<?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-5041065687846701195</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:05:55.513-05:00</updated><category term='randomness'/><category term='silly'/><category term='asian'/><category term='funny'/><category term='characters'/><category term='movies'/><category term='crazy people'/><category term='DIY'/><category term='a show'/><category term='night'/><category term='bruce lee'/><category term='Model'/><category term='vin disel'/><category term='cocktail'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='I I I'/><category term='wtf'/><category term='white boys that could get it'/><category term='remakes'/><category term='Train'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='housewife'/><category term='why me'/><category term='Reality Shows'/><category term='talk show'/><category term='issues'/><category term='Tyra'/><category term='Diddy'/><category term='Dinner'/><category term='lordie'/><category term='Day off'/><category term='how do they keep finding me'/><category term='work'/><category term='past'/><category term='cars'/><category term='me me me'/><category term='happy-ness'/><category term='friends'/><category term='singles'/><category term='fast and the furious'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='sexy men'/><category term='FREE TIME'/><category term='TV'/><category term='rip'/><category term='mens'/><category term='guys'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='lol'/><category term='idk lol'/><category term='food network'/><category term='bff&apos;s'/><category term='idk'/><category term='rants'/><category term='sex help'/><category term='youngin&apos;'/><category term='single'/><category term='Princess RiRi'/><category term='blk folk'/><category term='mtv'/><category term='stupid people'/><category term='fetish'/><category term='badboy'/><category term='ex&apos;s'/><category term='life'/><category term='80&apos;s'/><category term='kanye'/><category term='sit down'/><category term='enter the dragon'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='making the band'/><category term='problems'/><category term='15 minutes'/><category term='special people'/><category term='color'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='catwoman'/><category term='acadamy'/><category term='men'/><category term='crazy men'/><category term='annoying'/><category term='love'/><category term='eartha kitt'/><category term='ssbbw'/><category term='bbw'/><category term='Chris Brown'/><category term='Media'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts.....Maybe</title><subtitle type='html'>Since some times I really dont  feel like writting stuff down, they gave me the ability to blogg!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-2064657087377537452</id><published>2010-02-06T16:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T17:10:00.329-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Single life........ The REAL reason.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img232.imageshack.us/img232/3572/black2020white20with20cjq9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and one of my friends were talking; and I was telling her my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt; on why the select few of us are single.  Now my reason is because, I said we all inspire deep real feelings in folks; now most people if not a good chunk of them are so afraid of it that they go running for the hills.  I think that it ends up making them feel like they don't deserve to be happy?  I also think its because we all know EXACTLY what we want out of a relationship; weather it be a gay straight or whatever relationship, I think that the other person seems to think that they shouldn't or not able to feel what ever it is that we put out, so they seek folks who are very very VERY dependent on them, who want to be the victim in it so it makes them feel safe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With THAT being said, now why do folks feel the need to either complain about the relationships they have; or what they cant have.  I never understand it.  I know a girl who complains about i guess whoever she is/was talking to who decided to go off and do something else and say it was her fault that they were spending time with each other... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt;, all i know is that she ended up ranting about it.  So my thought on it is, if you mess with these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;girlies&lt;/span&gt; who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;AREN'T&lt;/span&gt; ready for what YOU are trying to offer then why complain about it?  If you are so sick about them not understanding YOU and you are trying to change who you are to grow as a person and not just to become someone you're not then why keep messing with the same girls?  The whole point of growing as a person is so that you can figure out what YOU really want out of someone who you want to share your life with.  If you keep finding the same type of people over and over again are you just fooling your self about trying to change or are you just going with what's safe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say try out side of the box, yes getting to know people is always good, but damn it try different things, and don't get in to the habit of trying to know a million folks at once.  I think that's another issue folks have, with not being able to take their time in getting to know someone who has great qualities.  People get so hung up on trying to find the next big freak that they never get to know the real person deep down.    Now with my friends as well as my self, we are people who are always in control so we know how to get to know a person deep down, and get to know the real REAL them, and that in it self scares folks because they are so use to just hearing about what someones favorite position is that they forget how to answer what's your favorite place to go to relax. Trust me if you were to ask a person now a days where they like to go to relax, it would be something stupid like roll a blunt and chill in the club.  Sadly people don't know what relax is.. My friends as well as my self know that RELAX means to go someplace like a vacation or a park, or something like that; not go to some damn club where we get all hot and sweaty and what not to RELAX.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the real question is that are my friends as well as my self doomed to be single forever?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NOOOO&lt;/span&gt; We are the best singles, who know what we want; who know that when silly folks who REALLY know what the hell that they want will come out of the woodwork! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until that happens sooner or later; have fun!  Safely... ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all...........For now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-2064657087377537452?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/2064657087377537452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=2064657087377537452&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/2064657087377537452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/2064657087377537452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2010/02/single-life-real-reason.html' title='Single life........ The REAL reason.'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-2956635494709351420</id><published>2010-01-03T22:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:37:34.450-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy-ness'/><title type='text'>LIfe as is?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://wallpapers.free-review.net/wallpapers/12/Paint_Your_Love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Side note, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; first blog of 2010**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend, who is a mother (which I just kinda found out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) and who no doubt is a great mother. She was going to adopt a child so that her current child who just had a birthday could have a younger sister. I got a few updates about this happening just recently, she found out however that woman that she was adopting from had the baby earlier; and never told her even though &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; under the impression that they had an agreement to do so. Understandably, she is upset because the girl &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; tell her that she had the baby, another day goes by; she tells me that she found out that the girl had the baby for a week on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; ( how messed up is that?) and she claims that she spoke to her after the fact; yet another day passes; so today I hear that she has worked out all the issues and is able to pick up her new daughter from the hospital from the other family. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; happy for her.. I hear however a few hours later that the family of the mother who is giving up the baby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stepped&lt;/span&gt; in and is blocking the adoption because my friend is gay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; confused because &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; under the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;impression&lt;/span&gt; when you adopt they would already kinda know your business. I mean she already has a child, which &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; under the impression that she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;adopted&lt;/span&gt;; and as far as i know is a damn good mother so what is the problem?? I really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get it, i mean if you are going to adopt then, they interview you to see if you are a fit parent and your living conditions are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; and everything. If being gay is the ONLY thing that is stopping some one from being a parent then that's a fucking shame, one has NOTHING to do with the other. Being gay &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; an excuse for someone to not be a parent, I just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; understand why STUPID folks would use that as an excuse. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get it, because if you've adopted before, and the folks you've &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dealt&lt;/span&gt; with have said that you are a fit person to be a parent then what the hell is the problem! I swear my heart broke for her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;even though&lt;/span&gt; it was a text message, I could tell she was so upset, I cant &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that people would put other people through &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much to adopt a child who just wants parents who love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what the situation is now, but i hope that they all figure that out since this poor child is in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; before like earlier in the day and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; kept wondering WHY THE HELL IS EVERY ONE GETTING A REALITY SHOW? I mean there are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt; people that are on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vh&lt;/span&gt;1 (thank you flavor &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;flav&lt;/span&gt;...bastard!) that whore them selves out, all the time; so that their 14:59 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; run out! But then we have to deal with all the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;krap&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mtv&lt;/span&gt;, and then these teens in the middle of nowhere; with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt; crew,talking about how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; life in the mid-west is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; hard. I cant, and how much &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;highschool&lt;/span&gt; life is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; hard as well, Its just one interchangeable teen after another. The "other reality shows" are so horrid-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ly&lt;/span&gt; done that we all know that its no where near real.. I refuse to watch the city, but know someone who does, and we talk about how "hard life is on the upper east/west side" how one of the girls gets a job in a fashion house "just because shes that good"---**side eye** We all know that she is there just because the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt; crew is there, and the real folks are busy in the back working &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wayyy&lt;/span&gt; too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was the year of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;camera's&lt;/span&gt; being up your ass! I know a guy at my job who wants to be famous, but at what cost? He's trying to change his name, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;even though&lt;/span&gt; its still the same just shorter, (i still &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;) but he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; work. I mean how does that work?? Work folks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna write more, but I finally got a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meee&lt;/span&gt; day tomorrow so that's all...........for now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-2956635494709351420?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/2956635494709351420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=2956635494709351420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/2956635494709351420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/2956635494709351420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-as-is.html' title='LIfe as is?'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-5527759086426935021</id><published>2009-09-15T20:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:35:33.086-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Tv time...With a random chaser please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.220-electronics.com/plasma/sonymultisystemplasma42v1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ohh&lt;/span&gt; kiddies, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; much &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; has been watched by me on the rare times that i get to stay home and relax &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. So did you see the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vma's&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmfp&lt;/span&gt;! Is what i have to say, I mean did they just tell security to have the night off and go smoke a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fattie&lt;/span&gt; or something? I mean stage hoppers galore &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Its sad though because Mr. Gay fish (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;southpark&lt;/span&gt;) decided to hop the stage and act like a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ignant&lt;/span&gt; negro, and all of that drama over &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;shadowed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Janet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jackson's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;performance&lt;/span&gt;, which was off the hook by the way! They did a whole &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;michael&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jackson&lt;/span&gt; montage which was really on point. But instead of everyone talking about that, they are all talking about how this fool decides to jump the stage &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Taylor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Swift's&lt;/span&gt; (who?) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;speech&lt;/span&gt;, he snatched the mic out of her hand and went on this raid or rant about how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beyonce&lt;/span&gt; ( sit down) should have won what ever award that the poor girl just won. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt; however is looking at him and shacking her head like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; even important award, to the other chick it was though. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kanye&lt;/span&gt; (or however you spell it) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brotha&lt;/span&gt; pull the fucking stick already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stage hopper, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' momma (......) You know that hard faced chick who came out with that song &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lip gloss&lt;/span&gt; (.............) that was her ONLY hit which put her on on the map, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong, she can rap but she is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tooooo&lt;/span&gt; hard faced, or maybe her stylist just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; love her (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt;) So this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brawed&lt;/span&gt; (spelled wrong but it stays) decides that she wants to hop on stage when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jayz&lt;/span&gt; (the house husband) and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alicia&lt;/span&gt; keys are preforming something, so they finish and she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hoppes&lt;/span&gt; up on stage to pose with them, so jay z &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hopps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of her and &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;tries&lt;/span&gt; to block her out but she still standing there with her hard face! That show was a hot mess, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; glad that I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; watch but go to at least catch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Janet&lt;/span&gt; preform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us touch a little bit on princess &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ri&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ri&lt;/span&gt;, honey, sit down already, you cant sing YOU CANT SING its like a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;drowning&lt;/span&gt; cat its like a dying &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;giraffe&lt;/span&gt;! (yes they make noise) YOU ARE NOT A ICON, no honey you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt;! You have no style, you are all over the place, what you are doing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;orr&lt;/span&gt; trying to do is what the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;girlies&lt;/span&gt; in japan have been doing for YEARS and they get it right; you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;! Go some place and sit down and keep quiet, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;?? ooh &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;: Take that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tranny&lt;/span&gt; from a past life &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beyonce&lt;/span&gt; with you already (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sweetie&lt;/span&gt; become a house wife and keep quiet too) That is all for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to our program (that was a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_56" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;commercial&lt;/span&gt;) What else is going on?? Oh near my apartment, they have been doing construction on the back &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_57" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;steps&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_58" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt; when they are going to be finished so there is a gate there, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_59" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lordie&lt;/span&gt; I have to go all the way around to get anywhere and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_60" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lordie&lt;/span&gt; there are corner jockeys everywhere at night so I have to walk fast &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_61" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; (corner jockey; noun,folks who's sole job is to stand at the corner and do NOTHING) Its hard enough that I worked &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_62" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;runaway&lt;/span&gt; slave hours the other day and I cant wait to see my check &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_63" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; (16 1/2 hours! in one day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_64" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_65" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_66" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; happy! I requested that day off &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_67" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; cause i cant wait to go out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_68" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I so want to go on vacation again, because work after a while gets a little tight &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_69" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Lord only knows when that's going to happen &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_70" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; but whatever &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_71" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now....... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_72" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt;: I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_73" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;burninnnnn&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_74" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; private joke &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_75" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Today sept 15th 2009 is gay fish day on south park!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-5527759086426935021?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/5527759086426935021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=5527759086426935021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/5527759086426935021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/5527759086426935021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/09/tv-timewith-random-chaser-please.html' title='Tv time...With a random chaser please!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-583246512508479551</id><published>2009-08-23T18:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T19:26:12.101-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sit down'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how do they keep finding me'/><title type='text'>Work, Chile you know we aint free!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.prlog.org/10289866-dealing-with-stress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does everything stress everyone out? Some times I wonder if we must &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in force&lt;/span&gt; a rule where we slap stupid people?!?! But lord then my hand would hurt like hell all the time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Work has been stressing me out kinda but not majorly because its to the point where stupid people at work are making everyone want to rip their hair out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. So many of us have been there for so long we all want to just jump ship and leave. They are like oh why &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; you all stay &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;promise&lt;/span&gt; its going to get better and we all know, because its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bs&lt;/span&gt; its total &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bs&lt;/span&gt; to everyone. Its like we all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; kids we are all adults we know how the shit works. Its no going to be a great thing :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; want to stay there and the job is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;becoming&lt;/span&gt; like a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;prison&lt;/span&gt; because we cant do this, we cant do this and its like well &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; you want your employees to be kinda happy or at least &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;happyish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe that's asking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been thinking also, about how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rather&lt;/span&gt; be single FOR THE REST OF MY &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;NATURAL&lt;/span&gt; LIFE than have to deal with another &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;emotionally&lt;/span&gt; damaged person, this one girl &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; BARELY talking to has so much fucking issues its not healthy, i swear these folks are drawn to me! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Idk&lt;/span&gt; how it happens, all I do is say hi like after they say hi to me and it all goes down hill from there! They get mad at me for not sharing my ENTIRE life story with them (which &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not going to do if &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not comfortable) right off the bat, and then tell me their whole life story &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; issues. (people tend to tell me their whole life story no matter what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; doing) Its not like I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; in taking it slow because i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to rush in to anything lord knows &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ive&lt;/span&gt; learned about that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. You would &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;expect&lt;/span&gt; someone who is young or very young minded to act so obsessed with someone, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;damn it&lt;/span&gt; she is the same age as me, and i also know one who is 18 and she seems to have common sense! You see how all over the place that is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-583246512508479551?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/583246512508479551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=583246512508479551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/583246512508479551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/583246512508479551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/08/work-chile-you-know-we-aint-free.html' title='Work, Chile you know we aint free!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-78211782263362457</id><published>2009-08-16T22:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T22:38:07.985-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why me'/><title type='text'>Personal Effing-Space!</title><content type='html'>I know everyone, you are tired of fucking people all up in your personal space!  So today i come home and go to the supermarket, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;even though&lt;/span&gt; its hot like balls outside, I still decide to go to the market to pick somethings up.  So I get in line and this old freaking man decides he wants to stand right &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;behind&lt;/span&gt; me,RIGHT BEHIND ME!!!!!  Its not like he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; see my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bight&lt;/span&gt; ass standing there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; trying to put my stuff on the belt for the lady to ring up, and he decides that I must be in the way, so he puts his two freaking cans of beans on the thing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of me and tries to push me out of the way so that he can get them before they go &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of this little old lady's bread.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; like PERSONAL FUCKING SPACE!  Then he has the fucking nerve to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cough&lt;/span&gt;, COUGH WITH OUT COVERING HIS FUCKING MOUTH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; understand how personal space has become a thing of the past or out of fashion.  I mean if I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know you, then shit back the fuck up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; that is all..............for now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-78211782263362457?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/78211782263362457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=78211782263362457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/78211782263362457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/78211782263362457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/08/personal-effing-space.html' title='Personal Effing-Space!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-6576429335902385412</id><published>2009-08-14T21:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T22:14:51.697-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>Random-ness Come to me?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://fantasyartdesign.com/free-wallpapers/imgs/mid/275photo-image02-m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, finally get the chance to babble on here! Where do I begin? Well if you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know I went to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wendy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;williams&lt;/span&gt; show! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Soo&lt;/span&gt; much fun, people saw me on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;, (grandma, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;madre&lt;/span&gt;) other folks who &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;knew&lt;/span&gt;. Got some free stuff in there, the ab rocket,which &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;antiono&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sabato&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jr&lt;/span&gt; was selling. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Haven't&lt;/span&gt; seen the infomercial with him in it yet. Also these things called hair bumps (I think) well they were free too. Me and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;keizer&lt;/span&gt; had so much fun, I saw it he was on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt; a lot!! He's famous &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, it was just like a big dance party. Oh, did I mention we went on vacation? Oh &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;loridie&lt;/span&gt; it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; much fun, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; is free, only thing you have to do is pay for your drinks, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; is like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; well I got to pay for something, but its not even expensive at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Duty&lt;/span&gt; free is the places to go when you want to get the liquor cheap! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; god willing when my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; comes around..I can get to go on one too. So great, it was nice to see the water on the boat just going out on the sea, it looked like you could just walk from one place to the other on the water. That would have been so great too. Ever seen drunk white folks? On the ship there are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; they get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pissy&lt;/span&gt; drunk and want to sing country and what not, had one lady "sing" respect, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; she just kept screaming the song &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; we all know she could barely &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cary&lt;/span&gt; a tune, who &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lordie&lt;/span&gt; another girl "sang" killing me softly and oh god she butchered it. I swear if &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lauren&lt;/span&gt; hill &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; crazy that would have drove her nuts. The folks who worked on the cruse however were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; nice (shout out to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lima&lt;/span&gt;) she was so awesome, cause we had a zillion questions, now we know for next time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Whooo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Nassau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Bahamas&lt;/span&gt; is hot like you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; its like freaking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Africa&lt;/span&gt; hot, its like the sun is like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt; on you, all you do is sweat! You have to go out there damn near naked! But the water is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; beautiful, its so blue, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lordie&lt;/span&gt; the water in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Miami&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; just like new york &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Miami is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;africa&lt;/span&gt; hot as well, and its humid so its like you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get a break even when the sun goes down. Its so much fun in south beach because there are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gay's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;o'plenty&lt;/span&gt; out side mostly men &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; there is a sprinkle of women. The hotel we were in was a old apt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;building&lt;/span&gt; which i kinda fell in love with, it was a studio/"one" bedroom apt, which was huge, and it had two queen sized beds in it along with a wonderful dining room table in it as well as a huge freaking flat screen &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;. It took us a while to figure out what the channels were, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt; on the ship most of the channels are in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt;?!?!!? and there really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; anything majorly on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_56" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;. The pool on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_57" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; ship is 7 feet deep so its like you are up to yo neck and what not in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited the urban in south beach, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_58" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whooo&lt;/span&gt; the standards in there are like .................................. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_59" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_60" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; notice the blank spot, very questionable &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_61" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Most stores in south beach open late by new york standards which is very odd. We went to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_62" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_63" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Donald's&lt;/span&gt; wanted some sweet tea expected the mega huge cup like they give us here also because it was so freaking hot, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_64" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nooo&lt;/span&gt;, we got the regular size which was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_65" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;okish&lt;/span&gt;, but the sweet tea had mad ice &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_66" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_67" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt; birds are everywhere &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_68" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I really had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_69" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; much fun, I cant wait to do it all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_70" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you manage to catch "bad habits" video, if not check that out! So freaking sexy, I swear if i knew &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_71" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Maxwell&lt;/span&gt;, I would hug him and be like um yeah! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_72" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_73" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Soo&lt;/span&gt; what else? So more random-mess, ex boyfriend saw me, I think that he thought we were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_74" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;, wanted a hug i was like you high? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_75" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Then a girl I was talking to a girl and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_76" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; hear from her for a freaking month and some change and the other day my phone was like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_77" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brrrrrring&lt;/span&gt; and shes like hey how are you? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_78" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_79" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hooo&lt;/span&gt; look who it is. I swear they come out the wood work. Oh we were on the train &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_80" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; home yesterday and this guy gets on and starts ranting about the most random shit ever. We are like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_81" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;?? who is he talking to like hes going on about someone &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_82" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; respect him or something or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_83" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; like him cause he works for a living or something it was like...dinner and a show like we always get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_84" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_85" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.............for now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-6576429335902385412?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/6576429335902385412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=6576429335902385412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/6576429335902385412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/6576429335902385412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-ness-come-to-me.html' title='Random-ness Come to me?!?!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-6438670414234255709</id><published>2009-07-01T20:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T14:28:34.634-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idk lol'/><title type='text'>Do not go gentle into that good night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://fantasyartdesign.com/free-wallpapers/imgs/mid/body-standing02-m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as everyone... EVERYONE knows by now Michael Jackson has died... I know sad right, its like wow really its not like how everyone had made peace with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Farrah&lt;/span&gt; dying because she was at the end of the road and she fought like hell! Like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dylan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thomas&lt;/span&gt; said: "Do not go gentle into that good night." Ive always loved that quote, fight like hell &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; give up, and she never did. Michael however, was sick but he also kinda did it to him self, he had so many different &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; he took all at one time and he just had so many different issues.. He had such a messed-up childhood, but its like he never at least I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think spoke to anyone who could really help him enough to put them &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;demons&lt;/span&gt; to bed. I think he carried all of that drama with him and after a while he may have just pushed that aside and figured if he were to act like a child again it would all go away. I do also &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that way in the back of his mind he did have a adult side as to where he thought being whit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;children&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. Ive always thought that some where deep down inside he knew what he was doing, because lets not get it wrong, he was a smart man; he did make stupid decisions just like everyone else in life does, but I do think that he knew what he was doing with those kids. Maybe he thought what he was doing was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not sure I really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know, maybe if i was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;studying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;psychology&lt;/span&gt; i could offer a better answer, but its just something i saw in the few times &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; gotten to see just interviews and had a good look and what his body language was saying versus what he was saying out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times people &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; realize that their body language tells way more than what they are saying, so its like they are telling you one thing and their body language is telling you something different &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Ive said this before when looking at photos of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt; brown and princess &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;riri&lt;/span&gt;, their mess was always off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June had just been the month of people dying, can you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; it it was freaking 6 people! I really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that we are getting closer to the end only because just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; keep leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June was also the month were it kept raining! Its like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lordie&lt;/span&gt; why? July has started and its been wonderful so far &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; watching the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;memorial&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jackson&lt;/span&gt;, and there are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of people talking about mostly random stuff, and some people singing and its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; out kinda bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; also excited about vacation (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;poopoo&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gong to take &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; many photos &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;promise&lt;/span&gt; to put them up all over the place &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, Its getting kinda close because we are leaving in like three weeks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; also a little excited about my "girlfriend" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; see, I got her sprung and I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even do anything to her... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; (yet) See she lives in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Texas&lt;/span&gt;, which is like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Africa&lt;/span&gt; hot &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, I mean I keep asking her about the weather and what not, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;even though&lt;/span&gt; she is like its hot &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I try to make her understand that like in new york, its like a different kinda hot, because there are trees and a freaking breeze and it gets kinda humid, unlike down south where its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; hot. There &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; any like break in the heat, its like if you go outside you better bring your fat man rag (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) a extra towel, a bottle of water, a fan, shades a whole mess of shit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I remember once I went to visit family (ugh) and i was watching the news and they were like there is a heat advisory out because a little girl fell and got third degree burns from the street, i was like see &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; one &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;step&lt;/span&gt; closer to hell here! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_56" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_57" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lordie&lt;/span&gt; there is mild drama at work, see there are two couples at work and everyone, i mean EVERYONE knows about them, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_58" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; jokes on them &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_59" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. And its like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_60" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; we know we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_61" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; care, but shit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_62" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; make it that obvious &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_63" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; because its like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_64" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt; we know but you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_65" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want EVERY one to know &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_66" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Its like to each is own, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_67" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; put &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_68" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; shit up in photos and come in on your days off, or wear the same shit, or wait around and lie to everyone cause its to the point where its getting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_69" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; sad. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_70" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Its not like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_71" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; saying no you cant date anyone, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_72" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not saying that at all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_73" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just saying be smart with your shit! Cause lord knows that place is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_74" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;HIGH SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_75" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now..........maybe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-6438670414234255709?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/6438670414234255709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=6438670414234255709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/6438670414234255709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/6438670414234255709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-not-go-gentle-into-that-good-night.html' title='Do not go gentle into that good night.'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-2816037421181039306</id><published>2009-06-19T21:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:00:55.319-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex help'/><title type='text'>Sextra: 10 Tips To Get Your Fellatio Game Right</title><content type='html'>Ladies do you have troubles keeping a man? Do you have a man at all? If you answered yes to one or both of these questions, get your head game right. And you can get and keep a man with great ease. No man will dispute the fact that he loves to get head and will never discourage you from forever fabulous fellatio. But the key word here is: discourage. Ladies, you must, first, want to perform. No man wants a girl to look unhappy or disgusted by giving him that goody so it would behoove any woman to enjoy the act of pleasuring your man, with a good attitude. If you want to acquire or keep a man, these 10 tips will prove great success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Get Involved - In order to peak his interest, you have to have to create the scene, men are extremely visual. Make the bed super sexy with some dark colored, soft sheets, light a few candles and be prepared, i.e. condoms. lube, cocktails and perhaps a bowl of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;strawberries&lt;/span&gt; or grapes. Make sure he knows he has your undivided attention, close and lock door, and slowly undress that man.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Take your time - At this point, he's already &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;anticipating&lt;/span&gt; your next move, and whatever you do at this point is sure to turn him on. Take your time, don't jump right in start slobbing, you'll only tire out your jaws very quickly. Give him some time to be excited. Don't be predictable. The power of touch is to often overlooked, suck his fingers, graze his chest with your mouth, lick his lips, you get it.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Be eager and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;enthusiastic&lt;/span&gt; - you should be thrilled at the thought alone of your dude being in the palm of your hands (literally), whisper what your going to do to him, but be sexy of course. Dirty talk is good. Ask him how he wants it and make sure he can see and watch you and eye contact is a must! Remember this is an experience not a fleeting moment.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Increase Arousal - once you commence your oral escapade, try a variety of moves and pay attention to how he responds. Once you find something he really enjoys, switch it up on him. Now you know how to get him off, so keep that in mind for the finale. In the meantime, allow him to escape while you try new things. Take your time with it. Sidebar: don't get offended if he pulls your hair, it only means he loves it!&lt;br /&gt;5.) Play with your mouth - pull your lips into a firm circle, this technique will probably make a popping sound, but don't soften your lips to avoid the noise, he'll love it. Be sure to either spit or keep your mouth extra wet. Also, be so careful not to graze him with your teeth.&lt;br /&gt;6.) Try hard suction - try to create the vacuum effect. In order to this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;successfully&lt;/span&gt; you have to mimic a vacuum, meaning maintain a tightness and pressure in your lips and mouth. Most men like to be sucked hard, so don't scared to do so, a lot of times he'll appreciate the strong sensation.&lt;br /&gt;7.) Don't forget the head - the head is the most sensitive part of the penis, so don't neglect it! Give it s few quick licks in between your moves or take it back as far as you can so he can get the "deep throat" sensation. This is a technique that improves with time, but while you're trying, expect to gag a time or two.&lt;br /&gt;8.) Use your hands - your hands should never be lying dormant! For starters, the best thing to do is stroke the shaft while you're sucking, or hold the base. Do not put the man's parts in a choke hold, a firm grip is best. Once you get him good and worked up, use your hand to draw his shaft into your mouth and keep your hand closely in front of your mouth while you stroke.&lt;br /&gt;9.) Do some ball play - testicular play heightens his arousal. But first, apply little pressure to see if he's likes it. Most guys like to have their balls cupped while you're sucking. But don't go pressing on the actual balls, just pull the sac downward and away from his shaft. This is also a way to give your jaws a break, lick and suck his testicular area while you stroke the shaft.&lt;br /&gt;10.) Don't stop - when you start to get the feeling he's about to climax, whatever you do, don't stop! In fact, it's best you quicken the pace a bit and keep doing exactly what your doing, don't switch anything up orally! At most, play with his balls. Make sure you moan or hum a little bit for vibrational stimulation also. Swallowing or spitting is a completely personal decision, but your man will be 2 minutes short of proposing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-2816037421181039306?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/2816037421181039306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=2816037421181039306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/2816037421181039306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/2816037421181039306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/06/sextra-10-tips-to-get-your-fellatio.html' title='Sextra: 10 Tips To Get Your Fellatio Game Right'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-665129205661670812</id><published>2009-06-08T21:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:00:17.000-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex help'/><title type='text'>How to control your gag reflex</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/2098053/99501-main_Full.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little useful info i came across :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1First, understand that your gag &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reflex&lt;/span&gt; is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reflex&lt;/span&gt; action. find out where your gag &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reflexes&lt;/span&gt; start. Starting from the tip of the tongue, to where you first begin to gag, is how far it stretches. Once you can put a finger on that, (no pun intended) you can begin learning how to control it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2The gag reflex is a contraction at the back of your throat which stops objects entering the throat except as part of normal swallowing. But, you can re train your reflexes, so that your mate will obtain the utmost pleasure. sometimes you may have the feeling of loss of control and panic. Don't panic.. Remember it's training your reflex and tongue to do something different then normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3Here's how to make it so you never upset your partner by gagging again; You will slightly enhance something you already do everyday! Brush your tongue right where your gag begins. People you will gag. It will be nasty,not for long, but just think of the many compliments you will get! Spend about 10 seconds brushing that area (and gagging), and call it a night.&lt;br /&gt;Repeat the process over the next few nights in the exact same spot. You'll notice you gag less each time you do it.&lt;br /&gt;Increase the brushing area. Once you can touch your toothbrush on that spot without gagging, it's time to move the toothbrush further back. Try brushing increasing the brushing behind where your gag used to begin. This is your new starting point. Repeat the process as you did in the first spot.&lt;br /&gt;Continue moving the brush further. Each time you move the toothbrush back, your gag has been desensitized in the previous spot. Keep moving it further and further back until you've reached the furthest visual point of your tongue.&lt;br /&gt;Be persistent. This whole process should take approximately a month to complete. When it's all said and done, you should be able to take in more than 6 inches, and an object may reach the back of your throat without you gagging.&lt;br /&gt;Once you have practiced, keep the lips, and throat moist. Now that you won't gag, your partner will immediately notice the change!&lt;br /&gt;Remember, practice makes perfect. Don't do something you feel uncomfortable in doing. This is for those wanting to spice up their love life, and make sure they are pleasing to the fullest capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 4Finally, After controlling your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reflex&lt;/span&gt;, you can then move to technique. Usually a person can't become good at performance because he hasn't control the gag. The ability to evenly saturate your mouth without any saliva spilling over is what will glorify your partner. Moisture, plus, gag control=Happy partner! But most of all, communication is the key to a good relationship, Use your mouth in every way, that's what is there for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-665129205661670812?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/665129205661670812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=665129205661670812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/665129205661670812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/665129205661670812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-to-control-your-gag-reflex.html' title='How to control your gag reflex'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-4555480546504716144</id><published>2009-06-04T13:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:32:12.694-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='characters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rip'/><title type='text'>RIP BILL....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://dlisted.com/files/davidcarradinerip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg so today i get a text that is just some little bits of news, and actor david carradine passed away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant beleive it, most of everyone knows him as bill from kill bill, but those of us who watched tv in the early 90's or so know him as qui chan kane from Kung-fu the legend continues and from the original kung-fu from the 70's or so. He was the actor that replaced Bruce Lee as the lead because they wanted someone that the audience could relate to more than a complete asian.. Some intresting news however is that he wasnt even half asian at all! I remember when I first found that out, I was a little bit shocked lol I thought he was at least some like a quarter or semi asian but nooo hes not even a little bit lol. This news shocked the hell out of me because I had no idea! Then I read a update that says that a maid found him in his room with a rope around his neck and body!!! I hope that he didnt comit suicide, that would really suck major ass! Im sure no one knew that he was sad or whatever, but I know that it does suck soo much because he will be missed soooooo much by everone; old fans and new ones alike will miss him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all..... for now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-4555480546504716144?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/4555480546504716144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=4555480546504716144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/4555480546504716144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/4555480546504716144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/06/rip-bill.html' title='RIP BILL....'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-7254989825830234252</id><published>2009-06-02T20:59:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:52:09.632-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making the band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='badboy'/><title type='text'>Sooo much random thoughs rolling around!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://fantasyartdesign.com/free-wallpapers/imgs/mid/105GalleryImage04-m388.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so here we go; the rant is a commin! First and fore most, I read soo many different things online that Ive just got to mention on here lol.&lt;br /&gt;So have you heard about that chick from miachel jacksons thriller video? The girl who was in the blue leport print pedal pushers and jacket with red heels? Well this slow fool decided that she wanted to sue him. Its like really NOW, now after all this time, you want to sue someone over not getting paid for anything lol. Its like damnit, did you smoke up all the "money" you got the first time around? Im so confused on this, also one of the producers, who did thriller and black or white; john landis, he is suing jackson because he never got paid for all the videos he did that brought all that money in. See he has a case, cause he did work, that bish didnt do a damn thing but walk the hoe stroll in the video lol. Moral of this story, you want cash you bet at start dont wait lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next rant if you will lol, ya boy diddy, need i say more? Yes damnit, soooo seems like he will snatch up all your monies if you mess with him. I mean really REALLY?? Why do people still mess with this fool? He charges people so many fees so that they dont even know what is happening and at the end of the day they wonder where their money is. So many artists were on badboy that use to be good and lordie they fell off: 112, total, faith, new edition, mase, case, shyine, danity kane, donny klang, you know day 26 is next, he gets so out of pocket that he thinks that hes like god's gift to the world! The hold he has on all the artists is some what short of amazing because they beleive whole heartedly that he is going to be the one who brings them to the top.. Its like noooooooooooooo stupid, a real record label will work with you and try to come up with things that will keep you relevant; ie: a new video, photo spread (with your clothes on) apperences (in worth wild places) things of that nature. Thats also saying that you are an artist with a good record, like you have your club bangers and also your balads and what not but its also saying that people love you as a artist, and that they beleive in your vision of your music. A good artist is hard to find however because most people just want to put out one club banger get the up front cash for it and run a muck with the money they get and forget that when the song is played out that they still have to pay that money back some how, so its like ok, why not try to be the producer and writter for the song, come up with a concepet for the video and get a credit for that, so that you have money comming in from all angles and get to cut out some people in the process.. I figure the more people you get to cut out of the pie the bigger slice for you right??? But no, the kids out there today are more inclined to just get that one hit, which for the most part makes no sense because they have never finished highschool or grade school for that matter and have noclue how to write about anything but getting money or some video ho or whatever the case may be, ok so after you come up with one stupid hit, you have the kids figure, ima make a video that doesent match the song what so ever but ima still get money! NO, you arent and you know why, because if you didnt write the song then the writter is going to get money, if you didnt come up with the concept of the video then that person is going to get moeny, if you have no style what so ever at all, then your stylest get the money, if you have had NO hand in making the video, then you get nothing, and damnit if you work for diddy then all his shit is in the video and FOR DAMN SURE YOU GET NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people are so starved for attention when they become a artist on badboy that they are willing to say yes to anything, which is how they get you! Its like, you dont read the small print huh? Ok, so if you dont like I know you dont then im going to put all the legal shit i can stick you with in there because i know you wont read it, its also because maybe you cant understand that im going to put a 2 million dollar retainer on it so that if you break your contract with me, you still owe me 2 million plus 5 albums that i know you are never going to make, im going to half ass market you and have you everywhere so that everyone is sick of you so that when your second album comes out, no one is going to buy it and you owe me THAT money as well! But all of this is in the fine print, and I know you arent going to read it, so I will also let you use my car in the video, and I will do you the favor of being in your video and letting you use my house in the video, but what you dont know is that Im going to charge you a fee for all of that as well, and get a big fat tax write off on it and you arent going to see a dime, because its all tied up in the fee's ive charged you! See I know i can keep this up on the entire album because you didnt read the fine print, but its ok, you can come with me on vacation, I will make it better and you will be able to make more money off of the next album I do with you, but this time im going to be on every song, and in EVERY video with you so that I know i can use what ive got to make it better. If more artist read the fine print when dealing with bad boy shit like THIS wouldnt happen, but they get sooo sucked in to working with the all mighty diddy that they just go ok, i will sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People wonder why I dont listent to every thing, its because I like REAL artists that have TALENT and know better than to do silly things like that. My point here however is that, if more people who want to "make it" in the music business read the fine print and have GOOD people around then with their BEST intrest in mind, this fool wouldnt be able to suck the life out of them like he does on the regualr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I missed my calling in life to be an entertainment lawyer lol or maybe just to spread the word lol idk :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.............. for now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps forgive the miss spelled words..(no spell check where I am lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-7254989825830234252?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/7254989825830234252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=7254989825830234252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7254989825830234252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7254989825830234252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/06/sooo-much-random-thoughs-rolling-around.html' title='Sooo much random thoughs rolling around!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-3134086741889357497</id><published>2009-04-27T19:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:02:34.997-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why me'/><title type='text'>What do you beleive in, and can you prove it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.drozdov.ru/FreKn/Iso/Kalin/Normal/True%20belief.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo Kiddies, as some of you may know, I was talking to a guy who I thought had some common sense, but it turned out to be false! I mean the ONLY ONLY plus part about this guy was that he knew how to put down some good oral. I swear he could teach a class on it lol. So Im thinking we could work a little something out, but then today we meet up, kinda last minute and head down town. We go to south street sea port, while we are walking we go past a verizon store, I think and there is a AG (agressive) girl who works there behind the counter near the window, so hes like ehh, and im like what's wrong? He goes I just dont get it, and im like dont get what? (honestly idk what was wrong lol ) he's like I dont get why some women want to look like men, and im like oh you mean the ag? He's like the what, and im like the ag, it means agressive, and im like well she wants to look like a guy so what, like what really is the problem. So we sit down because im tired and now ima little pissed because I dont get what the big deal was about the girl, (btw, she was kinda cute!) so I ask, well what's your view on all gay people? He just starts going off with all this stupid shit about how gay people are just as bad as pedofiles, (what!!) Im like they are two different things, very different things. Hes like gay people arent people, and they dont deserve the same rights as ANYONE else, and im like this is the STUPIDEST SHIT IVE EVER HEARD IN MY ENTIRE LIFE! Hes like gay people shouldnt have kids and that they are brainwashing the kids to be just like them, and im like what the hell are you talking about, every child deserves love from WHOEVER thier parents are, im like gay people are fighting for righs just like black people have been for like forever. Hes like its not the same thing and im like yes it is, its exactly the same thing. His compairsons were just aweful, he compaired gay rights to pedafiles, and people who want to marry thier animals, or whatever and im like i feel sorry for you, because that's not a healthy outlook on life. Hes like oh im not going to change for anyone, and im like you are too fuckin old to be such an ass, (hes 45 btw) I mean i really feel sorry because how can you be so closed off from great people and say some doumb shit like oh i dont mind gay people but they need to stay out of my way because they hit on me, i mean really REALLY! So then after ALL of that, hes like oh can we work past this, im like nigga are you high? im like no, hes like ok, well see you later, and leaves. Good riddence to bad rubbish!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its High time, I look else where anyway, stupid people bore the shit out of me anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all....................for now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-3134086741889357497?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/3134086741889357497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=3134086741889357497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/3134086741889357497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/3134086741889357497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-do-you-beleive-in-and-can-you.html' title='What do you beleive in, and can you prove it?'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-164779040744562321</id><published>2009-04-17T22:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:05:36.329-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mtv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making the band'/><title type='text'>What happens when Diddy is your boss?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.ufodigest.com/news/0309/images/money.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;watching&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finale&lt;/span&gt; part one or whatever to making the band 4. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danity&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kane&lt;/span&gt; of course is done and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;diddy&lt;/span&gt; has sunk his claws in to dawn and is keeping her in her contract. He claims "if" he puts &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;danity&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kane&lt;/span&gt; back to&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gether&lt;/span&gt;, she will be the only on left. He just releases everyone out of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; contracts and she of course is in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So poor &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Andrea&lt;/span&gt; leaves and went back home i guess, and dawn is like i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt; why this has to happen. I watched this and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; like this man will rape everyone who is on his label. I figure that if he see that he can make money off of someone then he will keep them as much as possible. But there have been other groups who have been on that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;label&lt;/span&gt; and have said the same thing. He charges each artist money for whatever he does in THEIR video, I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think that the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;artist&lt;/span&gt; realize that they get charged &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much money for him to just stand the hell there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, however they see SOME money, which &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; much at all because he takes a fee, and then everyone else takes a fee so if the artist &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;writer&lt;/span&gt; or producer or something besides the one singing the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; song they are just going to be screwed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danity&lt;/span&gt; Kane-- rip 2009 oh well, guess it sucks to make the band huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.........for now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-164779040744562321?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/164779040744562321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=164779040744562321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/164779040744562321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/164779040744562321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-happens-when-diddy-is-your-boss.html' title='What happens when Diddy is your boss?'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-2334257449288765689</id><published>2009-03-29T21:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:05:37.888-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Advice....because lord knows I MUST never know what im talking about!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.lissgallery.com/todd_goldman/gallery_photos/Ex_Boyfriend.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kiddies yesterday was advice day in the land of my life! One person after another was asking me for relationship advice, I swear it must have been a full moon yesterday or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One friend who i speak to on and off again some time for a good while, was telling me of his problem he had. I was asking him how everything was with the girl he was seeing now, because he seemed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; happy with her, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im's&lt;/span&gt; me back and tells me that they broke up! That &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;caught&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; off guard because the last time we spoke he was going to go visit her and was so excited about it. I've never been so shocked in my life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. He told me that she was "confused" (child &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; still confused over the situation) about their relationship I guess. I mean he said that they had been talking since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt; or so and had made plans for them to finally see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; face to face and were both really happy about it. So he tells me he he goes to see her for her birthday and he got her a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;present&lt;/span&gt; and some flowers and what not (hes a good boy :) ) all the right stuff and they spend like a week together or so, and that they were really happy to be together. They went out and talked and he met her family and people and such, he said that they shared some very special time together and what not, and i guess after he got back she said she was confused on what happened and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was trying to offer him advice on the situation, but truthfully &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; still confused on what happened. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; understand how they both were on the same page as to what the plans were and she gets confused! I mean I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, now child &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong, hes a great person, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; happy we're friends (i still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how that happened &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, that's another story &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) I try to tell him not to worry, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; dwell on something that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; work because maybe she just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; ready for someone who is as good as he is or who is as focused on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; as he is, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the other people I HAD to give advice to. So my brother,(hi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;poopoo&lt;/span&gt;) went to the barber shop yesterday and got his hair did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, he sees MY EX there. (why, like he just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have NOWHERE ELSE TO GO GET A SHAPE UP) So my brother is trying to be nice and have small talk while he waits to get a shape up, and my ex is talking about life and whatever, and his job and what not. So he starts telling him that he and his girl are on the rocks because of they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; on the same page with moving or getting an apartment or something that WE HAD ALREADY HAD A CONVERSATION ABOUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of that just proves that I was freaking right on valid points in the relationship that crashed burned and died, and he was WRONG!!!! Hes telling him that most girls think of them selves and that they are selfish and blah blah blah, so my brother was like well.... you kinda lost something good when we broke up, and you started messing with little girls and what not, which is true because if you mess with girls who are young their mind sets are something different then WOMEN who are older; all of which is TRUE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So later in the night after I figure out how to sync my blue tooth with my phone (trust me it was a issue) I get a phone call from MY EX! (lord why) so hes like "oh can i get some advice" !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt; is up with TODAY of all days?? So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; like what is it? Hes starts up with, how are you and blah blah, then hes like oh I need to know what would you say my issues are or something to that effect, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; like what? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; like I cant answer that, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; like who the hell wants to know. All these tell me about my self questions and shit that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; annoying. So I later find out that him and his ex are on the rocks and that they are talking about shit that we talked about and what not and he came to realize NOW that I was right about how to try to compromise with someone if you see a future with them or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to have a future with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord he got laid in to yesterday, I was like well you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how to compromise and you think of your self and are very selfish in that way. I said I think that he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; ready for a serious relationship with ANYONE, and needs to work on him self, I said that he has a fear of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;commitment&lt;/span&gt;, and that he claims he ready for something real when lord &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;know's&lt;/span&gt; he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt;. I also told him that if he wants to have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; with any one he has to be willing to listen to the other person and give them time to open up to him, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; like you cant force people to tell you about them selves it just wont work out that way. I also stated that things that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;relevant&lt;/span&gt; to the current relationship should be talked about, like if it honestly has nothing to do with the current situation then it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be brought up. He really got told about him self and I think that everything I said is hitting close to home because, its starting to make sense and its like wow your right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh, I think the obvious will slap you down one day!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now.................. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-2334257449288765689?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/2334257449288765689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=2334257449288765689&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/2334257449288765689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/2334257449288765689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/03/advicebecause-lord-knows-i-must-never.html' title='Advice....because lord knows I MUST never know what im talking about!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-5526085893726967856</id><published>2009-03-26T19:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:56:13.904-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Yes I dream in color.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.3dlinks.com/images/gallery/gallery1/Evermotion_03_viz_final.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;last night&lt;/span&gt; I had a dream that was all over the place. It started out in this post office/ wedding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chapel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt;. The bride was wearing all this white including her makeup and the carpet was white, I swear it was so freaking tacky. So I see the look on the groom's face and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;even though&lt;/span&gt; I cant see his face I can tell that he really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; want to be there, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; like lets go, lets just go and get out of here and we can find a court or some place and get married on our own. So we leave the place and run outside and hop in a cab. We're driving and driving in this cab for what seems like forever, we keep passing different places and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; telling the groom "well, we could have stopped there or there" but we keep going past everywhere. While we are driving, I keep looking back and I say; I swear that the mother of the bride is after us and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; starting to get uneasy about it, he looks back and tells me that its not her. It makes me relax after some more time, we fall in to a very relaxed state and we start to give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; the eye (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) We end up having oral sex in the cab (most of which was on me) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. We finally end up in a city some place and stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of a apartment &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;building&lt;/span&gt;, we get out and go in to this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;building&lt;/span&gt;, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;end up&lt;/span&gt; in this wonderful apartment which is marble, jade and glass (i know weird right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) everywhere in the place there is running water, its falling down like rain and its running out like fountains. There is another couple there and they are friendly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;towards&lt;/span&gt; us. (The guy looks like the guard from the mummy returns i think is name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ardis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;farr&lt;/span&gt; or something like that i forgot, and the girl looks like she is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Hawaiian&lt;/span&gt;) Like they are a really good looking couple, they tell us all about the apartment and what its like there. We all sit and relax in the house and they tell us about the security system, which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; armed, so I tell them we should at least arm it so that we are save. We figure out the freaking thing and we go to arm it and then darts start to shoot out of the walls and we are all ducking and running around so that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear it was a crazy dream that made no freaking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sense&lt;/span&gt; what so ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all..........:) for now (maybe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-5526085893726967856?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/5526085893726967856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=5526085893726967856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/5526085893726967856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/5526085893726967856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-i-dream-in-color.html' title='Yes I dream in color.'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-7753043546189732740</id><published>2009-03-21T23:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:19:01.631-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fast and the furious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vin disel'/><title type='text'>Movies.... Some times too late?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://thecia.com.au/reviews/f/images/fast-and-furious-poster-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if this shit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; have come too late! The tag line is even WORSE: New model original parts...really REALLY!!!! Now if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; read my rant about the third instalment of THIS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;movie&lt;/span&gt; then for the love of god go find it and read it but........if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;, then let me re-cap all of this for you with photos of course!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://blog.ugo.com/images/uploads/fast_and_the_furious_poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;movie&lt;/span&gt;, which introduces us to a very new sexy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;vin&lt;/span&gt; diesel, with some kick ass cars in this movie. The story with this is cop (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;paul&lt;/span&gt; walker) goes undercover to bust up a ring of thieves who are stealing from mac trucks on the road and no one can figure out just how its being done. Paul walker has to gain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dom's&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;vin&lt;/span&gt; diesel) trust so that he can get in to what they do. Long story short, at the end they find out he's (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;paul&lt;/span&gt; walker) is a cop, and he lets everyone go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.impawards.com/2003/posters/two_fast_two_furious_ver5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second movie where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;paul&lt;/span&gt; walker goes to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Miami&lt;/span&gt; after letting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dom&lt;/span&gt; and everyone go. He (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;paul&lt;/span&gt;) goes down there to start his life over after giving up the badge and trying to put all that stuff behind him. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;fed's&lt;/span&gt; how ever catch up with him since he's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;technically&lt;/span&gt; on the run and offer him a deal, help us get a agent out from some mob boss or whatever and we wipe your slate clean. Paul needs help so he knows someone else who can help him out and get his slate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;whipped&lt;/span&gt; clean as well, this is where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;tyreese&lt;/span&gt; comes in to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt; (lord why??) Together they manage to gain the guys trust enough to get in to his gang and do some jobs for him. Paul's other friends however ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ludacris&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;davon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;aoki&lt;/span&gt;) are in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Miami&lt;/span&gt; and they run street races and such for cash. Long story short with this horror of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;movie&lt;/span&gt;, is that only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;paul&lt;/span&gt; walker's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;character&lt;/span&gt; was in THIS MOVIE and this is the second part, they take down the boss, save the agent, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;tyreese&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;paul&lt;/span&gt; snatch up monies to start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; own garage. Side note: Vin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;disel&lt;/span&gt; as well as the other main characters &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;AREN'T&lt;/span&gt; in this movie, so it made no sense to make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;there's&lt;/span&gt; more.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wildaboutmovies.com/images_2/FastAndTheFuriousMoviePoster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This garbage! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even watch all of this movie, so I still kinda have no clue what really happened, but I will tell you that DRIFTING &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; a sport, this movie was straight trash! Everyone who did see it who i talked to hated it because it had NOTHING NOTHING to do with any of the movies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;BUUUUUUUUUUUUUTTTT&lt;/span&gt;............why was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;vin&lt;/span&gt; diesel at the END of this one????? I swear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; random...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;caught&lt;/span&gt; up to this one god willing this movie will be better than the last and almost as good as the first, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;pfft&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.............for now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-7753043546189732740?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/7753043546189732740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=7753043546189732740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7753043546189732740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7753043546189732740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/03/movies-some-times-too-late.html' title='Movies.... Some times too late?'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-7157543409638986278</id><published>2009-03-15T23:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:36:06.853-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I I I'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><title type='text'>So you wanna be on top...but at what cost?</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VEPN3CehhHE&amp;eurl=http://www.dlisted.com/&amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today (3/15/09) one of my friends chantell was telling me about how she went to a casting call for americas next top model.  Well the next season Miss me me me I I I, Aka Tyra Banks, said that the girls could be five seven and under! Humfp! (Can anyone say ratings)  So they have a casting call yesterday (3/14/09) at the ass crack of dawn.  They had NO order what so ever so ofcourse people started to act a damn fool!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were girls trying to cut the line and start fights it was so out of hand. I never understand why people want to go on that show, not one of the "models" that really wins gets anything worth a damn thing!  They all whore them selves out and it still dosent work. How sad for them :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all..............for now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-7157543409638986278?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/7157543409638986278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=7157543409638986278&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7157543409638986278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7157543409638986278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-you-wanna-be-on-topbut-at-what-cost.html' title='So you wanna be on top...but at what cost?'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-7932440736844319044</id><published>2009-03-05T19:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:35:52.441-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FREE TIME'/><title type='text'>DIY, Do it your self?? I guess that's what's up? lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Avezbadalov/Pictures/DIY.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear when people have too much time on thier hands! I mean you have to kinda give it to whoever came upwith that some kind of credit because THAT DID TAKE some kinda thought in to make that.  I swear some times you just have to wonder why just why come up with that when you can buy a better one because godforbid the shit breaks and you have to make that alll over again lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all........:) for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-7932440736844319044?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/7932440736844319044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=7932440736844319044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7932440736844319044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7932440736844319044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/03/diy-do-it-your-self-i-guess-thats-whats.html' title='DIY, Do it your self?? I guess that&apos;s what&apos;s up? lol'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-672918233243329637</id><published>2009-02-25T17:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:56:40.108-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy men'/><title type='text'>Some times the possible should be impossible.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://fantasyartdesign.com/free-wallpapers/imgs/mid/23-flame-fantasy01-m59.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I really like this photo, its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;trippy&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday kiddies, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; at work and my ex shows up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surprises&lt;/span&gt; me at work and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; like hey what's up. Hes like hey i saw you greeting and i decided to come back and say hi and what ever so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; like oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; hey.&lt;br /&gt;We talked for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt; little bit because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; at work i cant really talk a whole lot so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; like well meet me after work you know just to be nice to finish our talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I leave work and hes outside and we walk towards my house and hes talking about work and what not and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; being nice an listing as much as i can because we all know that my ear is messed up so its hard for me to hear folks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. We get to my apartment and we are standing in the hallway talking and hes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; on about his life and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; making jokes, he tells me that he has a girlfriend (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) and hes the man in that relationship (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, i guess before he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; in ours) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ofcurese&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; being nice and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; like oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; wishing him well on everything because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; trying to be the bigger person and be like well i hope that everything works out and that you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; put anyone through all that drama that happened in that relationship. We did discuss some major points that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; help in that relationship so its like whatever. I really feel that deep down in side he wanted me to get mad at the fact that he had someone else (i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; really care cause he did say she was the jealous type which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; good but hey whatever) He did however say he was sorry for how things ended and that's what has caused me to write this blog today.. Some times I feel that things like that are just so late cause its been months since we've broken up like a good long time, and i feel that all of this came out because he has someone new so its like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt; i still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; care, because as far as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; convinced that relationship died that night all that drama happened and the love i did have for him died right along with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to other things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it strange that I had a dream about ray-j and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt; brown last night?? How old am i again? (28)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; It made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;noooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; sense what so ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;dreamt&lt;/span&gt; that ray j was trying to have sex with me and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want him it was like border line rape (???) but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; like to that extreme? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; like trying to run to the bathroom and get to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt; who is in the shower but the shower looks like a big round tube that is covered in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;fabric&lt;/span&gt;, so ray j is like right behind me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; trying to stab the shower and yell for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt; to come help me. He (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt;) can hear me but cant get out of the shower to help; so ray j grabs me at the door and is holding me by my neck so i kick back and spit at him while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; trying to push him off and he bust a nut on my back (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;?????) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; so confused.... then I finally manage to get in the shower to where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt; is and hes hugging me and telling me its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.(??) he starts to tickle me while we are in the shower and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; laughing in real life (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt;) I know that this dream is ALL over the place &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get what is going on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, I'd just thought I'd share with you all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all..............:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-672918233243329637?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/672918233243329637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=672918233243329637&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/672918233243329637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/672918233243329637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-times-possible-should-be.html' title='Some times the possible should be impossible.'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-7071454651856900720</id><published>2009-02-19T22:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:07:01.741-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess RiRi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='15 minutes'/><title type='text'>"If she wasnt so pretty would people still care?"</title><content type='html'>Today I was reading one of my favorite  blogs (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dlisted&lt;/span&gt;.com) They supposedly have a photo of princess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;riri&lt;/span&gt;, right after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt; handed her ass back to her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. She looks like she got in a girl fight and lost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. But I digress, I went to the comment section and there was a comment that said: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; a man and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not trying to be a dick but if she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; so pretty would people be this pissed or still care?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally agree with that statement, because if she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; so "unique" looking (i use the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;term&lt;/span&gt; very very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;loosely&lt;/span&gt;) no one would give a damn, they really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt;, if she was some round the way girl people would be like "oh how sad" that's it.  Nothing else would be said about it.  If the girl looked like whoever, and the head line was like "Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt; brown beat some chick in the industry" no one would give a single fuck, but because its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;riri&lt;/span&gt; (who looks like she works a last nerve) people are all bent out of shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shows you just how much people put the value on lots of beauty vs anything else.  It really annoys me to no end that If this was anyone else, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that no one would give a fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all........:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-7071454651856900720?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/7071454651856900720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=7071454651856900720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7071454651856900720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7071454651856900720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-she-wasnt-so-pretty-would-people.html' title='&quot;If she wasnt so pretty would people still care?&quot;'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-8778574549725201320</id><published>2009-02-16T20:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:52:31.811-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Young, Older, and Bi-polar men</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.rottentomatoes.com/images/movie/gallery/1123784/photo_21_hires.jpg" /&gt; (The reason for that photo is because in the movie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;harker&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;peta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wilson&lt;/span&gt;) was a like few hundred year old vampire and a very younger Tom sawyer liked her and he was sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;towards&lt;/span&gt; her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;even though&lt;/span&gt; he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tooo&lt;/span&gt; young for her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on a chat I go to that I manage to stumble across one day when i was surfing though my phone. Its this little stupid chat called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;airg&lt;/span&gt;.com &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; convinced these people came up with it all work for boost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mobile&lt;/span&gt;, cause 99% of the people on there have those phones. I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what half the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;terms&lt;/span&gt; are on there because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt; what a hook up means, its a phone term that has to deal with boost mobile. Most of the people on there are kids, like kid kids, and they want to trade pics and all this stuff. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not the one to trade photos, the ones you see are the ones you get and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now 99% of the time, there are only perv's and "others" who want to talk to me about not a damn thing what so ever. There are a few friends that Ive really made on there. FRIENDS NOT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;FANCLUB&lt;/span&gt; but there are some really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; friends that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; made, like one guy bless his heart, hes 17 (yes i know i know) now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong he's as cute as he want to be but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;damnit&lt;/span&gt; if he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; young, and he has a foot fetish. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; like a really bad one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; the first thing he said to me to get my attention was what color are your feet and what color are your toenails &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. After I had stopped laughing i really wanted to know about why he had a foot fetish and he just really liked feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I realized that he is a real sweet heart so I just go along with it about the whole foot thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other guys that I talk to that seem &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;okish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; and what i mean by that is that they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; to talk to because lord knows that the one i have some little bit in common with would have ISSUES and I do mean ISSUES. HE HAS 6 KIDS (why o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;lordie&lt;/span&gt; why) been in jail, knows how to do EVERYTHING cause he's just one of those people that likes to learn everything, but also loves being a dad. That's just too much in one shot. I mean damn that's all to the left and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one that's left i swear he's bipolar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, I cant even with that one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-8778574549725201320?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/8778574549725201320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=8778574549725201320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/8778574549725201320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/8778574549725201320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/02/young-older-and-bi-polar-men.html' title='Young, Older, and Bi-polar men'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-6481144389100087992</id><published>2009-02-16T20:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:54:31.928-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy people'/><title type='text'>When the past keeps comming back..OR just too much free time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.kensavage.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/dear_john_letter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I recently got a email from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bestfriend&lt;/span&gt; about how some guy she new from years ago who I guess at one point they were friends and i guess they use to discuss all the problems he had with his wife. Now what it seems like is that he must have took his kindness for her liking him, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Idk&lt;/span&gt;, but what I feel is that people can't just give a shoulder to lean on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nowa&lt;/span&gt; days because people want to take their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;freakn&lt;/span&gt; arms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The email she sent to everyone  the guy just seems to have went off the deep end. Like I said before, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Idk&lt;/span&gt; what happened for sure, but if you are someone who is married to someone and you are having problems its OK to talk to someone about it, like to get it off their chest, it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; is. I always feel like if something is working your nerve its good to get it off your chest by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; it down or at least telling someone that you trust. But also you have to remember that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;damnit&lt;/span&gt; they are your friend and they trust you not to go off the fucking deep end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now...............:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-6481144389100087992?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/6481144389100087992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=6481144389100087992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/6481144389100087992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/6481144389100087992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-past-keeps-comming-backor-just-too.html' title='When the past keeps comming back..OR just too much free time?'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-5809347373047225866</id><published>2009-02-14T01:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:12:47.007-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess RiRi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><title type='text'>Chris Brown, gulity until proven innocent???</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v9nTKD7D57Q/SIicKjJ0JaI/AAAAAAAAKuk/qDaijVj62os/s400/chris-brown-run-it-300-400-101206.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So by now EVERY ONE has read on what "happened" between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt; brown and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;riri&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hmfp&lt;/span&gt;)Since I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; there I can only offer my own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;opinion&lt;/span&gt; on what "happened". I really am someone who people watches and I always say that any time I've seen photos of them they look so out of sync.(mind you these are "candid" photos) (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hmfp&lt;/span&gt;)I mean real couples have some sort of feelings that translate on to print and yet these two never did at all! I always said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;riri&lt;/span&gt; looks like the type that is so over bearing or very emotional. There have been reports that she's said that she cant stand to be with out people she "loves" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, see that's understand able but when you have such a horrible disposition than there is just so much someone can take. Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mean its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; to freaking beat a woman, not at all, but if someone is working your last fucking nerve and you are like stop, stop stop and they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; and you are just backed up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt; the wall you lash out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we all also know that she has been reported to be a very jealous person. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so if you are "dating" someone (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hmpf&lt;/span&gt;) who is famous as well and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; ENTIRE fan base is women, what the hell do you expect!?!?!?! They are going to have fans and what not!! And what I really think is that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt; just got tired of it all, I mean this girl looks like she is very very hard to please, and the "supposed" girl that he got a text from is some random chick. If I was him I would want some random &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;jumpoff&lt;/span&gt; cause it would be less stress!!! Plus hes only 19, (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; 28, and some times you just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; need a relationship)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really kills me however is that, the media and almost everyone has said that poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt; is to blame, has anyone ever thought maybe just MAYBE that she's the one to blame??? I swear its not fair, they have even pulled ALL his music off the air, music off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;shelf's&lt;/span&gt; everything yet I hear her shit all over the place, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; sick of it! There are people who agree with me, and I know that we area right, until all the facts come out about this if they ever do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that she is just a jealous self centered girl who will cry wolf until everyone will get sick and tired of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face it Princess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;RiRi&lt;/span&gt;, your time is up its 14:59!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.......For now..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-5809347373047225866?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/5809347373047225866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=5809347373047225866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/5809347373047225866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/5809347373047225866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/02/chris-brown-gulity-until-proven.html' title='Chris Brown, gulity until proven innocent???'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v9nTKD7D57Q/SIicKjJ0JaI/AAAAAAAAKuk/qDaijVj62os/s72-c/chris-brown-run-it-300-400-101206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-8924963949629960516</id><published>2009-01-18T23:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:43:47.349-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bbw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fetish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ssbbw'/><title type='text'>Learn something new every day!</title><content type='html'>An underground sexual fetish which involves one partner (the &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=feeder"&gt;feeder&lt;/a&gt;) feeding the other, both to obtain sexual arousal and to encourage weight gain in the &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=feedee"&gt;feedee&lt;/a&gt;. Feederism can vary in nature, from a consensual act between two people who mutually appreciate a larger body type, to non-consensual abuse, which may involve force-feeding and bondage and is undertaken with the intention of fattening up the feedee to the point of immobility and total dependence. The weight gained can also vary froma few pounds to hundreds, whilst some feeder relationships are not undertaken with the purpose of weight gain at all but for the enjoyment of food in an intimate context. Most feedees are female (&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=BBW"&gt;BBW&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=SSBBW"&gt;SSBBW&lt;/a&gt;) whilst the feeders tend to be &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=FA"&gt;FA&lt;/a&gt; males, although this is not the case, and gay/lesbian feeder relationships are not entirely unheard of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now see, I didnt even know this fetisish existed!  I mean lord knows Im in to alot of things but some times I draw the line.. This right here is just tooooooo much. I cant stand to really hear people eat let alone some times see people eat so there would be no way in hell I could do this.  Now dont get me wrong, because I support everyones fetishs and what not but whooo lord lol.. Ive seen photos of this and lol its too much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.............:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-8924963949629960516?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/8924963949629960516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=8924963949629960516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/8924963949629960516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/8924963949629960516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2009/01/learn-something-new-every-day.html' title='Learn something new every day!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-1017714016955121640</id><published>2008-12-25T19:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:54:11.854-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eartha kitt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catwoman'/><title type='text'>We lost some TRUE fierceness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.dlisted.com/files/1432168599_816e796fbc.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://shirleybassey.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/earthacatwoman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man today is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; and I sadly guess Eartha &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kitt&lt;/span&gt; was just too much fierceness for this world because heaven called her back! This sucks so much, I LOVED HER! She was one of the best people ever. She was the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;catwoman&lt;/span&gt; EVER I mean she did the cat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;purrr&lt;/span&gt;, you cant just make that up talent like that comes NATURALLY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was on the list of the many fab women I want to be like. She will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; missed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-1017714016955121640?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/1017714016955121640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=1017714016955121640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/1017714016955121640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/1017714016955121640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-lost-some-true-fierceness.html' title='We lost some TRUE fierceness!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-7468012034913023067</id><published>2008-12-13T17:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:13:38.913-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idk lol'/><title type='text'>Do People Ever Think?</title><content type='html'>So kiddies here I am sitting on my couch and im talking online to some guy online who has managed to find me... Get this his name is Maxx.well lol (yeah right) Im always skeptial of  random dudes with good names. Im also skeptial of random good looking guys who think that they have a dominate side and "know" what they are doing lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy im wasting like 20 minutes on right now says he lives in the uk, but his profile says that he lives in georgia ( do you see the confusion) then it says that he is 32 and that's it.  Like there is no other information to give.  So you all know that im sitting around asking questions.  I never understand why people always want a freaking phone number to talk on the phone about NOTHING. I have had too many times where RANDOM people call me about nothing lol. Ive had times where peoples girlfriends have called and there wasnt any reason for them to do so. Im too freakin old to have some birds cluck on my phone about why's ur number in my mans phone when the real question should be  asked to your man! (Think about it) I pay my own damn phone bill so no one has the right to ask me who's numbers are whos, shit until u pay the bill then stay the hell out of mine lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally cant stand talking on the phone, (unless i know you) only because what is so great about the phone getting hot and you chainging ears every few minutes to here someone go on and on about nothing.  If somone really wants to get to know you then they should know you the way you want them to know you.  I personally dont mind getting to know someone throuhg emails or text instead of a phone right away.   There are lots of people who are like that, its more of being safe, and its more of trying to see who really wants to know you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also never really undersand how these specail people seem to be drawn to me, there is another guy who is really really good looking, I mean he is too sexy.. I think that he is a little border line full of him self and that is something that I will never deal with. I've had a bad experence with it. Anyway, this guy think that he can get anyone to do what he wants, how he wants and when he wants.  People who know me knows that dosent work espcially with me bacause you can never dominate a person with a very dominate personality. I just doesent work. Now what was wrong with him is that he was in the mood and he has buttons that are very easy to push, I mean like way beyond easy.   When this guy gets in the mood its very easy to get him hard and to get him to damn near bust.  But he really gets off on when someone is talking to him on the phone.  I guess there are girls who must call him all the time and tell him how much they want him or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im different, my buttons arent easy to press, we all know that. lol  Granted that guy knows what he's doing  , he can turn you on like no other, like you just want to hand your panties over with a little bow on it lol.  I think he knows that he has that gift.  Maybe its something in the eyes hell idk, all I know is that it works, but it will just get you off.  Me being the ever dominate person will never just sub over to anyone, no body part of mine belongs to anyone but me.  I was under the impression I had made that clear to him but i guess when you really want sex then you dont listen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will work for them girls who dont have a clue but shit not for me.  I could tell that the guy was really worked up, so i told him that i know deep down some where in the back of his mind he must have a memory of some silly girl begging himjust begging him to bust that nut already. I know its true, because he seems like the type that will have some girl do that.  SoI kept at it and kept repeating my self over and over and over and he finlly said brb.  I really think he got someother silly girl to call him unless he went to take care of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw I teach classes on how to get men off with no issues lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all........:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-7468012034913023067?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/7468012034913023067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=7468012034913023067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7468012034913023067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7468012034913023067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-people-ever-think.html' title='Do People Ever Think?'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-9063259709658755640</id><published>2008-12-01T18:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:14:00.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kanye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sit down'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Samples in music!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.edupics.com/phpThumb/cache/3/3d/3dd/3ddf/phpThumb_cache_edupics.com_src3ddffd843e6f8cdf2b9fbecc01b52b42_par09ff33df758b5f7c5623216939181bf7_dat1212259686.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I was reading one of my favorite blogs and they had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; video of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kanye&lt;/span&gt; west &lt;img src="http://www.hitzonly.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/kanye_west.jpg" /&gt; that shows all or almost all of the songs that he's done has had samples of like EVERYTHING that hes listen to when he was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I watched the WHOLE thing (ten minutes of my life i cant get back) and the person was showing that not only did he sample (which means take SOME OR A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PIECE&lt;/span&gt;) of the song he takes the WHOLE damn thing! Now I read the comments that people were leaving and MOST like 99% of them were saying that he is a genus and that hes wonderful and all that shit. Now for the NORMAL people out there we all know that taking samples is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, but that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; mean that you have a REAL talent! Its one thing to take some of the song and make it your own with YOUR own words and whatever or try to reinvent the sound of something but its a whole other thing to take the song that made someone famous and claim that its yours and that its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; you pulled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;out of&lt;/span&gt; the sky. Some one also said that hes full of him self which we all know is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the whole video and i saw that prince was one of the artists who he's sampled from, now we all know that prince for damn sure wants his money for any song that he lets people sample. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; saying that all he does is take the entire song and either slows it down or speeds it up and then rants over it and calls it a hit. Then he has the nerve to bitch and moan about how he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get this award or that award and yell at the public when we tell him to sit the hell down already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****Note to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;kanye&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;DAMNIT&lt;/span&gt; WE ARE TIRED OF YOU SHUT THE HELL UP AND SIT THE FUCK DOWN!****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all..........:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-9063259709658755640?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/9063259709658755640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=9063259709658755640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/9063259709658755640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/9063259709658755640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/12/samples-in-music.html' title='Samples in music!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-7859896702475515860</id><published>2008-11-25T21:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:39:16.177-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lordie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how do they keep finding me'/><title type='text'>How do they keep finding me pt2</title><content type='html'>Ok so right I managed to logg on to myspace today because I put up my random nail art that im trying to do and I manage to get a friend request and who do you think it is...... Its my "brothers" OTHER baby momma! Im really starting to think how do they keep finding me? I mean I really dont mind because they are all cute kids but its not like I can offer them anything lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really happy to see all those kids are good and what not but it makes me sad because my brother is such a freaking bum. I really wonder how it is that he's most of learned it from his father. I often wonder if they have spoken to his father because he IS all these kids grandfather and I would hope that he would want to see all of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft I really dont know!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.........:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******UPDATE***************&lt;br /&gt;So after having a conversation with the mother, I got to see photos of my neice.  She is so out of the box ( just like me yay) lol She seems like really cool person.  I was telling her mother that i only remember meeting her way back when her daughter was little and I also told her that I dont talk to any of those people so there is butso much information that i could tell her and what not. but she did tell me so much!  Seems like my "sister" had her wedding (which i WASNT) invited to at her fathers house. Mind you thats only like 2 hours away from me! Ive lived in the same place for years and all of the sudden noo one knows where i am (whatever) I personaly was offended! but I digress lol. Im really happy that I got to see photos of all the kids because its good to know that some folks in this family are ok-ish lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all.....:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-7859896702475515860?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/7859896702475515860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=7859896702475515860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7859896702475515860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7859896702475515860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-do-they-keep-finding-me-pt2.html' title='How do they keep finding me pt2'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-829748159351317468</id><published>2008-11-10T20:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:27:29.780-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youngin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>How do they find me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.fau.edu/freshmanadvising/images/thought_balloon_hmmmm_hg_clr.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always want to know how people find me? Some times &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just online doing nothing major and boom a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; will pop up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; like who is this. Well the other day one pops up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; like who the hell is this because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;recognize&lt;/span&gt; the name. It turned out to be my brother's baby momma well, she is the mom of 2 of this 3 kids. Lucky for me I saw the photos of these two kids and I faintly remember my other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry to say that my brother is a freaking ass just like his father. I kept telling the girl that I was sorry because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; realize he was such a bad father to his kids. She told me however that she finally got him on the back child support that he owed. I was shocked that he owed so much. I mean she was so happy that she finally got him, I asked her who the hell was helping him pay that because she claimed that she found him in a bar and served him with the papers. Its funny though because you learn how to take care of your kids from your parents so if one your parents &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; really take care of you or had some way in your life and they fucked up in some way boom there you go. His father is no different, (if you all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know me and my brothers and sisters ALL have the same father and different mothers) he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; really support his kids like that. I really think he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;favored&lt;/span&gt; my sister and my step sister, I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know. but anyway I think its so sad that my brother is such a bad parent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; but shit he got what he deserved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the second part of this post! I met this guy online who damn near stalked me ( god i know) in to talking to him. Now see he's not that bad he has a head on his shoulders but shit he says that hes a VIRGIN! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I know right, me too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) So we keep talking and he really is all over the place with his stuff. Ive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;pegged&lt;/span&gt; him out to be a closet sub who wants to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dom&lt;/span&gt; but also needs to be a sub. I swear its confusing. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dammit&lt;/span&gt; all if he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; like "oh, I want you to be my first" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt; how the hell do they find me because its like I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; boast my sexual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;prowls&lt;/span&gt;, I just offer everyone information to make THEIR sex lives better because if people i know are having great sex then lord knows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; happy for them! But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;damnit&lt;/span&gt; if it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; get some fools sprung on what they could get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; i have no idea &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.......... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-829748159351317468?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/829748159351317468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=829748159351317468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/829748159351317468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/829748159351317468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-do-they-find-me.html' title='How do they find me?'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-5723208470657121086</id><published>2008-11-07T22:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T19:59:34.328-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enter the dragon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bruce lee'/><title type='text'>Re-makes, re-makes and yes you guessed it MORE REMAKES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.xlarge.com/blogs/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/enter_the_dragon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY??????? I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get it, why the hell should they re make this classic? I mean as soon as I heard about the last dragon ( the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; folks version of this film) I knew, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Damn it&lt;/span&gt; I just knew that they were going to freaking remake this movie. I just hope that it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; true! But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;damn it&lt;/span&gt; they did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell is going to play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bruce&lt;/span&gt; lee?? I mean (RIP) Brandon Lee was still alive then of course they would use him but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Idk&lt;/span&gt; if he really would want to try to play his father. Its still the fact that they decided to remake this. Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; worry because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; NOT the only one who feels like:  just leave the classics alone! there are so many fans who are like why just why, there are somethings we can forgive (the chipmunks, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;robocop&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; series things like that) but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;damn it&lt;/span&gt; they have gone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tooo&lt;/span&gt; far with this one.   I swear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt; who they are going to get to do this movie.  I feel like they should just leave THIS ONE alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;a loss&lt;/span&gt; for words on this i got stuck! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all................ :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-5723208470657121086?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/5723208470657121086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=5723208470657121086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/5723208470657121086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/5723208470657121086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/11/re-makes-re-makes-and-yes-you-guessed.html' title='Re-makes, re-makes and yes you guessed it MORE REMAKES!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-8529118135942237046</id><published>2008-11-05T22:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:04:27.192-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acadamy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>The Training Program....</title><content type='html'>For all of those who have read the infamous list that was posed on here, this is the training program that goes before it!&lt;br /&gt;This is for guys that quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; right at the list and have to do just a pinch more work at it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thawed: This means the guy is primed to enter the program, just out of the freezer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Tenderized: This means that the guy has made it out of the freezer and is ready to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;taught&lt;/span&gt; all the things you want him to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Seasoned: This means he has the base knowledge of what you want him to know, now its time to groom him to be out in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Marinated: This means he knows what he needs to know and can be out in public, now he needs to know how to act around other people in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sauteed: He knows how to act in public and has knowledge at this stage he needs to know how to act around friends and maybe, maybe family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Glazed: This means he has made it out of the training program and maybe ready to advance to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Diago&lt;/span&gt; Academy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work it out!!!...... That is all........... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-8529118135942237046?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/8529118135942237046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=8529118135942237046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/8529118135942237046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/8529118135942237046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/11/training-program.html' title='The Training Program....'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-7266263033264492178</id><published>2008-11-05T22:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:26:12.976-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white boys that could get it'/><title type='text'>White boys that could get it!! Images!!</title><content type='html'>Now you ALL know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not in to white guys, so on the rare occasion that I see one that strikes my fancy that means that he must be FREAKING out of this world! Lets look at the two so far I like on the list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brandon Lee&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.dolshouse.com/queensmen/image/brandonlee_smile.jpg" /&gt; He is number one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of the crow, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I really liked that movie.. If you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; seen it go see it its great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeff Hardy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/PHO/AAIP011~Jeff-Hardy-Posters.jpg" /&gt; he is number two because I read their book.. He's a very artistic type which is cool. Its really hard to find cool people like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; I find more..... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-7266263033264492178?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/7266263033264492178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=7266263033264492178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7266263033264492178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7266263033264492178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/11/white-boys-that-could-get-it-images.html' title='White boys that could get it!! Images!!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-8494908513908983447</id><published>2008-11-03T15:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:32:20.786-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='issues'/><title type='text'>And on the sadder part of life......</title><content type='html'>As you all know, I always have some sort of problem that can kind of get fixed or whatever over time.  Well this time lord only knows how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to get out of this one... I have now a year to get out of my house! Lord only know how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ima&lt;/span&gt; pull this out of my ass. What happened for those of you who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know is that my mom is trying to move on with her life (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; no nothing horrible happened) but her and her boyfriend want to move or whatever, like hell if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ima&lt;/span&gt; go with them so I have to try to figure out what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to do. Now its not like I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think of what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to do, its just a lot of things going on at one time. We fall in to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;recession&lt;/span&gt;, my job looses its mind, I decide not to stay in a relationship that was going no where fast... I feel like if I were to keep things up I still would end up in this situation.  What kills me the most is that I've gone through life as to where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; had to pay for everything that's mine, If I had more stable money, I would just rent out my bedroom for 500.00 a month and I would pay the rest. Its not like i can ask my "father"  for help. I did before and that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go well at all. I wish that I had those type of parents who were more than willing to help ALL of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; kids.  My "father" has a few kids and he helps them but since we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have that "father/daughter" relationship &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; the odd man out. Its really taking a tole on me.  Ive been really thinking about moving to another state where I can kind of start over where no one knows me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; but I cant since I have no money &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I'd be damned if I moved down south because the jobs down there are HORRIBLE  but the cost of living is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; low. If I had the money I would suck it up and just live down there or move to the mid west where its easier to live, but I fell like I would have to give up my life. I just feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; running out of options because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what to do.  When you have no options and you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what's left, what do you do?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all........:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-8494908513908983447?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/8494908513908983447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=8494908513908983447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/8494908513908983447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/8494908513908983447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-on-sadder-part-of-life.html' title='And on the sadder part of life......'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-5829245081772472062</id><published>2008-10-30T16:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T16:38:00.652-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack of the 80's movies 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i1.iofferphoto.com/img/item/391/128/71/THE_LAST_DRAGON.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lordie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lordie&lt;/span&gt; they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; out with "The last dragon" again, its a REMAKE!! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shriek&lt;/span&gt; in horror) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Samual&lt;/span&gt; L Jackson is going to play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sho&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nuff&lt;/span&gt;. Now for those of you who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; seen it in all of is 80's glory, its about a inner city kid. Who lives up town (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Harlem&lt;/span&gt; for those who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know) His parents own "Daddy Green's Pizza" Slogan: "Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;directa&lt;/span&gt; yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;feetza&lt;/span&gt; to Daddy Green's Pizza" Yes I have this movie on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Their&lt;/span&gt; son &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Leeroy&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;whos&lt;/span&gt; nick name by his students is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;bruceleeroy&lt;/span&gt;) is trying to find the "the glow". His master who is some old little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; man told him about the glow of knowing what danger is going to come or something like that with out knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, His little brother is obsessed with vanity's character (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;) who is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;vj&lt;/span&gt; of this show called seventh heaven or seven heaven. That boy was in her cloud crowd.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. The songs were HORRID! The funny thing is that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt; when she was becoming more and more attracted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;leeroy&lt;/span&gt; her outfits would become more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Asian&lt;/span&gt; themed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie was really all over the place, but......... I digress &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still going to try to see it when the new one comes out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all :)........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-5829245081772472062?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/5829245081772472062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=5829245081772472062&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/5829245081772472062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/5829245081772472062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/10/attack-of-80s-movies-2.html' title='Attack of the 80&apos;s movies 2'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-7760264880197978861</id><published>2008-10-11T00:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T01:12:14.179-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tv time!! whoooooooo</title><content type='html'>Guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;what's&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Atlantic city hookers!!!! O lord my favorite, and we are up to the hooker who has mad rules! She is like: 1. no kissing 2. no kissing on the neck 3. no fucking in the ass 4. no sucking on the chest 5. no fingers in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;coach&lt;/span&gt; 6 20 minute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bj's&lt;/span&gt; with a condom.  Now there are a few points where I do agree with her on, (# 3,5 and 6) if I was a hooker. Now I do understand that she is a clean hooker and guys want a clean girl because lord only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;knows&lt;/span&gt; who has what out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This by far is my favorite one of these hooker ones because it reminds me of the time's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; spent in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Atlantic&lt;/span&gt; city. The drunk time in the hotel rooms with friends laughing at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;! Seeing hookers for the first time on the stroll. Lord it was all fun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it was short, but I was having a moment &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all..... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-7760264880197978861?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/7760264880197978861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=7760264880197978861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7760264880197978861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7760264880197978861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/10/tv-time-whoooooooo.html' title='Tv time!! whoooooooo'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-7860634852819668164</id><published>2008-10-10T16:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:53:07.182-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Train'/><title type='text'>Dinner and a Show!</title><content type='html'>Every one who knows me knows that when I go out with them we NORMALLY get dinner and a show. What this means is that, we all go grab a bite and then walk it off some which way to wherever our feet take us! Yesterday was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nooo&lt;/span&gt; different! Me and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;broham&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;keizer&lt;/span&gt;) were out in the street. I went to get him from the gym down town because it was just such a nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a show starts even before I meet up with him. Some guy who is bike ridding in the street just stops short, I guess he was thinking that the traffic was going to start fast so he just slams on the break, anyway he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;flips&lt;/span&gt; over his bike and lands in the street! Lucky for him the traffic is going in a different direction! So some guy starts to help the guy up and he gets him out of the street!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wander around, and pick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;keizer&lt;/span&gt; from the gym and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tra&lt;/span&gt;-la-la down to the sea port or near it, we are walking and talking like how we normally do. Right about now we are a little peckish, so are are looking for a dune &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Reade&lt;/span&gt; (or how ever you spell it). We are whores for them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; like we were really walking looking for one. Sadly around there all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; them close early &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. We were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; up from the two near the sea port that I thought would be open, and we see this guy and girl walking, the girl you can tell went out after work with her boyfriend or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;whoever&lt;/span&gt; the hell he was were walking up the street. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;apparent&lt;/span&gt; that she was FUCKED UP, like she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; drunk he had to put her back in her shoes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally get away from them and we go up another street and boom, we see this girl walking down the street and shes crying! So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; like "oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lawd&lt;/span&gt;, dinner and a show", &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;keizer&lt;/span&gt; is like what are you talking about. I tell him "look shes crying, and there goes her boyfriend" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; there was a guy walking down the street after her. By then we have given up on the search for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;duane&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Reade&lt;/span&gt; that is open. We find however like a cafe that is still open. Finally we get snacks!!! Thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave the cafe and we're happy like gummy bears (private joke) and we start to walk up the street headed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;towards&lt;/span&gt; the train station. We are talking and whatnot and there are some people standing out side of some crappy side bar, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Keizer&lt;/span&gt; tells me that one of guys out side is cute, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not paying attention so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; like what?!?!  We laugh about that and then as we are walking to the corner I glance at this guy who is on the phone.  At first glance, I though he was someone else, so I try to look away but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; getting stuck looking at him (and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;caught&lt;/span&gt;) I try to rip my gaze away from him but hes too cute, I take a quick glance at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;keizer&lt;/span&gt; to say like "oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;lordy&lt;/span&gt; hes cute"  So he finally like locks eye with me and asks us where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Williams&lt;/span&gt; street is.  Now we really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know where that is and we're trying to help him so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;suggest&lt;/span&gt; that he talk to the bouncer at that dive like two stores down cause we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know where that place is.  He walks away and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; like to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;keizer&lt;/span&gt; "oh my god yes, he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;toooo&lt;/span&gt; cute!" I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; having a HUGE bird moment, and I was trying to get it all out but you have to understand he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; fly and mixed! (he ranks on the men's list as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;xavier&lt;/span&gt;, if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know then look back in the blog to see what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; talking about!) He was black-uh-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;neeeese&lt;/span&gt;! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, private joke #2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; let that go with out a major conversation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, so we walk all the way down and make it to the E-Train aka the homeless hotel.  We walk in to the train &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;station&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; like look out, because a bum was laying down at the bottom of the stairs and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;keizer&lt;/span&gt; is startled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; see the foot, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; trip but was like oh my god I thought it was just a foot and that they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; clean up the rest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. So that caused a huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;amount&lt;/span&gt; of giggles from me.  We get to the train and are waiting for it to finally show up.  After about a few a E train finally shows up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt; its the homeless hotel!! Every other car had a homeless person in it, and to our surprise there is a midget in one car and he is dressed up like a little skeleton, once again I get the giggles &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  We plop down and are on the train so yet another fly-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; man gets on the train, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; convinced that hes of the gay or maybe a  stripper. (He reminds me of a friend who is a stripper) He's just sitting there minding his own business, and this man sits down next to him and falls asleep, not only does he fall out but he falls out on to the stripper man &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sitting there trying not to laugh out loud, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; crying because its too funny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;keizer&lt;/span&gt; are there talking to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; in text because we both have on head phones and are laughing so much.  The guy finally passes out and falls on the stripper and he wakes him up and then falls out and starts to sleep on this lady who is like wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, it never fails, any time you go out with me you get dinner and a show!!!!! Maybe 2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all..... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-7860634852819668164?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/7860634852819668164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=7860634852819668164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7860634852819668164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7860634852819668164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/10/dinner-and-show.html' title='Dinner and a Show!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-8614602246052858547</id><published>2008-10-07T22:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:25:17.725-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reality Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>TV.......Because Ive started yelling back at it!!</title><content type='html'>Right now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;inside&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt; jail.  Its mostly where they take folks who have lost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; damn minds like from cops and whatnot this is where they go like the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;in between&lt;/span&gt;.  Well anyway they had some woman who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;reminds&lt;/span&gt; me of a hooker that I saw on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HBO&lt;/span&gt; (this special about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Atlantic&lt;/span&gt; city hookers) I always wondered what happened to her. She had all these rules, its like "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;damn it&lt;/span&gt; you a hooker and you have rules?!?!?!?  YOU ARE A HOOKER, hookers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have rules" That's the point of the hooker, she (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;supposedly&lt;/span&gt;) does EVERYTHING your wife, girlfriend, fuck buddy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had so many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; rules it was like she was a high money girlfriend!!  Like she said you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; stick your fingers in anywhere, you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; lick her anywhere, I could understand the condom with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bj&lt;/span&gt; because lord only knows who has what but anything after that besides sex, like anything after that is free reign &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  She was even in a room with someone and boom she broke out all these rules and the old man looked like he was going to have a heart attack! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I never laughed that hard in my life!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all these drunk people just yell and yell at everything, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt;, the cops, the nurse, everyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  Its too funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else did I watch???  I managed to catch the semi last part of making the band with that fool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;diddy&lt;/span&gt;, I swear he has enough ego for like a million corner jockeys (if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what that is, just go to your local corner at about 11:30 in the morning and look for just random guys standing there, that's them!) he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;bitchen&lt;/span&gt; about how he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; want &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Aubrey&lt;/span&gt; (or however you spell it) to stay in the group. I mean god you could just tell where that was headed. I mean if you really think about it hes not going to get rid of the few that could sing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Idk&lt;/span&gt; because he is all over the place and on the rare occasion that he really has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;sensible&lt;/span&gt; thought it goes right out the window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all....... for now......... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-8614602246052858547?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/8614602246052858547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=8614602246052858547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/8614602246052858547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/8614602246052858547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/10/tvbecause-ive-started-yelling-back-at.html' title='TV.......Because Ive started yelling back at it!!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-7110720182023099608</id><published>2008-10-07T00:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T01:01:54.075-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reality Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='15 minutes'/><title type='text'>Guess what time it is again kiddies.... Yes its TV time!!!</title><content type='html'>As you know i channel surf to combat the time that I sit around on line &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I managed to catch that train wreck of I want to work for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Diddy&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pfft&lt;/span&gt; no).  As most reality shows go one winner is chosen, but in pure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;diddy&lt;/span&gt; fashion this greedy fool took two. The last two were one guy who really deserved the job because he kinda came up like how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;diddy&lt;/span&gt; did and the other person was this lady who looked horrid like she was worn out before her time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  They both were going at it trying to out do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; like normally people would do, I kind of figured that he would chose the two of them because he has like fifty million people who work for him on that damn show blabbing about how "wonderful" and "amazing" it is to work for someone who I think is so full of him self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also managed to catch the end of I love money, we all knew that "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hoopz&lt;/span&gt;" was going to win, I mean really, like she had anything better to do. The rest of them have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;whoring&lt;/span&gt; it up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; for the longest. I mean I know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;vh&lt;/span&gt;1 really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;diggs&lt;/span&gt; hard to find people who have no problem with being on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; for way more than 15 minutes. I really think that each show they do they spend about 5 of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; 15 minutes, so that comes down to what like three shows? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, lets take a really good look at it. New York (Tiffany Pollard) was on flavor of love 1, then came back on flavor of love 2, and then she had I love new york and then I love new york 2, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;thennn&lt;/span&gt; New York goes to Hollywood. So she already has 25 minutes of fame... Where did she get the extra ten minutes??? Next we have Real (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Armand&lt;/span&gt;) and Chance (real name unknown) they were on I love new york then they came back on I love new york 2 then they are going to have their own show called...(Real Chance at Love) Lord only knows what that's going to look like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  Who else, oh we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; ( i forgot what her real name is) she was on flavor of love 1 then she was on charm school, then she was on i love money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see how they choose characters and whore them out over and over and over again... I really want to  know who is giving out all of these 15 minute passes??? I mean really there is but so much left for half of these people to do! There is but so many times you can try to win money if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have anything that they can sell off of you.  I really think that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;vh&lt;/span&gt;1 sits around with a huge book or at least two and one says guys and the other one says girls and they just snatch up about 10 of each photo throw them up in to the air and what ever order it falls to on the floor is whats the show that they are going to have next!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I should work for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;vh&lt;/span&gt;1!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all..... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-7110720182023099608?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/7110720182023099608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=7110720182023099608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7110720182023099608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/7110720182023099608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/10/guess-what-time-it-is-again-kiddies-yes.html' title='Guess what time it is again kiddies.... Yes its TV time!!!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-5598236699476006781</id><published>2008-10-06T01:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T02:49:19.208-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Relationships......Why do we put our selves though them???</title><content type='html'>For those of you who know me, know about my relationships.. Some people know ALL about then and others know enough of what I tell them.  Most people know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; the "relationship" that I was in last with someone who really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; right for me. I know, I know people say that about some relationships but this one is all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy I was with, cared so much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; how other  people felt about the relationship.  I never understand why people care so much of how other people think that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; should go.  Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong, we BOTH had and have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;issue&lt;/span&gt;, I deal and have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dealt&lt;/span&gt; with my issues MY OWN way. Never the less I do go in to relationships trusting the person &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to be with.  Now the other person went in to this relationship with NO TRUST at all. I know that people go though things and have baggage and what ever but still try to give everyone a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person just takes out the baggage on the next person; I know I have my issues but I write stuff down and am able to let things go faster than other people. I figure why keep it bottled up inside, its not doing anything but making you unhappy and whatnot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  We both hand our stumbles in the relationship. Honestly there was two major ones and one stupid one, but if you ask him it was three major ones &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, me on the other hand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ehh&lt;/span&gt; life happens, no one is perfect, everyone is human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the more you try to be perfect in a relationship, the harder it is for you to act like you have common sense &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I mean just be you, be the real you. They claim that whoever is supposed to love you the way that you are but sometimes I think that's total shit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Id &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;rather&lt;/span&gt; be single for a while because I am strong by my self &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, and what I mean by that (because you have to break it down slowly for some people) is I think I'd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;rather&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;casually&lt;/span&gt; date someone then have a full on relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of friends that I talk to, most of the time its easier for me to talk to them on line since its hard for us to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;. However this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; mean that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to stop knowing them for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;any ones&lt;/span&gt; sake.  I will also never live any relationship for anyone, its not fair, for you to be invited in to my world is a honor. That's something that the people who know me hold in very high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;regard&lt;/span&gt;!  If you are my friend you are my friend for life.. Now Ive also had the misfortune to meet people and have gone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt; my better judgement and have been some what friends with them and its bitten me in the ass! Ive learned from that, Ive learned to become a better person and to tell my inner thoughts to my most inner circle which is only 5 people!  You really learn what to do and how to grow as a person from knowing if that something is too good to be true then for the most part it probably is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all..... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-5598236699476006781?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/5598236699476006781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=5598236699476006781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/5598236699476006781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/5598236699476006781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/10/relationshipswhy-do-we-put-our-selves.html' title='Relationships......Why do we put our selves though them???'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-903552858273644367</id><published>2008-10-04T20:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:47:20.795-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bff&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid people'/><title type='text'>Lordy, My job, please take it!</title><content type='html'>Those of you who know me personally, know where I work. For those who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; (sorry I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; give it out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) Well anyway, I use to work like 40 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; hours a week. Recently I started to work 1 day a week, at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have a reason at all, no I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; ask to do so the manager just "decided" to have me work like that. I later find out that its because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; show that I want to be there. It rolls around to review time and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; like " Tell me any time that a customer has said that they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; come up to me and get any information about what ever." Which I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; right about. Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not saying that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; the perfect person at that job. NO one is, BUT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; also not the one who will suck up to move up in some place that that's all they want from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; who work there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been there for so long, all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; who know me in there like really know me ask me about different things dealing with work. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; always ready to help them but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; make a show about it. That's something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; voiced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;, like why put on a huge show about how you help people. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; more of a one on one person , so when I help people they get what they need and if we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have it then I will give them all of what they need to find it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt; that's not enough, I must also act a damn fool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;towards&lt;/span&gt; customers! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; understand that, I mean why, I've done &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of shopping, and I know that people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like to be bothered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean shit let them shop! 99% of the people who come to the store know what the fuck they want! Most of the kids just want to stuff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; asses in to super skinny jeans (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; talking about the boys) Complain about how 50.00 is too much to pay for jeans because it will eat in to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; window shopping from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; burger king check! I know this because I listen to what people talk about when they are sticking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; hands in to the middle of the pile of jeans or tee shirts to get the size that's right on top.  Lord its such a waste of time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way that any one moves up in there is to be friends with someone who is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt; high up and hang with them in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;oddest&lt;/span&gt; of places, to get a high and drunk with them so they can "talk good" about you because you are their friend. How sad is that?  Ive even stated that, to some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt;, how can  you work some place and then just because you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;bff&lt;/span&gt; with someone high up you get to move up with no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who suffers? I tell you who, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; who work hard have to deal with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know anything at all and still have to help them out to look better! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Haaaa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-903552858273644367?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/903552858273644367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=903552858273644367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/903552858273644367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/903552858273644367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/10/lordy-my-job-please-take-it.html' title='Lordy, My job, please take it!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-2070319877988528388</id><published>2008-10-03T22:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:48:39.266-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Do you want to be like Diddy??.. Hell NO I don't!</title><content type='html'>You would think that, this post would be apart of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; time... no, it just ran across my mind.  Awhile ago I was talking to someone while this mess was in the background. Then I really started to think about that. WHO the hell really wants to be  like him, because he "claims" that he never gets a day off and that hes on the top of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;damn it&lt;/span&gt; hold up, You NEVER get a day off...... If I was you motherfucker, I would never work, that would mean that I was doing something RIGHT. That would also mean that I had great people around me who were also doing something right.  Now this fool has this show on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vh&lt;/span&gt;1 where he finds some poor soul who should work for him and never get a day off. Maybe never get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;paid&lt;/span&gt;. I mean its all to well known that he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; pay his people or artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the "people" that he had working for him are on the show blathering about how they love to work for him and how they own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; own business and all that shit. They know damn well that he works them like they are runaway slaves and they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;paid&lt;/span&gt; shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean think about it how much worth can you put on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; when all you do is work and have nothing to show for it.  So what, you have your own business, but did you really get to live your life out good because you worked like there was no tomorrow just to get there??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Diddy's&lt;/span&gt; life, he "has everything" yet he said one time a while back "When I get a day off I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what to do, I have no friends and I really have no direction in what to do on a day off" If he really was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Mogul&lt;/span&gt; that he claims to be, he would have friends and have so many days off and things to do to live his life because he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;would have&lt;/span&gt; good people to leave his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt; dealings up to. I feel if I were in a position like that then I would have good people around me to handle my business, I would trust them to know what they are doing because they would have helped me with the business. But shit, not having a day off are you fucking serious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I would never work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.... :) for now  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-2070319877988528388?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/2070319877988528388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=2070319877988528388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/2070319877988528388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/2070319877988528388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-you-want-to-be-like-diddy-hell-no-i.html' title='Do you want to be like Diddy??.. Hell NO I don&apos;t!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-4682108739512567870</id><published>2008-10-03T13:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:56:24.985-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>80's Movies... Strike back!</title><content type='html'>So I was reading on line that they are going to make yet another 80's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; show in to a movie. They are going to make that Yogi bear cartoon in to a movie. Now, I really cant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stand&lt;/span&gt; that "special" and I use the term loosely bear. He his this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;crackish&lt;/span&gt; addiction to picnic baskets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt that anyone has really took a good look at some of these cartoons, and how so may of them way back when have gay undertones. Its really awesome though! Since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; an original 80's kid, I sometimes think about how a lot of cartoons and things had so many double meanings &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  Well with Yogi, what they plan on doing is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;making&lt;/span&gt; it live action like they did with the chipmunks. ( never saw that) Now I just wonder why they want to go do that, did Yogi bear really have a following like that? I know the chipmunks did, lord knows that Transformers did (one of my favorites) I remember when they really did make He-Man in to a movie, it was god &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;awful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; but they still made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also made this other god &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;awful&lt;/span&gt; movie, called Howard the duck, that movie was a little on the iffy side because it involved a little duck on lady action &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I swear things they show us when we are young!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what would you know it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; channel flipping and boom whats on??? The last dragon!!!! (another favorite!) Bruce Leroy!! I love it all, today turned out to be a good day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so funny when you get older and you watch all these bad movies from when you were younger, and you see all the stuff you thought was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, like you can see the lines holding up the people obvious stunt people, things in the background &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; BIG hair &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Its all over the place. Its so funny because you know that all the people in the movie, have tried to disown any knowledge that they have ever been in ANY movie. This movie has original 80's fashion all over the place, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;stretch&lt;/span&gt; pants, the gold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lamaye&lt;/span&gt; (spelling) the horror! All the mixed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Asians&lt;/span&gt; (i guess) in this movie. Oh lord its all over the place &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder why people keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;bringing&lt;/span&gt; back all the 80's movies and re-doing them for the kids today. There is a reason why all the people who have starred in the movies would look at you and go, "I have no idea what you are talking about" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; understand though why kids today need to bring that horrid fashion back, because when we did it we knew that it would pass, but oh lord!! The kids &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;nowa&lt;/span&gt; days oh lord are bringing it back, and in a no where near fashionable way! I have seen so many kids wear the same things in DIFFERENT COLORS and swear that they are original. Ive seen kids come in to the store where I work, with the same outfit on in different colors and sizes and its like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, I KNOW you all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;went&lt;/span&gt; to the same place and "bought" (and i use that term very VERY loosely) the same outfit and thought it would be really ORIGINAL to wear it all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so rare to see kids that look original, and I mean original ORIGINAL.  Even the kids who you know that take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; parents pills to get high ALL look alike. The "trendy" ( i use that term &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; loosely) all look alike, why do all these kids look alike???? Now me, (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; 27) I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; look like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; else, I also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; look like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; 27 (thank god) but I have the common sense to use fashion in my own way to define my own style. I just wonder why people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; try to do that instead of looking like everyone else &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.... confusion!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-4682108739512567870?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/4682108739512567870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=4682108739512567870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/4682108739512567870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/4682108739512567870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/10/80s-movies-strike-back.html' title='80&apos;s Movies... Strike back!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-1048947444140081454</id><published>2008-10-02T17:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:49:19.149-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I I I'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Once again its TV Time!</title><content type='html'>Here I am once again watching the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;debacle&lt;/span&gt; that is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt; show, today's subject is open &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;marriages&lt;/span&gt;. Some times I wonder why, just why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt; is so dense. Its hard to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that anyone could be so lost on a subject. There is a couple on the stage who have a open &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;marriage&lt;/span&gt; who are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; with what they do. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;personally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mind what people do everyone has their own way of doing things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt; on the other hand has issues with being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;instigator&lt;/span&gt;!! I swear has she not learned anything from Jenny Jones?? Making people do and say things that they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to do on national &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; will come back and bite you on the ass. Sadly on the Jenny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Jones&lt;/span&gt; show, if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know a guest (a guy) told another guest (another guy) that he was in love with him and what not and that he wanted to be with him. On the show he was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;okish&lt;/span&gt; with him but he also was being egged on by jenny and the show and what ever so anyway  they later find out that the guy killed the other guy because he felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; by him confessing his love and what ever for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; some talk show hosts think that maybe, I should just let them either talk on stage and stay out of it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;orrr&lt;/span&gt; take a non bias &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;opinion&lt;/span&gt;  to what the situation is.  I mean its like how do you not know what the story is going to be about, you have producers and what ever read and TELL you what the story is about before you go to air with it, so how can you sit there and tell the people that you need a answer now and stuff when they are on NATIONAL television... These poor people are like a dear in head lights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-1048947444140081454?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/1048947444140081454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=1048947444140081454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/1048947444140081454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/1048947444140081454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/10/once-again-its-tv-time.html' title='Once again its TV Time!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-6569612773263495609</id><published>2008-10-02T16:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T16:52:29.935-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food network'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='housewife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cocktail'/><title type='text'>Food Network</title><content type='html'>Most of the time when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; home, I watch the food network. Paula Dean is my FAVORITE she looks like Mrs. Clause. her husband &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Michel&lt;/span&gt; looks JUST like Santa Clause, we know what he does on his days off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; anyway right now Semi home made with Sandra Lee is on. I cant stand this show. She is such a house wife that you would see in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;suburbs&lt;/span&gt;.  Who the hell has time to throw a cocktail party for "people" in this day and age like EVERY DAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've ever watched this show, you see her with WHAT EVER outfit she has on in the "kitchen" of which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure is NOT her house; and the background of the kitchen matches whatever she has on. All of that is impossible. Imagine if you were to do that to your kitchen all the time, you would loose your mind! She makes all this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;stuff&lt;/span&gt;  which looks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; by the way but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; saying, she always makes some sort of cocktail.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Like&lt;/span&gt; she drinks everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this post is all over the place but, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just ranting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, she is such a house wife, if i did what she did I would hurt my self &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-6569612773263495609?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/6569612773263495609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=6569612773263495609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/6569612773263495609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/6569612773263495609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/10/food-network.html' title='Food Network'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-1590775886438552906</id><published>2008-10-02T15:34:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T15:57:59.504-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idk lol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blk folk'/><title type='text'>Random shit i see on line...</title><content type='html'>So, I frequent this site (&lt;a href="http://youknowyoudeadazzwrong.com/"&gt;http://youknowyoudeadazzwrong.com/&lt;/a&gt;) and it is made by this wonderful person named mo. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get it wrong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; giving praise!!) She as well as other people find photos of people online who are in the club doing god only knows what and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt; people snapping photos of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when I do go to clubs, I take the time to dress like I have common sense as well as know what my limit is when I drink. (It also helps to have gay friends and people so you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; out out side looking like a damn fool) Anyway, there has been a trend of girls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; in to clubs acting a damn fool. I never understand why you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think five &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;steps&lt;/span&gt; ahead when you do things in a club. I mean really think about it, just because some guy who is maybe high or drunk off his ass is giving you attention because you and your girl started kissing? Do you really want to know that guy. I swear hes the one that will call you at like 2:56 in the morning to "talk" about nothing or to "just hear the sound of your voice" Yeah??! while he is jerking off AFTER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; from the club drunk dialing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean ladies really think about it, you claim you want a quality guy but then boom you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;interested&lt;/span&gt; in this fool who smells a little off and is following you around the club. I think i got a little off subject &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; (was there really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; in the first place &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) If you really know that when you go to the club, like if its a major club they WILL have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt; people following you trying to take your photo. Then just take a NICE photo.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; try to show your ass (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt;) show your draws, show off some horrible tattoo that you got in a spot to cover it up, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;flip&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt; off ( I fucking hate that) do some shit that says "hi haters" who the hell hates you and why do WE care and WHY are YOU saying hi to them? You know I never understood that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; really saying is that, just act like your momma is going to see the photo and act like you have some sense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-1590775886438552906?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/1590775886438552906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=1590775886438552906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/1590775886438552906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/1590775886438552906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-shit-i-see-on-line.html' title='Random shit i see on line...'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-8030759937903280894</id><published>2008-10-01T23:06:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:44:29.534-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Akasha + Dark Phoenix's Men of Sexiness List!</title><content type='html'>This is a list that we came up with a long time ago. We use this list to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;categorize&lt;/span&gt; men that we see in the street, yes its mostly based on looks but its for fun for the most part. &lt;strong&gt;*Note the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;descriptions&lt;/span&gt; are only a reference! WE are only using &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; photos for a reference point, that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; mean that's the guy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DESCRIPTION&lt;/span&gt;!!! If you get offended then its your own problem.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Diago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- This is the top guy. He is financially stable, he has his own condo. His physically fit and mentally stable. His penis size is compliant, and he knows how to work it. He can be seen around EVERY ONE ( this includes friends and family) He is currently being transported by a private jet, and if he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t in the mood to use the jet, he would be driving a 2009 Jaguar. He is DEFINITELY not embarrassed to take the subway with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maxwell&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img src="http://tbl2.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/maxwell_01.jpg" /&gt; - This is the guy who is right under the top. He is financially stable, he is on the waiting list for the condo that he has already paid for. He is physically fit and mentally stable. His penis size is compliant and he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t afraid to use new positions, some times in different places. He can be seen around EVERYONE (this includes family and friends) He is currently driving a 2008 Mustang, but he is not afraid to ride the subway with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boris &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kudjoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img src="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2004/04/features/magstories/040628/bkudjoe.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img223.imageshack.us/img223/4696/will31la.png" /&gt;- This is the guy who is right under Maxwell. He is financially stable but he’s renting an apartment in the city for now. He physically fit and mentally stable. His penis size is compliant, but he’s a little timid about new positions and or places. He is almost a little routine. He can be seen around EVERYONE (this includes family and friends especially since he is starting to become comfortable around them) He is currently driving a new 2008 BMW, but he would be embarrassed to ride on the subway with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ealy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.starpulse.com/pictures/2007/02/15/previews/Michael%20Ealy-SGG-039509.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://srv0110-06.oak1.imeem.com/g/p/36470cc9e99f42abc80d65079215eac9_web.jpg" /&gt;- He is right under Boris &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kudjoe&lt;/span&gt;. He is becoming financially stable, and he just finishing some debt consolidations that he is paying off. He is becoming physically fit, and he needs to be showed a routine because a kiss on the neck and just sticking his 9" in is NOT sex. He can be seen around by only close friends. Needs a little more work to meet the parents. He is currently driving a LEASED 2007 Hummer, and we had the coaching conversation about getting a new car. He’s working on it….. Hopefully for his sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vin Diesel&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/date-machine/vin_diesel.jpg" /&gt;- This guy is right under Michael &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Elay&lt;/span&gt;. He is becoming financially stable, he just needs more movie contracts. He is very physically fit and can talk you out YOUR DRAWS!!! He is currently packing 8", and he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t know how to work it. He does the whole stick in you with a really hard force, and makes it a really uncomfortable sex experience. Unfortunately that’s all he can do….. He can be seen around only particular friends. Needs a little more work to meet the parents. He is currently driving a 2006 Mercedes Benz, but he takes care of it. For his own safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xavier&lt;/strong&gt; (guy from the seven train)&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_OMLYyLC8HTo/SBEB56tt-RI/AAAAAAAAG4c/8MQQVEnswx0/s400/h2.jpg" /&gt;- this guy is right under Vin Diesel. He is on the athletic side, and he’s almost physically fit. Mental stability is almost there, like his not afraid to have a conversation with himself. He is packing beautifully with 12", but it comes to oral sex, he lacks control and experience. He also need to learn how to wear draws. He is almost financially stable, but he needs to learn to use credit wisely. He can be seen around only particular friends because he still a little shy. He needs a lot more work to meet the parents. He is currently driving a 2006 Land Rover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris Brown&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.askmen.com/galleries/men/chris-brown/pictures/chris-brown-picture-1.jpg" /&gt;- this guy is right under Xavier. He is on the athletic side, and he’s almost physically fit. Because of this, he is very arrogant and cocky. He thinks is gods gift. He’s takes forever to get ready. He is packing 10 x 7". All he likes to do is make videos of him jerking off which is NOT CUTE!!! He definitely know how to kiss, especially after he got his teeth fixed. He has a idea on how to become financially stable in a few years. He can be seen around only your close friends…. Cause you know he sexy and young minded. He is currently being driven around and taking public transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tahj&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mowry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb52/che933/tahj2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://hotchocolatefinder.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/deerk.jpg" /&gt;- He is right under Chris Brown. He knows how to save his money, but he has no clue on how to become financially stable. He is still in college. He is very active in sports so you know his body is on the way to becoming fit. He is mentally stable. He is packing 8.5", but sadly he is lacking experience. He needs to be taught everything. Living on the Hawaiian Island has not made him comfortable using the subway but he’s definitely getting a car soon. You can bring him around only particular friends. He’s on the young minded side of thinking, which can be worked on if your willing to spend that kind of time. This guy has just finished the Academy of becoming grown and sexy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-8030759937903280894?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/8030759937903280894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=8030759937903280894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/8030759937903280894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/8030759937903280894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/10/akasha-dark-phoenixs-men-of-sexiness.html' title='Akasha + Dark Phoenix&apos;s Men of Sexiness List!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_OMLYyLC8HTo/SBEB56tt-RI/AAAAAAAAG4c/8MQQVEnswx0/s72-c/h2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-8684037519085854961</id><published>2008-10-01T18:48:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:39:56.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Packages!</title><content type='html'>So about last year, I got a new laptop for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;. I was never the less surprised because I asked and begged for one for the longest. (NO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not a kid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; afford one on my own) finally my mother got me one. Needless to say I was freaking happy. Mind you this is the end result. (Yes me being happy) My mom ordered the laptop from dell and the order processes and whatnot. They tell us that its going to ship from dell through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DHL&lt;/span&gt;. (lord no)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know if anyone ELSE has had issues with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;DHL&lt;/span&gt; but I know that around the holidays they really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; care WHO they hire vs the normal times. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know if anyone who reads this works for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;DHL&lt;/span&gt; but, hell I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; care, them fuckers are the worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST they claimed that no one was home, which was a lie because I was off the few days that it was supposed to show up.&lt;br /&gt;THEN they said that they left it with a neighbor. Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong, I kinda (VERY LITTLE) trust my neighbors around my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;apartment&lt;/span&gt;, only because I never really see the people right next to me, and the people across from me someone is usually home. Lucky for us, someone had to sign for the laptop because we had insurance on it. (needless to say by this point &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so upset, because the ONE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; I get something I asked for and it "goes missing".&lt;br /&gt;AFTER THAT we see on line that "someone" signed for it but we cant see who. It says one thing but we are like well the people around us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have it. So who has it....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you who has it, the fucking driver stole it! Yes, he "signed" for it and took it because he figured we would get the money for it or whatever. HE DOES NOT KNOW ME OR MY MOTHER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, so my mom is like "I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; understand how you cant find the driver when all this stuff is tracked and whatever and he has to come back to wherever you guys are. So how is that possible. " She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;threatened&lt;/span&gt; to stop the check on it and what not so they "amazingly" found him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally comes back to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;building&lt;/span&gt; like a few days later and is like "oh the people who had it opened it." Trust me when i said i was far from nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NEVER ORDER ANYTHING THAT HAS TO DEAL WITH &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;DHL&lt;/span&gt; BECAUSE THEY ALL ARE A LITTLE ON THE SHADY SIDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you work there then watch your pocket!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-8684037519085854961?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/8684037519085854961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=8684037519085854961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/8684037519085854961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/8684037519085854961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/10/getting-packages.html' title='Getting Packages!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041065687846701195.post-8565162210942974864</id><published>2008-10-01T18:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T18:45:45.509-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Tv Again!</title><content type='html'>So, here I am sitting on my couch, watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;. For those of you who know me, I channel surf a lot. As it would happen I come across the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt; show. (lord yes again!)  Today was the top model cycle 10 reunion. What I really want to know is who the hell still watches her show?? The girls on top model look like "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt;" girls you see in the street. There &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;striking&lt;/span&gt; thing about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;any of&lt;/span&gt; them. I mean way back when, like a few years ago she had some girls who were like "wow" but now..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; really ranting about with this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt; her self, she has the ability to turn ANY story that someone is telling in to a story &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; her. I mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;goddamn it&lt;/span&gt; let the people tell THEIR story!!!! One girl was considered to be "plus size" and she was like "oh i was the only girl to come in there and say that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; plus size and blah blah blah" when she really is just a tall size 8.. (Wow, really plus size!) Anyway, the girl was trying to tell her non-story when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt; (miss me, me, me, I, I, I) chimes in and says "Well when i was younger back in the day when I was a model, when I was 16 modeling for the runway in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt; for whoever I was a size six!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor "model" (I use the term loosely) was on the stage and she just trailed off in her story &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even think she really was saying anything to begin with but shit let the girl her her fake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;fuckertry&lt;/span&gt; out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other times when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;caught&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt; show and the story has been about something that she (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt;) knows that she has had nothing to do with and she will some how turn it in to a her, me, me, me, I, I, I, story.  Yesterday for instance, the story was about these stupid ass girls who go to bars and kiss for free drinks. ( I feel sorry for them, well.... not really) There were two dumb girls on stage who say that they are straight and only kiss to get something out of the guys at the bar. They claimed that they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; really see the harm in doing it. So what does miss me, me, me, I,I, I, do?? She goes on and says: "Well when I was your age, I would never think to do anything like that, I mean when you get older like I am, you find better things to do. When you get older like I am and you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; let go of what you do you get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not!"  Some times I wish I could go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt; show and slap her with a dildo right in the face and say "The story &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; about you, for once in your life take a deep breath and tell the faerie in your head that says that the world revolves around you to shut the hell up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were other people on that show, like one girl who was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;lezzie&lt;/span&gt; and who was obviously pissed off. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; blame her. Her point in the story was that because stupid girls like the two on stage who do that in bars and what not make it so that when she goes out with her girlfriend, guys expect her to do the same thing and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; take her seriously. I really felt sorry for the girl, like I totally got where she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; from. The two girls on the stage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get it at all and then here came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt;... She missed the WHOLE point like she does all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to reword what this girl was saying so that it would sound like she came up with it all by her self and FAILED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt; some advice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Top model is a sham, them girls are good for one maybe two days worth of work and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;2. YOU WILL NEVER BE OPRAH, SO STOP TRYING TO BE HER.&lt;br /&gt;3. NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOUR DAY TIME EMMY, SO LET IT GO!&lt;br /&gt;4. NO, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;DAMN IT&lt;/span&gt; ITS NOT ALL ABOUT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;5. SIT THE HELL DOWN ALREADY, WE DONE, YOU DONE, TAKE THE LACE FRONT OFF AND LET IT RELAX!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5041065687846701195-8565162210942974864?l=vampireslotus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/feeds/8565162210942974864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5041065687846701195&amp;postID=8565162210942974864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/8565162210942974864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5041065687846701195/posts/default/8565162210942974864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireslotus.blogspot.com/2008/10/tv-again.html' title='Tv Again!'/><author><name>VampiresLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12348447604638216390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AR6dz0P6v9s/SNRNc6mNrnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5n4Ogl0r98I/S220/0412.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
