<?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-8412183</id><updated>2011-10-11T13:03:56.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roguish Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>BITS &amp; PIECES FROM A CONFUSED BRAIN...   OH YEAH!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-4866191073468405531?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/4866191073468405531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=4866191073468405531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/4866191073468405531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/4866191073468405531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2011/08/into-abyss.html' title='Into the abyss...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-2522988198960885692</id><published>2011-03-13T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T04:33:27.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I could...</title><content type='html'>Run into the woods where the green faerie stood,&lt;br /&gt;mocking me for the way that I've been strolling along.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'm too much of a whore,&lt;br /&gt;but do you really know how I roll?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I open my mouth to blurt out some words,&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean I'm able to tell the story the way that it's suppose to go.&lt;br /&gt;Even though it sounds like a cop-out,&lt;br /&gt;it's just the real stupidity in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being misunderstood is the only thing I really know I can do right.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if you take the time, you'll find out that sometimes I'm right.&lt;br /&gt;Take your time, take my hand.&lt;br /&gt;Let's walk together through this great divide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-2522988198960885692?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/2522988198960885692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=2522988198960885692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/2522988198960885692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/2522988198960885692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-i-could.html' title='If I could...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-7307037313422150796</id><published>2011-03-11T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T01:30:37.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring time is around the corner...</title><content type='html'>2011...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's around the corner...&lt;br /&gt;Spring is coming...  I saw bee's flying the other day...&lt;br /&gt;It's been happy times lately, the sun has been coming out from hiding...&lt;br /&gt;Although we get the occasional rain here and there, everything seems to be ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a happy time for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-7307037313422150796?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/7307037313422150796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=7307037313422150796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/7307037313422150796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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enlightment.&lt;br /&gt;A time of decisions,&lt;br /&gt;take the step and start the&lt;br /&gt;next mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more days until you are mine,&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you every moment,&lt;br /&gt;is that a crime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sigh, I ponder,&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to play,&lt;br /&gt;hold my hand,&lt;br /&gt;let's run away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-784843257066092792?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/784843257066092792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=784843257066092792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/784843257066092792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/784843257066092792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2011/01/daydream.html' title='Daydream'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-3430293552579956550</id><published>2010-11-01T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T04:53:10.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Draw into the crowd...</title><content type='html'>I'm being drawn into the crowd...&lt;br /&gt;The crowd which makes the sound we all like...&lt;br /&gt;A crowd which is not unlike the ones I've hung out with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will tell me about the way life is...&lt;br /&gt;the problems we all have...&lt;br /&gt;relationships will not be the life...&lt;br /&gt;my love will always be on the line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she will never be the love of my life...&lt;br /&gt;because she will never be as pretty as you are...&lt;br /&gt;I know she knows this...&lt;br /&gt;you know it's the way it's suppose to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dance with me...&lt;br /&gt;at least for this night...&lt;br /&gt;for I know your beauty, will be forever with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-3430293552579956550?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/3430293552579956550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-71344981733475093</id><published>2010-10-23T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T04:47:16.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like myself...</title><content type='html'>How can I convince you it's me I don't like...&lt;br /&gt;But if you really don't like me, then I won't try to fight...&lt;br /&gt;for everything you feel and think it's just what you want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every move that I make,&lt;br /&gt;there's a counter to the love that I fake...&lt;br /&gt;You love someone else, as I see your face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some though of you it make me aware,&lt;br /&gt;of the force that tries to keep me awake,&lt;br /&gt;from the truth that keeps me on the phase that you make...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I keep this face for you...&lt;br /&gt;It might seem so strange to you...&lt;br /&gt;But it just might be...&lt;br /&gt;the love for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep my love so strange to you...&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep my emotions,&lt;br /&gt;so hard for you to choose,&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep my personal things away from you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll, keep loving you 'til the end...&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me this is not what you excepted in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll just smile and say our farewell...&lt;br /&gt;for it's our own end,and we'll fail,&lt;br /&gt;to see the beauty that lies in the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-71344981733475093?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/71344981733475093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=71344981733475093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/71344981733475093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/71344981733475093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-dont-like-myself.html' title='I don&apos;t like myself...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-5738396592453485973</id><published>2010-09-21T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T00:40:21.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The change of a season...</title><content type='html'>Fall is upon us again,&lt;br /&gt;as the sky begins to darken with the grey clouds,&lt;br /&gt;my mind just lingers and asks why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has the sun packed it's bag to leave us,&lt;br /&gt;down south to tell someone a story of summer,&lt;br /&gt;as we hunker down for the cold to see us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I crossed the line, and figured it was time&lt;br /&gt;for me to start thinking of the things I left behind,&lt;br /&gt;and for the things in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our story start in a blank page, and we will just have to see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-5738396592453485973?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/5738396592453485973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=5738396592453485973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5738396592453485973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5738396592453485973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2010/09/change-of-season.html' title='The change of a season...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-898136573395113008</id><published>2010-05-04T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T01:23:56.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just tell me...</title><content type='html'>If you tell me which way to go, I'll probably listen...&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean I'll go wherever you tell me, but at least I'll have an idea of how that path goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet if you ask me to run away with you, I'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;Although I know that's not an option for you, but it would be for me,&lt;br /&gt;just ask and see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as we stand right now, I know that we have everything down...&lt;br /&gt;You over there, and me sitting here,&lt;br /&gt;where no-one will ever see,&lt;br /&gt;let's just go our own way, our life in front of us awaits!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-898136573395113008?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/898136573395113008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=898136573395113008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/898136573395113008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/898136573395113008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-tell-me.html' title='Just tell me...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-1484605198939736251</id><published>2010-04-03T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T20:32:08.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You want what you can't get...</title><content type='html'>Like the drops of rain you fell into my life,&lt;br /&gt;attracted to each other we are, a love which will never survive,&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is chained to another space and time, &lt;br /&gt;and I'm, well I'm just drenched here in the cold outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In those pretty eyes I can see the life we could have,&lt;br /&gt;but with every blink our reality sets in.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ask me to come in, how dare you say you'll give me a warm meal.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just see I'm fine and dandy in this cold spot right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I can't answer, it's just that I'm daydreaming in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I can see the flowers blossoming in the spring,&lt;br /&gt;I see myself running down a stream,&lt;br /&gt;thinking of nothing but how life would be,&lt;br /&gt;if this wasn't a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok, I'll be around,&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet at the same spot tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-1484605198939736251?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/1484605198939736251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=1484605198939736251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/1484605198939736251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/1484605198939736251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-want-what-you-cant-get.html' title='You want what you can&apos;t get...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-8047257390879789506</id><published>2010-04-01T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T01:57:06.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To that cutie...</title><content type='html'>Your smile sparkles each time you laugh,&lt;br /&gt;try to hide it with your accent, &lt;br /&gt;but those pretty eyes of you tell me what's going deep inside you,&lt;br /&gt;because every time you look into my eyes I can see your hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you like me, as I do too,&lt;br /&gt;if circumstances were different it would be a different story,&lt;br /&gt;but you have someone, and I'm not looking for anyone to be true to,&lt;br /&gt;so for the most simplest of reasons we cannot be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure, the great ones through history &lt;br /&gt;would not believe their eyes as something so simple as our attraction &lt;br /&gt;is not consumed with great passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least we had tonight... sleep tight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-8047257390879789506?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/8047257390879789506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=8047257390879789506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8047257390879789506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8047257390879789506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-that-cutie.html' title='To that cutie...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-438967659419347404</id><published>2010-03-04T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T03:00:00.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If...</title><content type='html'>If you where here, would you smile at me?&lt;br /&gt;If you stood besides me, would you look at me?&lt;br /&gt;If I extended my hand, would you hold it?&lt;br /&gt;If I saw into your eyes, would you see back into mine?&lt;br /&gt;If I said anything, would you listen?&lt;br /&gt;If I told you how much I miss you, would you open up your heart?&lt;br /&gt;If I told you I'm sorry, would you forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;If we saw each other ever again, would you walk away?&lt;br /&gt;If we loved each other, would we forgive?&lt;br /&gt;If we walked into the same path in our life, would you walk away?&lt;br /&gt;If we shared our adventures, could I forgive myself for being the person that I was?&lt;br /&gt;If you read this, know that I still care and love you with all of my heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-438967659419347404?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/438967659419347404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=438967659419347404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/438967659419347404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/438967659419347404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2010/03/if.html' title='If...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-7886081840441520506</id><published>2010-03-03T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T19:42:00.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much for leaving tracks...</title><content type='html'>As the new adventures begin, old story books are closed.  The move is in full effect, nothing from the previous place will survive, it will be carry on only in our memories, for anything that remains will continue it's own story.  Where will time take them only they will know, for the path that has brought us together is now taking us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write these words down all I can think of is the impressions that have been left behind.  Oh the stories things could tell if only they spoke.  Silent witnesses to our triumphs and failures, the history of things along the sands of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years is a long time...  so much memories...  all carried within me, all part of me, they have shaped my path and soon all will be gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long lost memory of the life I have left behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-7886081840441520506?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/7886081840441520506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=7886081840441520506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/7886081840441520506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/7886081840441520506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-much-for-leaving-tracks.html' title='So much for leaving tracks...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-904803176913544514</id><published>2010-03-03T00:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T00:32:47.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snappy situation</title><content type='html'>Don't you just hate those moments when you realized you did something that was a bit too much.  Maybe just taking things up a notch just to see how the situation develops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught myself in such situation, it's just the build up of so much stuff that I had to release a bit of my insight.  I blew up a bit...  But it's good though I'm over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-904803176913544514?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/904803176913544514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=904803176913544514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/904803176913544514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/904803176913544514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2010/03/snappy-situation.html' title='Snappy situation'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-1177720894258908654</id><published>2010-02-26T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T02:02:25.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months...</title><content type='html'>Time does fly...&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost 6 months since I decide to fly away.  Run from my ghosts, if you may.  I try to see the whole point to all this and the more I search for one the more I realize that there is none.  I'm running from myself, and I'm not doing a good job at it.  For he who is I is always present, he stares back at me every time I see a reflection of myself.&lt;br /&gt;I try to confuse him by changing my appearance, yet he always finds me.  Even mocks me by dressing up in the same clothes.  I hear a voice that haunts me every time, only to find that there is noone else but myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do understand that the decisions I make in the next couple of days, as well as the events that will trigger will define me for a long time.  How can I choose to do the 'right' thing, even those decision will have big repercussion in the long run.  It's like one of those 'choose you own adventure' books which I loved to read as a child, but this time the main character is me.  There is no going back to page one and start over in this tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say the most dangerous of animals are those who are injured and cornered, and right now I am both.  Not only am I dangerous(not in the violent way), but if I have learned anything about myself(maybe the only thing I know) is that, when I'm on the verge of losing it all is when I'm at my finest.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen myself in this point before, with nothing to lose but my sanity.  It's those moments when the real me comes out of its shell and does the unthinkable, the unexpected, and shines as bright as the sun.  For when I have nothing left to lose, the only way I can go is forward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do from this point on, I will not regret it, ever.  For there is nothing more I can lose, except myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-1177720894258908654?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/1177720894258908654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=1177720894258908654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/1177720894258908654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/1177720894258908654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2010/02/6-months.html' title='6 months...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-4121292200839408171</id><published>2010-02-26T00:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T12:21:52.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sorrow the follows...</title><content type='html'>Tonight I will dedicate a few words to my sorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when I close my eyes and think of the beautiful light that had shine on me once, I just to open them and to find myself curled in the dark room I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the times when we giggle like kids, playing tag and running around our favorite playground.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you ever look up at the sky to find the stars that listened upon us, as we laid down and told the stories under that bright full moon.&lt;br /&gt;The first kiss we had, nerve racking and passionate, for we knew it would happen.  A matter of time, it was just a little quick question that needed to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I pushed you away my soul has lost it's way.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy with my world, nothing is what I thought of, nothing is the same.&lt;br /&gt;Yet still as I sit and day dream of the life that could have been, I realize I have to find my own way.  &lt;br /&gt;Somehow, in some way, this dark room I sit and curl up in, is my gateway to freedom from myself.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope someday I'll find the way to open the curtains to this window.  Having the light from outside shine into my heart, peeking out the window to find you happy.&lt;br /&gt;Until that day, I'll just keep my sorrow locked in this prison inside my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-4121292200839408171?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/4121292200839408171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=4121292200839408171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/4121292200839408171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/4121292200839408171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2010/02/sorrow-follows.html' title='The sorrow the follows...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-1104774382603166804</id><published>2010-01-19T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T01:45:38.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the seasons</title><content type='html'>As the seasons go by, I keep staring from the same spot on the bridge.  Winds, rain, ice, and eventually some sunlight may be in the horizon.  I wonder what will the next dawn will bring.  For all intent and purposes we all know that we must move on.  Staying in the same place, no matter how good it is, it won't last forever.  Like the ever revolving earth and the seasons, everything comes and goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will I go?  Where will my feet take me?  I will never know until I get there, for my feet have carried me over extensive lands.  I've seen the beauty in spring...  experience the warmth of summer...  I been lucky to see the falling leaves in the fall, and the cold harsh weather the winter has to offer.  And yet I'm still here, waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the next step to be taken, the next mile on the road to pass by.  Like a flock of migrating birds in the sky trying to reach their destination, I know I'm searching for a better place, greener pastures if you may.  A place where I can feel the warm embrace of destiny, may it be by the delight of knowing that all my travels have been not in vain. Or it may be the cold harsh feeling of the icy ground, which keeps on giving me a constant remainder that there is still a lot I have to learn and suffer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still much to lose in this life, but also a lot to gain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In those moments of despair I have to keep on remembering that nothing lasts forever, for it's something that will only be carried around as long as people can remember.  But even memories vanish in the sands of times.  Nothing is what we think it is, just the illusion of what we want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, with those things in mind I keep reminding myself that the world keeps on turning, and the seasons keep on coming one after the other.  Bringing me closer to that place which I long for, a place which I can finally call home.  My true resting place where all the memories of that bridge in which I stood on so long ago will seems like an insignificant speck in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For when I'm dead and long gone, none of this will ever matter...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-1104774382603166804?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/1104774382603166804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=1104774382603166804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/1104774382603166804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/1104774382603166804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-seasons.html' title='For the seasons'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-584340995740879609</id><published>2009-12-12T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T03:08:43.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask me...</title><content type='html'>Ask me how 2009 was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT...&lt;br /&gt;That's what is was...&lt;br /&gt;SHIT...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more than pure crap.  A smoldering pile of fucking shit.  I really don't wanna know anything about it.  This year is the one year that I will always try to blur away from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utterly complete SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-584340995740879609?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/584340995740879609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=584340995740879609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/584340995740879609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/584340995740879609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/ask-me.html' title='Ask me...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-2686114229484767181</id><published>2009-12-10T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T03:42:50.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From tree to tree...</title><content type='html'>A thought in the wind, just like the water that flows downstream...&lt;br /&gt;Passersby in this moment we call the present, will they ever come back?&lt;br /&gt;In memory maybe, but never to return.&lt;br /&gt;Like the sun rays shining down on the green grass, or the birds flying south.&lt;br /&gt;Each having a destination, a purpose, a meaning for why they are part of this world, of nature.&lt;br /&gt;Like the laughter of kids playing tag, the gentle purr of a cat, all sounds which we can relate, yet not fully understand, for it's a moment we tend to live, but don't savor it for what it is...&lt;br /&gt;From tree to tree...&lt;br /&gt;Person to person...&lt;br /&gt;The sky to the sea...&lt;br /&gt;Colors in the distance which we rarely see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-2686114229484767181?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/2686114229484767181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=2686114229484767181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/2686114229484767181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/2686114229484767181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/from-tree-to-tree.html' title='From tree to tree...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-2657492585667342503</id><published>2009-12-10T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T01:47:38.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The rambling stranger...</title><content type='html'>Out in the streets of this quiet place...&lt;br /&gt;Taking with him nothing more than what his back can carry,&lt;br /&gt;where will all this madness take him to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's chilly outside,&lt;br /&gt;his hands get colder and colder to the point were he can't feel anything.&lt;br /&gt;His memories have a way with his thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;as a small drop of water slides down his cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tear which carries much sorrow over what he has seen and experience.&lt;br /&gt;Experiences which can drive anyone insane,&lt;br /&gt;he knows that, because he has been there.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but pain and memories best left untold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down the path of fate,&lt;br /&gt;his fate will always seem to be two steps in front.&lt;br /&gt;Running towards it, when will he be able to catch on to it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His face frozen, nothing more than the freezing air surrounds him.&lt;br /&gt;The rambling stranger which fears the past, and somehow knows his future is still &lt;br /&gt;in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An uncertain future, for which he will try not to achieve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-2657492585667342503?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/2657492585667342503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=2657492585667342503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/2657492585667342503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/2657492585667342503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/rambling-stranger.html' title='The rambling stranger...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-1688770442912791624</id><published>2009-12-04T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T01:39:05.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy shit!</title><content type='html'>Been a while... much has happened...  things have changed since the last time I put something here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New city, new job, new people, new experiences...  Oh man...  How to be able to write about everything in one post...  Too much information to put down.  Can the typing of letters and the creation of sentences put meaning to everything that has happened during the last 6 months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably not, but if everything goes well, maybe some day I'll be able to put everything accordingly, like a story which has been weave throughout time, waiting for the right moment to ripen, to blossom, to become what it was meant to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder sometimes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-1688770442912791624?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/1688770442912791624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=1688770442912791624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/1688770442912791624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/1688770442912791624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/holy-shit.html' title='Holy shit!'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-8543472592181780095</id><published>2009-05-22T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T11:12:10.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30ish...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, it's nice to know that I made it this far.&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine how...&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-8543472592181780095?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/8543472592181780095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=8543472592181780095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8543472592181780095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8543472592181780095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2009/05/30ish.html' title='30ish...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-1985732032164811049</id><published>2009-04-10T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T18:01:06.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words in the wind...</title><content type='html'>Will everything we say fly out the window and catch the drift?&lt;br /&gt;Will our actions forever brand our memories and make them catch fire.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving ashes of sorrow and regret.&lt;br /&gt;What happens when all our tears and screams go unnoticed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will anything of this matter in the end?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-1985732032164811049?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/1985732032164811049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=1985732032164811049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/1985732032164811049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/1985732032164811049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2009/04/words-in-wind.html' title='Words in the wind...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-2450984926498388759</id><published>2009-03-22T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:18:39.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suddenly...</title><content type='html'>Suddenly, like a wave crashing without warning.&lt;br /&gt;The sudden gust of air lifts me up and makes me tumble in the air.&lt;br /&gt;Like a train-wreck smashing down,&lt;br /&gt;I see twinkles and stars, the realization of a new moment in time,&lt;br /&gt;lost in the most deepest darkest corner of my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-2450984926498388759?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/2450984926498388759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=2450984926498388759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/2450984926498388759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/2450984926498388759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2009/03/suddenly.html' title='Suddenly...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-5344263957510507567</id><published>2009-03-14T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:55:03.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blindsided...</title><content type='html'>Out of the corner of my life,&lt;br /&gt;someone who shows up like the sparkle from that fire.&lt;br /&gt;But how will everything go?&lt;br /&gt;Will someone please tell me how this story goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to be cautious about this matter,&lt;br /&gt;the story that repeats with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Could it happen again?&lt;br /&gt;A kiss and a goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;until I see you my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if we try,&lt;br /&gt;if we try,&lt;br /&gt;we cannot deny&lt;br /&gt;what we know deep inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the feeling of being blindsided,&lt;br /&gt;something unexpected crashes&lt;br /&gt;our mind jolts with joy&lt;br /&gt;too many sparkles across the board...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-5344263957510507567?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/5344263957510507567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=5344263957510507567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5344263957510507567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5344263957510507567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2009/03/blindsided.html' title='Blindsided...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-6645750135082583074</id><published>2009-02-24T00:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T00:43:02.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh, meh...  blah!</title><content type='html'>Just putting something...  Not knowing what to type really.  Just filling some space here.  A monthly space filling post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so that this month wont feel lonely because I didn't put anything in it.  An entry to remind the blog that there is something to put in it.  Even if it's just a blabbering post of nothingness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still it is occupying some space...  so is it really nothing?  Or is it just something that is just appearing to be nothing?!?  How to take it?  How to write it?  A nothing or all situation, or maybe it's more like a half-situation...  but if that's the case where is the medium?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do we draw the line on it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhhhmmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-6645750135082583074?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/6645750135082583074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=6645750135082583074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/6645750135082583074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/6645750135082583074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2009/02/meh-meh-blah.html' title='Meh, meh...  blah!'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-4349403772951010660</id><published>2009-01-09T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T01:26:32.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to?</title><content type='html'>How to tell that special someone the feeling you have for them...&lt;br /&gt;How to say I love you without feeling rejected...&lt;br /&gt;How to express that someone is always in your thoughts and dreams without having them feel weird about it...&lt;br /&gt;How to apologize for the mistakes in the past...&lt;br /&gt;How to forgive without losing the love of your life...&lt;br /&gt;How to love without remorse...&lt;br /&gt;How to realize that the present is that and nothing else...&lt;br /&gt;How to move on to the best thing ever, which is what you have now...&lt;br /&gt;How to embrace it without any regrets...&lt;br /&gt;How to have reservations about me, and make you realize that it's not about you...&lt;br /&gt;How to tell you that you are everything in my life and I never meant to hurt you the way that I did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I ask you to love me the way you did back when I asked you to kiss me for the first time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-4349403772951010660?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/4349403772951010660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=4349403772951010660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/4349403772951010660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/4349403772951010660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-to.html' title='How to?'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-240564912374014252</id><published>2009-01-06T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:09:09.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh man...</title><content type='html'>Can't remember when was the last time I actually wrote on here.  Might have been a few minutes ago, or it could have been maybe months...  One thing is definitely for sure, things have changed.  I have changed, times have definitely changed.  It's crazy to see how things can flip at a blink of the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to do, except just keep on moving forward with the times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-240564912374014252?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/240564912374014252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=240564912374014252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/240564912374014252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/240564912374014252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-man.html' title='Oh man...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-3545453326668666473</id><published>2008-04-06T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:57:42.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flippin' of the coin</title><content type='html'>Seem like every week is like a new flippin' of the coin.  You never truly know which side is gonna face up.  Is it gonna be the same as last, or are things gonna change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What IF it lands in the middle?  Might seem impossible but it is bound to happen some time.  Am I really ready to go out there and face all this uncertainty right now?  Prolly not, but then again you never know how you will react until you are thrown into the lions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a long week...   ugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-3545453326668666473?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/3545453326668666473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=3545453326668666473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/3545453326668666473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/3545453326668666473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2008/04/flippin-of-coin.html' title='Flippin&apos; of the coin'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-8874744382900023759</id><published>2008-04-05T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T02:20:19.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A thought...</title><content type='html'>Too bad we always forget those little advices...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those little bits of happiness and sparkles that would make our lives easier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must we never have a pen and paper close to us when we need them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's what makes the moment...  the excitement and happiness of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment that you realize is gone, and cherish it in your memory, only to fade away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the ripples of time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-8874744382900023759?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/8874744382900023759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=8874744382900023759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8874744382900023759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8874744382900023759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2008/04/thought.html' title='A thought...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-4592274706498562918</id><published>2008-03-26T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T00:38:34.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monthly Msg...</title><content type='html'>Blah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still kicking it around here, much happening, not as much writing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least not on the digital side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-4592274706498562918?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/4592274706498562918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=4592274706498562918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/4592274706498562918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/4592274706498562918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2008/03/monthly-msg.html' title='Monthly Msg...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-8807849690962455065</id><published>2008-02-27T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T00:31:57.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to check in...</title><content type='html'>Well in the long standing tradition(about 3 months or 4)...  I now type in the monthly post...  Not much too report, well a few things but no biggies.  Got bit by a dog, had the flu, bla, bla, bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I will write again in my full glory...  someday soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-8807849690962455065?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/8807849690962455065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=8807849690962455065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8807849690962455065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8807849690962455065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2008/02/time-to-check-in.html' title='Time to check in...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-5475087017505369953</id><published>2008-01-16T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:49:05.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh! - 8...</title><content type='html'>Well not even two weeks into the year and already so much has happened.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is pretty good, although very tiring.  I'm still trying to adapt to the hours, although not a lot has changed, I'm finding it hard to re-adapt to it.  Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a blast from the past surprised me yesterday.  It was a good surprise, but definitely I didn't see this one coming(hence... a surprise I guess, duh!).  Anyways, yeah M came back and it's good.  She brought Eisa back and it definitely brighten my day.  It's interesting how someone can have an effect on another person's morale.  More than a couple of peeps have told me I look better, even happier and energetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say?  The return of someone can make a difference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, it's gonna be an interesting year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-5475087017505369953?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/5475087017505369953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=5475087017505369953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5475087017505369953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5475087017505369953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-8.html' title='Oh! - 8...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-8351248521782700157</id><published>2007-12-26T01:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T01:32:42.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow...</title><content type='html'>Another monthly post...&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least it's like a sign that I'm still alive and kicking it somewhere huh?&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how things change over time, just a clear example it's this blog.  Definitely it's one of the things that I have stopped doing a lot but that doesn't mean that I'm not keeping my thoughts from rambling out and about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...&lt;br /&gt;Another year has gone by, and it was an interesting one indeed.  In an interesting way, I guess I can say that I've grown.  Left a lot of old things out there to the wind.  Forgetting, but at the same time remembering them as I know that they are part of me, and I'm part of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A signature in a frame...&lt;br /&gt;A smile to the wind...&lt;br /&gt;Colors fading away in a stroke of time...&lt;br /&gt;Tears that dried up long before they where ever shed...&lt;br /&gt;Hope in the present,&lt;br /&gt;dreams for the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a fun year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-8351248521782700157?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/8351248521782700157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=8351248521782700157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8351248521782700157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8351248521782700157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2007/12/wow.html' title='Wow...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-258239765717655210</id><published>2007-11-25T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T15:03:48.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The monthly post...</title><content type='html'>Well as it appears the blogger has been demoted to just having a couple of written post per month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, I know I've been busy lately, and also I kinda picked up writing on paper a lot more.  But things are ok, the usual ups and downs but I been able to cope with them a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on a lot of things this year has definitely been crazy.  The best by far, so many down points, and I have been able to overcome them.  For the first time in a long time I'm excited to see what the new year is gonna bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course...  I gotta survive the last month of this one first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-258239765717655210?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/258239765717655210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=258239765717655210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/258239765717655210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/258239765717655210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2007/11/monthly-post.html' title='The monthly post...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-2415404557481173213</id><published>2007-10-14T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T05:13:21.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and You...</title><content type='html'>I never meant &lt;br /&gt;to hurt you tonite...&lt;br /&gt;I never meant &lt;br /&gt;to be so hard when I told you&lt;br /&gt;I've got to move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you love me &lt;br /&gt;with all of your heart,&lt;br /&gt;But things are not easy and I understand that tonite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE might be the best thing &lt;br /&gt;in the world,&lt;br /&gt;but reality just won't let get us be there &lt;br /&gt;right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;but tonite I know you have someone else in your heart...&lt;br /&gt;In your heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-2415404557481173213?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/2415404557481173213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=2415404557481173213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/2415404557481173213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/2415404557481173213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2007/10/me-and-you.html' title='Me and You...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-1888773379767045918</id><published>2007-08-28T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T23:07:06.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Either Way</title><content type='html'>Many things have been going on lately...&lt;br /&gt;Things change in life, even thought we might not like it, it's something that's always constant.  I think the hardest thing is when you can see the change coming and there's nothing you can do to stop it.  When you are aware of it, for some reason it becomes even more painful.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because you tend to appreciate things more when they are about to end...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics to a song which pretty much explains the way I feel as of lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Either Way&lt;br /&gt;by: Wilco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the sun will shine today&lt;br /&gt;The clouds will blow away&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I won't feel so afraid&lt;br /&gt;I will try to understand&lt;br /&gt;Either way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you still love me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you don't&lt;br /&gt;Either you will or you won't&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you just need some time alone&lt;br /&gt;I will try to understand&lt;br /&gt;Everything has it's plan&lt;br /&gt;Either way&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stay&lt;br /&gt;Right for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the sun will shine today&lt;br /&gt;The clouds will roll away&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I won't be so afraid&lt;br /&gt;I will understand everything has it's plan&lt;br /&gt;Either way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-1888773379767045918?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/1888773379767045918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=1888773379767045918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/1888773379767045918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/1888773379767045918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2007/08/either-way.html' title='Either Way'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-5231907229735979332</id><published>2007-07-31T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T02:44:23.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bits and pieces...</title><content type='html'>Found somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;So true, in all the wrong ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When&lt;br /&gt;you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need&lt;br /&gt;you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to&lt;br /&gt;provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically,&lt;br /&gt;emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has&lt;br /&gt;come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or&lt;br /&gt;make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They&lt;br /&gt;usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real.&lt;br /&gt;But only for a season.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must&lt;br /&gt;build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to&lt;br /&gt;accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use&lt;br /&gt;in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love&lt;br /&gt;is blind but friendship is clairvoyant."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yet so important in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-5231907229735979332?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/5231907229735979332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=5231907229735979332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5231907229735979332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5231907229735979332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2007/07/bits-and-pieces.html' title='Bits and pieces...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-5354158848299509097</id><published>2007-07-06T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T20:39:25.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hhhhmmm...</title><content type='html'>Just dawned on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...no girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;...no money!&lt;br /&gt;...unresolved problems left and right.&lt;br /&gt;...bad ankle.&lt;br /&gt;...bad knee.&lt;br /&gt;...a job that's taking me nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;...no food in the house.&lt;br /&gt;...no plans for the future(at least not anymore).&lt;br /&gt;...no direction in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey at least I'm keeping positive and have confidence that things will turn out for the better right?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-5354158848299509097?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/5354158848299509097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=5354158848299509097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5354158848299509097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5354158848299509097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2007/07/hhhhmmm.html' title='Hhhhmmm...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-8414039156942678965</id><published>2007-07-01T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:46:56.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time, no see...</title><content type='html'>It's been a long while since I've put anything on here...  A lot of things have happened in the meantime and I don't know where to start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I want to start writing about it, I mean definitely not right now...  maybe it's the fear of uncertainty in the coming future.  Maybe it's something that it's so painful and personal, that I can't share it right now...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the reason there is definitely a lot of things I gotta work out.  A lot of personal, deep emotional scars which I have to overcome and resolve.  It's hard but I have to find a way to clear my mind every once in  a while so that I don't get overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside I know things are gonna be ok, but there's always that little flicker of uneasiness which stick in the back of my mind.  I guess that's one of the reasons as to why I'm losing a lot of sleep lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused at times, I feel helpless...  There are times definitely when I feel alone and anxious...  But I recover, I know that I'm stronger than that and I've overcome a lot of bumps on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-8414039156942678965?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/8414039156942678965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=8414039156942678965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8414039156942678965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8414039156942678965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2007/07/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time, no see...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-8306365105181558373</id><published>2007-05-24T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T04:35:36.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything will float on alright!!!</title><content type='html'>Yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe it!&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason, and things will get better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know...  things the last time I wrote anything on the blog things have been pretty much fucked up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...  Dad past away...  M left for her adventure around the world...  I almost broke my ankle...  M's car got towed because of my fault(pretty much!)...  This session at Acro has been shit!!!(I haven't been there half of it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much my life has come down to the lowest point at all...  I've been trying to keep everything moving and trying to keep it at a high point, but it's just hasn't been working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish M would be here by my side...&lt;br /&gt;I wish my dad would be be alive and more supportive, and tell me that everything will be alright...&lt;br /&gt;I wish my grannie would bitch me out because things are not alright...&lt;br /&gt;I wish M would be a fucking bitch because I'm not responsible at all...(although I know this will never happen because she believes in me...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I know my life has a bigger meaning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find out what it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard but I won't give up...  I know I will find it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can get the car out...&lt;br /&gt;I know M will come back and we can make this work...&lt;br /&gt;I know I will face my biggest fear...&lt;br /&gt;I know our kids will be superstars, and will overcome any obstacle...&lt;br /&gt;I know we are meant to be together, and although I have been wrong before, this time I know that it's the right one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way...  thanks for believing in me Jodie...  Thanks for trusting your kids to me...  even thought I'm the biggest fuck up, I appreciate it.  I have to admit that it's still a mystery why so many ppl trust me with their kids.  I don't know anything about them...  I just try my best to be one of them...  I'm just trying to find happiness among them...  I guess I'm just trying to be a big kid among them all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad, but that's my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a failure after all...  just like my father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-8306365105181558373?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/8306365105181558373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=8306365105181558373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8306365105181558373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8306365105181558373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2007/05/everything-will-float-on-alright.html' title='Everything will float on alright!!!'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-1660697783284735562</id><published>2007-03-27T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T01:05:47.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some month!</title><content type='html'>Yup I've had crazy months during my life time, but none like this past one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As this one is coming to an end there's lot of things that can be said.  There were a lot of good times, and bad times.  Just a roller coaster ride emotionally, mentally, and physical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do a small recap shall we:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;For a moment there I though I was gonna leave my job, and although it's kind of a hard place to be, I gotta admit that I love working with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bad news from home, as my dad is gravely ill...  No word yet on what's gonna happen, but it sounds as if things are really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been plague by injuries as the knee hurts every once in a while, and a nagging ankle sprained has kept me in pain for most of the latter part of the month.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;At least I've found someone who's definitely made my life a little easier in Emma.  We have been going out for a month now, and things are great.  This has been the one bright spot in this month, and pretty much through the year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhhmmmmm...  even thought it's been pretty tough I have to say that just being around Em has been great.  It's someone who's bringing a lot of positive things into my life, it's something that has been way overdue and I'm happy that I found her at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's refreshing to have her around, and I gotta admit that it makes me really happy as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-1660697783284735562?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/1660697783284735562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=1660697783284735562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/1660697783284735562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/1660697783284735562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-month.html' title='Some month!'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-5448490418459664004</id><published>2007-03-09T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T19:44:33.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Post!</title><content type='html'>Well I'm just killing time and since I haven't put anything I just thought a small posting of eerrrr...  something would work out just fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, if I had something to talk about...  well actually I do have a lot of things I can talk about.  A lot has happened these past couple of weeks and even though some of them have been mentally draining, I think they have been for the best.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe that things happen for a reason and these recent events have definitely brought up better things(so far!).  There's still a lot of things that need to unfold in the next couple of months but for now things are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said earlier to one of my co-workers: "Today is much better than yesterday...  and definitely worse than tomorrow!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-5448490418459664004?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/5448490418459664004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=5448490418459664004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5448490418459664004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5448490418459664004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2007/03/random-post.html' title='Random Post!'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-491525290072418359</id><published>2007-02-26T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T00:24:53.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The lost cause...</title><content type='html'>Yup, apparently the blog has become the lost cause these past couple of months.  Funny, because this was a way to relieve myself of any thoughts or random things which would be inside my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow let's see, today we where able to pull a last second tie in the indoor league and we manage to save one point.  At least we are still the only undefeated team, for what it's worth.  It came at a cost though as I rolled my ankle and it hurts like a mofo.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other news the countdown has started and I only got a few weeks left at Acro.  Now I'm wondering what the fuck I'm gonna do.  Oh well, I guess I'll just go with the flow and see where that takes me.  I would be worried, but it's been something I've done before and so far, hhhmmmm...  let's just say it hasn't been that bad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to think about the next couple of weeks, since I know that they are gonna be pretty tough, both mentally and emotionally.  It's never easy I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-491525290072418359?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/491525290072418359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=491525290072418359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/491525290072418359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/491525290072418359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2007/02/lost-cause.html' title='The lost cause...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-3169321303184044304</id><published>2007-02-22T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T23:34:05.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of an era...</title><content type='html'>Well I made up my mind finally...  Tomorrow I'm gonna give my notice at Acro and I'm finally gonna move on.  Where to is the question now...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhmmmm... the next xouple of months are gonna be very interesting indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-3169321303184044304?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/3169321303184044304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=3169321303184044304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/3169321303184044304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/3169321303184044304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2007/02/end-of-era.html' title='End of an era...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-4497199461870339576</id><published>2007-02-21T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T02:38:17.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying not to fade away...</title><content type='html'>Been some time since I've put anything here...  There's so many thing I could write about right now, but I'm so tired...  So many subjects that I could try to bring upon and just spill my thoughts onto, but not now.  I'm just trying to take it all in, and somehow make everything seem like it's gonna be alright.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, things happen for a reason right?  We learn from every experience and we always try to hope that they will lead to a better situation...  Or at least that's what I'm trying to convince myself into thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been so lost...  I've never been so uncertain about the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks, but like all the things that have happened before, all I can do is just suck it up, and keep on moving forward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, that's what make me the person that I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-4497199461870339576?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/4497199461870339576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=4497199461870339576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/4497199461870339576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/4497199461870339576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2007/02/trying-not-to-fade-away.html' title='Trying not to fade away...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-8226120296805953810</id><published>2007-01-11T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T14:20:18.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not everyday...</title><content type='html'>I take time to think about a lot of things that have happened.  I try not to sometimes, for my own sake.  But every once in a blue moon, when I do things seems to come all together and I see the 'light' at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realize that it's definitely not about being able to see the light, but finding the path towards it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, what can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow as I'm browsing and just spending time on this off-day I came about this post which I liked a lot.  A group of professional people asked this question &lt;em&gt;"What does love mean?"&lt;/em&gt; to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds.  Who else can give you the most sincere answer to a question like this?  Not many...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out:  "&lt;a href="http://singlesrant.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-does-love-mean.html#links"&gt;What does love mean?&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-8226120296805953810?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/8226120296805953810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=8226120296805953810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8226120296805953810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8226120296805953810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2007/01/not-everyday.html' title='Not everyday...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-6357530415413979383</id><published>2007-01-09T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T00:54:11.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of humor...</title><content type='html'>Fhqwhgads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always brings a smile to my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ct1fM1gN2nw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ct1fM1gN2nw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-6357530415413979383?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/6357530415413979383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=6357530415413979383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/6357530415413979383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/6357530415413979383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2007/01/little-bit-of-humor.html' title='A little bit of humor...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-5112692048456999971</id><published>2007-01-01T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T07:53:55.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007?!?</title><content type='html'>It's ok...  It's gonna start the way the last one ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be with D...  She has her own lofe to pursuit...  Today I'm starting a new page.  I can't have her back in my life because it hurts too much.  Yet again, I will have to shut her down.  It's never easy, but I have to do it, because I don't need anything holding me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Althought I gotta say I love her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-5112692048456999971?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/5112692048456999971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=5112692048456999971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5112692048456999971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5112692048456999971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007.html' title='2007?!?'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-5728313625077282928</id><published>2006-12-24T03:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T03:37:35.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that you notice...</title><content type='html'>With time there are things that come to light that you notice.  For instance today I have realize that I've been really &lt;em&gt;grumpy&lt;/em&gt; for the past couple of days.  But there was no &lt;b&gt;real&lt;/b&gt; excuse for it, except for the fact that I was burnt out at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today I realized the reason for it.  It made me think about the many changes that I might need for the future, and althought I might not like or 'think' I might not need some of them they are indeed a &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have changed from the mellow guy that I was and somehow grabbed on to a lot more responsabilities, and I've become the person which I've vowed never to become.  The person which people look up to in a way.  The 'leader' so to speak and although through out my life I've always been desiring that spot, now that I'm in the spotlight I've really don't want to be there.  Not because I don't think that I can't do it, but because I wonder sometimes if I'm the best one for it.  I mean, it's not like I've been the best or more goody-too-shoes of the bunch...  hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done so many... how can I put it...  not good things in the eye of the 'normal' person that sometimes I have the doubt about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again I know that those doubts have been in anyone's head from time to time, and that I know that I can overcome them.  Being that said and done, I guess the only thing that really matters now is the fact that next year I will move on forward and take the role that has been shown to me.  From now on there's nothing more other than to lead on and accept the challenge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely '07 will be a fun year...  I truly believe that I have cracked out of the shell and I now have to grow and learn what life is truly about...  or at least &lt;em&gt;MY&lt;/em&gt; life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I start to live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-5728313625077282928?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/5728313625077282928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=5728313625077282928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5728313625077282928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5728313625077282928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/12/things-that-you-notice.html' title='Things that you notice...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-5876135416978995059</id><published>2006-12-21T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T00:17:54.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The more things change the more they stay the same...</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure that I've said this many, many times, but it was definitely today that it hit me, that a new year is upon us but nothing has changed.  It dawn on me that for me it's probably always be the this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever...  I don't really care anymore if any at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-5876135416978995059?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/5876135416978995059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=5876135416978995059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5876135416978995059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/5876135416978995059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/12/more-things-change-more-they-stay-same.html' title='The more things change the more they stay the same...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-7882989634789452817</id><published>2006-11-27T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T01:30:53.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh oh...</title><content type='html'>I woke up today with a sharp pain in my knee...  Can't describe how much it hurts but I think this one is pretty serious.  Let's see how to describe it...  uuuummmm...  on the left knee, I feel the sharp pain on the left exterior side of the knee.  I'm thinking it might be the &lt;a href="http://orthopedics.about.com/cs/meniscusinjuries1/a/meniscus.htm"&gt;meniscus&lt;/a&gt;, but just thinking of all the possibilities of what could be is disheartening.  This is definitely not a good time for something like this to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will need to go have it checked out and I fear that surgery is the only option.  I'm fucked now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-7882989634789452817?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/7882989634789452817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=7882989634789452817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/7882989634789452817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/7882989634789452817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/11/uh-oh.html' title='Uh oh...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-4447929260146452991</id><published>2006-10-22T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T13:33:45.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh!</title><content type='html'>It's one of those things you know...  Even thought you don't like it when it happends, it is something that always goes around.  We might not even realize that it is happening, but it always is.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things always change around us.  If we notice or not is another thing, but that is always a constant. I guess the hardest thing to do is trying to realize and re-adapt to the changes.  But even if you do adapt to them, I still wonder if it's for the best?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again if you don't...  then how will you realize if it was for the best or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhhmmmm...  tricky...  indeed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-4447929260146452991?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/4447929260146452991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=4447929260146452991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/4447929260146452991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/4447929260146452991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/10/meh.html' title='Meh!'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-8006161448913804718</id><published>2006-10-19T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T02:55:19.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to define your love to someone?!?!</title><content type='html'>The BIG question stands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me I guess it just came to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's the answer you may ask yourself?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just stay with D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know...  We have been having so many differences, but in the end I just can't leave her...  I'm either too gullible, or a fool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But either way if I'm right or wrong I'm not gonna leave her behind, because I believe that she will need my help in the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I sound selfish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But deep down inside I still belive that this is all for her goodwill...&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that I &lt;em&gt;love her&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-8006161448913804718?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/8006161448913804718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=8006161448913804718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8006161448913804718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/8006161448913804718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/10/how-to-define-your-love-to-someone.html' title='How to define your love to someone?!?!'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-116106774054551979</id><published>2006-10-16T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:49:11.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At my best...</title><content type='html'>Throughout my life I have found that I'm always at my best when I'm cornered...&lt;br /&gt;When all hope seems to be lost...&lt;br /&gt;When I find myself with no hope, surrounded by the darkness of my inner self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I'm at my best, I somehow always find a way to overcome obstacles.  I won't say that I'm proud of the way or the methods I've used, but it gets me where I have to go and out of the situation.  Lately things have been getting tougher, and I have definitely found myself in that space and time where my subconscious will take over and excel where my consciousness hasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything must take it's course...  there's only one way to go from here, and that is up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-116106774054551979?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/116106774054551979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=116106774054551979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/116106774054551979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/116106774054551979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/10/at-my-best.html' title='At my best...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-116082265735982122</id><published>2006-10-14T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:50:13.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's see</title><content type='html'>I don't know what's up right now.  I'm just wondering here why, and how things got to this point.  Was it a a small thing that just kept on rolling and turned really ugly?  Or was something that just snapped in an instance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, is it even worth the time to try and figure it out?  I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;Then again I don't know as much as I thought I did.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I blind or just ignorant?  Or maybe sometimes I'm both and yet just play along?&lt;br /&gt;Hhhmmmmm...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got the whole week to still look ahead to, so I guess I'll just find out...&lt;br /&gt;Eventually...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-116082265735982122?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/116082265735982122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=116082265735982122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/116082265735982122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/116082265735982122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/10/lets-see.html' title='Let&apos;s see'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-116056052135813758</id><published>2006-10-11T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:39.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no clear view on this one...&lt;br /&gt;I know we are too much like a rollercoaster ride, we always have our high points and our low points.  We agree and disagree on a lot of things alike, and we like to piss each other off, but at the same time we also like to make each other feel good and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is it so hard for us to be the perfect couple?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because nothing is perfect in this life, and we have to cope with each other to learn how to know ourselves and one another.  Funny, but that is reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone made me realize today, that even thought we might be nothing, we have something that is special.  Something that is worth much more than anything anyone would understand.  I guess that's why I keep on being a sucker for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's why no matter if we are happy or fighting with each other, I'll always be here for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/roguish_thoughts/263752380/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/87/263752380_0b04dc2c8d_m.jpg" alt="Sour Girl"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-116056052135813758?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/116056052135813758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=116056052135813758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/116056052135813758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/116056052135813758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/10/girl.html' title='The Girl'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-116032830121972683</id><published>2006-10-08T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:39.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esto es...  Vivir sin aire...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Como quisiera poder vivir sin aire&lt;br /&gt;Como quisiera poder vivir sin agua&lt;br /&gt;Me encantaría quererte un poco menos&lt;br /&gt;Como quisiera poder vivir sin ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero no puedo, siento que muero&lt;br /&gt;Me estoy ahogando sin tu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como quisiera poder vivir sin aire&lt;br /&gt;Como quisiera calmar mi aflicción&lt;br /&gt;Como quisiera poder vivir sin agua&lt;br /&gt;Me encantaría robar tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como pudiera un pez nadar sin agua&lt;br /&gt;Como pudiera un ave volar sin alas&lt;br /&gt;Como pudiera la flor crecer sin tierra&lt;br /&gt;Como quisiera poder vivir sin ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero no puedo, siento que muero&lt;br /&gt;Me estoy ahogando sin tu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como quisiera poder vivir sin aire&lt;br /&gt;Como quisiera calmar mi aflicción&lt;br /&gt;Como quisiera poder vivir sin agua&lt;br /&gt;Me encantaría robar tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como quisiera lanzarte al olvido&lt;br /&gt;Como quisiera guardarte en un cajón&lt;br /&gt;Como quisiera borrarte de un soplido&lt;br /&gt;Me encantaría matar esta canción"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mana&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-116032830121972683?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/116032830121972683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=116032830121972683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/116032830121972683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/116032830121972683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/10/esto-es-vivir-sin-aire.html' title='Esto es...  Vivir sin aire...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-116031525772304127</id><published>2006-10-08T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:39.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half of myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot be what you want me to be...&lt;br /&gt;I cannot be Leif...&lt;br /&gt;be Willie(Willy)...&lt;br /&gt;or Timothy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am what I am, and nothing will ever change that.  I'm sorry that I'm not what you expect me to be.  I'm sorry I can't be that one person that will change the way that you are, or help you throught the problems that you have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just as selfish as the ppl before me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all of my heart, and that is TRUE...&lt;br /&gt;Both you and I know that all to well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe another time, and somewhere far away things will ulitimately will work out...  but for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gooodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=o(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/roguish_thoughts/263751876/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/101/263751876_b4858de665_m.jpg" alt="Half of myself"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-116031525772304127?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/116031525772304127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=116031525772304127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/116031525772304127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/116031525772304127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/10/half-of-myself.html' title='Half of myself'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-116027773723749382</id><published>2006-10-07T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:39.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile!</title><content type='html'>Because today is the most important day of your life.  Some ppl might think otherwise, but then again no two ppl think alike.  Things will get better, although it might take some time, but they always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow happy birthday!  I know you will enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-116027773723749382?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/116027773723749382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=116027773723749382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/116027773723749382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/116027773723749382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/10/smile.html' title='Smile!'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-116003852831980778</id><published>2006-10-05T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:39.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold tea...</title><content type='html'>As I sip on my two hour-old tea I find that it is really cold by now and I shoulda put some more water to boil...  but oh well...  you might be wondering where is he going with this?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth I have no mofo idea.  After keeping my distance from D for the past four days or so I finally talked to her tonite.  Where does this all leave me?  I wish I could have an answer for it, it's hard since hhhhmmmm... I want to play it off as if I'm done with her, but the reality is that I'm not.  I'm just trying to fool myself otherwise but every time I talk to her I realize that it's ridiculous.  Where is this all leading to?  I wish I could know, it is difficult for me as I'm sure it's difficult for her as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's never easy when it comes down to the two of us.  Talk about a pair of a kind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-116003852831980778?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/116003852831980778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=116003852831980778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/116003852831980778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/116003852831980778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/10/cold-tea.html' title='Cold tea...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115995508490579580</id><published>2006-10-04T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:39.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, so now what?</title><content type='html'>A lotta shit has been going on lately...  It seems like sometimes I should just say &lt;em&gt;fuck it&lt;/em&gt; to all of it and just stop caring.  But then I realize that I'm not that way.  As much as I want to just don't care, I can't.  It's not me, I just care too much about certain things that it's difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish D, would just blow me off, and just tell me that she's not into me and that she has someone else.  It would just make things better, but she is always so elusive about shit like that.  I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her a lot and it's just difficult sometimes...  I dunno what I'm doing...  Am I wasting my time with her?  I would like to think that I'm not, but lately things have been pointing otherwise.  I'm fucked...  &lt;em&gt;C'est la vie&lt;/em&gt; I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I better hit the sack I'm falling asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115995508490579580?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115995508490579580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115995508490579580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115995508490579580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115995508490579580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/10/ok-so-now-what.html' title='Ok, so now what?'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115943201318760270</id><published>2006-09-28T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:39.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The way things are</title><content type='html'>Things so far are ok, today I had a pretty chill day, after teaching all my classes I headed back home and crashed.  Needless to say that I slept through Capoeira so I didn't even made any attempt to go down to the Mission.  After finally uploading a couple of new/old pictures up on &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/roguish_thoughts"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt;, D called me and we chatted for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's really feeling stressed out lately.  It's hard 'cos I wanna help her somehow but I really don't know what to do.  Sometimes I feel like I can't do anything but just listen and I dunno...  It's hard, the other thing is that I feel that if I try to help her she's just not gonna want me to help her out.  It's just like her to do that, hhhhmmmm...  Oh well, I'm trying I guess the best I can do for now is just stand by her side and support her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've also been stumped since I have no remote idea on what I'm gonna get her for her B-day.  I'm definitely the worst person at giving gifts.  Believe me when I say that I'm thinking over what to do.  I guess it's gonna be one of those &lt;em&gt;last minute, pray I will find something cool&lt;/em&gt; gifts...  Ack!  I'm trying to not do that.  I'm in a bind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhhmmmmmmm...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least I still have a week or so to find something, I'm not stressing about it too much.  Maybe I'll ask the girls to help me out, I'm pretty sure they'll give me some good ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115943201318760270?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115943201318760270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115943201318760270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115943201318760270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115943201318760270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/09/way-things-are.html' title='The way things are'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115934943211414116</id><published>2006-09-27T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:39.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On certain occasions...</title><content type='html'>I remember why I care for you the way that I do...&lt;br /&gt;I think of what we have been through, and what we are going through...&lt;br /&gt;I ponder on the things we fight, and the things we agree on...&lt;br /&gt;I believe the things that we promise each other, and the thing that we believe on...&lt;br /&gt;I think of why I love you, and whether you feel the same deep down inside...&lt;br /&gt;I say to myself that we are so different, but yet we somehow are together because life works in mysterious ways and we somehow fit together like two puzzle pieces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get reminded that you are the most precious thing in my life and because of you I am the happiest person in this planet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115934943211414116?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115934943211414116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115934943211414116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115934943211414116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115934943211414116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/09/on-certain-occasions.html' title='On certain occasions...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115916392466357062</id><published>2006-09-24T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:38.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Each day...</title><content type='html'>I wonder, and ponder...  Where is this all leading to?  What is the point?  It would all be easy if I knew the answer to these questions, but as life is, the answer never comes around that easily.  That's the whole point of life I guess, it's to just explore, take chances, risk what you got.  A gamble in a sort of ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day someone asked me why I am still in the same place, why don't I just move on.  I thought about it, and I couldn't answer that question.  If I'm not happy then it's not worth it right?  But what happends if I am happy even thought things are not quite working out?  A weird position to be at, it's the fork on the road which we all have to take every once in a while I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I know I can be a hardheaded person, I know I could be better.  I guess it's because I sometimes expect too much out of ppl.  It's hard to sometimes express myself and let ppl know how I feel about certain things, but I'm trying.  I wish I could just be worry free about the consecuence and just let it all out.  Everything will come out in due time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I'll just wait...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115916392466357062?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115916392466357062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115916392466357062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115916392466357062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115916392466357062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/09/each-day.html' title='Each day...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115900598601001326</id><published>2006-09-23T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:38.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollercoaster</title><content type='html'>That's how it is...  Up's and down's...  Sometimes we fight, sometimes we have the best of times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ackward...  but for some reason we always stick together and we are always talking and hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's what I love about it, we're the same but at the same time we are different.  We want all, but also nothing...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh...  the complications of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115900598601001326?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115900598601001326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115900598601001326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115900598601001326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115900598601001326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/09/rollercoaster.html' title='Rollercoaster'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115805001099489786</id><published>2006-09-12T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:38.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the G</title><content type='html'>Hehehe... I don't even know why the hell I put that title...  Umm yeah ok, so maybe 'cos I wanted to make it sound 'cool'...  eerrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow I went back to training Capoeira, and well I might stick with it for a while(again), and man I know my legs are gonna be hurting a lot tomorrow.  Oh well...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the new session started last Thursday and things are going well so far.  I think it's also because I'm taking things more calm or something I dunno, but so far so good.  It's been kinda amazing at how I've been able to manage the classes, uuuhhhh...  I know I just jinxed(sp?) myself on that one, anyways well see what happends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on the news, our batizado is gonna be on the 18th of November.  Since we are also planning on doing a party for Yadi on the same day I have organized and set up the Capoeira party in conjunction to Yadi B-day/housewarming party...  Uuuummm...  I'm afraid now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, last but not least D's back.  I've got mixed feelings, I dunno part of me is happy but there the usual feeling that I don't wanna be around her for some reason.  It's hard to explain, I guess I just have to make up my mind about things, and until I do it it will not be easy.  The scary part is that I know what's need to be done, but I'm just in denial, and until I face that I'm screwed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115805001099489786?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115805001099489786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115805001099489786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115805001099489786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115805001099489786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/09/return-of-g.html' title='Return of the G'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115760961069221901</id><published>2006-09-06T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:38.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh fuck!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm soooo stupid...  fucking eehhh...  I almost screwed up everything, I was doing the numbers today and I'm so lucky that I found out that I had miscalculated my expenses.  Almost...  I almost went in the red by almost two hundred bucks...  I'm so lucky I didn't fucked up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a close call...  I guess lately I've had a lot of shit on my mind and I'm so lucky I caugh it in time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta relax...  gotta focuse more man...  I'm losing my edge here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115760961069221901?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115760961069221901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115760961069221901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115760961069221901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115760961069221901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-fuck.html' title='Oh fuck!!!'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115753026027107357</id><published>2006-09-06T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:38.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying stuff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yeah I haven't tried blogging from within Flickr...  Even though I set it up some time ago I just haven't had the time to even try to do it.  But you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to start using it!  Even thought I haven't uploading or used Flickr for some time now...  man I've been lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/roguish_thoughts/235776046/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/81/235776046_9c6d430611_m.jpg" alt="Red_3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115753026027107357?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115753026027107357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115753026027107357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115753026027107357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115753026027107357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/09/trying-stuff.html' title='Trying stuff...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115752654452980415</id><published>2006-09-05T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:38.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>Hehehe...  I wonder sometimes why stupid shit or not even stupid, just funny shit happen to me.  For instance today on the train I was pondering on something which is suppose to be really &lt;em&gt;important&lt;/em&gt; and I was worrying my balls off.  I was worrying sooooo much that I didn't even realize when the lady that was sitting in front of me(yeah the one with the large bag!) stood up to get off the train and hit me(accidentally), in the balls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup!  Believe me, it hurted a lot and what's worse is that apparently the lady didn't even acknowledge what had just happend since she was worrying about getting off at the right stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhhmmmmm...  this is definitely a sign...  A sign that I should stop worrying too much about stuff and just live life a little.  Things take it's course for a reason, no matter what the outcome will be, I mean that's why it's fun to live it right?  Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, today I had a great time hanging out with my roomies for a while.  We usually don't get together to talk about stuff(since lately our schedules appear to be all over the place!), but today we just hanged out and talked smack for a while.  I'm actually happy to have the girls(Yadi, and Sayuri) as roomies, they are down to earth and crazy in their own way.  I like it, to me it is starting to feel like I'm at home, after all these months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115752654452980415?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115752654452980415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115752654452980415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115752654452980415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115752654452980415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/09/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115749583052270007</id><published>2006-09-05T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:38.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again!</title><content type='html'>So finally I think I'm ready, after my three day reclusiveness of the entire world(well almost), I am ready to get a move on things.  This week the new session starts, and trust me when I say that it's gonna be a wild one.  Oh yes...  it will be a wild one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about ready to start biking my ass off into the mission, since I have decided to fix my bike once and for all.  I'm gonna be dropping a lot of money on it but it's worth it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm back from the dead(so to speak) I'm realizing a lot of things, many good and many bad.  I guess I just needed to keep myself down low for a little bit, guess it's sort of a meditation thingy or something...  hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I gotta get a move on.  Gotta stop by the market to get some stuff also...  hhhmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115749583052270007?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115749583052270007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115749583052270007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115749583052270007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115749583052270007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-again.html' title='Back again!'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115708574152339919</id><published>2006-08-31T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:38.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=oD</title><content type='html'>There's definitely no better way to be woken up than when it's someone which you haven't seen or been with for a long time.  Granted that you really like the person.  It's a feeling that you just can't describe, it's just something that you have to experience it by yourself in flesh and blood to understand it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today that happened to me, and it was amazing.  For a small fraction in time everything went away, it was just a high so exhuberant that it made me forget all the problems of lately and random things that have been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming back home from a really 'long' day I crashed for oh a 3-hour nap(damn!), and was awaken by my phone's ringer.  As I answered I heard D's voice(which I haven't heard in ooohhh a long time) and I felt a rush all over my body, mind, and soul.  She's back in the U.S. and it makes me happy to know that she's almost back home, I can't wait...  I actually didn't know how I was gonna take a moment like this, but now I'm hhhhmmmm...  anxious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely have right now on my face one of those stupid smirks, which you can see on anyone's that has had a wonderful moment.  Oh you know which one, the 'something really good just happened' smile.  Hehehe...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly everything just feels like it's gonna be all right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daiyoubu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome back D!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115708574152339919?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115708574152339919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115708574152339919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115708574152339919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115708574152339919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/08/od.html' title='=oD'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115701679264842615</id><published>2006-08-31T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:38.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It never will get old...</title><content type='html'>It might get boring...  but never old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say that I miss you lots, and just knowing that you are coming back brings a smile not only to me but also my heart!&lt;br /&gt;You know what you mean to me, and I don't lie...&lt;br /&gt;When I say that without you I just might die(cool little rhyme, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, I am looking forward to seeing you again.  It has felt like an eternity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115701679264842615?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115701679264842615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115701679264842615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115701679264842615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115701679264842615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-never-will-get-old.html' title='It never will get old...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115692173283009757</id><published>2006-08-30T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:38.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait...</title><content type='html'>I think the saying is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Happiness is not getting what you want, it's appreciating what you have..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;I gotta make a note and remember to search this one up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115692173283009757?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115692173283009757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115692173283009757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115692173283009757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115692173283009757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/08/wait.html' title='Wait...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115692140602801832</id><published>2006-08-29T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:38.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right now</title><content type='html'>It is definitely one of those moments when I ask to myself "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder &lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt; I sometimes do what I do...&lt;br /&gt;It seems like the action was made in a hurry, and without thinking...&lt;br /&gt;Then I look at it twice and realize it was made hastily. Now that the moment has passed, I've realize that it was something that was definitely not meant to be rushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of time and definitely some things are not meant to be rushed.  I ponder this and ask myself &lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt; do I rush things?  Recklessness is what it is, and definitely I've been living my life that way for a long time.  Is it truly the time to slow down and look at things from a different point of view?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the wine that's talking right now(or not), but I think I should definitely take things with more calm, after all I am getting old(haha).  Maybe it's just an indication that I should just take more time to appreciate what I have around me, and realize that it's just like that saying:  &lt;em&gt;"It's not about getting what you want, but appreciating what you have..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115692140602801832?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115692140602801832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115692140602801832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115692140602801832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115692140602801832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/08/right-now.html' title='Right now'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115690636434640408</id><published>2006-08-29T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:37.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of Reckless Drivers...</title><content type='html'>Fuck me, I just found out about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"SAN FRANCISCO -- As many as 14 people were injured this afternoon by a motorist who drove around San Francisco deliberately running them down before being arrested by police, who believe the same driver struck and killed a man earlier today in Fremont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least one hit-and-run victim remained in critical condition this evening.&lt;br /&gt;Reports of the incidents began pouring in at 12:47 p.m., police said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within a half-hour, San Francisco police had cornered and arrested 29-year-old Omeed Aziz Popal, who has addresses in Ceres (Stanislaus County) and Fremont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Authorities suspect Popal was the same driver who ran over and killed a 54-year-old man in Fremont around noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That man, whose name was not immediately released, had been walking in a bicycle lane at Fremont Boulevard near Ferry Lane when he was struck and thrown into a field, where, as of 5:30 p.m., his body remained covered with a tarp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That crash scene is just blocks from Popal's Fremont address, where he had most recently been living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Francisco police spokesman Sgt. Neville Gittens said the attacks in the city occurred at 12 locations over a 20-minute period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The hits were intentional,'' he said, noting that police are treating them as assaults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gittens had no information about a possible motive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popal was arrested after patrol cars boxed in his black Honda SUV, its windshield and right front headlight smashed, outside a Walgreens store on Spruce Street between California and Mayfair in the Laurel Heights area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dental office manager, who identified herself only as Kira, watched from a second-floor window as police dragged the driver out of his vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He was absolutely indifferent, no fear, no expression,'' she said. "He was like a zombie.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Architect Jeremy Warms also saw police pull Popal out of the SUV and sit him down on the curb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He looked calm and pretty clean-cut, like a normal guy,'' Warms said. "He sat on the pavement for a good 25 minutes. I don't think anyone said anything to him. They put him in a police car and took him away.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening, it was unclear exactly how many people had been injured, and in what order the incidents occurred. The police reported the following injuries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Two people, one of them a child, were seriously injured on the 3500 block of California Street in Laurel Heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Three people were hit at California and Fillmore streets. Witnesses said they included a man with a broken hip and a woman with a gashed head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Two people were seriously hurt at Bush and Pierce streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- One person was seriously injured at Bush and Buchanan streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- One person suffered minor injuries in an incident at 1850 Fillmore St.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Two other people suffered minor injuries when they were hit at Pine at Divisadero streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Two people were hit and suffered minor injuries at Divisadero and Bush streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was like 'Death Race 2000,' " firefighter Danny Bright said at California and Fillmore streets as an ambulance stood nearby. "Guys were walking down the sidewalk, and the guy just came up and ran them over. The guy went crazy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayor Gavin Newsom visited five of the victims at San Francisco General Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This was so senseless and inexplicable,'' the mayor said afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One man he visited, who identified himself as Jesse, said as he was walking out of the hospital, "The car came after me. I'm lucky to be alive. Life is good.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the other six victims taken to S.F. General, who ranged in age from 18 to 84, four were scheduled to be discharged later in the day, and one was in critical condition in the intensive care unit, said Eileen Shields, spokeswoman for the city Public Health Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three other victims were taken to St. Francis Hospital, one to Kaiser and two to California Pacific Medical Center, authorities said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emanule Gowan, 50, said he had been standing on his Steiner Street doorstep around 1 p.m. when an SUV roared by, driving the wrong way down Bush Street, and hit an elderly man in the crosswalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The man must have gone up in the air about 8 feet and landed on the SUV's windshield,'' Gowan said. "He slid off the windshield, and the SUV rolled right over him and took off, leaving the man hollering on the ground.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After running a stop sign and hitting another pedestrian in a crosswalk on Sutter Street, the driver headed off down Steiner, Gowan said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I looked right at him, and he looked at me as he busted down the street," Gowan said. "He was very calm.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other witnesses described the SUV as jumping the sidewalk in apparent pursuit of pedestrians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackie Le, owner of J.T. Nails on Fillmore Street, said she was filing a customer's nails around 12:50 p.m. when the woman started screaming, "Oh my God, an SUV on the sidewalk -- it hit a woman on the sidewalk.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda Tuttle, a stylist at a beauty salon on Fillmore between Bush and Sutter, said she saw the driver heading down the sidewalk, sitting close to the steering wheel, an angry look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry Jackson saw the vehicle driving the right direction on Bush Street, slowing at the intersection of Pierce Street as a woman walked in the crosswalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He let her walk by till she got in front of him, and he just punched it," Jackson said. He attended to the woman and, a short time later, the driver roared down Bush in the wrong direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SUV struck two people in front of the Jewish Community Center of San Francisco on California Street, a few blocks from where the rampage ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood covered the sidewalk in front of the center's gift store entrance, and 50 feet farther down the sidewalk lay a mangled bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Security cameras in front of the center captured images of the incident, which happened at 1:12 p.m., according to Aaron Rosenthal, spokesman for the community center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One victim, Pedro Aglugov, 70, was sitting at a table at a sidewalk cafe at California and Fillmore with his head bandaged with gauze, holding an ice pack to one elbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He was going real fast," Aglugov said of the driver. "I was lucky I wasn't hurt more.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eliseo Billones Jr., 24, a canvasser for Greenpeace, had been standing on the corner when Aglugov was hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He was going berserk," Billones said of the driver. "It was a red light, and he just ran the red light. I saw him (Aglugov) hit the corner of the bumper and tumble.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barclay Lynn, 39, of San Francisco, said she and a friend had been traveling east on Bush when they noticed a black SUV driving away and saw that a motorcyclist had been hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The motorcyclist stood in the intersection trying to signal the driver to stop,'' Lynn said. The SUV then "went speeding in reverse on Bush heading west, weaving in and out of traffic. The whole right side of his SUV was smashed in.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Frankie's Bohemian Cafe at Divisadero and Pine, a man named William, who asked that his last name not be used, said he had been walking south on Divisadero when "we heard the thump, turned around, saw bodies flying.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver went down Pine and Bush, "stood on the gas," then a couple of minutes later "came flying up through the bus lane" headed north on Divisadero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another man at the cafe, Max Bran, said, "We thought he was going to stop and give up, but instead he just stepped on the gas. It didn't matter, regardless of the lights.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bran said he saw a woman knocked down. "She was just crossing the street, just crossing the street," he said. "In fact, I had just crossed the street.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Authorities suspect that the SUV is the same one that struck and killed a pedestrian in Fremont earlier today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That victim had been walking north on Fremont Boulevard in the bicycle lane when he was struck from behind and knocked several feet into a field, Fremont Officer Alan Zambonin said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was pronounced dead at the scene. The black SUV, a Honda described as a Pilot or a CRV, made no attempt to stop or help the victim, police said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zambonin estimated the SUV had been traveling as fast as 50 mph and sped away with a blown out windshield and damage to the right front side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a good possibility (the incidents) are all connected,'' Zambonin said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chronicle staff writers Vanessa Hua, Matt Stannard, Wyatt Buchanan, Jill Tucker, Nanette Asimov, Cecilia Vega and Susan Sward contributed to this report.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shit just cannot be tolerated!!!&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with this guy?!?!?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll definitely will have to keep an eye on any development in this story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115690636434640408?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2006/08/29/BAGAEKRCO55.DTL' title='Speaking of Reckless Drivers...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115690636434640408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115690636434640408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115690636434640408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115690636434640408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/08/speaking-of-reckless-drivers.html' title='Speaking of Reckless Drivers...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115690512079482473</id><published>2006-08-29T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:37.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch!</title><content type='html'>I finally decided it is time to fix my bicycle since today I found that the rear wheel brake got all messed up after yesterday's little 'incident' with the car.  So after work I decided to just head over to the bike shop and shop around to see if I could get the wheel and the new brake system(which they didn't had).  So as I was contemplating my options I just decided to ask the mechanic about a tune up for my bike and after he saw it he pretty much estimated the work to be around oh...  over $200!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup you read it right. it's gonna be over $200 since they gotta replace a couple of parts(chain, and the rear wheel thingies, I forget the name of the part) and also labor and the cost of the new wheel and brakes...   Ugh!  But you know what, I'm not gonna mind spending that much on it, since I gotta admit that of all the things that I have(other that the pc), my bike is definitely one that I need the most.  So you know, I'm willing to drop all that money to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...  but I do gotta say that it is gonna hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115690512079482473?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115690512079482473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115690512079482473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115690512079482473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115690512079482473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/08/ouch.html' title='Ouch!'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115681445967739001</id><published>2006-08-28T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:37.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe Haven...  ?!?</title><content type='html'>Dammit it is truly an adventure just trying to get home.  ESPECIALLY if you bike around in this city.  Not long ago (around a month or so) some guy almost ran over me as he was coming out of a gas station because he didn't look both ways.  Luckily on that occasion I was able to jump off the bike before her ran over me as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY some bitch caught my rear wheel because of the same reason.  As I was crossing the walkway down on Moraga &amp; 19th, she just didn't 'bothered' to look both ways.  Since apparently she wanted to make a right turn on a red and beat the oncoming traffic, she just kept on going and as I was just clearing her car she caught my back wheel.  Ridiculous if you ask me, I mean I know sometimes you are in  a hurry and want to test your 'abilities' behind the wheel but always make sure to look both ways every fucking time!  I'm pissed, really pissed...  but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I can say that I got out of this one without a scratch and I'm also lucky that my bike didn't suffer any damage, 'cos it would suck if anything else would happen to it.  Not only do I still have to find a nice matching wheel for it, but yeah I need to have someoen take a look at it and do some maintenance on it.  It's on priority right now, as I notice that it's time to get new tubes for it, and also I gotta replace the front brakes, although I guess I'll do that after I find the wheel for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm done ranting for right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115681445967739001?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115681445967739001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115681445967739001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115681445967739001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115681445967739001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/08/safe-haven.html' title='Safe Haven...  ?!?'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115674191318081349</id><published>2006-08-27T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:37.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dum de dum dee dummmmm...</title><content type='html'>So after a long weekend of working and partying I finally had a slow Sunday evening.  Finally I was able to just rest and chill at my house without worrying about stuff to do.  Although there is a lot of things that I still have to do(e.g. my review), but I will manage to do that later(as in tomorrow).  Yeah, yeah, yeah I know, don't leave things for tomorrow if you can do it today...  but I mean c'mon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I was playing around with the light decoration in my room and I seem to have hit the jackpot.  I had some x-mas lights(which I never got around to putting them in my old room) laying around and today I placed them on the wall facing my bed.  It looks good, I think it was a good idea and it might save some energy.  I dunno, but I like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I've been thinking lately of getting some model or one of those miniature puzzles so I can put it on top of the cubby hole thingy that I have.  I haven't decided yet as to what to get thought...  I was looking forward towards buying a &lt;a href="http://www.lego.com"&gt;LEGO&lt;/a&gt; set of some kind.  I can't believe how expensive some of them can get to be.  It's kinda ridiculous in one way, but I guess I would totally pay to get it.  I haven't decided still though on what I will get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, Saturday was the last day of the Summer session and I have to say that I'm glad it's over.  I really had a tough time these past couple of months.  I guess it was the whole situation where classes didn't run the normal way that they shoulda have and it just plainly sucked!  Oh well, at least the scheduel for the next session is normal again.  I'm looking forward to seeing what's gonna happend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I gotta eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115674191318081349?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115674191318081349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115674191318081349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115674191318081349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115674191318081349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/08/dum-de-dum-dee-dummmmm.html' title='Dum de dum dee dummmmm...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115631504618608544</id><published>2006-08-22T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:37.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder</title><content type='html'>I guess it is true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of lately I've been thinking a lot about Danielle. I guess it's also because I know that she's gonna be back in a couple of weeks and I'm, hhhmmmm... anxious about it... uuuummm... kinda wondering what's gonna go on when she gets back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely these past couple of months without having her around have been interesting. I have to admit that I have learned a lot about myself and also have been able to see my 'relationship' with her from another perspective. I have to admit that things got kinda crazy before and I have no explanation as to why. Maybe it was because I was afraid to be alone, especially because I have such strong feelings towards her and I didn't want to lose her. But now that she's been away I'm not as insecure(I guess we could call it) as I was before. Of course there's still some anxiety which I tend to feel from time to time, but... I dunno it's kinda like I've had admitted that she's a part of my life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what happends now that she's coming back is just destiny.  But one thing is for certain, and that is that all this time that she has been away I've grown fonder of her and I love her even more now than when she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115631504618608544?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.goenglish.com/AbsenceMakesTheHeartGrowFonder.asp' title='Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115631504618608544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115631504618608544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115631504618608544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115631504618608544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/08/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html' title='Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115613676330596158</id><published>2006-08-20T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:36.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just chillin'!</title><content type='html'>Man it really has been some time since I have put something on here, I know it's just that I haven't been up to typing anything. There's been a lot going on thought, let's see in just a small summary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped on Friday in this 'pilot' program which took several kids with physical disabilities out to &lt;a href="http://www.co.sanmateo.ca.us/smc/department/home/0,,5556687_12305989_12313345,00.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coyote Point Recreation Area&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. My role wasn't a big one, as I just helped translate and help communications between the organizers and the parents. It was fun, I got to meet a woman named Lori who is the program coordinator for the &lt;a href="http://www.borp.org/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bay Area Outreach &amp;amp; Recreation Program&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(or &lt;a href="http://www.borp.org/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BORP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for short), and she is an inspiration. Not only is she coordinating the program and helping all the kids and their families(most of them with low income) but she also has disabilities of her own(more on that later) and has been able to overcome them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in between birthday parties(Dr. Laura), and wedding celebrations(Pirata, and Leo) I have manage to get my hands on a Papasan Chair for cheap! Although I had to clean the mattress of some cat hair, it looks really nice in the room. The 'proactivity' for Sunday was also kinda fun, I was able to go shopping for some groceries(finally!), got me a new pump for the bike, a pouch for my camera(about time!). Although I wasn't able to achieve my main goal(which was to get the new wheel for my beaten bike), my neighbor(who I just met today, although he's been living downstairs for almost the same time as I) hooked me up with a provisional front wheel while I get my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I think it has been a pretty good couple of past days. Putting aside the fuck up things that my ex-rommmate did everything has been going on smoothly. NOW the only thing that I have to do is finish my never ending self-review which I been meaning to complete for the past week. I dunno, it's just that sometimes I don't know what to write. I've just been focusing and thinking more on other things, but I will rally my ass to finish this today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115613676330596158?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115613676330596158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115613676330596158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115613676330596158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115613676330596158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-chillin.html' title='Just chillin&apos;!'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115554629498040170</id><published>2006-08-14T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:36.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Things...</title><content type='html'>IT's been quite some time since I've put anything here.  Not like I have forgotten to put anything down or the likes, it's just that I've been busy, and also when I have the time to do it, I just don't want to write anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy thought, there's been a lot of things that have been going on.  I've moved into the new room which is great!  I like the layout of it, and the ppl that have seen it have given me positive remarks on it.  Let's see, at work things have been the same...  well almost, the usual up's and down's.  Personally I've been ok, this past week I got a cold of some sort and I've been fighting it off and trying to get better, but it's being a BITCH and it just won't go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least I can say that I'm alive and well.  I can say that I'm pretty happy with myself.  Today I got to clean the entire kitchen and bathroom, and also 'decorate' them, I have decided to donate some of my plants to the apartment, Vico's new place is in the kitchen and Rommy's in the bathroom.  They both bring a better overall view to the place.  I'm so happy, although I need to get some more plants for my room now, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an email from D last nite and it totally lifted my spirits.  She's doing great over there and it seem as she's relaxed both physically and mentally.  I'm so happy for her since she definitely deserves it.  She was stressing way too much back here, and just by reading her email I can see her calmness spiritually.  It's like she's opening up to a new world and she's ready to fly away and discover all that's out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally happy for her and I dunno.  She always makes me smile and think positive of things.  It's crazy to think that she's gonna be home soon.  Time sure has passed by and now...  I dunno, I wonder how things are gonna be when she comes back.  I sometimes hate myself for thinking too much about stuff like that.  It's not like I do it all the time, but when I do it just makes me wonder and I ponder about it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow I gotta go now, I still gotta finish up my laundry, and upload some programs to my ipod...  hhhhhhmmmm...  oh well, later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115554629498040170?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115554629498040170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115554629498040170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115554629498040170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115554629498040170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/08/little-things.html' title='Little Things...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115432932008409877</id><published>2006-07-30T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:35.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouncing back</title><content type='html'>It's been a week since my granny died back home and it's been a tough week. I was lucky that I bounce back from that fairly quickly, and I guess the reason being that since I'm so far away it didn't affect me as much. Now on the other part, my mom and my bro have been devastated by this. I talked to the two of them and they are having a hard time both of them, and what makes it worse is the fact that everything that surrounds them pretty much reminds them of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See for me when my other granny died here I decided to leave pretty much everything behind and just moved on completely. I made sure I wasn't gonna bring with me anything that would bring back memories or any type of mementos. Sure it was tough, I mean I gave my life a full 180 twist and looked away. But they can't afford to do that, since they just can't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno... it's hard to foresee how this is all gonna turn out. I just hope that the recovery period is not gonna be a long arduous process for them. I know how that feeling is, and I really don't want them to go through the same, although they have the advantage that they have each other, as to oppose me that I was alone, although I made the choice to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115432932008409877?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115432932008409877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115432932008409877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115432932008409877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115432932008409877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/07/bouncing-back.html' title='Bouncing back'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115370917070641353</id><published>2006-07-23T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:35.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So it is...</title><content type='html'>Today I got a call from back home.  News of my granny passing away, and well... I dunno.  I really can't write anything right now.  I'm numbed by the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace granny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115370917070641353?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115370917070641353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115370917070641353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115370917070641353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115370917070641353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-it-is.html' title='So it is...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115355031295678739</id><published>2006-07-21T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:35.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks like a winner!</title><content type='html'>Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another quick note, which I forgot to put out there, it looks as if we found a new roommate! Her name is Sayuri and she seems cool. I'm sooo relieved that the search is over and I don't have to worry about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I gotta worry about is the whole room swappin' situation which should start and soon as Lang starts moving out. Although she has to come back from Europe first and then I'll worry about it, oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow I'm off to play UNO... with alcohol... hhhmmmm... I'm second guessing myself on this one now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=oP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115355031295678739?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115355031295678739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115355031295678739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115355031295678739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115355031295678739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/07/looks-like-winner.html' title='Looks like a winner!'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115354977080045778</id><published>2006-07-21T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:35.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinating at home... AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>Yup, it happened again...  I did nothing at all today.  Yeah, yeah... I know I was suppoese to do a couple of errands and all, but oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way I'm happy I just stayed a thome and didn't do anything, a lot of crazy things happend(from what I heard) and shit almost went down at work.  Because what went down don't really affect, or involve me I won't go into details, but I gotta say that work is going to shit.  I mean that place is on the verge of going downhill and it's a shame.  I dunno, it's sometimes hard to describe and put things into perspective to outsiders...  It's something that you gotta be there livin it, and seeing it to really understand...  it's the personal 'drama' of the workplace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I rather just set myself aside and just watch it from the bench, but sometimes I can't deny the fact that it also influences me and involved me at the same time.  It's a vicious circle and I guess it's what we all have to go through sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough about that, on a lighter, more brighter note I talked with Danielle over the phone tonight.  =o)  I gotta say that it was a pleasant surprise to hear her voice, I really do miss her, and even thought we only talked for a fraction of what we would 'usually' would, it was worth it.  It's amazing that she's coming back on Sept 5th.  One more month and a half...  Time sure goes fast when you don't think about it that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking about her a lot these past couple of days...  I guess it's the whole running into ppl I've met throught her and just hanging out in the 'artsy' scene lately, that kinda makes me think of her, and just think to myself &lt;em&gt;'oh she would love to look at this'&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;'I'm sure she would love to talk to this person about that&lt;/em&gt;'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...  anyhow, I', gonna wrap it up now.  My roomie is having a somewhat interesting game of UNO and shots going on in the kitchen and it would be fun to join and check that out.  Let's see how it goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115354977080045778?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115354977080045778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115354977080045778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115354977080045778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115354977080045778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/07/procrastinating-at-home-again.html' title='Procrastinating at home... AGAIN!'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115325692487584160</id><published>2006-07-18T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:35.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up's &amp; Down's</title><content type='html'>Yeah this month has been pretty chill for most of the part.  Sure it has had it's up's &amp; down's but overall I think that it hasn't been too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying to recover from the fact that an asshole almost ran me over the other day(luckily I jumped off the bike in time), but I haven't had time to go get my bike fixed.  I gotta admit that last Friday was a fucked up day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes...  the roommate situation...  uuuggghhh... it has been hell, although there's one person who seems like is really interested in the place, hopefully it works out because I am really tired of looking for someone.  I dunno, don't get me wrong, it's not like I don't like doing the work and all but it's just that some ppl just flake out, and don't even let you know wheter they have found something better or not.  It would be all easier if ppl would just be more straight up about things and let you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing about this is that because I want to keep the options open I haven't been able to get in touch with some other ppl.  I dunno, I guess I should just take this more as a bussiness and just be less hopeful on other ppl.  I dunno, it's a really hard thing to do even thought you would think that getting someone for a place is simple.  In my opinion it is definitely easier to look for a place rather than to look for a new roommate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well enought ranting about what's going on, I gotta get ready to get out of here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115325692487584160?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115325692487584160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115325692487584160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115325692487584160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115325692487584160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/07/ups-downs.html' title='Up&apos;s &amp; Down&apos;s'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115244279773163393</id><published>2006-07-09T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:35.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't deny...</title><content type='html'>The fact that I still think about Danielle... &lt;br /&gt;I miss her a lot, and yeah I know that she's gonna be back sooner that what it feels, and all that but(yeah there's ALWAYS a BUT)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that when she comes back things will be weird, or I dunno... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She always says that the more you fear something, then the more probable that it might happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to think about it, I just miss her a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=o/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115244279773163393?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115244279773163393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115244279773163393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115244279773163393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115244279773163393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-cant-deny.html' title='I can&apos;t deny...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115234294503317348</id><published>2006-07-08T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:35.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The search has begun...</title><content type='html'>For a new roommate, and man were there a lot of responses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the hour of posting the ad for it, I had like 10 ppl contact me about it... Oh well it's gonna be fun looking for a new roomie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115234294503317348?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115234294503317348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115234294503317348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115234294503317348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115234294503317348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/07/search-has-begun.html' title='The search has begun...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115208487422439689</id><published>2006-07-05T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:35.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting out thoughts...</title><content type='html'>You know it's kinda hard some times to just let your thoughts out.  For me at least I definitely believe that it's my biggest problem.  Just trying to make things come out and express myself.  I was wondering today, and kinda tried to make sense as to why I do this a lot, and it's hard to pin point why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's rejection?  Shyness?  Foolness?  or maybe it's something that I just don't think it's that important so therefore I just let it go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhhmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, maybe it's the whole, I wanna stay in a 'somewhat' neutral position about things, therefore I don't argue or let my ideas out from time to time.  Then this brings the question, as to why I decide to remain neutral? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just a matter of going with the flow for me.  I dunno...  kinda weird I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one of those thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115208487422439689?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115208487422439689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115208487422439689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115208487422439689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115208487422439689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/07/letting-out-thoughts.html' title='Letting out thoughts...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115197797547364896</id><published>2006-07-03T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:35.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuckin' right...</title><content type='html'>Tequila hangovers are not pretty...&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell noooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After consuming an excessive amount of tequila on Saturday night, I gotta say it took me a while(oohh like a day) to get on my feet.  It was horrible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you had a great, awesome...  almost heavenly time, when the next day you feel like crap, with a &lt;em&gt;'i-wanna-die' &lt;/em&gt;headache, and evetytime you see or smell food all you think about is sticking your head inside the toilet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you tequila!!!&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115197797547364896?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115197797547364896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115197797547364896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115197797547364896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115197797547364896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/07/fuckin-right.html' title='Fuckin&apos; right...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115172012889167068</id><published>2006-06-30T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:35.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>Friday...&lt;br /&gt;What to do???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's horrible I got my paycheck today for this month and it sucked ass...  This whole 'cutting' of classes for the summer is killing me.  Oh well...  Work is kinda ackward lately, now don't get me wrong I'm not talking about the kids...  It's just oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing the subject Vico is having a sibling!!!  Yup!!!&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've been taking good care of it.  A couple of days ago I notice a new uuummm...  whatcha ma call it? Something new is sprouting out of the ground.  Ummm...  trunk?  Let's see...  I dunno but it's a small sibling... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this weekend(changing subjects again) I need to start looking for a new roommate since Lang's gonna be moving out in August.  Great!  Another headache, but oh well, I guess that's how it goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well July's around the corner...  I guess new challenges await me AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe!&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115172012889167068?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115172012889167068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115172012889167068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115172012889167068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115172012889167068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/06/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115157540337828399</id><published>2006-06-29T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:35.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more "naps"</title><content type='html'>Dammit, I hate it when my so-called "20 minute nap" turns into a fucking 4 hour nap fest. Now I can't go to sleep and it's almost 3am. Hhhhmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I guess my sleeping hours are gonna be messed up for the next couple of days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note I have realized(well... ok so I already knew this but I've just been kinda lagging on it) that I need to cut my hair. I've been meaning to grow it a little bit but I'm getting tired of it. I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking all scruffy... AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/roguish_thoughts/177600112/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Crazy hair" src="http://static.flickr.com/78/177600112_2f9f81edfb_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Hehe...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115157540337828399?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115157540337828399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115157540337828399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115157540337828399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115157540337828399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-more-naps.html' title='No more &quot;naps&quot;'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115146910583323052</id><published>2006-06-27T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:35.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh man, oh man...</title><content type='html'>This sucks man, Spain got eliminated today by France... Booooooooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, another 4 years wasted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note my little bro's B-day was yesterday and like nothing he turned 9! Damn!!! It's kinda insane to think that I saw him for the last time 4 years ago. Also it's kinda insane to think that I came here 4 years ago as well and I dunno, I guess that's the way life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone would have told me about everything that has happened to me during the past four years I would have just laughed. I could have definitely believe some of it, but not all of it. I mean after all I know myself, and could have forseen a lot of it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, oh man...&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go fix David's pc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115146910583323052?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115146910583323052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115146910583323052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115146910583323052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115146910583323052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-man-oh-man.html' title='Oh man, oh man...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115139300311775396</id><published>2006-06-27T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:35.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>Finally I went over to the Tenant's Union to have the letter checked and it's all set.  I'm gonna give the landlord the letter along with the rent checks for next month and we'll see what happends.  In the meantime I gotta start putting an ad to start looking for a new roommate...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well at least I'm gonna be busy for the next couple of days, if not weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer time is definitely a weird one for me at work.  For one thing the whole rotation if so messed up that it just throws me off.  I guess I just have to get used to it or something.  MAYBE I'm just losing it and it's time to move on?!? &lt;br /&gt;I dunno, I'm just having a problem with adapting to things right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I'm so sore right now, it's definitely fun to play soccer again, but I forgot also that it takes time to get the body back into shape...  owie, owie, oooowww...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAn I'm all over the place!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115139300311775396?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115139300311775396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115139300311775396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115139300311775396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115139300311775396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/06/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115123386937295477</id><published>2006-06-25T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:34.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A small thought...</title><content type='html'>What can I say?&lt;br /&gt;We always have good times...  we always have bad times...  we always...  hhhhmmmm...  we are always comfortable around each other.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to you on Friday and it was fun.  It was ackward since I know it's probably the last time I'm gonna hear your voice in a long time...  well ok so 2 months ain't that long, but it does feel like it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It bring me joy to know that you are so happy, and I notice that just by listening to your voice.  It's different, it's just, I dunno, it's just different.  I'm happy everytime I hear it since I kinda understand why I fell for you the way that I did.  It's ok, I mean I know we are not on the same page, but life it's sometimes that way, and all we can do is just accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this trip will be good for you, and also I know that when you come back things will be different.  You will be different, and probably I'll be different...  adventures like the one you are about to embark do that.  I dunno how this will go, but definitely I want to tell you that I will always be there for you, because my heart belongs to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be safe, and know that there's always someone who will always be waiting for you...  my &lt;em&gt;heavy heart&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you...&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115123386937295477?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115123386937295477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115123386937295477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115123386937295477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115123386937295477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/06/small-thought.html' title='A small thought...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115109006419633124</id><published>2006-06-23T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:34.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinating...</title><content type='html'>Dammit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already noon today and I haven't done anything...&lt;br /&gt;I got to do a lot of shit today but since it's my day off I'm just chillin' at my house and not doing anything...  hhhhhhmmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I will start to do what I have to do...  enough is enough...  or so they say, hah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115109006419633124?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115109006419633124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115109006419633124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115109006419633124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115109006419633124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/06/procrastinating.html' title='Procrastinating...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115096342696827092</id><published>2006-06-22T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:34.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outtasite (outta Mind)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Outtasite (Outta Mind)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Wilco&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we don't talk much but you're but you're such a good talker,&lt;br /&gt;oh-whoa&lt;br /&gt;Well I know we should take a walk but y'er such a fast walker, oh-whoa,&lt;br /&gt;well alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know where I'll be tonight, alright&lt;br /&gt;Outta mind outta site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well O.K., I know you don't love me but you'll still be thinking of me,&lt;br /&gt;oh-whoa&lt;br /&gt;Well alright, I know you probably hate me, that's O.K. with me, &lt;br /&gt;well alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know where I'll be tonight, alright&lt;br /&gt;Outta mind outta site&lt;br /&gt;Outta mind outta site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't see me now&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to anyhow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out, here I come again and I'm bringing my friends&lt;br /&gt;Look out, here I come again, I'll bring my friends, o.k. alright o.k.&lt;br /&gt;alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know where I'll be tonight, alright&lt;br /&gt;Outta mind outta site&lt;br /&gt;Outta mind outta si-ite&lt;br /&gt;Outta mind outta si-i-i-ite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; Meh!  hehe! &lt;---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115096342696827092?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115096342696827092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115096342696827092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115096342696827092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115096342696827092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/06/outtasite-outta-mind.html' title='Outtasite (outta Mind)'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115096114678280807</id><published>2006-06-22T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:34.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old friends...</title><content type='html'>Man it's been a week of meeting old friends...&lt;br /&gt;On the weekend I got to see an old friend who graduated with me from high school, and that was weird, I mean to find someone almost ten years later and FUCK! Ten years later, and almost what 2000 miles away from home?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, something that doesn't happend everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, today I also met up with Heidi, which I hadn't seen in oooohhh I dunno, about a year or so... Well maybe it's more like 9 months.... but either way my point is that I hadn't seen her in a long time. It was fun, just catching up and recalling the good old times... or so they seem now, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it's good to see familiar faces which you thought long gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/roguish_thoughts/172488887/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cheers!" src="http://static.flickr.com/73/172488887_5452ddf232_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;=P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115096114678280807?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115096114678280807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115096114678280807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115096114678280807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115096114678280807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/06/old-friends.html' title='Old friends...'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115095787345484313</id><published>2006-06-21T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:34.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soap Bubbles</title><content type='html'>It's so funny how the simple things in life can mean so much.  It the small things that make life seem a little bit more interesting, more vivid...  it's the little things that make life what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately there's been a lot of things that have reminded me of better times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a certain scent...&lt;br /&gt;a smile...&lt;br /&gt;the sound of a familiar voice...&lt;br /&gt;soap bubbles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling a whole lot better, at least tonite I do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115095787345484313?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115095787345484313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115095787345484313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115095787345484313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115095787345484313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/06/soap-bubbles.html' title='Soap Bubbles'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412183.post-115086960990721776</id><published>2006-06-20T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:44:34.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Foot</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the pillows - MY FOOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare ka no sei janai, ki tzuiteiru&lt;br /&gt;Yappari boku wa ima mo SUTORENJÂ&lt;br /&gt;Hikari ni muragatte osoroi no yume wo mitemo&lt;br /&gt;Igokochi warui dake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaze ni kieta RABU SONGU&lt;br /&gt;Kabe ni hararenakatta POSUTÂ&lt;br /&gt;Watashi sobireteru PUREZENTO ryoute ni kakae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boku wa mada miteru, susumu tsumasaki wo&lt;br /&gt;Ame mo mizutamari mo ki ni shinai ze&lt;br /&gt;Sugu ni kawaku'n da&lt;br /&gt;Itsu no hi ka tachidomaru no nara&lt;br /&gt;Boukenka no you ni susume, my foot&lt;br /&gt;Michi naki michi wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akogare no tobira no sukima kara&lt;br /&gt;Nusunda PASUPÔTO ja mou muri sa&lt;br /&gt;Machi wo nagitaoshite nekoronda yume wo mitemo&lt;br /&gt;Munashiku warau dake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoru wo isogu FANDANGO&lt;br /&gt;Sora wo tobu ki ni natta RÛSUTÂ&lt;br /&gt;Sabaku de mezameta ESUKIMÔ to saikai wo chikai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boku wa mada miteru, to-on no RAIBARU wo&lt;br /&gt;Juuppo saki wo hashiru sono senaka&lt;br /&gt;Boku ni niteru'n da&lt;br /&gt;Itsu made mo akirame no warui&lt;br /&gt;Chousensha no you ni hashire, my foot&lt;br /&gt;Kakato wo narashite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doko ni itemo MISUKYASUTO&lt;br /&gt;Hitorigoto ga fueta ROSUTOMAN&lt;br /&gt;Sasowarenai no ni kotowaru SERIFU wo oboete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boku wa mada miteru, susumu tsumasaki wo&lt;br /&gt;Ame mo mizutamari mo ki ni shinai ze&lt;br /&gt;Sugu ni kawaku'n da&lt;br /&gt;Itsu no hi ka tachidomaru no nara&lt;br /&gt;Boukenka no you ni susume, my foot&lt;br /&gt;Michi naki michi wo&lt;br /&gt;Kakato wo narashite, ikou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; The translation is &lt;a href="http://www.pirouzu.net/lyrics/my_foot/myfoot.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8412183-115086960990721776?l=edegaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.pirouzu.net/lyrics/my_foot/myfoot.html' title='My Foot'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/feeds/115086960990721776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8412183&amp;postID=115086960990721776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115086960990721776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8412183/posts/default/115086960990721776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edegaru.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-foot_20.html' title='My Foot'/><author><name>Shimonu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798306104334045260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EcxGPfBk9iI/R3IgPxhclfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oJRxQRUmxqs/S220/IMG_7868.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
