers around the TV to watch the debate wasn’t any different. Also the whole ‘Nora running into the panty’ was very funny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Justin -&lt;/strong&gt; When Kevin came out? Pantry! When Sarah got engaged? Pantry! When Kitty told mom she was a republican? Pantry! Blam! Smoking gun. You have to promise not to tell anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rebecca –&lt;/strong&gt; You’re the gossip not me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Kevin –&lt;/strong&gt; Pregant? She wouldn’t. Not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Justin –&lt;/strong&gt; I heard mum talking to her and when she saw me she ran off into the pantry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kevin –&lt;/strong&gt; Oh my God! Did she go all the way in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Justin –&lt;/strong&gt; Alll in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kevin –&lt;/strong&gt; Woo. I’m gonna be an uncle again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, those were just some small extracts I couldn’t resist to put here. Anyway I recommend everyone this show which is growing on audience in the USA. It’s almost certain you’ll find someone there you’ll identify yourself with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I’m a TV Shows freak another reviews might come along if the topic of the episode gives me a good discussion basis. I hope you’ve enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“You have to embrace you inner Freak!”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2918155779197980285-4558034966221866720?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/4558034966221866720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=4558034966221866720&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/4558034966221866720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/4558034966221866720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-happens-when-after-10-years.html' title='Domestic Issues'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-5597327636941010254</id><published>2007-10-28T15:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-10-28T16:15:34.742Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Interesting Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Handwriting. In today’s world handwriting is getting quickly surpassed by typing. Computers are everywhere and it seems we now use them to do almost everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;I wonder if in the future handwriting will be a thing of the past or something only the ones with a high degree of education can master. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Also with so many grammar and spelling correctors I think people will lost their somewhat innate knowledge of language, I mean nowadays kids write increasingly with more mistakes, because most of the papers you need to do must be typed so they can automatically correct them so when they actually need to write it down it’s a disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;When it comes to writing I’m still old-fashioned, I prefer pen and paper. I still can’t manage to start writing something on the computer without making a draft in paper first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Almost everything we do is a reflection of our personality so our handwriting isn’t supposed to be different. I took an online test (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;http://www.handwritingwizard.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;) to see what my handwriting told about me and I was quite surprised with the results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;View Report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Here is your handwriting analysis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“ You use judgment to make decisions. You are &lt;strong&gt;ruled by your head, not your heart&lt;/strong&gt;. You are a cool, collected person who is usually &lt;strong&gt;inexpressive emotionally&lt;/strong&gt;. Some may see you as unemotional. You do have emotions but has &lt;strong&gt;no need to express them&lt;/strong&gt;. You are &lt;strong&gt;withdrawn into yourself and enjoys being alone&lt;/strong&gt;. The circumstances when you do express emotions include: &lt;strong&gt;extreme anger, extreme passion, and tremendous stress&lt;/strong&gt;. If someone gets you mad enough to tell them off, you're not sorry about it later. You put a mark in your mind when someone angers you. You keep track of these marks and when you hit that last mark you let them know they have gone too far. You are &lt;strong&gt;ruled somewhat by self-interest&lt;/strong&gt;. All of your &lt;strong&gt;conclusions are made without outside emotional influence&lt;/strong&gt;. You are very level-headed and will remain calm in an emergency situation. In a situation where other people might get hysterical, you have poise. You will &lt;strong&gt;work more efficiently if given space and time to be alone&lt;/strong&gt;. You would rather not be surrounded by people constantly. In a relationship, you show your love by the things you do rather than by the things you say. Saying "I love you" is not a needed routine because you feel your mate should already know. The only exception to this is if you have logically concluded that it is best for your mate to hear you express your love verbally. You are &lt;strong&gt;not subject to emotional appeals&lt;/strong&gt;. If someone is selling a product to you, they will need to present only the facts. They should present them from a standpoint of your sound judgment. You not be taken in by an emotional story about someone else. You meet emergencies without getting hysterical and you always ask ‘Is this best for me?’”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;So sooooo true! I always prefer to make judgments and decisions after weighting all the pros and cons. I like to think with my head and rational thinking instead of getting carried away by emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Apparently I’m emotionally inexpressive. Yes I guess that’s true. I really don’t like personal feelings getting in the way of any job or decision. I like to be fair and emotions aren’t fair. Also I value reason and rationally over emotions, that's why I don’t’ need to express mine emotions and might come out as distant cool person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;And yes I enjoy being alone. Being alone is no problem for me I can spend huge amounts of time alone without feeling lonely. My own company is enough to give me a lot to deal with. There’s no better environment for me too work than a calm place where I can sit down relax and try to focus. Also I don’t like begin watched cuz that way I can stop what I’m doing and restart it later. I don’t think when you stay too many hours doing the same thing the final outcome will be any good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;It also says I might show some emotion in extreme stress, passion or anger. That’s also right and it has to be really extreme to set me off enough to let emotions blind my rationality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“ People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, you don't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;I can relate that with me. I may not be the most outgoing person but I’m social enough to make new friends and get along in the public places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“ You will be candid and direct when expressing your opinion. You tell them what you think if they ask for it, whether they like it or not. So, if they don't really want your opinion, don't ask for it!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Hum I don’t think that’s true. Most of the times I know people aren’t prepared to hear the truth. Actually people prefer being lied to than told the truth. Though from times to times I might let slip more than I should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You are a cumulative and procedural thinker. You like to have all the facts before making a decision. You think or create much like a brick mason, stacking fact upon fact. Your thought pattern or the conclusion will not be complete until the last fact is in place. Like that brick wall, you learn faster through visual demonstration than through quick verbal instructions. Once you have learned new material, and understand it, you don't forget. You are a methodical thinker, therefore you are able to build things and come up with new ideas.In an argument, you often lose to &lt;/em&gt;rapi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126420833298120946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3fynP1Sc37I/RyS0lkHlgPI/AAAAAAAAABM/VZgh06xNRl0/s400/hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Yeah unfortunately that’s also true. Quick arguments aren’t my thing. I like to think about something for a few hours and trying to see every side of the point. Then I can start coming up with some arguments I can’t say something in the hour it’s impossible to me. I need to analyze things first. About the repetition even though I can do handle it I try to avoid it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“ You's true self-image is unreasonably low. Someone once told you that you weren't a great and beautiful person, and you believed them. You also have a fear that you might fail if you take large risks. Therefore you resist setting your goals too high, risking failure. You don't have the internal confidence that frees you to take risks and chance failure. You are capable of accomplishing much more than you are presently achieving. All this relates to your self-esteem. Your self-concept is artificially low. You will stay in a bad situation much too long. Why, because you are afraid that if you make a change, it might get worse. It is hard for you to plan too far into the future. You take things on a day to day basis. You have dreams but you are living in today, with a fear of making a change. No matter how loud you speak, look at your actions. This is perhaps the biggest single barrier to happiness; people not believing in or loving themselves. You are an example of someone living with a low self-image, because their innate self-confidence was broken.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Well this part is totally wrong. I’d the say that it’s exactly the opposite that happens with me. I like to take risks. Damn I’m in Poland after all. I think we must always try, the only regret a person shouldn’t have is the one of not trying. Always go for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“ You have a temper. You use this as a defense mechanism when you don't understand how to handle a situation. Temper is a hostile trait used to protect the ego. Temper can be a negative personality trait in the eyes of those around you.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;I do have a temper, the thing is I don’t show it, or at least not very often. I know it won’t temper won’t get me anywhere but sometimes it just gets the best of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“ You have a very unusual lower zone y loop. If the data input is correct, yours y or g is large and has triangle shape to the lower loop. This is not a common trait, but the implications are very interesting. As you begin to study handwriting analysis, you will learn any loop indicates imagination. This lower loop indicates the amount of imagination you have regarding sex and physical things. Your lower zone stroke is large, so your sexual imagination is large and open. Furthermore, because the loop has a triangle shape, this indicates a particular curiosity with certain aspects of sexuality. In a nutshell, you are open to some very new ideas sexually and is willing to try anything once. I'd say you are quite a dynamic and playful lover. Watch out world!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Okay, I’ll leave you all to think about that. But I’ll say this is not one of the parts of the report I disagree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;-----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;I never thought we could learn so much from handwrinting which makes even more sad that the beauty of handwriting it's getting lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You have to embrace your inner freak"&lt;/strong&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/2918155779197980285-5597327636941010254?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/5597327636941010254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=5597327636941010254&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/5597327636941010254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/5597327636941010254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/10/interesting-things.html' title='Interesting Things'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3fynP1Sc37I/RyS0lkHlgPI/AAAAAAAAABM/VZgh06xNRl0/s72-c/hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-2518358065750496354</id><published>2007-10-27T21:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T00:17:23.707+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graphics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Simplest Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3fynP1Sc37I/RyOgS0HlgMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TiMixr3X3yU/s1600-h/pidper.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Amazing how sometimes the simplest things are the most beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Today I was doing some graphics for the Hogwarts Experience:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one took me about 10 minutes and turned out beautifully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=91&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" src="http://i22.servimg.com/u/f22/11/42/68/88/th/life_c10.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Now this one took me hours and the final outcome is not very brilliant!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=92&amp;amp;u=11426888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by servimg.com" src="http://i22.servimg.com/u/f22/11/42/68/88/th/pidper10.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sometimes we just need to keep it simple. It works almost every time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“You have to embrace your inner Freak!”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/2918155779197980285-2518358065750496354?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/2518358065750496354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=2518358065750496354&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/2518358065750496354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/2518358065750496354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/10/simplest-things.html' title='The Simplest Things'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-5741704348738934190</id><published>2007-10-26T18:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T18:50:40.978+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Chase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;We always want something. We’re always pursuing something. It could be a dream or something we want to buy or someone we want to conquer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;We spend big part of our lives chasing. But what happens when we achieve what we longed for?We enjoy it for a few frugal moments which when compared to the time we spent chasing it looks like nothing more than seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Almost immediately after we achieve that something that we could die trying to get it a new chase appears on the horizon. And the previous achievement fades in the deep of our memories or affection like something meaningless which no longer matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;They always say the things that are most worth it are the ones that require hard work and perseverance to achieve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;But what happens when we invest so much of us trying to achieve something, that we care about nothing else so when we achieve it we’re left with nothing? We finally have the thing that took us so long and looking back we see how empty we are now that we have nothing else to long for, no other goal. The aim is to find ourselves another goal but what happens when that is not possible anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Also for the thing or person conquered what it’s left of them? They made themselves so hard to get so in the end they’ll be nothing more than a past achievement. Because what we achieve gets dependable of us once we got it, we have a responsibility towards it but all we do is not care anymore and destroying that thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Why can’t we be happy with what we achieved? Why do we have to go wanting something else? Why can’t we rest and enjoy what we just got? Why has Man to be in a constant quest and never be fully fulfilled? Why do we have to always want more? There’s no possibility of true happiness if there’s always something we’re missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Many people die without achieving their dreams but is it really a bad thing? Wouldn’t be worst to achieve it and then be left to wander around directionless?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Although there are some lucky people, a few lucky people, who get to achieve their dreams, goals and be happy about it enjoying it for the rest of their lives. How many of us will be that lucky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Time is our master and destiny our owner. Will they chose us to be the lucky ones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You have to embrace your inner Freak!”&lt;/strong&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/2918155779197980285-5741704348738934190?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/5741704348738934190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=5741704348738934190&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/5741704348738934190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/5741704348738934190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/10/chase.html' title='The Chase'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-5094812992185396017</id><published>2007-10-25T21:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:07:37.069+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'>Sincerity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A little sincerity is a dangerous thing, and a great deal of it is absolutely fatal."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Oscar Wilde,Irish dramatist, novelist, &amp;amp; poet (1854 - 1900) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;People always say I never open myself and let them see my feelings. They never know what I'm thinking and I never show emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Truth is, are they ready to know what it is inside? I'll leave you to think on these words and the quote above from one of my recent favorite authors whose controversial thoughts match mines in a frightening way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You have to embrace your inner Freak!"&lt;/strong&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/2918155779197980285-5094812992185396017?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/5094812992185396017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=5094812992185396017&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/5094812992185396017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/5094812992185396017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/10/sincerity.html' title='Sincerity'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-8922333037878501104</id><published>2007-10-24T21:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T22:24:06.748+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spice Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BSB'/><title type='text'>Bring the 90's Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Pop music (or "pop") is a subgenre of contemporary popular music that typically has a dance-along rythmn or beat, simple melodies and a repeating structure. Pop song lyrics are often emotional, commonly relating to love, loss, emotion or dancing. The term does not refer to a single genre or sound, and its meaning is different depending on the time and place.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Yesterday fans of pop music throughout the world saw the teenagers inside them awake and scream! Three major pop names which marked a whole generation in the 90’s have returned. We’re talking about the Backstreet Boys, the Spice Girls and Britney Spears!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Miss Spears and Backstreet Boys’ album have leaked on the internet alongside Spice Girls farewell song! The buzz is sounding through the entire internet and while some shout of joy and happiness others hit their heads against the walls with disappointment! We can never please everybody can we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spice Up your Life (Or not)!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.brisbanetimes.com.au/ffximage/2007/06/29/spice2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;As embarrassing as it can be nowadays to admit we like or used to like the Spice Girls there’s no denying they were one of the most successful and influential groups in pop music. Their sound it’s unmistakable all of us know at least one of their songs or who they were. Parent’s too as they had to put up with their children obsession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;So that’s why in 1998 when the departure of Geri Halliwell from the Spice Girls was officially announced millions of fans worldwide were crushed! Even though the group tried to carry on with the release of another album they didn’t managed achieve the same success they did with the previous albums which were smashing worldwide hits!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;They official breakup of the group was never announced though for years fans dreamed of a return. Years of praying seem to have finally payed up for on the 25th of June “The Return of the Spice Girls” was announced! A tour is scheduled to start on December 2nd at the town of Vancouver. Also in November a Greatest Hits album will be released with all the girls hits and two brand new songs “Headlines (Friendship Never Ends)” and “Vodoo”. Fans from everywhere ran to their site trying to buy a ticket for one of the most waited Tours ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Yesterday, finally, the full song of the girls leaked on the internet. If you were expecting an up-beat modern dancing song as exciting as “Wannabe” you’ll be disappointed. The song is a slow ballad and it starts as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;“The time is now or never to fit the missing peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;To take this on together you make me feel complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;We fall into the future and through the looking glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;The light shines over our heads and so it comes to pass”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Again if you were hoping for a vibrant ballad like “Viva Forever” or “Goodbye” you might be a little disappointed. Although keeping the Spice Girls distinctive sound it only gains emotional value due to its symbolical meaning, which is the official farewell of the girls. The chorus may be the best of the song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;“Let’s make the headlines loud and true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;I wanna tell the world I’m giving it all to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Let’s make the headlines loud and clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;The best thing suddenly happened when you are here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;If I lost my way you’d carry me home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Take me all the way to heaven never leave it alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;And it’s just like everything matters when you are near”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Was I expecting more? Maybe, maybe the song is great, maybe it will top the charts but can we say it will because it is good or just because it was the Girls last song? I know I’ll listen to it I know I’ll like it but seriously don’t we deserve better? All in all at least they’re now giving us a proper goodbye, let’s just hope they hold on long enough before killing each others on the stage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Backstreet’s Back! Again! And Again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i19.servimg.com/u/f19/11/42/68/88/backst10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“You know what, whatever they wanna say, I don’t care any more. It can be a slogan of ours for the rest of our freakin’ lives. As long as people still come and see us, still buy our albums - and are still happy - then we’re back. Alright”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Carter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;With over 100 millions albums sold worldwide BSB is the highest selling pop group of all time. The band had a four year hiatus between 2001 and 2005 when several personal issues took over the boys lives. Also problems with the company helped to the boys long break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Then finally BSB were back with the album called “Never Gone”. This was a drastic changed from the boys previous sound. The change was such Rolling Stones gave the album one star. People were just too used to the boys addicting dancing songs. An album full of ballads was more than the fans could handle. The boys fan base was still huge and “Never Gone” managed to sell 10 million copies worldwide, not bad for a ‘one star album’. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Now in 2007 BSB bring us “Unbreakable” their 6th studio album. Did the boys changed to their old style? If you were to listen to the lead single “Inconsolable” which has been playing in the radios for a while now, you would say no! However after hearing the album which also leaked yesterday although we may not be in total ecstasy the album is not a disappointment either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Still with a lot of ballads the truth is that the album brings some agitated songs! And even the ballads are not bad at all. Although in my opinion the boys have made a mistake by choosing “Inconsolable” as their first single. Cuz seriously “Incomplete” and now “Incosolable”? Now now boys that’s not cool. Are you out of imagination? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;There are some more powerful songs in the album. One of my favorites “Any Other Way”:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;“There you go trying to crash in my dreams again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;when I'm trying to get over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;I feel (tell) my heart but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;I can't seem to comprehend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;A day without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Now you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Got a life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;But I wear the scars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Reminding me by the hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;But it’s time to accept it’s the way the things are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;I wish I could but...”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Definitely more memorable and an emotional song with rhythm. I hope this song becomes one of their singles. At the end of the day “Unbreakable” is far better than “Never Gone” and it tells us that maybe, maybe BSB are not ‘dead’. “Unbreakable” is due to hit the stores on the end of this month. In the meantime if you haven’t you can check the boys new video below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="206" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/7BJR6BVGlv9ROkXcn"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/7BJR6BVGlv9ROkXcn" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="180" height="148"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Backstreet Boys Lyrics" href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/backstreet-boys-lyrics.html"&gt;Backstreet Boys Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s Britney Bitch!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.fuerteventuradigital.com/fotos_noticias/FOTOS_GRANDES/20071016123639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Britney Spears learned to be a pop star way before she learned to be an adult. In a sense then, it’s fitting that her facility for great pop moments is the very last facet of her to shut down.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;The sentence has stuck! Four years later after her last album Britney’s back with a brand new album and a brand new sound! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;However can we really say she’s been gone? For the last 4 years she has never left the press or the headlines, let me rephrase that, the media has not left her in these 4 years. So many rumors so many things were said about Britney that I think part of us have forgotten she’s an artist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Even though most of us think she’s crazy, that she totally lost it, that she’s now a train wreck and will never be on the top of their game again, the truth is that everyone that worked with here says the same things, she’s an unbelievable work ethic and X factor that makes magic happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;For weeks some of her new songs have been leaking on the internet, mostly demos but now finally the final version of the album has leaked and the reviews and reactions couldn’t be better. The single “Gimme More” has been doing great on the charts and is actually her most successful single in the Billboard since her debut single “…Baby One More Time”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;The times has gave 4 stars out of 5 to the album, here are some extracts of that review:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed name="scroll" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller2.swf?lyricid=" width="180" height="210" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" fontsize="11&amp;amp;speed=" txt="0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;fontname=" filter="0x000000&amp;amp;filtert=" bgfont="0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;bg=" border="2&amp;amp;bordert="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/britney-spears-lyrics.html"&gt;Britney Spears Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/"&gt;Gimme More Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;“Finally, a good week for Britney Spears? (…) the woman who yields roughly &lt;strong&gt;82,000 results&lt;/strong&gt; if you Google her name along with the phrase “troubled singer(…)saw her new single Gimme More leap into the British chart's top three.&lt;br /&gt;(…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She is first and foremost a pop star&lt;/strong&gt;. In a life not exactly saturated with joy, she should take a certain amount of pleasure in the fact that Blackout coheres &lt;strong&gt;far better than sprawling recent sets by her fellow Mickey Mouse Club alumni Justin Timberlake and Christina Aguilera.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Far from apologising for a roll-call of adversity that takes in custody battles, hit-and-run offences, extreme hairdressing, sudden lingerie loss and umbrella-on-pap savagery – she comes out fighting on the utterly wonderful Piece Of Me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Britney may have grown up in front of MTV, perfecting Madonna’s dance routines, but she isn’t the self-determining control-freak that her heroine turned into. Neither, it should be added, does she need to be. Her recent mishaps have only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compounded her status as muse of choice to top-notch writer producers such as Swedish hitmakers Bloodshy &amp;amp; Avant, Timbaland protégé Danja and The Neptunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;But when the whole works so well, it makes no sense to mind. &lt;strong&gt;Perfect Lover and Toy Soldier are quite simply two of the most strangely wonderful tunes to emerge on any record this year&lt;/strong&gt; – exercises in sonic risk-taking that, until this point, have never hitched themselves to a Britney Spears record. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Furthermore, does this stuff work on any profound level? Well, ever since she appeared in 1999 with Hit Me Baby One More Time, &lt;strong&gt;Britney has enjoyed a certain status as metatextual plaything of Late Review guests and chin-stroking post-ironics (no mean feat, this – Kylie and Madonna had to ensure years of highbrow snobbery to get to the same point).&lt;/strong&gt; When it comes down to it though, the answer is no, not really. A gaggle of schoolchildren exchanging ringtones on the top deck of the bus will just as easily tell you why these songs work. They tick almost every box in the checklist of great pop, period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps that shouldn’t be so surprising. After all, Britney Spears learned to be a pop star way before she learned to be an adult. In a sense then, it’s fitting that her facility for great pop moments is the very last facet of her to shut down.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Unfortunately nothing it’s perfect and Blackout’s cover has rose wrath in 90% of Britney’s fan. The poor elaborately cover using the same photo as the single ‘Gimme More’ in nothing resembles the glamour of “Britney” or “In the Zone” but we can apply the old saying “Don’t judge the book by its cover”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Now the questions is can people get over the Britney person and what they see in newspapers and appreciate Britney the artist? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Unfortunately people are still too judgmental to separate work from the personal life. An artist album is to please the audience with their songs not with their personalities! Why do we need to like an artist to like their songs? In what way builds our happiness if an artist is nice or not or does this or that in their personal lives? In the end what marks our lives are the songs they make and that should never be ruined because of our feelings towards the person attitude if a person works well that’s all that matters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;But Britney’s image is so damage that the expectation is that will be reflected in the album sales. However Britney does not seems to care, she has not granted us with an interview explaining everything she’s done, and instead she asks for more. And you know what? I think it works, the song has been a hit online and the so called disastrous performance in the 2007 Vma’s was still the best of the show she stole the scene once again like she’ll keep doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;On the 30th October Blackout will be released. Who can have a better comeback Britney or Backstreet Boys? I do not need to tell which one is my choice. I’ve been a Britney fan since 99 and there’s nothing she can do that makes me stop liking her, actually it’s what she does that makes her so unpredictable, exciting. Nothing better than keep shocking people because the truth is people shouldn’t care for one’s life they should care one’s artist qualities!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;From all of the three mentioned artists Britney’s the one with a best single and album but probably the one with most chances of failing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Fellow stranger if you’re still reading this I applause you. I’m sorry for the enormous post but I got carried away. If it’s not pushing it don’t forget to leave a comment! Thanks reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“You have to embrace your inner Freak!”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/2918155779197980285-8922333037878501104?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/8922333037878501104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=8922333037878501104&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/8922333037878501104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/8922333037878501104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/10/pop-music-or-pop-is-subgenre-of.html' title='Bring the 90&apos;s Back!'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-2171760009320158705</id><published>2007-10-23T20:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:08:19.011+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Polish Course'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In sync'/><title type='text'>In sync</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amazing how different we can feel from one day to another. Yesterday I was disconnected, today I am in total sync with the world. Maybe the good night sleep had something to do with it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning I had decided to skip one class because I had not had too much sleep the previous night so I wanted to rest. To my happy disbelief I received a text message warning me that the class had been cancelled because the teacher was ill. My best wishes to the teacher I hope she gets better soon but that cold couldn’t have come in a better time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My only class of the day went extremely well I finish the task the teacher had given us 15 minutes before the end of the class so she let me leave the class earlier. After that I headed to my polish course.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was during the walk there that I felt in perfect sync with the world. I should tell you the winter is slowly making its entrance in Poland by now, some would say not that slow. Anyway I love the cold weather and everything it brings. I was walking, wind gusting in my face and it felt great, also the wind was carrying with it brown and yellow leaves which are starting to abandon their safe home in the top of the trees announcing the end of the Fall. It was an image of grace, all of that, the old town vibe the leaves twirling on the ground and in the air. A sense of peace filled me and I was genuinely happy. Lame, some would say, well it works for me so it’s all that really matters.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The polish course went really well, I learned some more new words, particularly the names of the things I had shopped in the way between college and the polish course which are in different places. We focused once more in the phonetics of the polish alphabet. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know this is very weird because there’s a lot of sounds which are the same in Portuguese and when I listen to them I think to myself “Oh that’s like Portuguese” but then when I go and pronounce them I do it with an English accent! It leaves me fuming! Because I know I’m doing it wrong but I can’t help myself but I think it will be better with time. A good thing about the polish language is that what is written is what actually what you say (except some minor/huge exceptions)! Still I don’t think I’ll ever be able to follow a polish conversation to me it always sounds like they talking uninterruptedly and I can’t distinguish a single word of what they’re saying!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After that I rushed to play volleyball! It’s good to practice a sport after two years of doing no sports at all! With all the walking and adding the volley maybe I’ll finally be able to gain some weight!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All in all it was a ‘perfect’ day let’s hope the dead of the night doesn’t’ brings my usual clumsiness tomorrow. To all of you who read this I wish you a perfect day at least once in a while.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You have to embrace your inner freak”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2918155779197980285-2171760009320158705?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/2171760009320158705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=2171760009320158705&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/2171760009320158705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/2171760009320158705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-sync.html' title='In sync'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-1578315256200908690</id><published>2007-10-22T20:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T18:37:16.663Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disconnected'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brothers and Sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grey&apos;s Anatomy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'>Disconnected</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That’s how I feel today. You know those days where you just feel like… well like you’re not on the top of your game and you almost feel like you’re watching life going outside your body and you see yourself saying and doing things and know they’re not good but can’t help yourself to stop them?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe it was from the lack of sleep. Going to bed at 2.00 am and waking up at 7.00 is not good for one’s health.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And of course I had to have a small German test in one of these ‘Disconnected’ days. Needless to say it did not go very well. Oh well as a friend told me it will be better next time. I’m sorry for the ranting but I’ve warned you that would happen from times to times. I just wasn’t expected to be that soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After college I went with my friend Diana to a sort of a restaurant where it’s catering students who serve you and food is made by cooking students. It was actually very good I ate first a soup with potatoes, carrot and several other ingredients I cannot remember. Then the main course was ‘ribs’ (okay I do not know the word in English for that but you get an idea which i did not ate as I'm not that big fan of red meat) with smashed potatoes and white cabbage. Very delicious indeed. Oh and the juice was a reddish thingy which I think it’s like several fruits boiled in sugar or something like that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I got back to the dorm the internet was with some problems which forced me to clean the floor and do the dishes! Well, I guess it was a good thing in the end.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve just watched the 4th episode of the second season of Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters my current favor tv show! It’s really good, if you can do it give it a try you’ll fall in love with it! It’s funny and witty and also sad and dramatic a perfect ‘Dramady’. In due time I shall dedicate a whole post to Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I’ll wait for the 4th episode of Grey’s Anatomy to finished downloading to watch it. I know I’m a tv shows freak!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See you soon Stranger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S - I know I'm owing you an introduction post but I'm lazy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“You have to embrace your inner Freak!”&lt;/strong&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/2918155779197980285-1578315256200908690?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/1578315256200908690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=1578315256200908690&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/1578315256200908690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/1578315256200908690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/10/disconnected.html' title='Disconnected'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2918155779197980285.post-1492626201793629554</id><published>2007-10-21T14:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T16:39:11.889+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Construction...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Dear Fancy Readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;This is my first attempt at creating a blog, so it is only expected it takes me a while before I get the hand of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;I shall use this blog to share my experiences in Poland and to compare the differences between Poland and Portugal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Beware though there might be some ranting from times to times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;So until I understand better how to use this you’ll have to wait for a better and longer post from me to introduce myself and explain my current situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;I have only rushed this first post because my best friend is pushing me to! She’s been ‘forcing’ me to create a blog for years. Okay not years but for a while but now in one of my classes I’m required to create one so I finally put myself into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;See you soon stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You have to embrace your inner Freak."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2918155779197980285-1492626201793629554?l=raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/feeds/1492626201793629554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2918155779197980285&amp;postID=1492626201793629554&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/1492626201793629554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2918155779197980285/posts/default/1492626201793629554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raistlinthewizard30.blogspot.com/2007/10/under-construction.html' title='Under Construction...'/><author><name>Raistlin The Wizard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03195900613416195384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry></feed>
