<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878</id><updated>2009-11-03T05:02:01.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS 24/7</title><subtitle type='html'>Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>327</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-3696522985324892639</id><published>2009-10-30T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T22:03:00.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuvEKPFVEjI/AAAAAAAAFXI/-7HUd7nWgJs/s1600-h/_MG_2769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuvEKPFVEjI/AAAAAAAAFXI/-7HUd7nWgJs/s400/_MG_2769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398624258460291634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not here to please anyone. I am here for me. I am here with my thoughts and feelings.  I have been honest. I have been ME.&lt;br /&gt; There are days I wish people could be more than themselves.  JUST forget about "game faces". Stop pretending  that you are something else. But I can't ask for it.  It is their choice, their freedom.  if they want to pretend,  I have to deal with it.  But I can't stand it when they turn around and do something behind their friends back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-3696522985324892639?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/3696522985324892639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=3696522985324892639&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/3696522985324892639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/3696522985324892639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-not-here-to-please-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuvEKPFVEjI/AAAAAAAAFXI/-7HUd7nWgJs/s72-c/_MG_2769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-2103871214041962654</id><published>2009-10-20T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T21:16:15.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anger, anger, anger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/St6K_lorpBI/AAAAAAAAFTo/gm1jpKBIOAU/s1600-h/_MG_2612.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/St6K_lorpBI/AAAAAAAAFTo/gm1jpKBIOAU/s320/_MG_2612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I want my anger to leave me alone. I want&amp;nbsp; to grieve without anger... I feel angry I could not grant Reginas wish to keep her alive.&amp;nbsp; One of&amp;nbsp; our last conversations&amp;nbsp; we had was about letting go, and I told her&amp;nbsp; that we are happy that she has been our ANgel all these years, but we want&amp;nbsp; her to be happier and take no mroe medicine, and just let go..... &amp;nbsp; I remember the look in her eyes. &amp;nbsp; I remember the sudden saddness that came over her....&amp;nbsp; She did not speak for 2 minutes a and when she finally did, she only said - " I don't want to die"...&lt;br /&gt;Myself I was dying inside. I could not keep it together, I just cried &amp;nbsp; while she just laid down her eyes closed....&amp;nbsp; After that she had&amp;nbsp; couple of confusing, but good days.. SHe was smiling, and&amp;nbsp; giving us last directions, and I have not been able to follow those directions. I have not been able to&amp;nbsp; play online with her webkinz... I look at them daily next to her Urn, but I can't insert her password,&amp;nbsp; and username.. I cant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I feel anger towards cancer, and&amp;nbsp; how little doctors really know about cancer and genes, and drugs--&amp;nbsp; .&lt;br /&gt;I feel angry at those few times I got mad at her.... ..&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE GOING TO STORES and seeing HER STYLE EVERYWHERE....&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp; Miss making her her favorite foods and making her smile&amp;nbsp; . I miss how she hugged me when I needed my hug, and I miss hugging her tight when she needed one hug...&amp;nbsp; I miss how she pushed me away and said -- ENOUGH__- I want to watch TV NOW....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to miss her so much that it is hard to breathe at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp; LOVE HER SO MUCH IT&amp;nbsp; HURTS...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-2103871214041962654?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/2103871214041962654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=2103871214041962654&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/2103871214041962654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/2103871214041962654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2009/10/anger-anger-anger.html' title='anger, anger, anger.'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/St6K_lorpBI/AAAAAAAAFTo/gm1jpKBIOAU/s72-c/_MG_2612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-1214131894272513770</id><published>2009-08-06T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:47:56.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't mess with  Diana Tan. I'm from Seto Ghetto  and I can hurt you ;)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Snuj4PbNpVI/AAAAAAAAE_o/1kWUtOAz-UA/s1600-h/IMG_1012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Snuj4PbNpVI/AAAAAAAAE_o/1kWUtOAz-UA/s400/IMG_1012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367063567550752082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-1214131894272513770?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/1214131894272513770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=1214131894272513770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/1214131894272513770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/1214131894272513770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-mess-with-diana-tan.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Snuj4PbNpVI/AAAAAAAAE_o/1kWUtOAz-UA/s72-c/IMG_1012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-5442203469953350344</id><published>2009-07-06T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:21:00.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love Hurts&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SlLM8-65_fI/AAAAAAAAE1I/JQaLu1fnFL8/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SlLM8-65_fI/AAAAAAAAE1I/JQaLu1fnFL8/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355568254951226866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-5442203469953350344?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/5442203469953350344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=5442203469953350344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/5442203469953350344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/5442203469953350344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SlLM8-65_fI/AAAAAAAAE1I/JQaLu1fnFL8/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-1084429102647373535</id><published>2009-05-15T20:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:59:16.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sg46AHtrFkI/AAAAAAAAEXg/Hwt6Oy1yZPw/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090515_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sg46AHtrFkI/AAAAAAAAEXg/Hwt6Oy1yZPw/s400/Snapshot_20090515_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336266382225643074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know I am complicated and weird.  I do my own thing, I walk my own route. Once  in a while I get lost , but I find my way out and  do my best to  be me again. It is so easy to get lost in this mixed up weird perfection seeking world. .   With me it is- You see what you get, and sometimes even something extra. You you never know what that extra is... Temper tantrums? sudden laugh out loud without any good reason.. Sudden crying spells.. Yeah.  I am human after all. I have feelings, thoughts,  obsessions,   opinions.  I don't care if you don't agree with them. I am not accepting you to agree with me 100%. JUST accept me the way I am.  And be ready for   surprises:),,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-1084429102647373535?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/1084429102647373535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=1084429102647373535&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/1084429102647373535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/1084429102647373535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-all-know-i-am-complicated-and-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sg46AHtrFkI/AAAAAAAAEXg/Hwt6Oy1yZPw/s72-c/Snapshot_20090515_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-6407830379753858654</id><published>2009-04-25T20:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:56:00.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SfPbR9Ml0WI/AAAAAAAAET8/lM_M_u4OsQY/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090424_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SfPbR9Ml0WI/AAAAAAAAET8/lM_M_u4OsQY/s400/Snapshot_20090424_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328843885641060706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know few of you are confused  about what the heck I was talking in my previous post- ME AND CONFUSED?? NEVER.... BUT the truth is.. I have been having those confusing moments more and more.&lt;br /&gt;As some of you know, Nick and I decided to separate. ( WELL, I decided first and he just does whatever I want   .. ;)  )  I know  I know I know, HE is one great catch, and whoever gonna get him will be luckiest woman on earth :)  AND that was one of my confusing points... WHY in the world I want to give him up and leave this lifestyle and standards . WHY I am unhappy?  I am not. I really am not, but  I can't change what my heart  says. I can't just look him into eye and lie about rest of my life. THat is not me.&lt;br /&gt;I STILL DO LOVE HIM, and that will never  change but my love for him now is more caring , friendly, My love for him is Different...&lt;br /&gt;ANother thing my friends have been asking from me. AM I ready to downgrade my life? AM I? I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I am country girl. Grew up with caws and pigs   and fleas and chickens and   drying hay every summer for cows and  digging potatoes out fo ground every year ( YES I DID, and I was younger than gabriel when I first had to do those chores ) Child labor... AND I did fine..  I HATED it, I hated country lifestlye, I hated dirt, I hated doing laundry and dishes by hand. I HATED NOT HAVING  AC or running water in house.. I STILL DO HATE THAT.  AND I WILL NEVER EVER IN MILLION YEARS GO BACK TO THAT.  BUT.. IF I build my own house in country side with AC and heat  and running water and bathroom IN HOUSE.. I think I COULD   do fine..  I guess.&lt;br /&gt;ANyway.  I don't like hard physical work. I am not afraid of it. I can do it, but I HATE IT.  I'm no babe, but  it's just the way I feel.  I like people in US. I love FOOD here, I love drinks here.. Once in a while I will tell people oh yeah, I miss chocolates or beer  (ONLY BEER I miss is A le coq).. But I don't really.  I am one confused Estonian.   I love spicy mexican food, I Love Cosmos, I love rear tuna and  CA rolls, and  tofu ...&lt;br /&gt;OH, I better stop now... I also don't miss estonian TV, or Radio or literature.  OR  who is who in there....&lt;br /&gt;ALL I really care is my friends, my family and my  boyfriend... But everything is very complicated. SUper complicated. I stop here...          because I am sure  you are done with  this anti Estonian crap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-6407830379753858654?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/6407830379753858654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=6407830379753858654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/6407830379753858654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/6407830379753858654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know-few-of-you-are-confused-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SfPbR9Ml0WI/AAAAAAAAET8/lM_M_u4OsQY/s72-c/Snapshot_20090424_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-1116898415796394803</id><published>2009-04-06T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:05:00.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SdrCCN-S8nI/AAAAAAAAERQ/PcL_poyTKO4/s1600-h/Picture+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SdrCCN-S8nI/AAAAAAAAERQ/PcL_poyTKO4/s400/Picture+105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321779253058138738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what is sad? My PMS 24/7 is not  all that anymore.   OH, there are things that get me ANGRY and boiling and smokin'  but  i take gazillion breaths in  and blow them out and i am almost ok . ALMOST..    But one thing that still bugs me..   I still don't know who I really  am. I have been doing some soul searching. I know what I like, I know what I hate. I know what turns me on and fires me up. BUT who is real Diana anyway?  There are  so many ME's  IN ME, that time to time i find myself wondering- what the fuck is wrong with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-1116898415796394803?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/1116898415796394803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=1116898415796394803&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/1116898415796394803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/1116898415796394803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-know-what-is-sad-my-pms-247-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SdrCCN-S8nI/AAAAAAAAERQ/PcL_poyTKO4/s72-c/Picture+105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-1896745307028016074</id><published>2008-12-15T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T20:48:55.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't feel like PMSing..</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SUcyoGYLdBI/AAAAAAAAEAc/445bXq76QOg/s1600-h/Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SUcyoGYLdBI/AAAAAAAAEAc/445bXq76QOg/s400/Picture+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280244752603378706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SUcynsRL8dI/AAAAAAAAEAM/_aLMQpiaabM/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SUcynsRL8dI/AAAAAAAAEAM/_aLMQpiaabM/s400/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280244745594728914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. I should, but  I don't want to ruin your holiday moods...&lt;br /&gt;I love winter. I love California winter, because it is closest to Estonia Fall. I love rain  and storms and clouds.  I love stupid people who have no idea how to drive on rain. And I love how they  blame how rain made them to have accident.. LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love Candlelight and fire on fireplace. It is so beautiful and  peaceful. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SUcyoTla8RI/AAAAAAAAEAk/h57MV6CL5vw/s1600-h/Picture+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SUcyoTla8RI/AAAAAAAAEAk/h57MV6CL5vw/s400/Picture+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280244756148580626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel like i don't need my antidepressants anymore, because I have been staring   fire in my fireplace past 7 days...  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SUcym6_vH_I/AAAAAAAAEAE/4yjnE3108sg/s1600-h/Picture+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SUcym6_vH_I/AAAAAAAAEAE/4yjnE3108sg/s400/Picture+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280244732368199666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Candles are burning nightly and I  enjoy my wine with Cheese. ( srry, My butt is getting kind of cheesy  too, but who cares.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SUcyn-jbuTI/AAAAAAAAEAU/vAdtOeyNfoQ/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SUcyn-jbuTI/AAAAAAAAEAU/vAdtOeyNfoQ/s400/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280244750503098674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love that my Husband and I have come to an agreement to  move on separate ways:)  We have stronger and better relationship now.  We talk more, laugh more and  just hang out.  I know, some of you think it is kind of weird that we still live under same roof... BUT,  you  know what.-- WHY NOT???  We will celebrate our 10th wedding anniversary on December 28th. Not sure what we will do, but we have to celebrate it.  Kids do not know it yet.... We have our reasons and I know you understand and  respect that :)&lt;br /&gt;I know, we are weird. Super weird. ALways been, always will be. That's not gonna change:) And I don't want it to change.  I want to be hard to figure out .  Nobody but me knows WHO real ME is. And I want it to stay that way:) I know you all have your interpretations about WHO I AM. I wanna hear them:)  Don't hold back. LET IT OUT. JUST LIKE I AM DOING. most of the time. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-1896745307028016074?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/1896745307028016074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=1896745307028016074&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/1896745307028016074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/1896745307028016074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-feel-like-pmsing.html' title='I don&apos;t feel like PMSing..'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SUcyoGYLdBI/AAAAAAAAEAc/445bXq76QOg/s72-c/Picture+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-2330590351956093294</id><published>2008-12-06T21:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:55:58.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best buy part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/STtlFbXQyfI/AAAAAAAAD94/Yu0opcJ-dFQ/s1600-h/Picture+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/STtlFbXQyfI/AAAAAAAAD94/Yu0opcJ-dFQ/s400/Picture+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276922532313745906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what the fuck is up with that. I called them today again, REQUESTING return slips...  Guess what,  Those retards  think they are working. They don't do a shit... Second time I asked them to email me those Slips, THEY N EVER DID. AND they do have correct email in their file.   Well, it's their loss. I am NOT returning those parts back to them Till they email me some sort of return labels., and I keep calling them till  I will be  on their blacklist....  DORKS.. That's all I can say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, on a good note.   I can not stand being a woman. I really can't. My hormones are driving me insane, and All I can do is sweat about it... I do not want to go on birth control.  Because then I will sweat even more... And most likely get a high blood pressure.. and so on... I just want my beard to stop growing. i am tired of shaving  nightly... hehe   And there are all these beauty  rituals I have to do to look somewhat acceptable... Blah... and that's it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-2330590351956093294?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/2330590351956093294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=2330590351956093294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/2330590351956093294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/2330590351956093294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-buy-part-2.html' title='Best buy part 2'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/STtlFbXQyfI/AAAAAAAAD94/Yu0opcJ-dFQ/s72-c/Picture+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-7094830316189252460</id><published>2008-12-04T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T09:54:06.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>best Buy drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/STgY8Ou0mqI/AAAAAAAAD88/INLdrO0Fq6A/s1600-h/Picture+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/STgY8Ou0mqI/AAAAAAAAD88/INLdrO0Fq6A/s400/Picture+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275994386490235554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small things, like peoples stupidity  is what makes me angry. I can't stand companies, who can't do their job right. I  Just don't understand. ALl They got to do is FIND me right AC adapter with right jack....&lt;br /&gt;They keep sending me something that does not work.&lt;br /&gt;Today after 30 minutes on phone, I was told that Srry, HP discontinued doing  IDENTICAL adapters to mine.. SO DEAL WITH IT... WTF??? I have warranty. I have no idea what to do. I NEED IT. I NEED MY AC ADAPTER that works with my adapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU see, this kind of SHIT, that just drives me completely insane.   I don't care if they discontinued making then. I NEED ONE, and I need one NOW....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE one  I need is on right,  and the WRONG one on left (  They sent me SAME adapter TWICE already )... .... .... Difference in minor, BUT it matter to my laptop.  MY laptop needs  what it needs, and that end of this fucking  story... :(:(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Best Buy partsearch told me to contact HP. Screw them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-7094830316189252460?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/7094830316189252460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=7094830316189252460&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/7094830316189252460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/7094830316189252460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-buy-drama.html' title='best Buy drama'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/STgY8Ou0mqI/AAAAAAAAD88/INLdrO0Fq6A/s72-c/Picture+090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-7517966510848868123</id><published>2008-10-28T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:49:15.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UUUUHHHH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SQfA6srKevI/AAAAAAAAD3U/OzIrqkdrrLU/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SQfA6srKevI/AAAAAAAAD3U/OzIrqkdrrLU/s400/Picture+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262386804262861554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I have something to bitch about...  Well, not really, but I write about it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;You all know my love for hair and hair color. crazy colors.  I am  not sure how, but whatever color I do my hair I look good.. ( yeah, you heard it right).      Past month or 2 I have been walking around with pink hair. Kids LOVEd it, not sure about parents. I am sure they  did not  see me as THE best role model for their kids... hehe.. But who cares anyways. It  is all about me and if I like it  and can  pull it off then screw them  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND now. I  thought that it was  about time for change. So  I bought a box of Revlon BLACK hair color and  after 4 dollars, and 40 minutes I had  spanking new hair. WOHOOO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was really funny day.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really do not color my hair to get attention, I do it because  I feel better about my self when I do something drastic. ANd from Pink To Black, it was pretty drastic.&lt;br /&gt;So , today I did my regular thing. I went to pick up kids from school.  And comments started flying in.. WOW, Black. YOU really can pull it off.. WOW, you look really sophisticated and classy.... ( whatever that means.... lol),  after 20 comments I   kind of wanted to disappear for a while, since I thought that was enough attention for a day... lol.  Couple of people did not recognize me, since I was not PINK anymore. Oh what a day.  Not much drama, but enough to last for a day.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-7517966510848868123?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/7517966510848868123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=7517966510848868123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/7517966510848868123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/7517966510848868123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/10/uuuuhhhh.html' title='UUUUHHHH'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SQfA6srKevI/AAAAAAAAD3U/OzIrqkdrrLU/s72-c/Picture+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-4821442097299304393</id><published>2008-09-29T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T12:13:17.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I do not know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SOEnKzYCQkI/AAAAAAAACrg/4avsiVceiyc/s1600-h/Picture+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SOEnKzYCQkI/AAAAAAAACrg/4avsiVceiyc/s400/Picture+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251521707033903682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it is not to late to apologize.   i am still PMSing 24/7  but feel the need not to share my thoughts with you.    My world as it is    is full of unpleasant surprises and  happenings.  One thing after another.  There are days  that I do not want to get out of bed because I have no desire to deal with what life throws me..( US). But  I put on my "party" shoes and start living large..&lt;br /&gt;I really am sick dealing with  hospitals, doctors and  medications.  I am so tired of living  one day at a time... I wanna see future, but I am to scared to look ... I want to be prepared but same time I do not know how to do so.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SOEorzhOW8I/AAAAAAAACro/5cdonaMTJzw/s1600-h/1126472199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SOEorzhOW8I/AAAAAAAACro/5cdonaMTJzw/s400/1126472199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251523373519756226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-4821442097299304393?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/4821442097299304393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=4821442097299304393&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/4821442097299304393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/4821442097299304393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-do-not-know.html' title='I do not know...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SOEnKzYCQkI/AAAAAAAACrg/4avsiVceiyc/s72-c/Picture+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-6484720399828066432</id><published>2008-06-08T20:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:01:31.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SEyqpqVbNyI/AAAAAAAACXE/yqezELamIZ4/s1600-h/Picture+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SEyqpqVbNyI/AAAAAAAACXE/yqezELamIZ4/s400/Picture+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209726501676332834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't happen that often that i leave my house without camera.  I usually have it in my car on in my purse... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this past Friday I did not take my camera with me.   And oh boy how I regret it.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is. We had girls night out. 5  crazy, sexy , cool Estonian girls gone wild.   IT was night to remember.  We went to Shark Club. It was my first time to go to that club.  My fave Night club around here was Club  Vegas,  but they  closed it down. So  we went to Shark Club.    They have a shark tank in middle of club and 2 dance areas and plenty of room to dance...&lt;br /&gt;In club we found out that It was ASIAN night. ANd let me tell you- they did not lie.     It really was 90% of Asians in this club.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I was smart enough and got us Bottle service area( VIP)- 5 girls, bottle of absolut vodka and unlimited amount of juice. ...  To be honest I still can't remember some of the things happened on that night, but I do remember that THIS night was the most fun I have had for a very LOOONG time. We met some cool people, danced like we never danced before,  and woke up next morning wondering ( I am talking to myself) hurting all over my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, for a while I thought that someone had spiked  my drink, because I had  way to much energy   and  I COULD not sit down calmly,  I was like energizer  bunny  just kept going and going and going... And then I crashed... Very weird....&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I was not the one who had to drive. I spent a night at my friends house and  enjoyed GREAT SPICY breakfast that her husband made.( when I have hangover JUst give me bottle of tabasco).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.  i am not going to get into details, but I WISH WE HAD CAMERA with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-6484720399828066432?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/6484720399828066432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=6484720399828066432&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/6484720399828066432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/6484720399828066432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SEyqpqVbNyI/AAAAAAAACXE/yqezELamIZ4/s72-c/Picture+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-6854979756743980402</id><published>2008-05-27T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:41:08.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tana kirjutan ma Eesti keeles/ todays  blog in Estonian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SDziJ4UPPgI/AAAAAAAACTU/OkapXKX0S0A/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SDziJ4UPPgI/AAAAAAAACTU/OkapXKX0S0A/s400/Picture+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205283928697421314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalli sobranna Mairega ja Abikaasa Nickiga :)&lt;br /&gt;Yup,   tana naerdi my yle Regina koolis. Emad soovisid mulle tagantjargi onne ja ytlesid et ma olen veel taitsa beebi oma 30  aastaga.   Oleks pidanud ennast nagu taitsa hasti tundma, kuid enamus  lapsevanemaid on juba  meie  600 lapselises koolis neljakymne  ja  vanemad.  On kyll moned taitsa noored emad, kuid neid on vahe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yldiselt hakatakse siin laste peale motlema umbes 35selt.&lt;br /&gt;Orange county on omaette ooper.  No muidugi oleneb kus Orange countys sa  ka elad.  Lahemale  Ookeanile, seda rohkem  korgklassi draamat,  kui aga rannast eemale soita tuleb ette taitsa monusaid gangsta  alasid...     Kus mina aga elan on vaga super hea suburb.  Laguna niguel on  umbes 70 000 inimesega pere rajoon.   Rahalised kiirteed on lahedal,  ta valine Highway 5 on lahedal--koik on fucking kae ja jala ulatuses.   Moni vaidleb vastu et Laguna  Niguel on igav ja nome, kuid tavaliselt on need vaidlejad lastetud   linnavurled, kes on harjunud ooklubide lahedal elama.  Jah,  Laguna niguel on toesti  Planeeritud pere linnake.    muidugi on  see tais vaikeseid armsaid bubikesi ja ka paar ooklubi, kuid kui tahame ikka   nii oelda mollu panna siis peaksime  Laguna Beachile soitma ( umbes 19 min),  voi siis  newport beach/ Costa mesa umbes 20 minutit.  ma ei hadalda. Tunnen end meie Varavavahtidega communitys taitsa turvaliselt.  Naabri magamistoa aknast saan kohe sisse vaadata kui tahtmine tuleb, kuid mida ma neid ikka vahin ;)  Naabrite asemel naudin aga ilusat vaadet   oma magamistoa aknast.   Voi siis alumise korruse peretoast ( kes mul kylas on kainud teavad millest raagin). &lt;br /&gt;Miks ma aga koigest sellest kirjutan.... .Minult on ysna tihti kysitud  et kus ma siis elan, ja kuidas ma elan, ja kellega ma elan. Kysijale suupihta aga ei looda . Kui teile aga vastus ei meeldi, siis  allrighty,..&lt;br /&gt;Elan hasti. Pole kodukana, kuna vahihaige lapse eest hoolitsemine on taiskohaga too,  samuti olen  oma abikaasale palgaline Sekretar  asjaajaja ( Poltsamaalt saadud sekretar asjaajaja  eriala ikka  vaja ka ju harjutada).  Toopaev algab hommikul  kell 6 ja loppeb ohtul 11.  Kool algab lastel 7.40. Kool saab labi 2.10.  Selle aja  sisse mahuvad "errands".  Kahjuks disaineri poodides shoppamine EI ole yks mu erranditeks,  kuna keeldun raha kulutamast ajuvabale rampsule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kella poole kolmest algab mul lastega kodu too,  siis kokkamine, Reginale rohud, siis vannitamine, ja siis uneaeg. Minu aeg algab kella 8ksast ohtul Siis saan lopuks ennast diivanile potsatada ja rahulikult oma iga ohtust veiniklaasi nautida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ma kirjutaks veel,  kuid ei viitsi ennast enam kiita kui tubli ma ikka olen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-6854979756743980402?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/6854979756743980402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=6854979756743980402&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/6854979756743980402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/6854979756743980402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/05/tana-kirjutan-ma-eesti-keeles-todays.html' title='Tana kirjutan ma Eesti keeles/ todays  blog in Estonian'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SDziJ4UPPgI/AAAAAAAACTU/OkapXKX0S0A/s72-c/Picture+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-2536760587979341561</id><published>2008-05-17T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T00:03:11.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SC_TiMZ2jBI/AAAAAAAACRg/mwxjE3KTDx0/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SC_TiMZ2jBI/AAAAAAAACRg/mwxjE3KTDx0/s400/Picture+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201608679034883090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time for yawning. I am thankful for great friends, great wine and Saturday nights.&lt;br /&gt;BUT who do you consider your real friends?    Why is it  that sometimes you think somebody is your friend, but that "friend" turns around and stabs you in the back.   DO you return this "favor"  or you just let it go...  After all, we are not in high school anymore ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A true friend is someone who is there for you when he'd rather be anywhere else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-2536760587979341561?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/2536760587979341561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=2536760587979341561&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/2536760587979341561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/2536760587979341561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/05/friendship.html' title='Friendship...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SC_TiMZ2jBI/AAAAAAAACRg/mwxjE3KTDx0/s72-c/Picture+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-5872044379035553719</id><published>2008-05-02T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T23:12:49.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SBwAB1cIGrI/AAAAAAAACL4/okfbW8J_R_g/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SBwAB1cIGrI/AAAAAAAACL4/okfbW8J_R_g/s400/Picture+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196028101603629746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I want to thank you all for checking in once in a while and leaving  comments here and there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is friday night 11.56 and I am home with kids.. I told my husband to but on his " bachelor" clothes and get OUT... hehe he has been home and practicing piano ALL DAY LONG. GOD, my  head is about to explode. I understand  that he wants to learn to play, but OH COME ON, give me a break, same ding dong dang ALL DAY LONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOw, it is May. It is my birthday month.   I know guys it is hard to believe , but I am STILL under 30, and this fun will last few more days. May 8th will be that horrible day everybody is so afraid off?&lt;br /&gt;WHY? What's wrong about turning 30, 31, 32, etc? Isn't that like , like, like, like so normal, like you like supposed like turn 30 like after 29 like that???( see I am  getting nervous myself).     YAWN,  yawn yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I am really posting this is let you know and rise awareness  about  your wallets, checkbooks,  credit cards.  I am hoping that at least couple of you will donate some money to Childrens hospital of Los angeles In REgina Tan's honor ( for Brain tumor research).  CHLA  and  Dr Dhall   have  been amazing   with Regina , and I hope , I really do hope that people keep giving , so one day all this money can  help to find  a cure. And I know you all want to be part of it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.kintera.org/site/c.ipINKTOAJsG/b.3882839/apps/ka/sd/donorcustom.asp?kntaw30544=02A2822999C24B42872E2E3E26BCD73D"&gt;https://www.kintera.org/site/c.ipINKTOAJsG/b.3882839/apps/ka/sd/donorcustom.asp?kntaw30544=02A2822999C24B42872E2E3E26BCD73D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Happy upcoming birthday to me. I will celebrate it in Persian restaurant in Encino ( 70 miles from Laguna), since I just feel like it. :)&lt;br /&gt; OK. It is now 11.11 and my husband is still not home....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-5872044379035553719?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/5872044379035553719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=5872044379035553719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/5872044379035553719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/5872044379035553719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/05/duh.html' title='Duh..'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SBwAB1cIGrI/AAAAAAAACL4/okfbW8J_R_g/s72-c/Picture+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-4456344167297603028</id><published>2008-04-26T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T22:38:59.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who we really are??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SBQQoFcIGRI/AAAAAAAACHk/K8zUSYj7hx8/s1600-h/Picture+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SBQQoFcIGRI/AAAAAAAACHk/K8zUSYj7hx8/s400/Picture+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193794551105984786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel pretty, oh so pretty... heheh. Oh come on Diana, get a grip. Regina told you POSe and you struck a cheesiest pose possible.   BOOOOOO.   All I really want to do is but on a goth outfit  and scare neighborhood kids.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-4456344167297603028?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/4456344167297603028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=4456344167297603028&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/4456344167297603028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/4456344167297603028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/04/who-we-really-are.html' title='Who we really are??'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SBQQoFcIGRI/AAAAAAAACHk/K8zUSYj7hx8/s72-c/Picture+083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-7145176001570201435</id><published>2008-04-23T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:21:38.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TB test results.</title><content type='html'>It is about 20 mm  radius circle. And very itchy. It is positive, but SINCE i DID have those weird immune system jeopardizing  vaccines at early age, it was expected. I had an x ray , and it showed that I still had mu lungs in there..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to stop stressing about life issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today one of the worst thoughts came to my head. It is so horrible it made me cry. If you are ready to read something really disturbing then go ahead, but if you wanna have a good night/day, then leave now...  I warned  you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I do not want to have feeling". I do not want to feel pain, I do not want to worry about Regina, I wish I never felt The love towards her.  IT is so hard for me to deal with  her being sick and me not knowing what's going to happen tomorrow... Or even later today.&lt;br /&gt;Wha if cancer comes back? I do not want to be damaged! How selfish of me to even think like this?  It is just not normal. I wish there was written book about  Feelings for Dummies, when your child has brain tumor/cancer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-7145176001570201435?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/7145176001570201435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=7145176001570201435&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/7145176001570201435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/7145176001570201435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/04/tb-test-results.html' title='TB test results.'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-1148738786020882439</id><published>2008-04-22T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:04:57.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuck...</title><content type='html'>I mentioned while ago that I applied for volunteering position in ST. Joseph Hospice care. Well, before that I had to fill out whole bunch of paperwork,  that pretty much  meant that I AM NOT ALLOWED TO ACCEPT ANY GIFTS from  my   patients.  heh. Not a big deal, I am not doing it  because i want something out of it, I applied because  I want to help.&lt;br /&gt;My guess is that  there are people who do it because they want to get something out of it ( like will , or gifts)/ Anyway, I kind of felt like I was not trusted with my intentions  and it did hurt a little. :(  Then, second thing I had to do was Tuberculosis test.. Not a big deal. Righs? Just a tiny poke and then wait 48 hours and  go back to doctors for a reading. &lt;br /&gt;My issue is... I have been tested positive before and I had TONS of x rays taken over the course of my Elementary years and they all were  ok, but tests always turned out positive, OR false positive..&lt;br /&gt;  Ok, I had this test done on  Monday. Today testing site is BURNING red and raised and itches as hell. I never had such a bad reaction. I am littlebit worried.  IF I had tuberculosis I would be coughing  my insides out.. Right???  I am  really hoping that it is also one of those false  results and IF I get an x ray (IF) everything will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-1148738786020882439?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/1148738786020882439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=1148738786020882439&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/1148738786020882439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/1148738786020882439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/04/yuck.html' title='Yuck...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-2879110259936712934</id><published>2008-04-09T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T20:58:50.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AIDS- This makes me very sad...</title><content type='html'>Some statistics.  Estonia is small ( just about 1,3 million people). And give you idea   - It takes about 4 hours to drive from one  end of Estonia to other...  &lt;br /&gt;And I am sure if I find 2007 statistics, percentage is even larger.  This is not good. not good at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.avert.org/eurosum.htm"&gt;http://www.avert.org/eurosum.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; UNAIDS estimates that HIV prevalence among adults exceeds 1% in Estonia, Ukraine, Moldova and Russia.&lt;sup&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;table class="statisticstable"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_col"&gt;Eastern European&lt;br /&gt;   country&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_col"&gt;HIV diagnoses&lt;br /&gt;   in 2006&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_col"&gt;Rate per million&lt;br /&gt;   in 2006&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;Cumulative total,&lt;br /&gt;   end 2006&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_col_forbig"&gt;Adult HIV&lt;br /&gt;   prevalence 2005&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_row"&gt;Armenia&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;66&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;21.9&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;429&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;0.1%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_row"&gt;Azerbaijan&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;242&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;28.6&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;965&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;0.1%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td style="font-style: italic;" class="statisticstable_row"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Belarus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td style="font-style: italic;" class="statisticstable_data"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;733&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td style="font-style: italic;" class="statisticstable_data"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;75.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td style="font-style: italic;" class="statisticstable_special"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7,747&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td style="font-style: italic;" class="statisticstable_data_forbig"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;0.3%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="statisticstable_row"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Estonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="statisticstable_data"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;668&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="statisticstable_data"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;504.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="statisticstable_special"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5,731&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="statisticstable_data_forbig"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.3%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_row"&gt;Georgia&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;276&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;62.2&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;1,156&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data_forbig"&gt;0.2%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_row"&gt;Kazakhstan&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;1,745&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;117.8&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;7,402&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data_forbig"&gt;0.1%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_row"&gt;Kyrgyzstan&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;244&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;45.8&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;1,070&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data_forbig"&gt;0.1%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_row"&gt;Latvia&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;299&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;130.3&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;3,631&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data_forbig"&gt;0.8%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_row"&gt;Lithuania&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;100&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;29.3&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;1,200&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data_forbig"&gt;0.2%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_row"&gt;Republic of Moldova&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;621&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;148.0&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;3,464&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data_forbig"&gt;1.1%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_row"&gt;Russian Federation†&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;39,207&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;275.1&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;369,187&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data_forbig"&gt;1.1%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_row"&gt;Tajikistan&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;204&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;31.0&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;710&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data_forbig"&gt;0.1%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_row"&gt;Turkmenistan&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;0&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;0.0&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data_forbig"&gt;&lt;0.1%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_row"&gt;Ukraine†&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;13,256&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;288.3&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;91,057&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data_forbig"&gt;1.4%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_row"&gt;Uzbekistan&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;2,205&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data"&gt;81.7&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;10,015&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_data_forbig"&gt;0.2%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;Total&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;59,866&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;-&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;503,766&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="statisticstable_special"&gt;0.8%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-2879110259936712934?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/2879110259936712934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=2879110259936712934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/2879110259936712934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/2879110259936712934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/04/aids-this-makes-me-very-sad.html' title='AIDS- This makes me very sad...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-9094586305608499820</id><published>2008-04-04T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T20:33:17.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>health as it is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/R_bvYPaJ6hI/AAAAAAAACBA/d7YQ-NFPlzM/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/R_bvYPaJ6hI/AAAAAAAACBA/d7YQ-NFPlzM/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185595220695837202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wow.. I have been taking allergy medications to stop me dying here....  Oh wow,  Sneezing, itchy and watery eyes, stuffy nose, headaches, blurry vision, painful yaws...... Oh gawd.. Help me.   My immune system is compromised by  Crazy global warming California weather. One day HOT, then cold, then warm, then colder, then super hot again and then foggy...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Kathy for great advice.  Nausea has passed- NO , I am not Pregnant... Just suffering from sort of weird condition.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/R_byGfaJ6iI/AAAAAAAACBM/8lQAYhU5tyo/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/R_byGfaJ6iI/AAAAAAAACBM/8lQAYhU5tyo/s320/Picture+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185598214288042530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uh, but so what??  Henry's has all kinds of natural remedies to help me cope with     whatever I  have, and even temporary relief is very welcome by me. If Estonia was bigger, then this ALl natural  herbs could be huge business there, because you can pick ALL the herbs from nature , you just have to know what herbs they are...&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway. Spring brake has started and our family will start Road trip to   Yosemite.  I hope it brings some much needed relief and peace to our lives. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-9094586305608499820?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/9094586305608499820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=9094586305608499820&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/9094586305608499820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/9094586305608499820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/04/health-as-it-is.html' title='health as it is...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/R_bvYPaJ6hI/AAAAAAAACBA/d7YQ-NFPlzM/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-7592061962668503911</id><published>2008-03-29T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T15:29:41.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT THE *F* IS WRONG WITH ME??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/R-7BRPaJ6PI/AAAAAAAAB94/bep2o-Qk2SI/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/R-7BRPaJ6PI/AAAAAAAAB94/bep2o-Qk2SI/s320/Picture+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183292723088189682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just recovered from fuckin' flu. I was fine for 10 days. ONLY 10 DAYS??/ Thats  all I get ?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to bed 10.15 PM. And I woke up  this morning  9 AM with a banging headache and nausea ... and swollen tonsils and ringing in my ears.  Am I damned because I wrote badly about  our health care system? Or Is it because   people ask me why I am so anti Estonian( which I am not, or kind of I am uh whateva)   Anyway, I am sick again and it feels  like there is this huge rock tied to my chest....  Peppermint tea, camomille tea,  echinasea tea or however you spell this  anyway., vitamins, more camomille more peppermint, more fish and apples and gallons of water  and chicken noodle soup. Oh I feel crappidy crappy .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-7592061962668503911?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/7592061962668503911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=7592061962668503911&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/7592061962668503911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/7592061962668503911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-f-is-wrong-with-me.html' title='WHAT THE *F* IS WRONG WITH ME??'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/R-7BRPaJ6PI/AAAAAAAAB94/bep2o-Qk2SI/s72-c/Picture+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-7838977980980961808</id><published>2008-03-15T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T19:53:51.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/R9yHXoEiyoI/AAAAAAAAB4w/4Of5NMrI4XA/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/R9yHXoEiyoI/AAAAAAAAB4w/4Of5NMrI4XA/s320/Picture+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178162511532444290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am this point in my life , I have no point...lol.  I can't stand stupid drama or backstabbing. It is fun for a while, but  really.. Who cares...  I can't stand living in past and  hearing comments like- But  when I lived there,  but this is how things were done back then.... WHo the fuck cares how things were done 10 years ago... We should care how things should be done NOW. How to improve imperfections..  All I want is to people to take step back, breathe in and out- GO shop in  burlington "goat" factory and drink some red "whine".. and then start thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what drives me insane the most?  If you do not care, I am still telling you.&lt;br /&gt;I am pissed with American health system. I am thankful for all the great doctors  and nurses. And I think when America gets universal heatcare, our health will go downhill from there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. We pay our taxes- LOTS OF TAXES... Property tax for our family is almost 9000 dollars per year. And we get this bill sometimes in End of December.  Not happy.  But we want to live in this big $ 3700 dollars per month for 32 years kind of house..., 1000 dollars for utilities, ( trash , gas, electricity, water, exterminator, gardener,  community fees...etc.&lt;br /&gt; 700 dollars for food... AND our paycheck is gone.... GONE with a wind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we get monthly  medical bills- sometimes 500 dollars, sometimes 5000 dollars. Our february bill was  3000 dollars.  We still  have not payed it. They send us warning that they  will send collectors into our house blah blah blah.... Who cares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Now... Every time I go to CHLA I ask  from different people and families about  their medical  bills- Family from Iraq- they have been CHLA patients for over a year, THEY DO NOT HAVE TO PAY A PENNY FOR ANYTHING!!! Not even for a living.  Luckily our great government takes care of them and makes sure they are safe and healthy.... Oh, I forgot to mention- Wife has 2 mercedeses, one BMW, and some other car she was very proud about.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family  from mexico ( not all of them are that lucky)... pays nothing- because they know how to work this system...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family from America-  gets bills, cries and pays the bills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family from Russia- NON. they pay nothing NOt even a penny... Americans take care of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, not everybody gets this superior treatment... BUT  if  family from america drives  BMW, lives in a great house.. Makes 100 000 dollars per year...  and can handle lifestyle they live... And then add medical bills... life is over..&lt;br /&gt;I often hear people say.. Oh, they drive a great car, they must  have lot of money... yeah,, we have money to handle our "regular" expenses, but it does not include monthly extras like  medical bills, emotional support, doctors appointments because health issues due stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't America take care our OUR children first and then somebody else?   Who the fuck are they trying to impress? the whole world--- LOOK, I took care of your health over our countries health..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana is mad and upset and ready to explode...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-7838977980980961808?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/7838977980980961808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=7838977980980961808&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/7838977980980961808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/7838977980980961808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh.html' title='Oh..'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/R9yHXoEiyoI/AAAAAAAAB4w/4Of5NMrI4XA/s72-c/Picture+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-3416097329536095990</id><published>2008-02-03T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T19:42:50.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nahhh...blog that makes no sense</title><content type='html'>For a while I though I am going to close this blog, because I got sick of my negative side. I  disgusted myself  with my own negativity.. Not me at all..   &lt;br /&gt;I thought about it  for a minute and said to myself.... So what? There is nice side to all of us and mostly we show that pretty side... but I know  100 percent ,that all of us also have that nasty i know it all  side, and since most of us want to  stay safe we only smile and nod  and walk away from  drama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been watching Bad Girls Club( or whatever that show was), and I was watching that show   with dropped jaw( I think it hit the floor......),  and disbelief. HOW could anybody behave the way girls behaved in that show. It was purely disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were spitting in food, peeing on countetops and sinks, getting drunk and wasted and yuck....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOu know. I love to party once in a while. I like to get drunk once in a while.   I know I look like fool  and my face looks pretty screwed up... but There is no excuse for me to start a fight when I am drunk, or disrespect  people.. But I am not drinking every night, I am not drinking for breakfast, for lunch or dinner....  When things really get out of hand? Why people start  wanting to drink  for brakfast? Why they feel like they can't stop drinking? WHat is their excuse? When does addictions start?  IF I have glass of whine once a day during dinner- does it mean I am alcoholic? If I do not drink for couple of weeks, does it mean I am in remission and then after couple of weeks I had a drink I relapsed??&lt;br /&gt;I am talking about it because - seems like "everybody" is checking in to rehabs.  Is it next in thing to do to get publicity? Do I need publicity, attention? Should I check into rehab only because I really love my  once in a while glass of wine and  feel like I am addicted to cheese and wine?  Is there addiction clinic for Cheese lovers? Because  I like cheese on everything.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MZHBkC-dayg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MZHBkC-dayg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-3416097329536095990?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/3416097329536095990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=3416097329536095990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/3416097329536095990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/3416097329536095990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2008/02/nahhhblog-that-makes-no-sense.html' title='Nahhh...blog that makes no sense'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13416878.post-2291829776003151604</id><published>2007-12-22T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T13:13:01.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One...</title><content type='html'>One Tamale, 2 tamales 3 tamales- MORE, 4 tamales, 5 tamales , 6 tamales- I CAN't eat no more..&lt;br /&gt;Today Padres organization came to 4th floor and cooked lunch for all of us. My love to tamales is sickening.  I could eat them and eat them until I am ready to throw up. I can't say no to GOOD HOMEMADE TAMALES- this time they had 3 different types of tamales, El Salvadore'an,  Mexican, and some other tamales  with pinaple  junks in it. IT WAS HEAVENLY. I had 5 of them. I just  ate like I never seen food before.   They also had some soup, that was very flavorful  and had some kind of beans in it, but I was not sure what kinds. It  was one of the best Spanish food lunches I have had for a long while. Thanks again to those who made it possible. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13416878-2291829776003151604?l=darkertan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/feeds/2291829776003151604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13416878&amp;postID=2291829776003151604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/2291829776003151604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13416878/posts/default/2291829776003151604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkertan.blogspot.com/2007/12/one.html' title='One...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15943771641512161629'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>