<?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-2044899049753698173</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:55:56.447+08:00</updated><category term='Life Philisophy'/><category term='Wicked'/><category term='Fetish'/><category term='Music Video'/><category term='Sick'/><category term='Pets'/><category term='Tada'/><category term='Cosmics'/><category term='Animals'/><category term='Around The World'/><category term='Sidelines'/><category term='Iiocy'/><category term='Ghosts'/><category term='Men'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Gum Wetting Time'/><category term='Dream'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Ramblings'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='Moods'/><category term='Fairy Tale'/><category term='Death'/><category term='love'/><category term='Gift'/><category term='Starters'/><category term='Snacks'/><title type='text'>THE FLYING DUTCHWOMAN</title><subtitle type='html'>Wicked Playground In The Open Seas</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-1329369739583044179</id><published>2008-12-22T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:23:29.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tada'/><title type='text'>ZzZzZzZzZ</title><content type='html'>Dear bro beaber......&lt;br /&gt;Not ZzZzZzZzZz laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;Bz nak rak!!!! Kaki buat kepala...tangan hentam orang...LOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be updating soon I guess. Hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-1329369739583044179?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/1329369739583044179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=1329369739583044179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/1329369739583044179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/1329369739583044179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/12/zzzzzzzzz.html' title='ZzZzZzZzZ'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-5040935408026524202</id><published>2008-09-23T12:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T12:33:53.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It takes a sec to say I LOVE YOU but a life time to show it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-5040935408026524202?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/5040935408026524202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=5040935408026524202&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5040935408026524202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5040935408026524202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/09/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-4808442161736848281</id><published>2008-09-18T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:39:52.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moods'/><title type='text'>What's Become of The Broken Hearted?</title><content type='html'>I wonder if anyone ever remember Marvin Gaye. Born in April 2, 1939 in Washington, D.C. On the afternoon of April 1, 1984 - one day before his 45th birthday - Gaye was shot and killed by the Reverend Marvin Gay, Sr, his own father in the aftermath of a heated argument. Even though he is beyond my time but I had heard this song very often and the lyric are exceptionaly stupendious!!! Appropriate for my kind of mood at this very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT'S BECOME OF THE BOROKEN HEARTED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walk this land with broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;I have visions of many things&lt;br /&gt;Love's happiness is just an illusion&lt;br /&gt;Filled with sadness and confusion,&lt;br /&gt;What becomes of the broken hearted&lt;br /&gt;Who had love that's now departed?&lt;br /&gt;I know I've got to find&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;The fruits of love grow all around&lt;br /&gt;But for me they come a tumblin' down.&lt;br /&gt;Every day heartaches grow a little stronger&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand this pain much longer&lt;br /&gt;I walk in shadows&lt;br /&gt;Searching for light&lt;br /&gt;Cold and alone&lt;br /&gt;No comfort in sight,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping and praying for someone to care&lt;br /&gt;Always moving and goin to where&lt;br /&gt;What becomes of the broken hearted&lt;br /&gt;Who had love that's now departed?&lt;br /&gt;I know I've got to find&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching though I don't succeed,&lt;br /&gt;But someone look, there's a growing need.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, he is lost, there's no place for beginning,&lt;br /&gt;All that's left is an unhappy ending.&lt;br /&gt;Now what's become of the broken-hearted&lt;br /&gt;Who had love that's now departed?&lt;br /&gt;I know I've got to find&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;I'll be searching everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Just to find someone to care.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be looking everyday&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm gonna find a way&lt;br /&gt;Nothings gonna stop me now&lt;br /&gt;I'll find a way somehow&lt;br /&gt;I'll be searching everywhere&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-4808442161736848281?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/4808442161736848281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=4808442161736848281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/4808442161736848281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/4808442161736848281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-become-of-broken-hearted.html' title='What&apos;s Become of The Broken Hearted?'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-7813269726684209856</id><published>2008-09-16T17:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:39:43.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><title type='text'>Doctor!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>They say a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down. Yuck!!!!!!! No matter how sweet the stuff is…HELLOOOO it is still medicine to me!!! &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, how do you administrate antidote for poison which had been left to spread? Easy…just go and jump off the cliff. End of story..bwahahahaha. I've got a bad case of poisoning and it's a truly lousy feeling. Had tried to sleep it off but to no avails. Tried to shut my mind abt it and it makes me feel more lousy. I dunno how long it will take to clear. Soon I hope as I wanna enjoy the upcoming festive. What a way to go.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-7813269726684209856?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/7813269726684209856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=7813269726684209856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/7813269726684209856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/7813269726684209856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/09/doctor.html' title='Doctor!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-2976751803786657279</id><published>2008-09-10T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T12:12:04.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>We, the Sinagporeans....</title><content type='html'>1) You speak or randomly break out in Singlish&lt;br /&gt;2) You crave chicken rice or the various uberlicious hawker foods&lt;br /&gt;3) Tying a soccer game with Malaysia actually means something significant&lt;br /&gt;4) You’re a guy and have no choice about National Service&lt;br /&gt;5) You start daydreaming about $2 Nasi Lemaks&lt;br /&gt;6) Orchard Road is a byword for fun&lt;br /&gt;7) You pronounce and spell stuff the Brit way&lt;br /&gt;8) You pick up the trash after missing the rubbish bin&lt;br /&gt;9) You say rubbish bin and not trash can&lt;br /&gt;10) You end ALMOST every sentence with a 'lah'/'lor'/'hor' and everything looks much better with 'x's and 'z's (right horxxzzz?)&lt;br /&gt;11) You understand all the references in www.talkingcock.com (and find the site funny)&lt;br /&gt;12) You're intimidated by the thought of a 45 minutes to drive to the nearest mall.&lt;br /&gt;13) You're shocked that your ez-link doesn’t work at Mcdonald's around the world&lt;br /&gt;14) People ask you what you speak at home and you say 'uhh...'&lt;br /&gt;15) You are able to communicate in plethora of languages &amp; dialects&lt;br /&gt;16) Swearing in numerous languages &amp; dialects is natural&lt;br /&gt;17) You know that Newton Circus serves up shit food, but still go there anyway&lt;br /&gt;18) You “chope” seats at food courts/hawker centers with little tissue packets&lt;br /&gt;19) You've sung the national anthem since you were in primary 1 and still have no idea what it really means&lt;br /&gt;20) There's always a traffic jam near a vehicle accident 'cause everyone slows down to copy numbers for 4D &lt;br /&gt;21) You start using abbreviations for everything, such as ERP, PIE, MRT, SBS, SMS, CTE, IPPT, NCC, SOC(army word)...... and many more. &lt;br /&gt;22) You look at someone (when you’re overseas) and a 6th sense tells you that they’re from Singapore too&lt;br /&gt;23) Someone asks for the time and your innate response is: “IT’S TIGER TIME!!!” *rawr*&lt;br /&gt;24) Every Christmas, Orchard Road looks more like and more like Deepavali (The Festival of Lights).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-2976751803786657279?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/2976751803786657279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=2976751803786657279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/2976751803786657279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/2976751803786657279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-sinagporeans.html' title='We, the Sinagporeans....'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-8821400268551766463</id><published>2008-09-09T11:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:22:28.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Hokey at Work</title><content type='html'>Here I am eyes on the monitor.....hehe...the piled up files on my right got only a tiny bit of my attention. The "crispy, shiny, faster speed and not forgetting 19" screen monitor" new pc gets my eye (mascaraed)lash fluttering lovingly. I have been complaining that the old server was like a snail and at least it did not fell on deaf ears. Either way, Gavin, our computer genius, who gets paid every month irregardless if his service is used for that month, must have thought I needed such big monitor. I love it though hehe even it may seems like my eye sight is failing...waaaaaa. Age does that you know!!!! Ok ok ok...the actual thing is that I am playing truant with time in the office. Boss is out so hey hey hey!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Since we moved to the new office, work had been non-stop. Even with the office romance and politics, work is still work. With a little bitter taste of course. It's fun to see the ackward behaviour and coded movements of each individuals. Vessels keep sailing in and meeting their requisitions is a total challenge. Playing so called "Pikeman" at the gate is fun to....as in we have to do the immigration clearance via on line. So..more work..more money..yeehaaa!!! Maybe I should ask for more raise but best not to push my luck. At least I am thankful to be having and holding a job even though I need not to. It's different when you are financially independant. I need not hold out my hand to ask and I am free to do whatever I want with my hard earned money. Of course there's the 3 S's rules to stick by...SPEND SOME, SHARE SOME, SAVE SOME...or is that supposed to be 6 S's. I still dream of winning a national lottery..hehe..(how can one win when one never buy any tix!!) Bah!!! But no harm in that. I'd do the travelling all over the world. Get a big land and build a land on 1 side..the rest would be to get any stray animals in. Like an animal shelter. Anyway gambling had never been my cup of tea or cappucino rather. The only so called gambling I do is on my mobile, High Roller Casino. Still looking for that button that says "Pay Out Winnings"!!! LOL!!!!! We are all actually gambling. Not an addiction kind of gambling but in reality. Luck may play a small part but the person must know what to keep and what to throw....Ooooooo...BOSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-8821400268551766463?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/8821400268551766463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=8821400268551766463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/8821400268551766463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/8821400268551766463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/09/hokey-at-work.html' title='Hokey at Work'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-1918293500919588108</id><published>2008-09-09T10:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T10:37:30.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Weather</title><content type='html'>It's gonna be a perfect day today. It's bright with a promise of sunshine when I head off to work. It's such a comforting self assurance when you know that weather are only predicted and the forecast is somehow has the accurancy of 50/50. Singapore do have her very own confused weather but not as bad as UK. I dare to say that country has the most chaotic weather. It'll be warm and sunny for 5 minutes and the next thing you know...er.rap tap tap tap comes the rain. We don't have all the four season and I am truly glad for that. At least its a good excuse to travel abroad to "experience" the winter and so on. The difference for being in the almost equater is the humidity. Even if it rains...one can still go outside and let out the inner child. Ok...I would have to speak for myself on that one. Mimi had spurt out her tea when I told her that one can easily commit suicide in UK. Just stay out in the rain or out all night without any warm clothings and there will be no foul plays. Pneunomia (bloody spell check!!!) Die of natural causes..bwahahahahaha. But it will definitely question the state on mind when doing so. Who is sane these days anyway? It just seems like a good idea at that time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-1918293500919588108?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/1918293500919588108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=1918293500919588108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/1918293500919588108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/1918293500919588108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/09/weather.html' title='Weather'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-7565754464769793826</id><published>2008-09-08T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T23:50:19.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Easier said than done</title><content type='html'>There's a time whereby you get extremely emotional and sentimental. Love songs makes&lt;br /&gt;you angry and cry at the same time. Memories comes flooding in of sweet and bitter. And the bloody weather is not kind at all. It rained most of the time. Even though I love rain but too much of it is not really good. It just gets to your core of that miserable feelings. You cannot shake it off no matter what you do or how hard you try. You will begin to track down on things that went wrong even though you try to look on the brighter side of life. No humans are flawless in their everyday run of life. I won't say I regret on things that had happen be it of an adventure or mishaps. Things always do happen for reason or reasons as the saying goes. But at this moment, I just wish that things are a little different. I know that nobody can change the destiny line but if just by thinking about it can ease the heart &amp; soul for a mere second, I'll do it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in the universe wishes for happiness and so would I. I would like to add up some of the so called much sought after C's. But mine is a little different and a little easier said than done actually. Compassion, Considerations, Common Sense...er can I add Cookies and Cream too? They are still C's..LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...it's jibberish again and I blame it on the rain and missing something in my life. Don't take it the wrong way though...I have almost everything any living ordinary woman would die for and I am thankful...but it lacks of one small tiny detail that would have made so much difference. Some would say.."Stop complaining and enjoy!!!"  Like I have said...easier said than done. Whats the point of having everything when you are not happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-7565754464769793826?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/7565754464769793826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=7565754464769793826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/7565754464769793826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/7565754464769793826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/09/easier-said-than-done.html' title='Easier said than done'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-3576034303912801830</id><published>2008-09-08T15:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T15:35:02.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damage Assesments</title><content type='html'>Accessing datas..................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-3576034303912801830?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/3576034303912801830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=3576034303912801830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/3576034303912801830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/3576034303912801830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/09/damage-assesments.html' title='Damage Assesments'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-5896781198289732616</id><published>2008-08-31T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:37:14.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghosts'/><title type='text'>Old Movie</title><content type='html'>This is going to be irrelevant to what I want to say here actually but I remember one particular movie I had watched way way back when I was...er..a lil younger. It's a ghost movie and I am a bloody sucker for those. I wouldn't want to post any pictures if I can find it as it's being the chinese hungry ghost month..you wouldn't know who or what is watching over my shoulder right now looking at what I am typing. Brrrr...&lt;br /&gt;This particular movie is about a ghost who can would detached her head from her body, fly around and prey on pregnant woman. She's very pretty though and if she gets cuts on her face or something, she would place her head on the dressing table and paint the so called scars....er...I just wonder how she see the scar though. It is still a belief in certain countries that this evil spirits exist. &lt;br /&gt;Now I wish that I can do that but not to remove any scars or pimples or pigmentations but something else. I wish I could cut open my head and remove that bloody nerve thats causing migrains for the last one month!!!!! Then try and untangle those artery as well. A simpler way would be a hammer...LOL!!!! Problem solved!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-5896781198289732616?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/5896781198289732616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=5896781198289732616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5896781198289732616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5896781198289732616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/old-movie.html' title='Old Movie'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-3683807798215175919</id><published>2008-08-30T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T16:13:43.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>ITAWTAW</title><content type='html'>Somethings or people simply just never change. Too bad I am the sort of person who hold on to what other says...as in what they wanna do and so on and it's a bad thing. My philosophy of the "If there's a will..there's a way" will always stand. If people are really genuine, they would really put not too much but at least try a lil effort. Making another's day a lil brighter cost nothing. It simply tells me what that person or persons exactly what me to think or see them to be. &lt;br /&gt;It's simply not a nice thing to do at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-3683807798215175919?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/3683807798215175919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=3683807798215175919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/3683807798215175919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/3683807798215175919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/itawtaw.html' title='ITAWTAW'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-2043403887119071513</id><published>2008-08-30T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T15:25:32.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gift'/><title type='text'>Sneak Peek</title><content type='html'>It was a sneak preview......hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-2043403887119071513?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/2043403887119071513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=2043403887119071513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/2043403887119071513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/2043403887119071513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/sneak-peek.html' title='Sneak Peek'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-1006572952397389034</id><published>2008-08-28T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T23:30:57.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Dry Docking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SLbCWSdkc4I/AAAAAAAAAPk/RoKonHYQMOg/s1600-h/shipwerck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SLbCWSdkc4I/AAAAAAAAAPk/RoKonHYQMOg/s400/shipwerck.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239588904660923266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It's the final frontier.....a galaxy to explore...warp 6...make it so Mr Data!!!ooops!!!! Wrong seas!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Ok..I can't brave the high seas for now. The ship's in total wreck and in dire need of big..and I really mean MAJOR repair. How long will it take..I have no idea at all. I'm gonna leave the ship in the hands of the professional.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the crew and I will have to stay on land for the time being. Get proper supplies to get back to what we are good at.....pillage!!! Perhaps it is time that I stop anyway. Letting my crew have a place they can finally call home? Have a family and so on. As for me...I'm packing it up. Change my ways of being the evil wrench. Sell off my scimtar..my dagger and sword. Be a more subtle person rather than er...whatever I was. Climb up to the top of the mountain..shave my head and be a monk...... UNLIKELY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So......what am I to do....dumdidumdidum.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Work seems to be pilling up in the office!! We have finally engaged a new admin girl to help out with the work. I am now being given the authority to delegate work to certain individuals. If they are not happy about it or thinks that she's a robot..I'll tell it on her face that she's a malfunction robot!!! Well the rest of the "crews" had seen the light of that certain individuals and I guess they felt the difference in tudes. All I do is just observe. Well the new girl is a young single parent. She has an alert mind but not an alert appearance. Who cares anyway as long as she gets the job done and so far for the past 5 days...she seems ok. I don't do trainning as I've said.. I observe and evaluate. We'll see what comes next.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-1006572952397389034?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/1006572952397389034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=1006572952397389034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/1006572952397389034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/1006572952397389034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/dry-docking.html' title='Dry Docking'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SLbCWSdkc4I/AAAAAAAAAPk/RoKonHYQMOg/s72-c/shipwerck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-101289547359273870</id><published>2008-08-27T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T23:47:09.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Yikes!!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh oh...here it comes... I'm doing it again!!!! This is what happen when I have too much things on my hands and mind and not time. When I do finally have a lil of it..here I go getting killed for my curiosities as I sort of make a cocktail out of everything. Too much colours that it turned yucky!! I know it is bad but at least it does release some astringent or mood swings or as simple as..the proverb..Curiosity killed the cat. I dunno really know how many lives I've used and how many I have left and I had better stop. Who know..the next curiosity might be my last one and if I be that cat again...it will be like I dig my own grave, put myself in it and bury myself.That literally speaking. A 'permanent death' which I would think some people out there would be looking foward to. Who would cry and who would thank the stars above? I just think..well..too loud I guess...that it is not good for all our wishes to be filled; through sickness we recognize the value of health; through evil, the value of good; through hunger, the value of food; through exertion, the value of rest. There are more values anyone can evaluate. What anyone can do is either CAUSE CHANGE &amp; LEAD, ACCEPT CHANGE &amp; SURVIVE or RESIST CHANGE &amp; DIE. But which wld anyone do? We are after all a product of our own situation...I think. But sometimes, we cannot or don't avoid on the bad things that had crept on to us...like FATE? But sometimes it is our own doings that ruined our own life, happiness or yadda yadda yadda. How? Well its simply the word, 'WRONG' that appears in front of another word. Like WRONG TIMING, WRONG PLACE, WRONG SPEECH, WRONG EMOTIONS, WRONG ACTIONS.. etc etc. There's no way of avoiding it even though how careful one can be. It is natural or what you called common reflex by any human being and I wonder if that is what that causes unhappiness. Can we blame ourselves for that? Or do we blame society, love one, family, friends, foes or GOD even for the predicament that we are in?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-101289547359273870?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/101289547359273870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=101289547359273870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/101289547359273870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/101289547359273870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/yikes.html' title='Yikes!!!!'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-8257895612645908213</id><published>2008-08-27T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:54:26.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Illusion</title><content type='html'>The thought of trusting a power outside myself to help make my dream come true is definitely a threatening concept, especially if I'm so used to be in control or rather, used to the illusion of being in control. I belive like any others, I go through life trapped by another illusion, that uncaring, capricious fate determines my destiny. Shellshocked from some of the acutely miserable things that life throws my way. I am deeply afraid to believe that a loving, generous creative force supports my endeavours. I am afraid to trust that the same spirit that created the universe probably knows how to help me in some ways. Like mirrors in a carnival fun house that distort appearances, what I see with my own eyes is not real. I buy in to the illusion that external events possess the ultimate power to deny my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;AND I WONDER WHY I AM SO UNHAPPY???!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have to let go of the limiting illusions that have held me back from knowing that just to be alive is a grand thing. I have to suspend my disbelief. If only I could muster to experiment with a loving, supportive universe that embraces even the skeptics..which truly describes me!! &lt;br /&gt;Don't misunderstand me for I do like living. I have sometime or all the time been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all...I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing even if it feels dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-8257895612645908213?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/8257895612645908213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=8257895612645908213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/8257895612645908213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/8257895612645908213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/illusion.html' title='Illusion'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-6285141505769233391</id><published>2008-08-27T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T23:28:33.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Nobody Knows</title><content type='html'>It is only when we truly know and understand that we have a limited time on earth and that we have no way of knowing when our time is up. We will begin to live each day to the fullest, as if it was the only one we had. Visiting old cemetary can be very illuminating. They are so still and silent...so quiet. Old cemeteries reminds us that until it is carved in stone, realising our heart's desire is still possible everyday if we recognise what it is that makes us happy. Visiting my grandfather's grave always have a great impact on me. His daughter, my mother, didn't really have a good relationship with him but he's my idol. It's the same between me &amp; my father so basically my grandfather was my father. I would sit and say some prayers and then have a "secret" inner conversation with him.&lt;br /&gt;What makes me happy are the simple things in life. Some people dread rains but I love it. Running or playing under it is fun for me. In other words, letting the inner child run wild for a while as I had matured early due to life's poverty and other circumstances. I still love stuffed toys as I never did have one when I was a kid. At the present moment, I have only 2 which I treasure, a unipegasus and a teddy clad in devil's outfit. There's one thing I would really be happy....apart from seeing others being happy...is to be acknowledge that I exist and I am ..alive..and I have feelings. Nothing drastic like attention seeking kind but a fellow human being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-6285141505769233391?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/6285141505769233391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=6285141505769233391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/6285141505769233391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/6285141505769233391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='Nobody Knows'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-7194396374606724015</id><published>2008-08-27T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:41:50.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title type='text'>Another Dream</title><content type='html'>I have had dreams of death lately and it just came to mind that if I had only forgotten future greatness and looked at the green things and the buildings. Reached out to those around me, smelled the air, ignore the forms and the self styled obligations, listen to the rain on the roof and put my arms around those who mean so much to me........I guess it's not too late. They may die before morning. I can't count the years I have been with them as it matters not. I can't say that I could be cheated if I didn't have them for another day. For all I know, I might have not deserve them for one minute...God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I may die before morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few of us or me rather have consciously choose when I will die. I choose to accept death now. As of this moment I give up my "right" to live and I give my "right" to their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's morning when I wake up to today. Within my hands is another day. Another day to listen, love, walk, see and glorify the day. I am here for another day...I think of those who aren't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-7194396374606724015?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/7194396374606724015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=7194396374606724015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/7194396374606724015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/7194396374606724015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-dream.html' title='Another Dream'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-650441034510022267</id><published>2008-08-23T22:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T02:11:46.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Tormented by Malum</title><content type='html'>MALUM hides not in shadows or darkness but in lies and deciet. Using kindness, trust, compassion and turning the good against themselves, so that the kind hearted fail to recognise the danger till it's too late. I am not saying I am kind hearted as I did spread my wings. I should have learnt my lesson that nothing is too good to be true. Nothing last forever. There's no truth in anything anymore. I have place faith beyond anything and yet again betrayal had been bestowed upon me. Perhaps it's due to my desperations to see goodness and sincererity in people that I know, love or dislike. Telling myself how I experience another person and adding arguements to support the correctness of my own views serves no purpose at all now. It requires no case at all as it's all been destroyed. What I'm writting now is probably junk anyway...so why am I still writting? I have no freaking idea at all. All I am saying that for all these while, I do find it almost..no.. not almost but utterly impossible to make a strong declarative statement in conversation without feeling doubts and reservations. Fear of offending the other due to the depth and powerful feelings. Its all changed now. I am not letting the table turned on me when it's not my mistake at all. The torment that was devised for me was just a simple lie that could have been avoided. The curse of such act made upon me by others that I have to live with. &lt;br /&gt;You have done ill to me, friend, to betray my rights to be human and to call down my doom upon me on love, from which I will forever turn a blind eye on from hence on. If erasing me from any memory or existence gives you joy, health and wealth, so be it. Just give me what I asked for. Its a treasure that you had turn into junk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-650441034510022267?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/650441034510022267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=650441034510022267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/650441034510022267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/650441034510022267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/tormented.html' title='Tormented by Malum'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-7472342390726257055</id><published>2008-08-15T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T23:37:00.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Astonishing True</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/adYbFQFXG0U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/adYbFQFXG0U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can relate to this so much in my life and I guess to some others too. But it's certainly sad when a friendship turned sour due to betrayal. Why are people not honest with each other? Why do people go on hurting another for their own happiness? Shame on you for making this particular wrench cry in the dark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-7472342390726257055?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/7472342390726257055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=7472342390726257055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/7472342390726257055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/7472342390726257055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/astonishing-true.html' title='Astonishing True'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-270107164042410772</id><published>2008-08-15T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T23:33:09.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>A Dream Within A Dream</title><content type='html'>Take this kiss upon thy brow! &lt;br /&gt;And, in parting from you now, &lt;br /&gt;Thus much let me avow— &lt;br /&gt;You are not wrong, to deem &lt;br /&gt;That my days have been a dream; &lt;br /&gt;Yet if hope has flown away &lt;br /&gt;In a night, or in a day, &lt;br /&gt;In a vision, or in none, &lt;br /&gt;Is it therefore the less gone? &lt;br /&gt;All that we see or seem &lt;br /&gt;Is but a dream within a dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand amid the roar &lt;br /&gt;Of a surf-tormented shore, &lt;br /&gt;And I hold within my hand &lt;br /&gt;Grains of the golden sand— &lt;br /&gt;How few! yet how they creep &lt;br /&gt;Through my fingers to the deep, &lt;br /&gt;While I weep—while I weep! &lt;br /&gt;O God! can I not grasp &lt;br /&gt;Them with a tighter clasp? &lt;br /&gt;O God! can I not save &lt;br /&gt;One from the pitiless wave? &lt;br /&gt;Is all that we see or seem &lt;br /&gt;But a dream within a dream?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-270107164042410772?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/270107164042410772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=270107164042410772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/270107164042410772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/270107164042410772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/dream-within-dream.html' title='A Dream Within A Dream'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-4427623702137107887</id><published>2008-08-14T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:35:13.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Dying Flower</title><content type='html'>Dying petals lying on the windowsill, blown there by the whispering wind, &lt;br /&gt;Lost, Forgotten, Betrayed, Left to crumble into dust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whispering wind, poking prodding the dying petals, &lt;br /&gt;come! come! play with me, dance with me, fly with me, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petals stirring on the windowsill, ebbing, leaking energy, &lt;br /&gt;life force diminishing. Yearning, towards the promise, &lt;br /&gt;Particles of misty dreams remembered &lt;br /&gt;dancing, &lt;br /&gt;laughing, &lt;br /&gt;playing, &lt;br /&gt;with the whispering wind. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Memories remembered swirling twirling, lifting higher, higher &lt;br /&gt;flying into the sun, driven by the whispering wind, kiss the petals. &lt;br /&gt;Cruel heat of the burning sun, singed, betrayed, lost, falling to land here on the windowsill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dry petals, softly rustle, wistful hope, &lt;br /&gt;Whispering wind prods one last time, no life here, disdainfully, &lt;br /&gt;blows the petals off the windowsill, thoughtless, unfeeling, uncaring, &lt;br /&gt;returns to the garden of fragrant living flowers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No thought for those that were, &lt;br /&gt;No thought for those that will be, &lt;br /&gt;Rift of conscious &lt;br /&gt;Rift of love, &lt;br /&gt;Rift of compassion, &lt;br /&gt;Knowing only pleasure, &lt;br /&gt;Whirlwind blowing, laughing &lt;br /&gt;teasing, carelessly striping the flowers &lt;br /&gt;of their petals, &lt;br /&gt;Thoughtless of the devastation left in it's wake &lt;br /&gt;barren,&lt;br /&gt;empty, &lt;br /&gt;wasteland, &lt;br /&gt;vanquished. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Destroyer, liar, betrayer, emptiness is your reward, whisper though you may, &lt;br /&gt;none will hear you, &lt;br /&gt;none will see you, &lt;br /&gt;none will listen, &lt;br /&gt;none will care, &lt;br /&gt;Alone &lt;br /&gt;Alone &lt;br /&gt;Alone &lt;br /&gt;So it will be, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Futures gained, futures lost, come claim your just reward, for you have earned this, &lt;br /&gt;Live &lt;br /&gt;and be &lt;br /&gt;Alone &lt;br /&gt;Alone &lt;br /&gt;Alone &lt;br /&gt;Your destiny is written &lt;br /&gt;by your acts and deeds &lt;br /&gt;So be it from this day forward, &lt;br /&gt;Alone, &lt;br /&gt;No one to hear you, &lt;br /&gt;No one to see you, &lt;br /&gt;No one to care, &lt;br /&gt;As it is written so it shall be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-4427623702137107887?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/4427623702137107887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=4427623702137107887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/4427623702137107887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/4427623702137107887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/dying-flower.html' title='Dying Flower'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-2219364051087550139</id><published>2008-08-14T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:23:37.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>What Hath Doth Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SKMKg_lUe6I/AAAAAAAAAPc/vj1nyOMKICE/s1600-h/10919cavebeastcoloursm-med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SKMKg_lUe6I/AAAAAAAAAPc/vj1nyOMKICE/s400/10919cavebeastcoloursm-med.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234038753874705314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the deepest dark of night there on wings of black I flee, seeking refuge from the light. Oh fearful I, fleeing from thy love, that oh those hazel blue eyes that seek my soul to bring into the light of life. For I have lived a living death hidden in this lightless place. Now you offer love that seeks to carry me into the light. Echoes and echoes of words I heard, lies all that wound me through and through. Should I believe thee now, thou with words of love that seek to hurl me once more into the living world. Oh I was filled with joy but yet fearful. I, should I trust thee, with my heart, for I am  bleeding still  from wounds inflicted by words and promises that came to naught by thee?&lt;br /&gt;Thy smile, thy voice, thy eyes is blinding so full of light, and so I hid  here within the darkness, I hear thy words beckoning me dare I trust, Oh my soul at peril, I say ...YES...I WANT TO........&lt;br /&gt;But...alas!!!!! Thy broke the tradition of love. Thy broke the faith I have in love.&lt;br /&gt;Why doth thy light up the candle and only to blow the only flame away halfway? Thy hath let go of my hand in the dark after walking halfway. Thy left me in the dark. Not only darkness but with thorns and quicksand along the darkened path.&lt;br /&gt;What hath I done to thee to deserve this when I gave thy everything?&lt;br /&gt;Has it been a game all this while for thee? Thou keep secrets, and speaks untruth.&lt;br /&gt;I know not what is truth or what are lies anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I hath over and over again speak to thee...I am of flesh and blood..I do feel pain.&lt;br /&gt;Again I'm drowning in the sea of betrayal. It's how my life was set to be. I should hath known better but I was blind. Blinded by that sweet as honey four letter word.&lt;br /&gt;I should have stick to my principle that love doesn't exist. People are noth who they art or what they appear to be whilst I have been truly honest and sincere. &lt;br /&gt;Thy hath slain me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-2219364051087550139?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/2219364051087550139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=2219364051087550139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/2219364051087550139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/2219364051087550139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-hath-doth-done.html' title='What Hath Doth Done'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SKMKg_lUe6I/AAAAAAAAAPc/vj1nyOMKICE/s72-c/10919cavebeastcoloursm-med.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-3599045992436722611</id><published>2008-08-08T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T23:39:44.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snacks'/><title type='text'>Donut Master</title><content type='html'>Found this shop and see what they have in stall.........whoaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!! Can neva get enuf..can neva get enuf..can neva neva neva get enuf......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJxoUgi2c4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/XD5mxgF-jUM/s1600-h/just+pics+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJxoUgi2c4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/XD5mxgF-jUM/s400/just+pics+044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232171568640455554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJxoUOXacxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/EYhMVecjIPQ/s1600-h/just+pics+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJxoUOXacxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/EYhMVecjIPQ/s400/just+pics+046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232171563760644882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJxoUX5mRQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-7Zx9lA9Omk/s1600-h/just+pics+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJxoUX5mRQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-7Zx9lA9Omk/s400/just+pics+045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232171566319944962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJxoTqJj_JI/AAAAAAAAAO0/RP7YMQCwj64/s1600-h/just+pics+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJxoTqJj_JI/AAAAAAAAAO0/RP7YMQCwj64/s400/just+pics+049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232171554038873234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJxoT62WqII/AAAAAAAAAO8/vXmIqhG306s/s1600-h/just+pics+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJxoT62WqII/AAAAAAAAAO8/vXmIqhG306s/s400/just+pics+048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232171558521710722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-3599045992436722611?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/3599045992436722611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=3599045992436722611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/3599045992436722611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/3599045992436722611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/donut-master.html' title='Donut Master'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJxoUgi2c4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/XD5mxgF-jUM/s72-c/just+pics+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-5902786387854257472</id><published>2008-08-06T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T21:45:55.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>My Little Furries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmq9cgDuzI/AAAAAAAAAOk/8no69TQFu3s/s1600-h/100108+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmq9cgDuzI/AAAAAAAAAOk/8no69TQFu3s/s400/100108+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231400414766938930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmq9luzHOI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zgdQ9FQtDK4/s1600-h/100108+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmq9luzHOI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zgdQ9FQtDK4/s400/100108+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231400417244683490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmqFwVxj4I/AAAAAAAAAN8/Mu2wVfD3pOw/s1600-h/th_goruff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmqFwVxj4I/AAAAAAAAAN8/Mu2wVfD3pOw/s400/th_goruff.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231399458019839874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmqFx_0exI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-YKARvUkUFo/s1600-h/pics+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmqFx_0exI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-YKARvUkUFo/s400/pics+071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231399458464627474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmqGPioJLI/AAAAAAAAAOM/P8R_tHqZKZk/s1600-h/pics+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmqGPioJLI/AAAAAAAAAOM/P8R_tHqZKZk/s400/pics+077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231399466395247794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmqGNCmieI/AAAAAAAAAOU/GXHFh37Chy0/s1600-h/Furball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmqGNCmieI/AAAAAAAAAOU/GXHFh37Chy0/s400/Furball.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231399465724053986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmqGTNQHjI/AAAAAAAAAOc/KMRNzV3KlrY/s1600-h/100108+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmqGTNQHjI/AAAAAAAAAOc/KMRNzV3KlrY/s400/100108+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231399467379334706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-5902786387854257472?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/5902786387854257472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=5902786387854257472&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5902786387854257472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5902786387854257472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-little-furries.html' title='My Little Furries'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmq9cgDuzI/AAAAAAAAAOk/8no69TQFu3s/s72-c/100108+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-8545354115373519519</id><published>2008-08-06T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T21:38:13.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>RIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmos_Kp1EI/AAAAAAAAANk/wKj12hukxEg/s1600-h/pics+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmos_Kp1EI/AAAAAAAAANk/wKj12hukxEg/s400/pics+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231397932991370306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmotFXBjCI/AAAAAAAAANs/HPxMMAb0FWI/s1600-h/pics+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmotFXBjCI/AAAAAAAAANs/HPxMMAb0FWI/s400/pics+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231397934653869090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmotL5-lDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/HE6brdbiJ64/s1600-h/pics+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmotL5-lDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/HE6brdbiJ64/s400/pics+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231397936411087922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My GORGEOUS!! They killed her!! Waaaaaa!! Never again I'm getting a pet fish. This is the 2nd Lohan I had and both died. Now there's this 6' empty dry fish tank taking up the space in the office warehouse....hehe..shld I fill it up with soil and serve it as a flower bed? Hehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-8545354115373519519?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/8545354115373519519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=8545354115373519519&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/8545354115373519519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/8545354115373519519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/rip.html' title='RIP'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SJmos_Kp1EI/AAAAAAAAANk/wKj12hukxEg/s72-c/pics+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-307049833731505878</id><published>2008-08-06T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T21:33:42.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>A little bit of time.</title><content type='html'>Ahoi!!!!!!!!! My ship is a wreck!!!! My crews have gone screwed!!! Vain man had gone for hols and 1 AWOL!!! 2 can't read, 1 sloppy the rest are around but never around!! Vessel steered in the right wind direction with loads of islands to plunder!! (WORK!!) The internet won't get any connection till next week and the pc is giving hell!!! What a way to start at the new office!!! Oh..oh...they killed my lohan GORGEOUS!!!!! I'm going to poison those involve slowly.......grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!&lt;br /&gt;Well at least I made that 1 rule which is practical..no smoking in my office. Anyone who comes in with a lighted ciggy are being chased out by me. I don't care who it was even if it's the big boss himself!! Bwahahahaha!! And today I've cleaned up the floor and placed my slippers outside the automated slidding glass door on purpose. Before anyone comes in..they have to take off their shoes!!! Hahahahahahaha!!! I think they are getting headaches with me being meticulous. Someone has to I guess.&lt;br /&gt;As for my recent business trip..I've got loads more pic to post. But in the mean time..since I saw those cats in beab's blog..I'll put up my cats!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway CONGRATULATIONS to JOE &amp; MEEDA on walking down the aisle!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-307049833731505878?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/307049833731505878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=307049833731505878&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/307049833731505878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/307049833731505878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-bit-of-time.html' title='A little bit of time.'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-8585175757963595167</id><published>2008-07-23T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T00:22:40.458+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around The World'/><title type='text'>Sheepish Fetish?</title><content type='html'>My my..I know a brit who could be held for that crime but his er..excuse was that he was too intoxicated to realised it was a sheep...hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYJCSeiJNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/tR0KWRqlO6w/s1600-h/Sheeps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYJCSeiJNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/tR0KWRqlO6w/s400/Sheeps.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225874352534332626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONDON (Reuters) - A Briton has been arrested on suspicion of carrying out a series of sex attacks on sheep, London police said on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;The 27-year-old man was held at his home in Dulwich, south London, on suspicion of bestiality with sheep. He was also wanted in connection of the possession of drugs with intent to supply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detectives said the arrest followed allegations made to them in May and June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Two male joggers said they had observed a man molesting the sheep in a field at Botany Bay Lane, Chislehurst," police said in a statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A similar incident was reported to police by a stables employee in the area."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Media reports said the man had been barred from visiting farmland while officers carried out their investigation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-8585175757963595167?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/8585175757963595167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=8585175757963595167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/8585175757963595167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/8585175757963595167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/07/sheepish-fetish.html' title='Sheepish Fetish?'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYJCSeiJNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/tR0KWRqlO6w/s72-c/Sheeps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-3652621192741121769</id><published>2008-07-20T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T00:49:43.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Finland/ Aland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYOYpxh9pI/AAAAAAAAANU/aHCtyfjIdFs/s1600-h/sweden,germany+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYOYpxh9pI/AAAAAAAAANU/aHCtyfjIdFs/s400/sweden,germany+033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225880234303288978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan's home. Love this place. He's a man who keeps a low profile which does not match his position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYOZKE055I/AAAAAAAAANc/qVjnDCg9DuU/s1600-h/Aland+Park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYOZKE055I/AAAAAAAAANc/qVjnDCg9DuU/s400/Aland+Park.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225880242974156690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aland Park. I was told that they had planted 1000 tress which connects one marina bay to the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYL7TWYbEI/AAAAAAAAAMs/JX3me9mhvfc/s1600-h/sweden,germany+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYL7TWYbEI/AAAAAAAAAMs/JX3me9mhvfc/s400/sweden,germany+068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225877531044375618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Peter's home. It was a barbaque which turned to fine dinning!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYL7lkMNLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FPjUZuWPUKk/s1600-h/sweden,germany+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYL7lkMNLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FPjUZuWPUKk/s400/sweden,germany+076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225877535934133426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Dino and Bella on full swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYL75_xgoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/83QuD_cg9_k/s1600-h/sweden,germany+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYL75_xgoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/83QuD_cg9_k/s400/sweden,germany+073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225877541418533506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan, Dino, me, Bella, Peter &amp; Hazel(new wife) and Fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYL77a_76I/AAAAAAAAANE/DZQy6CeN8NY/s1600-h/sweden,germany+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYL77a_76I/AAAAAAAAANE/DZQy6CeN8NY/s400/sweden,germany+079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225877541801160610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual when there's a camera..MY FAT ASS IS SO THERE!!!! LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYL8Afyz0I/AAAAAAAAANM/ZRMgxt0x3Tc/s1600-h/sweden,germany+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYL8Afyz0I/AAAAAAAAANM/ZRMgxt0x3Tc/s400/sweden,germany+089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225877543163449154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fee, Marie (Peter's ex wife) and Faisal aka Mr Bond...Bonchit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYK9a833vI/AAAAAAAAAME/sOfWd1pwCjg/s1600-h/Sweden+010608+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYK9a833vI/AAAAAAAAAME/sOfWd1pwCjg/s400/Sweden+010608+034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225876467932978930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan, me and Fee..killing time for the ferry to Aland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYK9vCaNqI/AAAAAAAAAMM/-qHizSGMCho/s1600-h/viking+line+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYK9vCaNqI/AAAAAAAAAMM/-qHizSGMCho/s400/viking+line+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225876473324910242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous sights on board the Viking Line ferry to Aland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYK9zxAMgI/AAAAAAAAAMU/3vnu9vG54QY/s1600-h/viking+line+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYK9zxAMgI/AAAAAAAAAMU/3vnu9vG54QY/s400/viking+line+023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225876474594079234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after 2 1/2 hours journey..we arrived at the hotel and that was at midnite!! Still bright like in the late afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYK-D_IeRI/AAAAAAAAAMc/97kvb8GKv80/s1600-h/sweden,germany+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYK-D_IeRI/AAAAAAAAAMc/97kvb8GKv80/s400/sweden,germany+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225876478948309266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYK-I0W52I/AAAAAAAAAMk/TXjgsDkufug/s1600-h/sweden,germany+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYK-I0W52I/AAAAAAAAAMk/TXjgsDkufug/s400/sweden,germany+065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225876480245294946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to ride the horse....ya rite!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-3652621192741121769?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/3652621192741121769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=3652621192741121769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/3652621192741121769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/3652621192741121769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/07/finland-aland.html' title='Finland/ Aland'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SIYOYpxh9pI/AAAAAAAAANU/aHCtyfjIdFs/s72-c/sweden,germany+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-1457935541630302392</id><published>2008-07-13T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T01:34:05.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Soberton &amp; London ~ Bits &amp; Pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjpfY4hnUI/AAAAAAAAALU/ZHhDFBsmPYI/s1600-h/soberton+280608+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjpfY4hnUI/AAAAAAAAALU/ZHhDFBsmPYI/s400/soberton+280608+045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222180493400841538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! He's all grown up and soooooooooooo handsome!!!! Thats Kieren. He's a real darling!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjpfiL7lvI/AAAAAAAAALc/rF4xceFDvLs/s1600-h/soberton+280608+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjpfiL7lvI/AAAAAAAAALc/rF4xceFDvLs/s400/soberton+280608+046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222180495898154738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mother bobby Loiusa. Yet to take her pic in the police officer uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjpfsA-YeI/AAAAAAAAALk/bSduwG1L4QU/s1600-h/soberton+280608+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjpfsA-YeI/AAAAAAAAALk/bSduwG1L4QU/s400/soberton+280608+053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222180498536554978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean giving his "lil" brother a kiddy ride..LOL!!! Sean complained that the cramps he got on his thighs were not worthy!! If it was Lou..it wld have been different, he said. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjpfy-OppI/AAAAAAAAALs/z_1apJV_J1c/s1600-h/london+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjpfy-OppI/AAAAAAAAALs/z_1apJV_J1c/s400/london+013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222180500404086418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The handsome bellman at Charring Cross Hotel....I think he's gay. All good looking guys are!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjpgLX4UBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/S8nyrKc7PIg/s1600-h/london+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjpgLX4UBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/S8nyrKc7PIg/s400/london+061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222180506954125330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at the Hurdles, just 15 minutes walk from home. Jeff and Anne Barnes joined us and as usual, wherever we go...our table would be the noisiest one. So you may have to count us out if you to have a fine dinning...hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjnFxhatNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7BDpJkBkMi4/s1600-h/soberton+300608+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjnFxhatNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7BDpJkBkMi4/s400/soberton+300608+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222177854314951890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; grandad George. He gave me a nickname 'Trouble" Love this old guy to bits!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjnGMO9FqI/AAAAAAAAAK0/YBXST-2ELk4/s1600-h/soberton+300608+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjnGMO9FqI/AAAAAAAAAK0/YBXST-2ELk4/s400/soberton+300608+038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222177861485270690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oyster Keys where Bob has work contract. My suggestions to go there as he took me there last winter and the place was in a way deserted. Pretending to pick a yatch as they are absolutely wow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjnGD0xUVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5iq9pZq823c/s1600-h/soberton+300608+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjnGD0xUVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5iq9pZq823c/s400/soberton+300608+039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222177859227963730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple lunch with Bob making faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjnGZT9PXI/AAAAAAAAALE/4T1K8i3-49c/s1600-h/soberton+280608+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjnGZT9PXI/AAAAAAAAALE/4T1K8i3-49c/s400/soberton+280608+042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222177864995913074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday boy cousin Clint feeding his wife Lou pigies!!!! She was pinching on it everytime as she carved it. Those who don't take that had beef patties, beef sausages cooked on a separate pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjnGhZME5I/AAAAAAAAALM/jLa0wUzd5QY/s1600-h/soberton+280608+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjnGhZME5I/AAAAAAAAALM/jLa0wUzd5QY/s400/soberton+280608+043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222177867165340562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean's new gf Lou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-1457935541630302392?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/1457935541630302392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=1457935541630302392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/1457935541630302392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/1457935541630302392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/07/soberton-london-bits-pieces.html' title='Soberton &amp; London ~ Bits &amp; Pieces'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SHjpfY4hnUI/AAAAAAAAALU/ZHhDFBsmPYI/s72-c/soberton+280608+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-8664227977683359447</id><published>2008-06-28T15:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T15:15:32.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Soberton ~ 28/06/08</title><content type='html'>Weather was fine and the 2 newbies goons was amazed at the longer day light as it gets dark only at 10pm. But we are after all on the country side so there was not much entertainment for them. So Bob took them for walkies with the dog Jake. Attended a birthday bbq for my cousin which was really fun. They had a whole suckling pig roasted in a bloody big portable bbq pit. Our side of the fam was the jovious and the noisiest. Sean gave Clint which weighs 15 stones a horsie ride and everyone laughed like mad. It was really good to see  Kieren as he had grown up. The last time I saw him was xmas 2006. He's so good looking. I was looking foward to see Daniel but he was already at another party but I really do hope see him before we leave so I can update DDD...hehehe. Sean had lost so much weight and he's dating again which is good.  I became the counselor again but happier conversation this time. He finally grew up. Another news I heard was the ahem handsome neighbour..coz the last I heard was that he's meeting the parents of his new gf. Had teased him that day 2 years ago. Mim told me that he had broke off with her. Had not seen him around though. Clint &amp; Lou are still enjoying their child free freedom. They, along with Jason, Louisa and Sean are coming to sg in August for the Fomula One before heading to Penang. Sean is still bargainning for the percentage and wanting 70/30 profit when I'm selling him over in sg. The reason..he had to do all the "hard work". Bob had made plans to go to Borneo next summer and had already said that I'm booked for the event. I'm rolling my eyes. There was so much complains from the newbies on hving curfews and not so much freedom. I am so bloody used to it. Faisal cld not really understand what Bob says as he has this deep english accent and all he does is smile like a clam even if he was scolded..LOL!!!! i'll put up pics soon I guess. Got loads of them!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-8664227977683359447?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/8664227977683359447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=8664227977683359447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/8664227977683359447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/8664227977683359447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/06/soberton-280608.html' title='Soberton ~ 28/06/08'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-5009068175196900423</id><published>2008-06-27T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T13:57:44.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Flight SQ 318</title><content type='html'>It was definetly as how I have felt or mentioned it. I know that SIA's standard of service had dropped and I do see why. It's hard to&lt;br /&gt;believe SIA's plane having any problem...well except for the Silkair incident of which the rumors has it that the pilot had decided to &lt;br /&gt;take everyone with him to his so called depression mode. Like I said it's rumors but it cld be anything. Anyway...so here we are "3 Goons &amp; A ..Ahem Lady"&lt;br /&gt;aka known to be like "3 men &amp; a baby"  in the airport to catch our flight to London which suppose to take off at 1250hrs. It's a full flight&lt;br /&gt;on that plane with loads of ppl headin home and like us some for business. How would your reaction be when this announcement came up...&lt;br /&gt;"Ladies and gentlemen, we regret to inform you that the flight SQ 318 will be delayed. We have a technical problem as we found that the 1st engine&lt;br /&gt;is out of order. We are now looking for another plane to substitude. We will keep you inform for further information."  I would have&lt;br /&gt;prefered that they did not mention what was the technical problem. Go on..keep me in the dark...I don't mind as long as it's not while I am&lt;br /&gt;in that flying can thousands of feet above the ground. When they announce that they have another plane it'll be from another gate and different boarding time.&lt;br /&gt;So they are offering us free lunch which I doubt is exactly free coz we paid for it..but now we have more varieties to choose from. Our new flight &lt;br /&gt;is to leave at 1500 and we are to go to another gate at 1430 latest. So the 2  of the 3 goons decided to go for cigarettes and found a bar with pool&lt;br /&gt;table. I don't want to say anything as I couldn't be bothered. There's not much time and yet...nvm!!! Had gone to the chains of so called restaurant..&lt;br /&gt;Delifrance, Indian Foood, Chinese Food, Thai Food, Burger King to choose from. Had thought delifrance wld be ok but the waitress said we'd get&lt;br /&gt;our food like 45mins as they have loads of order. Looking at the crowd..I understand and time is not what we have at hand. End up having vegetarian&lt;br /&gt;Indian food which turn out to be quite nice and the old ladies attending to us was superb!!! While eating..the SIA ground staff approached us and &lt;br /&gt;told us that we have only 50 mins to eat and also told us of the new gate. The other 2 goons were hailed using the latest gadget (mobile) and they&lt;br /&gt;came in abt 10 mins later. Told of the limited time and they went to order some food consist of dishes which one have to wait. So it's not really a &lt;br /&gt;surprise on why I named them goons. We evenrually went to the gate at 1450 and had to wait some more. An annoucement apologising for the delay&lt;br /&gt;came on air saying the plane is not able to be boarded as they are cleaning it at the moment. 10 mins later they announce again thatbthey are still cleaning&lt;br /&gt;it. 15 minutes later they announce that they are doing security sweep. We finally get to board the plane at 1530hrs. Took off at 1600 hrs. All &lt;br /&gt;arrangements have to be altered for we have booked Jeff...our regular cab driver in UK . The service on board was to really die for and I really&lt;br /&gt;mean I wanna die!!! The petite butt wiggling, shinny glossy red lipped  stewardess was a sore eye. She don't even look at you when she serve&lt;br /&gt;the meal. Our row had already finished our meal and she was, "We have seafood pasta, beef stroganoff and yadda yadda yadda. What wld you like?"&lt;br /&gt;When I gave her the raised eye brow she went.."Ooh ooh...Someone must have taken off the sticker from your chair."  Ya rite...&lt;br /&gt;13 hours was no joke at all for anyone especially for smokers. I'm with ashtrays who needs constant nicotine. Fidgetting on their seat every 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Withdrawal syndrome. I told one of them that if they are so desperate for it..they shld have asked for a seat on the wing. Just tie em up with masking&lt;br /&gt;tape and they can smoke all they want. Hehe. I finished the book which I took along, Full Moon Rising and I really enjoyed it. I always have fascination&lt;br /&gt;for werewolves and vampire. Anyway when we reached our destination..the captain apologise as they cld not find the manning guy for the gangway. Next he said&lt;br /&gt;the weather is clear but cloudy. Almost everyone went "BAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"  Finally we are on the ground. The 2 goons were really desperate for nicotine that they had&lt;br /&gt;gone to the loo to have a quick puff. Thank god we didn't get into any kind of trouble. Once outside, a group of ladies asked if they can buy 2 stick of ciggy from us &lt;br /&gt;and  wanted togive me 2 quid but I turned the money away and just gave em about 4 sticks. Bill took over Jeff's place to ferry us to the Gobles so all is well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-5009068175196900423?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/5009068175196900423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=5009068175196900423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5009068175196900423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5009068175196900423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/06/flight-sq-318.html' title='Flight SQ 318'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-3230664691880091615</id><published>2008-06-17T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:31:37.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Philisophy'/><title type='text'>An Escape Artist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFeST5_YK1I/AAAAAAAAAKk/S_7N6p88ZuU/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFeST5_YK1I/AAAAAAAAAKk/S_7N6p88ZuU/s400/24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212795964386454354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-3230664691880091615?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/3230664691880091615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=3230664691880091615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/3230664691880091615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/3230664691880091615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/06/escape-artist.html' title='An Escape Artist'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFeST5_YK1I/AAAAAAAAAKk/S_7N6p88ZuU/s72-c/24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-9070485689381995225</id><published>2008-06-15T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:36:46.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Does it really exist?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFU2BQ7kLmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/yRPLzt5o56A/s1600-h/true+love.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFU2BQ7kLmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/yRPLzt5o56A/s400/true+love.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212131539103788642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFU2Bq9LInI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DuBVPWJrZAs/s1600-h/true+love1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFU2Bq9LInI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DuBVPWJrZAs/s400/true+love1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212131546089857650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFU2B32gkeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/stnkkqcejeY/s1600-h/true+love2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFU2B32gkeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/stnkkqcejeY/s400/true+love2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212131549551563234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFU2CGmnE9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/7Qnaa3uRJgs/s1600-h/true+love3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFU2CGmnE9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/7Qnaa3uRJgs/s400/true+love3.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212131553511412690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFU2DVELOvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/vU0jj785tZw/s1600-h/true+love4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFU2DVELOvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/vU0jj785tZw/s400/true+love4.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212131574573382386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFU2dSPYQuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/wELAs2VqFug/s1600-h/true+love5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFU2dSPYQuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/wELAs2VqFug/s400/true+love5.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212132020491666146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFU2eYdE5mI/AAAAAAAAAKc/FA4UHIIk898/s1600-h/true+love6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFU2eYdE5mI/AAAAAAAAAKc/FA4UHIIk898/s400/true+love6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212132039339599458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this real true love or is it just for publicity stunt? Call me captain skeptical but who knows eh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-9070485689381995225?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/9070485689381995225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=9070485689381995225&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/9070485689381995225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/9070485689381995225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/06/does-it-really-exist.html' title='Does it really exist?'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SFU2BQ7kLmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/yRPLzt5o56A/s72-c/true+love.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-5422718210425498446</id><published>2008-06-14T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T00:20:00.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fetish'/><title type='text'>Fetish</title><content type='html'>Singapore man with armpit fetish ........ hear ye hear ye!!!!  Well I have known people who have fetish for from the ab + normal to the wierdest!!! Now with this...what else is in store..&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wants to sniff my foot? I have not taken my boots for weeks!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE (AFP) - - A Singaporean man with a fetish for smelling womens' armpits has been sentenced to 14 years in jail and 18 strokes of the cane,A court employee confirmed the sentence, issued Thursday, against a 36 years old so so, .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so had a fixation for touching or smelling women, particularly their armpits, and was convicted of molesting 23 women, his lawyer "Mr Lawyer" told AFP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's got this problem. Poor chap," Noor said in a brief interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading an expert report that said so so was likely to re-offend, Judge "jojo"  issued a preventive detention order, which means soso will not be eligible for parole, The Straits Times said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so, who is mildly retarded, would often attack his victims inside lifts, the report said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said Mr Lawyer argued against a long sentence and in favour of rehabilitation and medical treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Judge Jojo said he found "precious little" in so so's favour&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-5422718210425498446?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/5422718210425498446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=5422718210425498446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5422718210425498446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5422718210425498446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/06/fetish.html' title='Fetish'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-308984416783239727</id><published>2008-06-03T04:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T04:43:32.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Thunder Roll!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.forbiddenaxis.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.forbiddenaxis.com/graphics/sex/albums/babes/101-babes-14_fba-41.gif" border="0" alt="ForbiddenAxis.com - Adult Sex GIFs and Comments."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forbiddenaxis.com/" target="_blank"&gt;ForbiddenAxis.com - Adult Sex GIFs and Comments.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-308984416783239727?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/308984416783239727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=308984416783239727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/308984416783239727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/308984416783239727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/06/let-thunder-roll.html' title='Let the Thunder Roll!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-6763973767708236606</id><published>2008-06-01T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T01:17:10.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Befriending The predator</title><content type='html'>http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/player/popup/index.php?cl=8072108&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looooooove this video!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-6763973767708236606?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/6763973767708236606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=6763973767708236606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/6763973767708236606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/6763973767708236606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/06/befriending-predator.html' title='Befriending The predator'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-5378612848769710555</id><published>2008-05-31T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T14:19:37.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Help On The Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SEDt21ZAMqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/uhaOr-zQbgY/s1600-h/help1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SEDt21ZAMqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/uhaOr-zQbgY/s400/help1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206422695540961954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-5378612848769710555?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/5378612848769710555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=5378612848769710555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5378612848769710555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5378612848769710555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/05/help-on-way.html' title='Help On The Way'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SEDt21ZAMqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/uhaOr-zQbgY/s72-c/help1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-1392260645314327303</id><published>2008-05-27T14:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T14:17:10.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Help Needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SDum4FZAMoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/O91Fj0wiebg/s1600-h/DSC00115%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SDum4FZAMoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/O91Fj0wiebg/s400/DSC00115%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204937276806673026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SDum41ZAMpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ethqPT2eqpw/s1600-h/DSC00116%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SDum41ZAMpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ethqPT2eqpw/s400/DSC00116%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204937289691574930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is something I will definetly go forth with. I'll be heading there this weekend as I am under cabin arrest. I don't want to agreviate my blisters. I want to see if I can help out in anyway I can. God bless these ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-1392260645314327303?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/1392260645314327303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=1392260645314327303&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/1392260645314327303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/1392260645314327303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/05/help-needed.html' title='Help Needed'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SDum4FZAMoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/O91Fj0wiebg/s72-c/DSC00115%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-5279211920485578685</id><published>2008-05-27T14:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T14:14:08.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Cruelty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SDuma1ZAMmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/P30YsSfGNtY/s1600-h/DSC00117%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SDuma1ZAMmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/P30YsSfGNtY/s400/DSC00117%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204936774295499362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SDumbFZAMnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Z6XWYiKt7Vo/s1600-h/DSC00118%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SDumbFZAMnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Z6XWYiKt7Vo/s400/DSC00118%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204936778590466674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poster had been pasted all around the notice board around my residential area. I had called the straits time to add the amount of reward for that F!@#$%*&amp; to be caught. Why is that they do such things? Those cats have the rights to live. It saddens me to see those pictures as I am a cat lover myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-5279211920485578685?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/5279211920485578685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=5279211920485578685&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5279211920485578685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5279211920485578685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/05/cruelty.html' title='Cruelty'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SDuma1ZAMmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/P30YsSfGNtY/s72-c/DSC00117%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-2553557597419874365</id><published>2008-05-13T17:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T17:35:12.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wicked'/><title type='text'>Badass Gurl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.forbiddenaxis.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.forbiddenaxis.com/graphics/sex/albums/etc/2c4-etc_fba-60.gif" border="0" alt="ForbiddenAxis.com - Adult Sex GIFs and Comments."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forbiddenaxis.com/" target="_blank"&gt;ForbiddenAxis.com - Adult Sex GIFs and Comments.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-2553557597419874365?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/2553557597419874365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=2553557597419874365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/2553557597419874365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/2553557597419874365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/05/badass-gurl.html' title='Badass Gurl'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-5870510751267419361</id><published>2008-05-05T19:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T19:34:40.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sidelines'/><title type='text'>Blasting Merlin!!! My Crews Wailed!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SB7wxbM5NaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/36i8TukKMZQ/s1600-h/2008_04_10t122325_450x289_us_massage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SB7wxbM5NaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/36i8TukKMZQ/s400/2008_04_10t122325_450x289_us_massage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196855751938225570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear ye hear ye!!!! My crews are going berserk!!!! They talked among themselves on the piece of parchment sent by sea eagle. Some wailed and some just went irked and some prayed to the sky. When I asked, they were red faced. I took the parchment from them and I smirked. I wonder if this is just a write out? Is this real? How long will this last when they know their economy on that trait are like 50%.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bid by a local government in certain province to curb prostitution by asking masseuses to wear a padlock on their pants was an insult, a newspaper quoted the minister for women's empowerment as saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADVERTISEMENT&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The recently implemented policy in the tourist area of so so was misguided, State Minister for Women's Empowerment told the Post on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is not the right way to prevent promiscuity. It insults women as if they are the ones in the wrong," was said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper showed a photograph of a masseuse with a padlock on the waist band of her trousers and said the local administration's move was aimed at curbing prostitution and maintaining Batu's image as a popular tourist destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to curb prostitution in massage parlors was to improve security systems including installing CCTV, Hatta said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The island has a flourishing sex industry and massage parlors are frequently a front for prostitution. But there has been a vigorous debate over morality in recent years, exposing deep divisions in the Southeast Asian nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, the island passed a bill to restrict access to pornographic and violent sites on the Internet, while parliament has yet to pass a controversial pornography bill that aims to shield the young from pornographic material and lewd acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier draft versions contained provisions that could jail people for kissing in public and criminalize many forms of art or traditional culture that hinge on sensuality, sparking criticism it could curb freedoms and hurt the island's tolerant traditions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-5870510751267419361?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/5870510751267419361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=5870510751267419361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5870510751267419361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5870510751267419361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/05/blasting-merlin-my-crews-wailed.html' title='Blasting Merlin!!! My Crews Wailed!!!'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SB7wxbM5NaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/36i8TukKMZQ/s72-c/2008_04_10t122325_450x289_us_massage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-3773003268283100215</id><published>2008-05-01T22:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T23:01:58.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><title type='text'>Noose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBnZRbM5NYI/AAAAAAAAAIs/cN4Pno5aAv0/s1600-h/noose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBnZRbM5NYI/AAAAAAAAAIs/cN4Pno5aAv0/s320/noose.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195422538531419522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBnXKLM5NXI/AAAAAAAAAIk/gKm3HGvtbbQ/s1600-h/ship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBnXKLM5NXI/AAAAAAAAAIk/gKm3HGvtbbQ/s320/ship.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195420214954112370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arr arr...I have heard some bad and sad whisperings in the wind. I've heard that one of the crew from another ship had hang himself. What a pity or shall I say what a liberty!!! No can't do that cos no ship can sail without any crew be it on deck or below. Ain't no captain can command any ship. This ain't the first time that I have heard of crew hanging emselves or MOB in the middle of an open sea. There are plenty out ere..arrrr!!! I look at my crew and I know I have done all I can to make their life as easy as I can. On board..we are all linked to each other for survival especially on rough seas. We have noose alright...but we ain't puttin it around our neck. We made it as a link.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-3773003268283100215?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/3773003268283100215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=3773003268283100215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/3773003268283100215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/3773003268283100215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/05/noose.html' title='Noose'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBnZRbM5NYI/AAAAAAAAAIs/cN4Pno5aAv0/s72-c/noose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-3405586039506234286</id><published>2008-04-27T15:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T15:52:05.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iiocy'/><title type='text'>Names / Labels</title><content type='html'>I've been sailing lots of island disembark, to do bunkering ans replenish food supplies. And it's truly amazes me to see all the new sign boards with such I have never thought off. It is either they her popularity by naming their product or place with only adults can say it. Whar went through their minds?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQvZLM5NTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/XKlqkekimnw/s1600-h/p.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQvZLM5NTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/XKlqkekimnw/s320/p.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193828379815130418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQvZLM5NUI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_AFFmrVotXc/s1600-h/r.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQvZLM5NUI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_AFFmrVotXc/s320/r.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193828379815130434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQvZbM5NVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/IPPS0dEYHoc/s1600-h/s.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQvZbM5NVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/IPPS0dEYHoc/s320/s.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193828384110097746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQvZbM5NWI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FkQ-jsDDBxE/s1600-h/t.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQvZbM5NWI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FkQ-jsDDBxE/s320/t.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193828384110097762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQu07M5NOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/dOo4khre1jY/s1600-h/k.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQu07M5NOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/dOo4khre1jY/s320/k.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193827757044872418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQu1LM5NPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mCLJ7ZSY_YQ/s1600-h/l.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQu1LM5NPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mCLJ7ZSY_YQ/s320/l.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193827761339839730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQu1bM5NQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/kiRWTEI7Zbc/s1600-h/m.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQu1bM5NQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/kiRWTEI7Zbc/s320/m.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193827765634807042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQu1bM5NRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gY8DPXhVmak/s1600-h/h.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQu1bM5NRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gY8DPXhVmak/s320/h.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193827765634807058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQu1bM5NSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KnrxlQCLBb8/s1600-h/o.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQu1bM5NSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KnrxlQCLBb8/s320/o.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193827765634807074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQuQrM5NJI/AAAAAAAAAG0/b73Iw4tPHWg/s1600-h/f.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQtnLM5NFI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_6Ktnne10CA/s320/b.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193826421310043218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQtnLM5NGI/AAAAAAAAAGc/k8RN5sgirIY/s1600-h/c.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQtnLM5NGI/AAAAAAAAAGc/k8RN5sgirIY/s320/c.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193826421310043234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQtnLM5NHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/m7aNeTuL2Hw/s1600-h/d.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQtnLM5NHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/m7aNeTuL2Hw/s320/d.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193826421310043250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQtnbM5NII/AAAAAAAAAGs/NkjOIzcOJYI/s1600-h/e.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQtnbM5NII/AAAAAAAAAGs/NkjOIzcOJYI/s320/e.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193826425605010562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-3405586039506234286?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/3405586039506234286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=3405586039506234286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/3405586039506234286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/3405586039506234286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/04/names-labels.html' title='Names / Labels'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SBQvZLM5NTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/XKlqkekimnw/s72-c/p.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-6372507091032335378</id><published>2008-04-18T15:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T15:29:40.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gum Wetting Time'/><title type='text'>Suck &amp; Blow</title><content type='html'>Seriously mate!!! Wld you really resort to this when ciggarettes becomes too expensive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAhNnVLmNsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2R8LYNxWQ8c/s1600-h/ciggy1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAhNnVLmNsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2R8LYNxWQ8c/s320/ciggy1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190483908640519874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-6372507091032335378?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/6372507091032335378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=6372507091032335378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/6372507091032335378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/6372507091032335378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/04/suck-blow.html' title='Suck &amp; Blow'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAhNnVLmNsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2R8LYNxWQ8c/s72-c/ciggy1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-6594384709876327360</id><published>2008-04-16T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:08:28.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men'/><title type='text'>Insensitive</title><content type='html'>None is spared.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAYWNVLmNrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/-QbzjIIEFFc/s1600-h/answerman1ax7%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAYWNVLmNrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/-QbzjIIEFFc/s320/answerman1ax7%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189860038870972082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-6594384709876327360?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/6594384709876327360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=6594384709876327360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/6594384709876327360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/6594384709876327360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/04/insensitive.html' title='Insensitive'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAYWNVLmNrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/-QbzjIIEFFc/s72-c/answerman1ax7%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-1442188928295391199</id><published>2008-04-15T20:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:52:43.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gum Wetting Time'/><title type='text'>Bra Relion?</title><content type='html'>A man walked into the ladies department of a Macy 's and shyly walked up to the woman behind the counter and said, 'I'd like to buy a bra for my wife.' &lt;br /&gt;'What type of bra?' asked the clerk. &lt;br /&gt;'Type?' inquires the man, 'There's more than one type?' &lt;br /&gt;'Look around,' said the saleslady, as she showed a sea of bras in every shape, size, color and material imaginable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Actually, even with all of this variety, there are really only four types of bras to choose from.' &lt;br /&gt;Relieved, the man asked about the types. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saleslady replied: &lt;br /&gt;'There are the Catholic, the Salvation Army, the Presbyterian, and the Baptist types. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one would you prefer?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now totally befuddled, the man asked about the differences between them. &lt;br /&gt;The Saleslady responded, 'It is all really quite simple... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Catholic type supports the masses. &lt;br /&gt;The Salvation Army type lifts the fallen, &lt;br /&gt;The Presbyterian type keeps them staunch and upright, and &lt;br /&gt;The Baptist makes mountains out of mole hills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered why A, B, C, D, DD, E, F, G, and H are the letters used to define bra sizes? &lt;br /&gt;If you have wondered why, but couldn't figure out what the letters stood for, it is about time you became informed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A) Almost Boobs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASihFLmNhI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6xufA8fIE9U/s1600-h/A-bra-cup-size.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASihFLmNhI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6xufA8fIE9U/s320/A-bra-cup-size.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189451359847855634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(B) Barely there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASizFLmNiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nbU1WOImA8g/s1600-h/B-bra-cup-size.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASizFLmNiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nbU1WOImA8g/s320/B-bra-cup-size.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189451669085500962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(C) Can't Complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASjEVLmNjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/P-lLVbjldpc/s1600-h/C-bra-cup-size.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASjEVLmNjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/P-lLVbjldpc/s320/C-bra-cup-size.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189451965438244402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(D) Dang! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASj2lLmNkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/GjvcMuyF310/s1600-h/D-bra-cup-size.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASj2lLmNkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/GjvcMuyF310/s320/D-bra-cup-size.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189452828726670914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(DD) Double dang! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASkhFLmNpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0XpyJLsz1Lc/s1600-h/DD-bra-cup-size.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASkhFLmNpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0XpyJLsz1Lc/s320/DD-bra-cup-size.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189453558871111314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(E) Enormous! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASj2lLmNlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/hK9ZCuRQUug/s1600-h/E-bra-cup-size.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASj2lLmNlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/hK9ZCuRQUug/s320/E-bra-cup-size.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189452828726670930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(F) Fake.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASj21LmNmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DAFJv2FAU_c/s1600-h/F-bra-cup-size.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASj21LmNmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DAFJv2FAU_c/s320/F-bra-cup-size.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189452833021638242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(G) Get a Reduction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASj3FLmNnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/nUaE7MjHOPM/s1600-h/G-bra-cup-size.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASj3FLmNnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/nUaE7MjHOPM/s320/G-bra-cup-size.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189452837316605554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(H) Help me, I've fallen and I can't get up ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASj3FLmNoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/V7XvxLyHudY/s1600-h/H-bra-cup-size.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASj3FLmNoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/V7XvxLyHudY/s320/H-bra-cup-size.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189452837316605570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They forgot the German bra......called &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOLTZEMFROMFLOPPEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-1442188928295391199?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/1442188928295391199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=1442188928295391199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/1442188928295391199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/1442188928295391199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/04/bra-relion.html' title='Bra Relion?'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SASihFLmNhI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6xufA8fIE9U/s72-c/A-bra-cup-size.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-1969428664626897051</id><published>2008-04-14T18:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T19:04:15.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gum Wetting Time'/><title type='text'>The Safest Currency in world Today</title><content type='html'>As the USA Dollar is getting worthless,other then the U$..... the Canadian Dollar is getting stronger..Why ? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;America and Europe should consider changing their currencies too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the global war on terrorism, many terrorist organizations have had their finances frozen. Consequently, they have resorted to counterfeiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Canadians have decided to redesign their currency to prevent the radical Muslims from even touching it!  It is also hoped that this will have a positive effect on tourism :  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAM4TVLmNWI/AAAAAAAAACw/xGM-wFAZzQ8/s1600-h/can1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAM4TVLmNWI/AAAAAAAAACw/xGM-wFAZzQ8/s320/can1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189053100415399266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAM4TVLmNVI/AAAAAAAAACo/57Fo6CEfuEU/s1600-h/can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAM4TVLmNVI/AAAAAAAAACo/57Fo6CEfuEU/s320/can.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189053100415399250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAM4TlLmNXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Y2mvmjAl9qM/s1600-h/que.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAM4TlLmNXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Y2mvmjAl9qM/s320/que.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189053104710366578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muslim terrorists have to kill themselves if they see a naked woman.  &lt;br /&gt;Those Canadians always find the solution!  Must be the pure water up there in the North!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO PUN INTENDED AND THIS IS NOT A RACIAL OR RELIGION CONTRADICTION!! IT'S PURE HUMOUR!!! WE NEED TO EASE UP A LITTLE AND RELAX!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some certain someone would be drooling on this....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-1969428664626897051?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/1969428664626897051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=1969428664626897051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/1969428664626897051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/1969428664626897051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/04/safest-currency-in-world-today.html' title='The Safest Currency in world Today'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAM4TVLmNWI/AAAAAAAAACw/xGM-wFAZzQ8/s72-c/can1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-1508564725996491580</id><published>2008-04-13T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T21:54:23.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Philisophy'/><title type='text'>Perfect Brew or Perfect Cup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAIOcVLmNSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/SpKdwQnN5cE/s1600-h/ccup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAIOcVLmNSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/SpKdwQnN5cE/s320/ccup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188725600569144610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAIOclLmNTI/AAAAAAAAACY/HXHofziElNM/s1600-h/ccup1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAIOclLmNTI/AAAAAAAAACY/HXHofziElNM/s320/ccup1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188725604864111922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAIOc1LmNUI/AAAAAAAAACg/HYp0HvD_O7Q/s1600-h/Melamine_Cups.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAIOc1LmNUI/AAAAAAAAACg/HYp0HvD_O7Q/s320/Melamine_Cups.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188725609159079234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this very interesting and true. It's not just careers...it applies to your daily lives as in choosing friends. It's not of their status, looks or habits but the beautiful inner self just like a brewed coffee. God do not create a perfect soul in a perfect body just like the cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite. He told the group to help themselves to the coffee. &lt;br /&gt;When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups and then you began eyeing each other's cups.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now consider this: "life" is the coffee; the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain "life", and the type of cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of the "life" we live. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee God has provided us. God brews the coffee, not the cups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy your coffee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest people don't have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything. You are the miracle, your life either shines a light - or casts a shadow. God Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-1508564725996491580?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/1508564725996491580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=1508564725996491580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/1508564725996491580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/1508564725996491580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-find-this-very-interesting-and-true.html' title='Perfect Brew or Perfect Cup'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAIOcVLmNSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/SpKdwQnN5cE/s72-c/ccup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-4865714028757040585</id><published>2008-04-13T03:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T04:09:30.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gum Wetting Time'/><title type='text'>Finally, An Answer to the Kilt Question!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you wait long enough, all questions finally get answered&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAERLlLmNMI/AAAAAAAAABg/Wszm1UE5nIQ/s1600-h/kilt.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAERLlLmNMI/AAAAAAAAABg/Wszm1UE5nIQ/s320/kilt.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188447136364508354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ooops....now lets check which side is the wind blowing from?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAESjFLmNRI/AAAAAAAAACI/9VxItM-woko/s1600-h/kilt1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAESjFLmNRI/AAAAAAAAACI/9VxItM-woko/s320/kilt1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188448639603062034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Martin Monroe aka Marylin Monroe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAESilLmNOI/AAAAAAAAABw/6C_W0ZG_l7Y/s1600-h/kilt3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAESilLmNOI/AAAAAAAAABw/6C_W0ZG_l7Y/s320/kilt3.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188448631013127394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The guy seated next to the Queen is priceless! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAESi1LmNPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vdWt_3LR4tM/s1600-h/kilt2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAESi1LmNPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vdWt_3LR4tM/s320/kilt2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188448635308094706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take a break, breather...hang loose boys!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAESiVLmNNI/AAAAAAAAABo/7lzaqntpM1o/s1600-h/kilt4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAESiVLmNNI/AAAAAAAAABo/7lzaqntpM1o/s320/kilt4.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188448626718160082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grampa!!!! You telling me it will stay that small for the rest of my life???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-4865714028757040585?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/4865714028757040585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=4865714028757040585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/4865714028757040585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/4865714028757040585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-answer-to-kilt-question.html' title='Finally, An Answer to the Kilt Question!'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAERLlLmNMI/AAAAAAAAABg/Wszm1UE5nIQ/s72-c/kilt.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-827956484898969494</id><published>2008-04-11T00:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T20:38:50.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fairy Tale'/><title type='text'>Bed Time Story For Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAAXvXk1S3I/AAAAAAAAABY/fjuD7Nkqqs4/s1600-h/P+and+f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAAXvXk1S3I/AAAAAAAAABY/fjuD7Nkqqs4/s320/P+and+f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188172873280605042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the fairy tale that should have been read to us girls when we were little: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, in a land far away, a beautiful, independent, self-assured princess happened upon a frog as she sat contemplating ecological issues. On the shores of an unpolluted pond in a verdant meadow near her castle. The frog hopped into the princess' lap, and said: ' Elegant Lady,I was once a handsome prince, until an evil witch cast a spell upon me. One kiss from you, however, and I will turn back into the dapper, young prince that I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, my sweet, we can marry and set up housekeeping in your castle with my mother, where you can prepare my meals, clean my clothes, bear my children, and forever feel grateful and happy doing so. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, as the princess dined sumptuously on lightly sauteed frog legs seasoned in a white wine and onion cream sauce, she chuckled and thought to herself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't f*in think so.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-827956484898969494?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/827956484898969494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=827956484898969494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/827956484898969494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/827956484898969494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/04/bed-time-story-for-girls.html' title='Bed Time Story For Girls'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/SAAXvXk1S3I/AAAAAAAAABY/fjuD7Nkqqs4/s72-c/P+and+f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-5905963527449218426</id><published>2008-04-10T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T23:49:00.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Video'/><title type='text'>We Belong ~ Pat Benatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-dfK4mwT3Y&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-dfK4mwT3Y&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-5905963527449218426?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/5905963527449218426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=5905963527449218426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5905963527449218426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/5905963527449218426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-belong-pat-benatar.html' title='We Belong ~ Pat Benatar'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-3704206540897949705</id><published>2008-04-10T15:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T23:21:31.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cosmics'/><title type='text'>White</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187627120376236882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="170" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_4nYXk1S1I/AAAAAAAAABI/lyLeZG75VU8/s320/pr_white.gif" width="298" border="0" /&gt; All living things have auras, from the tiniest amoebas to the largest elephants. Auras are an electromagnetic, bio-energy field that surrounds and animates your physical body. Another way to think of your aura is as your life force or spiritual field. And the greater and stronger your life force or energy is, the brighter your aura will be. The vibrancy of your aura reflects all that's crucial to who you are — your physical health, emotional well-being, personality, and mental activity.The aura is a three-dimensional, egg-shaped energy field made up of seven overlapping layers. Each layer has a different vibration or frequency, which creates different colors and patterns in the aura. While simplified explanations of auras discuss them as having one solid and steady color, auras actually have multiple colors that change all the time.When you are stressed, traumatized by accidents or abuse, or scared, your aura can become thinned, with dark spots or holes, which can cause emotional or physical distress or illness. Healing and strengthening your aura can revitalize your mind, body, and spirit. A healthy aura extends further out from your body, indicating that you have powerful and plentiful energy.Chakras are conductors for energy to move through the aura, as well as the vehicle through which the aura communicates with the physical body. The health and functioning of your chakras directly impacts your aura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to popular myth, auras are actually multi-colored energy fields that can be divided into seven primary layers. Having White as your brightest color means that the seventh, or Divine, layer of your aura is the most vibrant. The Divine is the outermost layer of the aura, and its vibrancy indicates that you have an exceptional love of life, which stems directly from your deep connection to the universe. You're an open channel for the cosmos, and this infuses your aura with a divine energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your aura impacts all aspects of your life. For instance, having a bright Divine layer means that likely you have a clear spiritual purpose. Thus, your ideal job would likely involve something that allows you to fulfill this purpose and remain connected to the greater forces in life. You would not likely be satisfied working a job that compromised your integrity or kept you from doing what you feel you're in this life to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your love life, you likely seek a soul mate — someone who also is equally connected to divine forces and who is able to connect with you on a profound spiritual level. You're likely open to receiving the energy of your partner, and when aptly paired your romantic partnership can provide you with a physical manifestation of divine energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brightness of your Divine layer has a deep impact on your overall well being, in that you receive much energy from the universe and this allows you to experience a deep love and fulfillment in life. You feel nourished by your connection to that which is greater than you, and this is a boundless source of energy that will never fail you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Seven Layers Of Your Aura&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aura Layer................ Aura Color, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Etheric ******************Red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emotional ************* Orange&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mental ******************Yellow &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intuitional **************Green &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atmic ********************Blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monadic *****************Violet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Divine********************White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each layer of your aura radiates a different color. The brighter the light emanating from each layer, the healthier your aura, the better you'll feel in mind, body, and spirit. Following is your personalized Aura Reading, explaining how healthy each layer of your aura is. We'll look at each layer of your aura in sequence, from the first or innermost layer, to the seventh or outermost layer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The First, or Etheric Layer, is Red &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Etheric layer of your aura is medium bright. A soft glow emanates from this first core layer of your aura, which is associated with the physical body. This indicates that you likely have an average occurrence of physical ailments, though you may not always feel as strong and healthy as you'd like. A bright Etheric layer indicates a positive connection to your body, which in turn provides the optimal vehicle for your spirit to express itself and for you to gain knowledge and insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Second, or Emotional Layer, is Orange&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emotional layer of your aura is medium bright. This second layer of your aura surrounds your physical body most closely. The soft glow coming from this layer allows you to sometimes use your feelings as your mental, physical, and spiritual guides, though perhaps not as often as you'd like. You may sometimes feel the need to numb your feelings with substances, and you may find yourself occasionally struggling to identify and express your genuine feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Third, or Mental Layer, is Yellow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Mental layer of your aura is medium bright. This is the third layer out from the core of your aura, and its soft glow allows you to occasionally engage in logical concrete thinking, though other times you may find this type of thinking more challenging. While you are sometimes open-minded, you can also find yourself having a negative attitude, which makes it harder to take risks and try new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Fourth, or Intuitional Layer, is Green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Intuitional layer of your aura is medium bright. The light emanating from this forth layer of your aura allows you to occasionally engage in abstract thinking, though it isn't your strongest asset. It may sometimes be difficult to trust your decisions, though your gut instinct is often right. Intuition, when put to proper use, can help you stay clear of dangerous and unhealthy situations. Try the following Take Action, which can help brighten your Intuitional layer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Fifth, or Atmic Layer, is Blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Atmic layer of your aura is medium bright. This allows you to be strong-willed at times, though at others you may waver more than you'd like. When at your best, you're very charismatic which often draws others to you. You're somewhat persistent in your pursuits, and because of this you feel like your life is mostly headed in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sixth, or Monadic Layer, is Violet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The Monadic layer of your aura is medium bright. The soft glow coming from this sixth layer of your aura can provide you with a sense of peace and purity that radiates from your aura. You see your purpose clearly, and that has allowed you to make good choices in life. As long as you're clear in your life's purpose and you're on the path to fulfilling it, you'll enjoy a serenity that nourishes your mind, body, and soul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;Based on my responses, the brightest color in my aura is........shld I laugh? Hmmm....I guess it is appropriate as I like the number 7 and it happens that the strongest aura I have seems to be the outer layer. Just like my shields that I had set or build upon myself years ago.....cld it be 7 years ago? Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Seventh, or Divine Layer, is White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Divine layer of your aura is medium bright. The soft glow coming from this outermost layer of your aura gives you a love for life when you feel connected to the universe. At times you're an open channel from the cosmos, and when this occurs it infuses your aura with a divine energy. At other times you have difficulty feeling connected to that which is greater than you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-3704206540897949705?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/3704206540897949705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=3704206540897949705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/3704206540897949705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/3704206540897949705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/04/white.html' title='White'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_4nYXk1S1I/AAAAAAAAABI/lyLeZG75VU8/s72-c/pr_white.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044899049753698173.post-8119571834339326208</id><published>2008-04-09T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T23:27:12.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starters'/><title type='text'>Starters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Sometimes it seems that life makes little or no sense as we wander blind searching for a ray of light to lead us to the truth or to a God who isn't there, to some that is.  But if we will stand still and  listen with our heart we will  hear a rustling in the leaves, feel the brush of angel's wings, and sense the presence of a loving ...... being playing hide-and-seek, waiting patiently wanting us to find that being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;The Dawn Is Breaking &amp; So Is The Closing Of The Portal.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044899049753698173-8119571834339326208?l=guilts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/feeds/8119571834339326208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044899049753698173&amp;postID=8119571834339326208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/8119571834339326208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044899049753698173/posts/default/8119571834339326208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guilts.blogspot.com/2008/04/starters.html' title='Starters'/><author><name>Danielle Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02950700848965104166</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/_O2PjHZs0PyM/R_zxIawgf-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/e_irMJSc84U/S220/Outlined%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
