<?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-29941017</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:14:04.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my thing...</title><subtitle type='html'>"Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds" - Albert Einstein</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Novacaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14929075929183341056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7018/3201/320/marktetin%20g.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29941017.post-115367841157468201</id><published>2006-07-23T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T12:16:12.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American policy - The pride of human rights!!!</title><content type='html'>They love pets and care a lot about their rights, even for those most dangerous unmerciful ones; if they can find a way to make badgers or weasels sacred, they won't hesitate.&lt;br /&gt;They hold demonstrations against fur and leather clothing; the poor dead rabbit that was used to make a Calvin Klein piece is just outrageous!&lt;br /&gt;Fighting against testing medications on animals to save them torture, you know what will be easier?! Test them on third world countries! It will be more convenient and fair for both parties, charge low prices on untested medicine, if it didn't kill them; then its good for them!!! A very intelligent scheme, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about animals, these are people who fight for ethics and peace. They even started a war, sacrificed their troops, orphaned their families and cried their mothers to defend their lies, what was the lie again? Mass destruction and terrorism!!! And all this time I thought they wanted the petrol for themselves, naive me!!!&lt;br /&gt;Let me spare you details about terrorism, you know, things like killing unarmed children, stripping away other human beings dignity by taking their scarves, pants,….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or their endless struggles for human rights, they promote it better than others with their closed dark and bloody Guantinamo prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, rather than trying to fix other countries, why don't you fix yours, why the persistence on involving yourself in every Arab country? You are doing your duty towards humanity? Well, then you are doing it the wrong way! You come to our countries to build fear, hatred, famine and blood!!! The blood on your hands is another story and a sad one; how many Iraqi lives have gone to the ground because you want to live your lie? I remember very well that day when America attacked Iraq, I remember how the streets were glamorous and how the buildings stood tall and proud; now they are bent, broken, no electricity nor water and tainted with blood. The streets that were so clean and peaceful are now filled with exploded cars, camps, tears and the blood!!! It's exactly like a drawing of a demented painter who is predicting the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, lets set Iraq aside, were each and every Arab condemn you on your hideous crimes and lets put Lebanon on the table, that beautiful country with the best landscape world wide, I wonder what the demented painter is drawing right now?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big question is why? Why are you supporting Israel in its madness? We have asked that question a lot when it's killing Palestinians and you throw on us your demented logic that its their land, well if Truman has falsely convinced you with that, then okay, but still if you have a farm and there are "intruders", how will u deal with them? I guess with the barbaric strategy of "kill'em all!" The fact that you have done a mistake with the Indians doesn't mean that you have to encourage the act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you supporting Israel in it's madness? How can you say that Israel has the right to defend itself? On what basis??? IT IS LEADING THE ATTACKS!!! And how are you throwing blame towards Syria, it isn't even an involved party!!! What do you know about Hezb Allah? Other than they are terrorists??? And I hate to be the one who breaks it to you but they have been struggling and defending their country for decades or does the "defense" argument works only for Israel??? And who have crowned you king of the world to decide what's best for every one??? And your policy is very simple "with me and Israel or against us!"&lt;br /&gt;Who gave you the right to refuse to cease fire??? Rise says that Israel will not stop until several conditions are completed, which Ministry does she hold anyways? Israelian? And naive me thought that she is an American!!!&lt;br /&gt;If they really know a thing about human rights, US needs to stop vetoing the ceasefire and start pressuring its crimnal allie to stop!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your presidency and their invisible hands have no idea how they are turning you into tyrants and remember the blood??? It's still dripping heavily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just leave the Middle East alone, you want a war? Get your own!!! Sorry, I forgot you do have yours, by the way, tell me, what is the blood count now in Iraq???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29941017-115367841157468201?l=its-my-thing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/feeds/115367841157468201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29941017&amp;postID=115367841157468201&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115367841157468201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115367841157468201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/2006/07/american-policy-pride-of-human-rights.html' title='American policy - The pride of human rights!!!'/><author><name>Novacaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14929075929183341056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7018/3201/320/marktetin%20g.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29941017.post-115197068103921070</id><published>2006-07-03T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T17:06:34.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about friends (Plz forgive the cheesiness!!!)</title><content type='html'>Never under estimate the value of friends!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The value of them gathered around u!! no restrictions attached..only there for u!!! The large smile on their faces because they know ur happy!!! Today, my friends called me "pretty"and "fun"! Well, i was just a reflection of them, of how they just cover me with love and a safety net!!! I may sound kind of mooshy mooshy! but i'm just speechless!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm graduating this year, ending a phase of my life and all i want to take with me is them! The crazy guy who typed his name and title on his shirt, the other one who drove all around to pick up my friends that he doesn't even know because I sucked in giving directions, the one who saved the day by buying me a cake because i forgot to reserve in advance,my bestfriend who i didn't sit with for a second and called me later to compensate, the one who came early to make sure that everything is set because i'm always late, the one who knew that i loved flowers and left early and came back with them, their creative techniques to make fun out of me!!! or that single moment when i had to wish before i blew the candles and inside of me, my only hope was to keep those so precious to me so near and for life not to seperate us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is recognized with several distinctive traits, and now i have added one more to my list; "great people to hang with!!!", we've been only work colleagues and i had hierarichal authority over most of them of them and now, outside work, they just took me as i am, plain old me!!! Loving me out of nothing at all!&lt;br /&gt;Or my other bestfriend who have struggled to come and then she showed up even before i do!!! or great people that i meet for the first time but soon u feel lucky that they came!&lt;br /&gt;My birthday was never about gifts,it was about remembering the gifts that Allah has generously granted me; the will and the enthusiasm to go through a new year, the gratitude of how i accomplished the previous and friends...friends that would bring a smile on your face even in the hardest times... so thanku God for this life u've given me...wouldn't have wished for better myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the 3rd of July.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29941017-115197068103921070?l=its-my-thing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/feeds/115197068103921070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29941017&amp;postID=115197068103921070&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115197068103921070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115197068103921070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-about-friends-plz-forgive.html' title='It&apos;s about friends (Plz forgive the cheesiness!!!)'/><author><name>Novacaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14929075929183341056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7018/3201/320/marktetin%20g.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29941017.post-115188211479646590</id><published>2006-07-02T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T16:15:14.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On my sacred day!!!!</title><content type='html'>Before i write a thing, its essential to whom it may concern- to know that I'm an activist, i believe that every person should be a positive addition into the world!! Yup,I'm a believer! I believe in the good within humans and if u knew me in person,well, i do have my own work...but thats not the subject anyways...&lt;br /&gt;My sacred day in the whole year, my birthday!!! Don't be struck with my silliness already!just hear me out! Come on!its my sacred day..give me that!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My friends get really pissed at me on how i make a big deal out of it...i have to make my birthday and it has to be just perfect! Do u realize that my friends cant throw me a surprise birthday bec. they are scared from how much i'm obsessed! or usually i find out and start preparing it myself!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just love that day...the day i celebrate me!!!! my mortal existance, my bewildered soul!!! restless most of the time but determined and really good on the inside!!! I love my birthday to the extent that from 1st of january till july,i look up to it and after the 3rd of july, i enjoy its memories till december!!! the 364 days are tolerable because i know that there's one day,that is actually mine and i love that!&lt;br /&gt;I love the smile on my friends face when they come, their competing on who calls me first on midnight, the flowers(the best part!!!), a real happiness wish not a cliché, those who remember my birthday, those who have a second spare to put my name on the reminder to call me, the day when all my friends signed on my shirt, the day that i meet my best friends who i seldomly meet, i may be mistaken,so either they are happy for the big cake or they are just happy that i'm their!!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know..i just love it!!!! I think being 21 isn't that bad..i know that i wanted to accomplish many things by today and though i didn't yet;i'm just happy with whatever i've achieved lately and I'm proud to be me!!!! So just wish me a happy birthday...it will mean alot!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29941017-115188211479646590?l=its-my-thing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/feeds/115188211479646590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29941017&amp;postID=115188211479646590&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115188211479646590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115188211479646590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-my-sacred-day.html' title='On my sacred day!!!!'/><author><name>Novacaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14929075929183341056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7018/3201/320/marktetin%20g.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29941017.post-115170911708667899</id><published>2006-06-30T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T16:11:57.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Across Syria &amp; Inside Homs</title><content type='html'>Recommend to take a look at ! &lt;a href="http://acrosssyria.blogspot.com/"&gt;Across Syria &amp;amp; Inside Homs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29941017-115170911708667899?l=its-my-thing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/feeds/115170911708667899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29941017&amp;postID=115170911708667899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115170911708667899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115170911708667899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/2006/06/across-syria-inside-homs.html' title='Across Syria &amp; Inside Homs'/><author><name>Novacaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14929075929183341056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7018/3201/320/marktetin%20g.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29941017.post-115134099092040105</id><published>2006-06-26T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T09:56:30.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My personal favourite!!!</title><content type='html'>You can turn painful situations around through laughter. If you can find humor in anything, even poverty, you can survive it.      &lt;em&gt;Bill Cosby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29941017-115134099092040105?l=its-my-thing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/feeds/115134099092040105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29941017&amp;postID=115134099092040105&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115134099092040105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115134099092040105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-personal-favourite.html' title='My personal favourite!!!'/><author><name>Novacaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14929075929183341056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7018/3201/320/marktetin%20g.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29941017.post-115113838402585397</id><published>2006-06-24T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T01:39:44.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No More!</title><content type='html'>Oh! Life has changed me,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! I’m no more the same!&lt;br /&gt;I no more sit around talk about how life is tough,&lt;br /&gt;No more poems about sickening sweet love.&lt;br /&gt;I no more fall and stand back up,&lt;br /&gt;I no more fear for doors to be shut&lt;br /&gt;So what if I didn’t get it?&lt;br /&gt;Better luck next time&lt;br /&gt;So I got hurt…so my heart was in bits…&lt;br /&gt;So what…no one said I’ll always be fine&lt;br /&gt;So I cried; but I tried&lt;br /&gt;So I failed…who doesn’t these days?&lt;br /&gt;So what, if its only me, life works in mysterious ways.&lt;br /&gt;No more being sorry for me…said that thousands of times&lt;br /&gt;But today it means…really no more.&lt;br /&gt;This time, I’m going to get what I call mine,&lt;br /&gt;This time, I’ll hit the big scores..&lt;br /&gt;No more fear,&lt;br /&gt;No more…&lt;br /&gt;I know my happiness is near,&lt;br /&gt;So today…I SMILE…&lt;br /&gt;What the hell did sorrow bring me anyway…&lt;br /&gt;I’ll take long breathes…then choke for some while..&lt;br /&gt;Life’s a game…so lets get a head start and play&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you’ll meet me in due time…&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? I’ll be just fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29941017-115113838402585397?l=its-my-thing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/feeds/115113838402585397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29941017&amp;postID=115113838402585397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115113838402585397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115113838402585397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-more.html' title='No More!'/><author><name>Novacaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14929075929183341056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7018/3201/320/marktetin%20g.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29941017.post-115093154000726830</id><published>2006-06-21T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T16:22:50.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The irony of the word "lame"!</title><content type='html'>I don't know about others, but let me talk about "lame" for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's a word that covers many situations, lessens ur effort to explain, expresses deep disinterest in addition ofcourse to its really boring meaning...so, really,.who invented it?!!!!!! I may need to meet that genious who in one word has shortened the use of many insignificant words to probably describe something more insignificant!!!! I don't really admire all the editorial crap and people analysing and analysing what already others had analyzed, and yet it gets more boring....sorry.....lame!!!!!! I myself look now at what I'm writing and i really believe that what I'm writing has only 2 descriptions..."lame" and "crap!!!!"... but come on..how many situations in a day that really raises ur disinterest or provokes u a bit but not to the extent that u can respond back!!! Laminess -if that is a word-has really spread...like an epidemic..begad...when did people become that..that...LAME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Don't mistaken me for a judgemental person, because I'm not,i just don't like wasting time or effort with those who really are too much to handle,whether because of humungous stupidity, slickiness mixed with stupidity or by how fake they are.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lame idea!!!! Lets stamp people!!!!!Stamping people with "Lame",maybe on the forehead.....that would really save the effort of going through the painful process of experiencing "lamity" if that is a word............got to hand it to its inventor.....he've saved me a lot of useless vocabulary... I realize my writing is lame...but what the hell...if all annoying people get to be lame;lets add another one in the world...even though,there may be no more room for annoying people.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, if any person knows the adjective of lame...I would really appreciate if u would enlight me with it..so i can expand this horrible yet useful vocabulary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29941017-115093154000726830?l=its-my-thing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/feeds/115093154000726830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29941017&amp;postID=115093154000726830&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115093154000726830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115093154000726830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/2006/06/irony-of-word-lame.html' title='The irony of the word &quot;lame&quot;!'/><author><name>Novacaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14929075929183341056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7018/3201/320/marktetin%20g.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29941017.post-115075145893702499</id><published>2006-06-19T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T15:38:34.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem- In Today's World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When in time did terminologies change?!&lt;br /&gt;When in time did words stop meaning the same?!&lt;br /&gt;When in time did sucking up become a direction?&lt;br /&gt;When in time has hope become just an option?&lt;br /&gt;When have dreams become that expensive…&lt;br /&gt;High price for high value I understand;&lt;br /&gt;But for the price to be losing everything in hand?!&lt;br /&gt;That’s just too hard for me to take…&lt;br /&gt;That’s just a bad deal to make!&lt;br /&gt;When did people’s feelings get that cold,&lt;br /&gt;Where is that thing called people’s essence?&lt;br /&gt;When did hypocrisy take over the world?&lt;br /&gt;Because I think I have slept through that history lesson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did my life take this turn?&lt;br /&gt;When everything I want isn’t what I need,&lt;br /&gt;When everything I hope for aren’t the things I achieve,&lt;br /&gt;When every single dream I think of&lt;br /&gt;Becomes so highly priced with a value so low?!!&lt;br /&gt;When getting the feeling of love;&lt;br /&gt;I have to burn, before any chance to grow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29941017-115075145893702499?l=its-my-thing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/feeds/115075145893702499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29941017&amp;postID=115075145893702499&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115075145893702499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115075145893702499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/2006/06/poem-in-todays-world.html' title='A poem- In Today&apos;s World'/><author><name>Novacaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14929075929183341056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7018/3201/320/marktetin%20g.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29941017.post-115073248278883620</id><published>2006-06-19T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T10:18:32.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why not?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"So I can actually post whatever I am thinking of?!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You really shouldn't encourage that,well, as a famous quote once said  "If you can't dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with bull." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29941017-115073248278883620?l=its-my-thing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/feeds/115073248278883620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29941017&amp;postID=115073248278883620&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115073248278883620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29941017/posts/default/115073248278883620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-thing.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-not.html' title='Why not?!!'/><author><name>Novacaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14929075929183341056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7018/3201/320/marktetin%20g.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
