<?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-13700603</id><updated>2009-11-12T06:23:05.113+03:00</updated><title type='text'>~Dreaming in Red~</title><subtitle type='html'>My mind..My thoughts...My life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-113749700215442256</id><published>2006-01-17T14:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T14:23:22.176+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Wash Away Those Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.dreamface.net/michal/?face=" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/Phay17/smrt.jpg" width="300" hieght="150" c="5" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Wash Away Those Years"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She came calling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One early morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She showed her crown of thorns &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She whispered softly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To tell a story &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;About how she had been wronged &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As she lay lifeless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He stole her innocence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And this is how she carried on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is how she carried on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well I guess she closed her eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And just imagined everything's alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But she could not hide her tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cause they were sent to wash away those years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They were sent to wash away those years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My anger's violent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But still I'm silent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When tragedy strikes at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know this decadence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is shared by millions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Remember you're not alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Remember you're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well if you just close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And just imagine everything's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But do not hide your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cause they were sent to wash away those years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well if you just close your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And just imagine everything's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But do not hide your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cause they were sent to wash away those years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They were sent to wash away those years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe we can wash away those years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For we have crossed many oceans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And we labor in between &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In life there are many quotients &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I hope I find the meanthe mean, the mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well if you just close your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And just imagine everything's alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But do not hide your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cause they were sent to wash away those years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well if you just close your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And just imagine everything's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But do not hide your tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cause they were sent to wash away those years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe we can wash away those years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hope that you can wash away those years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AZ lyrics&lt;/span&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/13700603-113749700215442256?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/113749700215442256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=113749700215442256&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113749700215442256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113749700215442256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2006/01/wash-away-those-years.html' title='Wash Away Those Years'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-113749728068994397</id><published>2006-01-01T02:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T14:28:00.690+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A new year to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This was definitly a new year to remember...i went over to D's house and chilled there playing games and having the most amazing dinner ever..then we went to Nadooys house and went crazy with the rest of my friends dancing played a few games and after  midnight we went back to D's place and crashed...I had so much fun and it was definitely a night to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-113749728068994397?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/113749728068994397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=113749728068994397&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113749728068994397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113749728068994397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-to-remember.html' title='A new year to remember'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-113571667871455523</id><published>2005-12-27T23:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T23:51:18.716+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Under construction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I decided to go check my blog out today and guess what..my whole template was erased for some reason..everything was lost..i got so pissed off cuz i have to start it all over again..so now this is the new blog layout...its still under construction..but hopefully it will be better than the one i had in the past...with a lot of new improvements...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-113571667871455523?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-113550780061975976</id><published>2005-12-21T22:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T13:50:00.620+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the SC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After school today my friend and I decided to take her 10month old nephew to the aquarium..it was fun seeing all the fish and sharks again hehe..but he was soo cute he kept on sitting by the glass and hitting it wanted to go in lol...it was fun..later on we decided to have chinese for dinner and watched some opera...it was a simple day of fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-113550780061975976?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/113550780061975976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=113550780061975976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113550780061975976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113550780061975976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/12/day-at-sc.html' title='Day at the SC'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-113550750718329414</id><published>2005-12-20T21:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T13:45:07.200+03:00</updated><title type='text'>NaDooy is back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My friend finally cameback from the states man the group missed her so much...it was really good to see her again..but man when i went to her place i was too hyper to the extent my friend thought that there was something wrong with me..i was cracking up like never before and started dancing like an idiot..i guess not sleeping effected me after all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-113550750718329414?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/113550750718329414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=113550750718329414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113550750718329414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113550750718329414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/12/nadooy-is-back.html' title='NaDooy is back'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-113441583195886097</id><published>2005-12-12T22:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T20:29:04.760+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi Finalist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was chekcing my email today and recieved this email about this poem i posted for a contest and guess what they said i'm a semi finalist...i'm SOOO EXCITED i never thought that would happen..i just did it for fun i hope i win...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-113441583195886097?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/113441583195886097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=113441583195886097&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113441583195886097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113441583195886097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/12/semi-finalist.html' title='Semi Finalist'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-113441569632761360</id><published>2005-12-06T20:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T22:28:49.630+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today was so interesting..I woke up at 6am to go to university and all..and i couldnt see a thing outside because of all the fog..there was like 0 visibility i had to put my head lights on in order to drive..it was freaky and scary cuz i was scared someone my crash into me since it was soo hard to see..and at night man was it freaky..it felt like i was in a horror movie or something...but it was cool at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fog at 6:30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/Phay17/Pic895.jpg" width="200" hieght="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/Phay17/Pic896.jpg" width="200" hieght="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/Phay17/Pic898.jpg" width="200" hieght="200" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-113441569632761360?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/113441569632761360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=113441569632761360&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113441569632761360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113441569632761360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/12/fog.html' title='Fog'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-113441515535550786</id><published>2005-12-04T22:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T22:22:49.633+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly Margarita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My friend and I were dying for Margarita's so we went to Sultan Center to buy some Margarita mix but they didn't have any...then we decided to go to Chi Chi's and order margarita's to go but to our luck they were out of margarita's...then we remembered that Hardrock had margarita's so we went and i ordered a strawberry margarita and my friend ordered a regular one...on our way to her place she took a sip of her drink and it tasted like lemonade..mine tasted like strawberry with lime..so it wasnt even close to a margarita...i was taking a few sips every now and then till we reached her place...we decided to put the drinks in the blender and put some ice with it..she did her drink and i told her to do mine..but when she opened the lid she freaked and called me...and guess what THERE WAS A DEAD FLY IN MY DRINK!!!!! I wish i checked it before leaving hardrock...i still cant believe there was a dead fly..thank god i didnt drink the whole drink...it sucked anyway...so from now on no more HARDROCK...just CHICHI plus chi chi's has the best margarita's i've ever taste...keep in mind they are all VIRGIN MARGARITAS hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the pics of that DEAD FLY it isn't that clear cuz i took the pics with my cell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/Phay17/Pic891.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/Phay17/Pic893.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/Phay17/Pic894.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-113441515535550786?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/113441515535550786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=113441515535550786&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113441515535550786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113441515535550786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/12/fly-margarita.html' title='Fly Margarita'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-113441449823589336</id><published>2005-12-03T22:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T22:22:07.190+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My Uncle recently brought a dog who i think is adorable...she's soooo energitic and just wont stop attacking my dog chui...its funny watching them play around and Chui just sitting there while she bits him...anyways here is SNOWY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Snowy" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/Phay17/Pic890.jpg" width="200" hieght="200" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-113441449823589336?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/113441449823589336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=113441449823589336&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113441449823589336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113441449823589336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/12/snowy.html' title='Snowy'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-113441431320593555</id><published>2005-11-20T21:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T22:20:12.073+03:00</updated><title type='text'>black cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've always wanted a black cat, but the whole superstition and yananwa thing made me not get one...its kinda freaky when u know a cat is possessed...thanks sis for the info bout that...well anyways when I came home tonight I sow this beautiful black cat that was sitting on top of a car..the fur was soo black and the eyes were deep blue..it was soo beautiful...so i decided to take a pic of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;here ya go its not that clear but thats the best i can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="black cat" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/Phay17/Pic883.jpg" width="200" hieght="200" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-113441431320593555?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/113441431320593555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=113441431320593555&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113441431320593555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113441431320593555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/11/black-cat.html' title='black cat'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-113124510950981625</id><published>2005-11-06T05:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T06:34:46.973+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I've had a really bad day today..the word bad doesnt even do justice to how crappy this day was...after talking to a few people i've realised that no one in my family trust me...they say one things to me and in my back they go ask about what i do in my spare time..where i go...who i talk to...how i'm like with others...WHAT THE HELL!!...i've decided never to talk to anyone anymore...thats it...i'll just go back to how i used to be and distance myself from them...i've tried so much to open up and when i finally have it backfired in an indirect way...now i'm just gonna shut up and take it like how i have in the past...They never knew and will never know what i'm going thru..my life to them is a closed book now...despite how bad i wanted them to be a part of it now i wont even let them in...to them i'll just be a person thats just there..my feelings they wont see...my thoughts they will never know...let them treat me the way they want to...i know i havent completly opened up to them about my problems other than a few things that were bothering me..but honestly thank god i haven't completly opened up...cuz now i'm gonna lock myself up and not let anyone from my family in anymore..i still love them though...all i have left to say is let's see what happens next..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-113124510950981625?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/113124510950981625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=113124510950981625&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113124510950981625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/113124510950981625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/11/end-of-me.html' title='The end of me'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-112967721727918205</id><published>2005-10-13T23:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T05:35:53.686+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Man today was hectic having to go from one place to another without my best friend D knowing becuase I was planning a surprise birthday party for her and was hoping everything would work out...I spend all morning with her then when it was time for Fotoor i told her that i had to go home cuz we are having my aunts over but ofcourse that was all a lie...then after fotoor i talked to my other friend F and she came over and we had to go get the cake and the rest of the stuff...then good thing is that when we arrive back to my place D's friends started to show up ofcourse i was shy to talk to them and all because i didn't know them...I called D up and told her to get her things ready since she was sleeping over that night and that I was on my way..I picked her up and her mom knew everything that was happening which was cool cuz she helped us plan this..then when we got to my place i msged F and told her that we arrived..then we went to the basement and when D opened the door she was shocked to see all her friends and definitly surprised which was cool hehe..they had fun playing with the helium balloons then we all went for a drive around our area throwing balloons out of the window and playing music and just going crazy..that night was definitly fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-112967721727918205?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/112967721727918205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=112967721727918205&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112967721727918205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112967721727918205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/10/surprise-party.html' title='Surprise Party'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-112967689693822252</id><published>2005-10-12T23:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T02:08:16.940+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It was great going to my old school reuinon despite not graduating from there. I got to see people i haven't seen for 10 years or so..it was so weird but it was fun catching up with them all. The most interesting part is seeing my middle school teacher who i havent seen for maybe around 13year if not more and to my surprise she still rememebers me :) but all in all it was fun the had contests some performances and live music..after that i just headed up and crashed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-112967689693822252?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/112967689693822252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=112967689693822252&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112967689693822252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112967689693822252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/10/reunion_12.html' title='Reunion'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-112967672084668799</id><published>2005-10-11T22:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T02:05:20.853+03:00</updated><title type='text'>New Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Fiannly got the Murano...I've been waiting forever it just took too long..but i got it and at first i was kinda scared to drive it cuz i was so used to the beetle but after a while i got used to it..its soo smooth and the sound system i'm just in love with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Here is the pic of the car...I got this off the internet but i'll take a better pic soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/Phay17/Misc/i3W113584_1.jpg" alt="Metallic Silver Murano" hieght="200" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-112967672084668799?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/112967672084668799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=112967672084668799&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112967672084668799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112967672084668799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-car.html' title='New Car'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-112879884295312407</id><published>2005-10-08T22:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T22:14:02.953+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye Beetle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Today was a sad day..i know you guys might think this is stupid..but i had to give up my VW beetle and it was difficult...I buildt so many memories in that car and been through a lot..i guess i'm just the type of person that gets to attached to things...this car ment so much to me...i was actually hoping that dad will let me keep it and not sell it..but i had to..it was so hard to say bye..it is a big part of my life and always will be...bye bye beetle...i'll sure miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-112879884295312407?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/112879884295312407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=112879884295312407&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112879884295312407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112879884295312407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/10/bye-bye-beetle.html' title='Bye bye Beetle'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-112879850845477233</id><published>2005-10-06T22:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T22:08:28.456+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nissan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Went to nissan today with my parents and my friend...dad finally brought me the car i'm soo excited..i got a metallic silver murano...i cant wait to drive it..it was a great day but it ended bad cuz i had a huge fight with my mom and a lecture from my dad...sometimes i feel like they dont understand me..i try to explain myself but i'm always shut down...and mom just yells at me..it was just soo bad that i couldnt take it anymore..i exploded in tears...i dunno i just feel like they are all against me..she tends to say i dont sit with her and i'm never home..but thats not true i do sit with here for the past weeks i come home early and have dinner with her all the time...except with she has he usual gathering...i really dunno what else to do? that night i ended up sleepin at my friends place cuz i just needed a bit of a break from them...then night ended good cuz i jsut put it behind me...and as usual held it all in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-112879850845477233?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/112879850845477233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=112879850845477233&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112879850845477233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112879850845477233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/10/nissan.html' title='Nissan'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-112879802541710420</id><published>2005-10-03T21:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T22:00:25.416+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Today was a good day..finally decided to go to basketball practice...and guess what i'm the Captian hehe that was great...what else? i found out that the government will be giving full time kuwaiti student workers 100kd each month..great i get to customise my car now..and not have to worry bout expenses that much...and when i got home i talked to dad about getting a new car and he agreed THANK GOD..il7imdilla this was definitly a good day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-112879802541710420?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/112879802541710420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=112879802541710420&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112879802541710420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112879802541710420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/10/good-news.html' title='Good news'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-112879827235063663</id><published>2005-10-01T22:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T22:04:32.350+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This was a good day after class i got to meet up with a friend of mine that i havent seen for 10 years...it was a great reunion..she was with my  other friend who i tend to talk to from time to time...we went to color me mine then had lunch at johnny rockets it was pure fun we were just catching up to all the things we missed..and man did we miss a lot...then we started talking about things we used to do in school a few years back and all the we sat in a coffee shop afterwards the weather was just to die for and we started talking about the states and uni...and to add to that i found out that there will be a reunion in my old school...so i'm pretty excited about that..despite not graduating from there..it would be great to go that a meet up with old friends...yalla inshalla all goes well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-112879827235063663?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/112879827235063663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=112879827235063663&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112879827235063663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112879827235063663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/10/reunion.html' title='Reunion'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-112879785767195479</id><published>2005-09-17T21:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T21:57:37.673+03:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The day went well but work is hectic...the worst thing is that i have to work everyday in the morning..so so tiring...but classes were really good..my best class so far is social psych that seems more interesting than my other classes...advertising class the prof is fun but he tends to make things difficult..my other classes all i can say is BORING..but i'm gonna try to get through em..other than that everything is going good this semester hopefully things will go well...alla ye3lam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-112879785767195479?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/112879785767195479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=112879785767195479&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112879785767195479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112879785767195479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-112879772075088021</id><published>2005-09-15T21:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T21:55:20.756+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It been a while since I last posted...well just a quick update..the wisdom teeth is out finally so no more pain thank god...but i know later on the others will be out...other than that my summer has been good...my bestfriend from the states came to visit me fore 2 weeks...we went to every single place in kuwait..and this museum that was very touching...it was about the Gulf war..they explained how it started and showed pictures and amazing work of art...you guys should check it out...what else? hmm i took a break from work for a month and that was great just needed time to relax but other than that its all good...but then i got a call that i had to come back to work for a student worker orientation that went ok i guess..then the week after i had to be at work at 8am everyday..that was tiring...then the orientation came and that went ok..despite a few rude new students other than that all is good..so was my mini summer update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-112879772075088021?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/112879772075088021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=112879772075088021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112879772075088021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112879772075088021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/09/finally-back.html' title='Finally back'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-112255880522292445</id><published>2005-07-28T16:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T16:55:29.943+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom teeth!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's killing me...my right jaw is just too much to handel right now...my day started really bad...ugh..the only good thing is I surprised my friend D with a few things..see the thing is she's renovating her room and I love doing that so she told me to do it for her..and I was soo excited cuz now i have something to do lol...so I gave it a nice touch..i'm still working on it..but i got her these really cool tigers..no people not real ones just statues and i'm really glad she likes them :)...we had lunch with her parents and then she put henna tattoos on me..they are still drying off so hopefully they come out good...Thank god her mom gave me really strong pain killer so that i don't have to feel the pain of this freaking wisdom tooth..i can finally eat and chew without feeling that pain..i need to get some of these pills so i can survive till saturday before going to the dentist..I hope everything gets better before S comes to visit..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-112255880522292445?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/112255880522292445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=112255880522292445&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112255880522292445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112255880522292445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/07/wisdom-teeth.html' title='Wisdom teeth!!'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-112255842276063770</id><published>2005-07-27T23:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T16:47:02.773+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally done with summer!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Well I'm finally gonna start my summer vacation no more summer school for me..finally done!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I can't wait till my friend gets here..its gonna be soo much fun D and I have soo much planned for her..we have this surprise for her when she gets here i better charge my cam so i can capture that shock on her face haha..well my days was pretty long yet short i dunno how to explain it..but so many things happened and I realised so much..the good thing is that i got a call from my sister..i'm glad she's doing good...what else? D's parents will be coming back so thats cool..i really miss her mom hehe..I called my friend in the states and she's soo excited about coming to visit me..its gonna be her first time in Kuwait...I cant wait to see that look on her face when she gets a taste of the weather here haha...hopfully she wont faint..well i guess that's my day for you...not that interesting but oh well..thats it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-112255842276063770?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/112255842276063770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=112255842276063770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&gt;AMAZING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-112206141512959860?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/112206141512959860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=112206141512959860&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112206141512959860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112206141512959860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/07/one-word.html' title='One word...'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-112185089026272854</id><published>2005-07-19T23:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T12:14:50.266+03:00</updated><title type='text'>another good day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It was a good day…went to school and was totally not in the mood..and the weather didn’t help much..it was soooo humid that it felt like you were like melting or something..everything fogged up in a second…I wonder how S will handle this weather..god help her haha..hopefully when she visits the weather is a bit better and less humid…anyways after class I went to chocolate bar to get some cheesecake cuz I was totally craving them..then got something and went grocery shopping then back to school..when I got there I sow D and just wanted to go home..the weather was just too much…we headed to the car..and BAM there is was…the good thing is that I am able to keep my mouth shut now haha…GOTCHA!!...the look on the face was just memorable..that I will never forget..and the reaction “no comment”..you guys have no idea what I’m talking about..its ok I’m just in the mood to confuse people..anyways I went back to D’s place to have lunch and spent the whole day there…we had lunch and she wanted to go fishing but the weather didn’t help so we ended up changing some stuff in her room..its was cool..i love doing that kinda thing..cuz I renovate my room every now and then it was fun…then at night we decided to go to IKEA and shop and man was it busy..cuz of this SALE they were having everyone was there that we had to park by the street infront of it cuz there was like a line of cars waiting to get into it’s parking lot..anyways we got some stuff and headed back to her place to set them up..so far its looking good…then I headed back home..worked on my essay and passed out…it was a good time..despite a name being mentioned a lot that made me cringe..it was all good…I really needed that day I guess…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                             &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 8!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13700603-112185089026272854?l=heavy-red.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/feeds/112185089026272854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13700603&amp;postID=112185089026272854&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112185089026272854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13700603/posts/default/112185089026272854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavy-red.blogspot.com/2005/07/another-good-day.html' title='another good day'/><author><name>Heavy Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01258051954100970707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14206530619207746587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13700603.post-112185012928081264</id><published>2005-07-19T11:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T12:02:09.286+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I am me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Uknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Everything that comes out of me is authentically me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Because I alone chose it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; I own everything about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Whether they be to others or to myself  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I own my fanatasies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My dreams, my hopes, my fears  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I own all my triumphs and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Successes, all my failures and mistakes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Because I own all of Me, I can become intimately acquainted with me by so doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I can love me and be friendly with me in all my parts I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There are aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Aspects that I do not know - but as long as I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And for ways to find out more about me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;However I Look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think and feel at a given moment in time is authentically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me - If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And felt turn out to be unfitting, I can discard that which is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Unfitting, keep the rest, and invent something new for that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Which I discarded - I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Productive to make sense and order out of the world of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;People and things outside of me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I own me, and therefore I can engineer me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am me and&lt;br /&gt;I AM OKAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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