<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093</id><updated>2012-02-11T20:24:05.450-06:00</updated><category term='Deep Thought'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='Other'/><category term='Journal Entry'/><category term='Personal Deep Thought'/><category term='Funny Moment'/><title type='text'>The Curious Case of the Blue Cat</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts and Wonders from the Blue Kitty</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-5453721121516250548</id><published>2012-02-09T04:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T04:30:36.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>A Few Bothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warning: Please do not let children read this. This is a dark entry that would scar them for life. Also, not for sensitive people. This does question religion in the afterlife beliefs. If you&amp;#39;re very religious and know your mind set in the possible afterlife, please do not read this entry. I do not wish to ruin anyone&amp;#39;s mind set. This is just a ponder for open minds.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Every night, for about a month or so, I feel insecure and afraid. I couldn&amp;#39;t figure out why... but after reading more of a fan-fiction called &amp;quot;My Little Dashie&amp;quot; that a friend showed me--and I quote from Rainbow Dash herself &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pn2RipI7Eb4" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;quot;Darn it! Now you got me acting all sappy.&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;--it has dawned on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/02/few-bothers.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-5453721121516250548?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/5453721121516250548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/02/few-bothers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/5453721121516250548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/5453721121516250548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/02/few-bothers.html' title='A Few Bothers'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-8438254978116464095</id><published>2012-02-04T02:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T02:03:11.852-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other'/><title type='text'>Funny Chat Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;We were on the topic of Phoenix Wright (A Nintendo Puzzle DS). Linked me to song remixes of the game. Then he said this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Friend: I heard someone actaully used one of the songs in law school durring a play trial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue SLY: lol really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Friend: Apparently so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue SLY: did he pass or fail? XD&lt;br /&gt;Blue SLY: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Friend: Everyone but the teacher got it.&lt;br /&gt;Friend: But yes it did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue SLY: yes what? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Friend: Pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue SLY: damn lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Friend: Now I know what to play when answering questions durring class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue SLY: too bad can't play that in real court&lt;br /&gt;Blue SLY: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Friend: I'd get up.&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Slam my desk.&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Point at the teahcer.&lt;br /&gt;Friend: And yell.&lt;br /&gt;Friend: "YOUR HONOR!"&lt;br /&gt;Friend: And then answer the questions.&lt;br /&gt;Friend: And present the page numbers as evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I died laughing right there. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-8438254978116464095?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/8438254978116464095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/02/funny-chat-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/8438254978116464095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/8438254978116464095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/02/funny-chat-moment.html' title='Funny Chat Moment'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-5792029545209559521</id><published>2012-02-02T17:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T17:03:22.872-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>My Stuffed Animals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;When I was a kid, and didn't had any friends to turn to for comfort or to vent, I would talk to my stuffed animals,&amp;nbsp;especially&amp;nbsp;my favorite "Mr. Bear." A stuffed teddy bear with a Hard Rock shirt on. He felt like the only friend for me at that time, that cared and listen. However the lack of life didn't really help much. Cleo, the cat, was able to do the comforting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Eventually, by the time I entered High School, I put him and my other stuffed animals I used to sleep with in bed&amp;nbsp;in the closet. I had to convince myself I couldn't rely on stuffed animals for advice and comfort in my entire life. Had to try to make real friends this time. I had friends as a kid... but couldn't really open up to them as they didn't really care. They couldn't understand either. Eventually I felt abandoned by them. Did make new friends, but like I said many times, couldn't really open up to them, in fear I would be a burden to them and&amp;nbsp;abandon&amp;nbsp;me. Didn't have them in any of my classes in High School anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I still have my stuffed animals in the closet to this day. They mean too much to me to give away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Even though I have great friends I can only talk to online, wish I had some in person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-5792029545209559521?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/5792029545209559521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-stuffed-animals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/5792029545209559521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/5792029545209559521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-stuffed-animals.html' title='My Stuffed Animals'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-295853608239847083</id><published>2012-02-01T01:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T02:46:32.569-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other'/><title type='text'>Staying Positive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Been trying to stay positive for awhile. Here's what I came up with so far:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Still Alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Still have friends, didn't lose any. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;May have a job eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Not being able to pay rent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Taking a semester off to get my thoughts together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Sorta well fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Progressed a bit in Ruby than I've had in any Pokemon game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Gave dad's movie gift, "Watchmen", a try. It's okay... second half finally made some sense... still some plot holes though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;No injuries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Had a good laugh from &lt;a href="http://www.precociouscomic.com/archive/comic/2012/02/01" target="_blank"&gt;Precocious&lt;/a&gt; after watching half of the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Not doing drugs, smoking, or anything illegal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Not in trouble with the law or have a criminal record (so far so good).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Not being an intentional jerk to others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Open minded (for the most part).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Saw two cute videos: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSFB2ytWJLQ" target="_blank"&gt;Sleepy Baby Bunny&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ub4n9Qx8_uc" target="_blank"&gt;Lyze - The Happiest Owlet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Not in a gang or part of a mafia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Have a few friends I can turn to when I feel down, although I need to stop abusing that as I feel I'm about to annoy them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;That's all I can think of at this time... guess that's an okay list. Could be better, but it'll do. :)&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/6154980809257315093-295853608239847083?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/295853608239847083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/02/staying-positive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/295853608239847083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/295853608239847083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/02/staying-positive.html' title='Staying Positive'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-2120152880929242098</id><published>2012-01-30T05:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T05:35:29.521-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Pokemon Controversy: Agree, Disagree, and Confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I was looking around &lt;a href="http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Main_Page" target="_blank"&gt;Bulbapedia&lt;/a&gt;, while playing with Ruby for move and stat info between two Pokemon that are in relation of evolution. Then I wondered off to something else and came to here: &lt;a href="http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Pokemon_controversy" target="_blank"&gt;Pokemon Controversy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Few of these accusations/concerns I agree with, some I don&amp;#39;t really understand, rest... I just wanna slap them basically for not having an open mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/pokemon-controversy-agree-disagree-and.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-2120152880929242098?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/2120152880929242098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/2120152880929242098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/pokemon-controversy-agree-disagree-and.html' title='Pokemon Controversy: Agree, Disagree, and Confused'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-7458717321871231588</id><published>2012-01-29T02:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T02:17:36.014-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other'/><title type='text'>Pokemon: Missed, Regrets, Idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I need to learn to not overdue than what is needed. That being said, need to also keep my curiosity in check as it may remind me of my past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I was using &lt;a href="http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Main_Page" target="_blank"&gt;Bulbapedia (Pokemon Wiki)&lt;/a&gt; to look up weaknesses in wild Pokemon I face, in Ruby, to plan which Pokemon to bring with me. I then got curious on one thing to another. I haven&amp;#39;t been up-to-date with Pokemon since Ruby and Sapphire came out, game wise. As for Anime wise, somewhere in the first series (Johto and Kanto regions). Looking at new characters, missing information of what happened with the old character(s) and where the new one came from. Just seeing all that made me feel so... outdated and old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/pokemon-missed-regrets-idea.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-7458717321871231588?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/7458717321871231588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/pokemon-missed-regrets-idea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/7458717321871231588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/7458717321871231588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/pokemon-missed-regrets-idea.html' title='Pokemon: Missed, Regrets, Idea'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-1779463408814183191</id><published>2012-01-26T02:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T02:39:28.730-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal Entry'/><title type='text'>Journal Entry #13</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Started playing Pokemon Ruby again, after not playing it for years on an old save file. Think I&amp;#39;m doing better than I did years ago, in general of Pokemon games... but now I don&amp;#39;t have anyone to battle/trade with. I did as a kid between Red/Blue/Yellow and Gold/Silver versions... but the &amp;quot;peers&amp;quot; I had weren&amp;#39;t very motivated, but would tease me if I made a mistake or got a bit lost... they were 3 badges ahead of me. I made a mistake once of using a master ball on a Ditto, it was the only pokeball I had at that time and got teased at. I asked &amp;quot;How do I get the bike?&amp;quot; in Blue and I got laughed at... by middle school I had to accept the fact they weren&amp;#39;t really my friends and went on to try to find new ones. I was always easy to be picked on... left helpless without anyone to go to for comfort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/journal-entry-13.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-1779463408814183191?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/1779463408814183191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/journal-entry-13.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/1779463408814183191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/1779463408814183191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/journal-entry-13.html' title='Journal Entry #13'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-4596584371952597511</id><published>2012-01-20T04:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T04:34:00.538-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>My Learning Skill: Not Able to Improve with Others</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;As I sit here, listening to early tracks of the Gorlliaz like &amp;quot;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dU_in_BNJlg" target="_blank"&gt;Feel Good Inc&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NxziFMyRwDg" target="_blank"&gt;Kids With Guns&lt;/a&gt;&amp;quot; &amp;quot;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TEB56tk7I88" target="_blank"&gt;El Manana&lt;/a&gt;&amp;quot; &amp;quot;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ondpLxoRJuk" target="_blank"&gt;19/2000 (Soulchild remix)&lt;/a&gt;&amp;quot; (Original &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x46GaoCodAQ" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) that I would listen to back in my early years of high school, and possibly 8th grade in middle school, has me thinking about my learning skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Seems during my 13 years of school... I have always felt rushed, not to do my best... but to BE the best... to always get the best grades. Eventually I was doing okay in school... but by the time I got to middle school... I felt like I was lagging behind. Sure my grades were able to pass... but I don&amp;#39;t feel I got enough appreciation for them. When I thought I was good in a class... there would always be someone else who would be far better than me. That alone would cause me to push myself over the edge so I can prove to myself and others that I am actually better at something than anyone else can possibly can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-learning-skill-not-able-to-improve.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-4596584371952597511?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/4596584371952597511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-learning-skill-not-able-to-improve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/4596584371952597511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/4596584371952597511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-learning-skill-not-able-to-improve.html' title='My Learning Skill: Not Able to Improve with Others'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-8348875401487588787</id><published>2012-01-20T03:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T03:35:04.237-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>"El Manana"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Every time I hear the chorus from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TEB56tk7I88" target="_blank"&gt;El Manana&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;by the Gorillaz, "I saw that day. Lost my mind. Lord I'm fine. Maybe in time, you'll be mine," it hits me hard. At first, for years, wasn't really sure why... but just recently today... I see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;This is what each sentence mean to me personally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"I saw that day." is the day I saw my crush get out of my sight and grasp. "Lost my mind." is when I started to feel depressed, paranoid, and angry. "Lord I'm fine." was when I was facing a battle of depression and thoughts of suicide, where I was escaping the grasp of suicide and fighting off the depression. ...can't remember what gave me the power though. "Maybe in time, you'll be mine." Is in hopes I may have my childhood crush. Time will tell I guess... for now I'm single as I ever been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-8348875401487588787?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/8348875401487588787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/el-manana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/8348875401487588787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/8348875401487588787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/el-manana.html' title='&quot;El Manana&quot;'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-4976767677137754729</id><published>2012-01-19T04:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T04:23:36.100-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal Entry'/><title type='text'>Journal Entry #12</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Niece and Nephew visited tonight. Glad this visit was very tolerable... seems I can handle kids when they&amp;#39;re not so hyper and screaming their heads off. ...guess I still wouldn&amp;#39;t be able to be a good parent... if I ever want to have children that is; currently don&amp;#39;t but time may change that. Helped my nephew with math, simplifying fractions. I&amp;#39;m very good in math so tutoring was easy (sort of).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/journal-entry-12.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-4976767677137754729?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/4976767677137754729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/journal-entry-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/4976767677137754729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/4976767677137754729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/journal-entry-12.html' title='Journal Entry #12'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-5546410817180010450</id><published>2012-01-16T16:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T16:46:39.952-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>Thoughts of "MLK Day"?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;While preparing food for me, Dad asked me a question, &amp;quot;What are your thoughts of MLK Day?&amp;quot; Which also implies to how modern African Americans (A.A.) use their freedom as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;This is my perspective, try not to take it out of proportion. I have no hate on Africans Americans... but I am slightly paranoid of them (varies on how I first see them in appearance and character).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/thoughts-of-mlk-day.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-5546410817180010450?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/5546410817180010450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/thoughts-of-mlk-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/5546410817180010450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/5546410817180010450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/thoughts-of-mlk-day.html' title='Thoughts of &quot;MLK Day&quot;?'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-119488337575530639</id><published>2012-01-12T03:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T03:45:23.412-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>Does Love Exist for Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Feeling a bit depressed right now... just found out the class slut is married and has a 1 year born. Yet another person I know from my class/generation who is engaged/married or had at least one love relationship. ...I know I&amp;#39;m still young and have plenty of time--if I had a dollar every time I heard that phrase, I&amp;#39;d have $50 or so (USD).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I wish I wasn&amp;#39;t so shy, nervous, scared, paranoid, judgmental, quiet, boring and depressing in real life when I&amp;#39;m around people I don&amp;#39;t know, or barely know; plus I find myself constantly saying stupid depressing things. I may have said this before... but I&amp;#39;ve tried to be social, lighten up and expand my horizons... but in most cases never catches on. I give one thing a try and I either forget about it or accept it into my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/does-love-exist-for-me.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-119488337575530639?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/119488337575530639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/does-love-exist-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/119488337575530639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/119488337575530639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/does-love-exist-for-me.html' title='Does Love Exist for Me?'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-1862617575324403659</id><published>2012-01-06T23:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T03:17:41.131-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>"The Five People You Meet In Heaven"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Just saw a heart warming movie, &amp;quot;The Five People You Meet in Heaven&amp;quot;. Based on the novel from Mitch Albom, author of &amp;quot;Tuesday with Morrie&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;It was on the TV my folks were watching when I walked in the room... it really grabbed me, missed a few minutes of it, but minor details is all. It&amp;#39;s one of those &amp;quot;heart warming&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;gets to you&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;possible afterlife path&amp;quot; thought movie. Dad chocked in tears, after the second person of five, on who the protagonist meets in his afterlife to heaven, that between the third and forth... tears were threatening to come from my eyes. It&amp;#39;s hard for me to let out emotions, so it was easy to hold them off. Didn&amp;#39;t want to show weakness... but that&amp;#39;s just a cop out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-saw-heart-warming-movie-five.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-1862617575324403659?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/1862617575324403659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-saw-heart-warming-movie-five.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/1862617575324403659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/1862617575324403659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-saw-heart-warming-movie-five.html' title='&quot;The Five People You Meet In Heaven&quot;'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-7731285793521719946</id><published>2012-01-04T03:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T03:36:42.698-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>At Times, it Hurts to Accept</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/comics/68/39.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/comics/68/39.png" width="224"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/c68/p39.html" target="_blank"&gt;Chapter 68: &amp;quot;December&amp;quot;, Page 39&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;By Veronica “Taeshi” Vera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I know I made a similar entry like this back in October (&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/related-to-character.html" target="_blank"&gt;Related to a Character&lt;/a&gt;)... but this slightly different. In this final page of the chapter, that ended in December 30th (had to take some time to get my thoughts together), this page reminded me of how I had to accept the truth that &amp;quot;she&amp;quot; wouldn&amp;#39;t love me back, that times changed us both, despite how long I had a crush on &amp;quot;her&amp;quot; and how long I waited to see &amp;quot;her&amp;quot; again, with a side of desperation for love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;In this page, Lucy is finally accepting the fact that Mike, whom she had a crush on for years, doesn&amp;#39;t have the same feelings for her, and doesn&amp;#39;t want to be friends anymore, after a one sided argument with Mike, where Mike finally spoke his feelings about Lucy. (Read the chapter for more details).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;While I never had such an argument with my crush... I can still relate to Lucy&amp;#39;s reaction and her accepting the truth from what Augustus said to her in the Library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I am glad my crush... well ex-crush I should have been saying, has found someone she&amp;#39;s happy with. I know it&amp;#39;s a distance... but I&amp;#39;m glad to know she&amp;#39;s still happy with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/at-times-it-hurts-to-accept.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-7731285793521719946?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/7731285793521719946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/at-times-it-hurts-to-accept.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/7731285793521719946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/7731285793521719946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2012/01/at-times-it-hurts-to-accept.html' title='At Times, it Hurts to Accept'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-5128126168420698092</id><published>2011-12-30T01:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:02:08.556-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>When I Was Actually Happy and Free of Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/_images/51057aff95a5511ca73c1b49245261c0/" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/_images/51057aff95a5511ca73c1b49245261c0/" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/post/view/5324" target="_blank"&gt;Anialator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Seeing this fan-picture of Mike and Lucy, during middle school years I believe it is taking place, being friends back then, reminded me of something... something of my past that I&amp;#39;ve long forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I wasn&amp;#39;t always thinking, so paranoid, so judgemental, so tense. I was more happy, carefree, and not thinking so much. Even had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I wonder now where all that has gone... how I am right now today... just isn&amp;#39;t working out for me. Too late for me to go back to being happy and such. I&amp;#39;ve tried... but my current state just overcomes it easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/12/when-i-was-actually-happy-and-thought.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-5128126168420698092?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/5128126168420698092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/12/when-i-was-actually-happy-and-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/5128126168420698092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/5128126168420698092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/12/when-i-was-actually-happy-and-thought.html' title='When I Was Actually Happy and Free of Thoughts'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-3581280174262316538</id><published>2011-12-25T13:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T01:04:55.496-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other'/><title type='text'>This Year's Christmas Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Mirror&amp;#39;s Edge (PC)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;quot;Watchmen&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Razor Set (since I always borrowed dad&amp;#39;s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Blue Nike Long Sleeve Shirt (For around the house)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Black Adiddas Sweat Pants (For around the house)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Food: Beef Sasuages, Dried Fruit Bars (organic, various flavors, various brands), Fruit Snacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;4 from the folks, 1 from a friend. To be honest, this is a lot compared to how the economy is. 4 to me at this time would be like 8-10 when I was little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-years-christmas-presents.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-3581280174262316538?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/3581280174262316538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-years-christmas-presents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/3581280174262316538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/3581280174262316538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-years-christmas-presents.html' title='This Year&apos;s Christmas Presents'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-7173740902317871952</id><published>2011-12-17T17:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T17:46:55.367-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal Entry'/><title type='text'>Journal Entry #11</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/_images/d01f9bf85b511f6a0fa81e1015aa1613/" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/_images/d01f9bf85b511f6a0fa81e1015aa1613/" width="320"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/post/view/5095" target="_blank"&gt;By Vicse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Went to my grandpa&amp;#39;s 81st birthday... can&amp;#39;t shake the feeling it might be his last though. When the pastor came over, was invited... I felt a slight chill of death approaching soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Anyway, I wasn&amp;#39;t that all cheerful. I wasn&amp;#39;t depressed... but just bummed. College for starters... I really want to call it quits and find some source of income, as getting a job will be sorta difficult for me. I know I will have to leave my comfort zone...but one of the steps will just be too big me to make alone. I want to work with someone I know well enough, that will give me a good start of having a job. I don&amp;#39;t do well around strangers that I don&amp;#39;t know... I try to open up, but always get a chill of loneliness. I know I can&amp;#39;t be in my shell forever... but due to past experiences, I&amp;#39;m too cautious and paranoid. I want to have a job where I have to interact with few people as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/12/journal-entry-11.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-7173740902317871952?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/7173740902317871952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/12/journal-entry-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/7173740902317871952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/7173740902317871952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/12/journal-entry-11.html' title='Journal Entry #11'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-6134715917303037289</id><published>2011-12-07T06:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T06:12:08.220-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>The Proportion Explosioner</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Just ignore whatever ____ says. You&amp;#39;re better off not listening to anything he says these days... he&amp;#39;s been blowing things out of proportion for about a month, and tends to mostly exaggerate everything.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I was letting someone know not to take a certain someone serious... as always, the certain someone, once again, blew it out of proportion when it&amp;#39;s merely a fact about him. Same guy who finds &amp;quot;Frick&amp;quot; offensive and who also called me cancer, although he denies it, still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/12/proportion-explosioner.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-6134715917303037289?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/6134715917303037289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/12/proportion-explosioner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/6134715917303037289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/6134715917303037289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/12/proportion-explosioner.html' title='The Proportion Explosioner'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-548218652761460035</id><published>2011-12-03T05:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T06:04:39.305-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Moment'/><title type='text'>Team Fortress 2: Funny Pyro Blast Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XqX38L_6fWY/TtoK_qNKDjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/qC9JhX0nMLw/s1600/2011-12-03_00004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XqX38L_6fWY/TtoK_qNKDjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/qC9JhX0nMLw/s400/2011-12-03_00004.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;There&amp;#39;s a funny story behind these kills. As I was in the process of re-spawning, I looked through the cameras in spectator mode to see where the enemy case was in our intel room. I noticed a solider was down there, so I switched to pyro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/12/team-fortress-2-funny-pyro-blast-story.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-548218652761460035?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/548218652761460035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/12/team-fortress-2-funny-pyro-blast-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/548218652761460035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/548218652761460035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/12/team-fortress-2-funny-pyro-blast-story.html' title='Team Fortress 2: Funny Pyro Blast Story'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XqX38L_6fWY/TtoK_qNKDjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/qC9JhX0nMLw/s72-c/2011-12-03_00004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-8270104339586751119</id><published>2011-11-29T05:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T05:46:50.497-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>Can't Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;It&amp;#39;s 5am, tried to sleep at around 3, only got an hour worth of sleep. Too much on my mind, too many doubts about myself. Feel too much like a failure, too much of a curse. Like in a TF2 game: I join one team, we lose; I switch teams, the other team starts to win. It happens too much to be a coincidence. I&amp;#39;m just bad luck around people, even myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;No matter what decision I make, it&amp;#39;s always a bad one. I can&amp;#39;t learn from my mistakes. No matter how hard I try I can&amp;#39;t get better at anything. I&amp;#39;m too judgmental, too arrogant, too ignorant. I have no respect for others, because it&amp;#39;s been difficult for me to give any, just like trust. I don&amp;#39;t know how to change for the better, got no one watching over me and showing me what I&amp;#39;m doing wrong. I keep blaming it on others--often I&amp;#39;m right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/cant-sleep.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-8270104339586751119?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/8270104339586751119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/cant-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/8270104339586751119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/8270104339586751119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/cant-sleep.html' title='Can&apos;t Sleep'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-6183860010352451457</id><published>2011-11-22T01:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T04:58:58.006-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other'/><title type='text'>E.E. Fan Animation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i5mdJMy2xpM" target="_blank"&gt;E.E. Fan Animation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Something I made a few years ago for contest to win a shroomie plushie... it's cute and still in the plastic package it came in... it has a hole in it don't worry. Basically, submit any fan work--art, music, animation, video, etc.--and you enter a chance to win. While mine wasn't showcased in the forums, I was given the reward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;...I do feel guilty me and others got the plushie and afraid that others will be wanting one, when it's going to be impossible now since EER (Earth Eternal Reborn) is closing down, again, due to the company not listening to their community and shooing away their vets and fans, which are accused of the game's downfall last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;There's more to that... but it's not worth bringing up here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-6183860010352451457?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/6183860010352451457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/ee-fan-animation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/6183860010352451457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/6183860010352451457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/ee-fan-animation.html' title='E.E. Fan Animation'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-3114873174811364365</id><published>2011-11-21T04:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T05:09:37.650-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>Many Tries, Getting Worse</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/_images/692f3409eec5cb876bd845bb8167b1d2/" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/_images/692f3409eec5cb876bd845bb8167b1d2/" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/post/view/3017" target="_blank"&gt;Knux-The-Killer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Seems like no matter how many times I try to get better at something, I always end up getting worse. Wish I new what my talent is... I used to play the recorder during late elementary... but lost interest somehow in it. I'm not very athletic, not very descriptive enough to make stories, be a critic, or something. Don't have much patience for art, can't really sing without my throat getting sore and/or filled with saliva quickly. Not very&amp;nbsp;sociable, difficult to play with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Easily outspoken, always taken advantage of... not much room for me to speak. Don't have anything to contribute or benefit on. I really got nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;One friend says I'm fun... but I just don't see it... if I'm so fun... then why am I rarely invited?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;This is both depressing and upsetting... "Everyone has a purpose" as the saying goes... apparently I don't have one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-3114873174811364365?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/3114873174811364365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/many-tries-getting-worse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/3114873174811364365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/3114873174811364365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/many-tries-getting-worse.html' title='Many Tries, Getting Worse'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-814173491377042620</id><published>2011-11-18T03:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T03:15:13.179-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal Entry'/><title type='text'>Journal Entry #10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Haven&amp;#39;t made an entry for awhile... guess there hasn&amp;#39;t been much to post lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;For the past week, beaten 3 (out of 4) games that I gotten free from a raffle event from a steam group--yes it&amp;#39;s a legit group and the contest was a random pick of two people. Prize condition: Pick any games that lead up to a value of $35 OR one game of $50 value. I picked 4, which was 4 cents away to the max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.steampowered.com/app/33650/" target="_blank"&gt;Puzzler World&lt;/a&gt; (Bunch of puzzle games)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.steampowered.com/app/48000/" target="_blank"&gt;LIMBO&lt;/a&gt; (Indie Noir-like Game)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.steampowered.com/app/58200/" target="_blank"&gt;Jolly Rover&lt;/a&gt; (Cartoon Adventure Game, good for new players in the genre)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.steampowered.com/app/107100/" target="_blank"&gt;Bastion&lt;/a&gt; (Epic RPG Game)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/journal-entry-10.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-814173491377042620?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/814173491377042620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/journal-entry-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/814173491377042620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/814173491377042620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/journal-entry-10.html' title='Journal Entry #10'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-102857315587600863</id><published>2011-11-13T20:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T20:44:21.218-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal Entry'/><title type='text'>Journal Entry #9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nerf War!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Victor: Who cares? IT WAS FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;The youth group (about 5 members from middle to high school, somewhat including me) held a Nerf war at the church tonight, from 5 to 8, for a good 1 1/2 hours (took about an hour for them to set up the area with tables and such). I don&amp;#39;t have modern Nerf guns that I could bring to be used in the event, did bring the three I got from 90&amp;#39;s and early 2000&amp;#39;s. They look good, but the performance is decent to awful. I haven&amp;#39;t used them in years, just been on a shelf collecting dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/journal-entry-9.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-102857315587600863?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/102857315587600863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/journal-entry-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/102857315587600863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/102857315587600863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/journal-entry-9.html' title='Journal Entry #9'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-2930832564367399931</id><published>2011-11-13T04:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T04:40:39.991-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>"Sadness and Sorrow"</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs27/i/2008/068/6/9/Art_trade_for_KlonoaLuvr5272_by_Hyrika.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs27/i/2008/068/6/9/Art_trade_for_KlonoaLuvr5272_by_Hyrika.jpg" width="170"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://hyrika.deviantart.com/gallery/8445135#/d1bbbng" target="_blank"&gt;Hyrika&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;The King of Sorrow, or KoS for short, is a character from Klonoa 2: Lunatea&amp;#39;s Veil. He only shows at the end of the game, not much is really said about him. However he makes silhouette appearances in the game, asking for help.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He lives alone in a kingdom that was forgotten in the world of Lunatea, covered by the ocean--the veil. (It&amp;#39;s been a long time since I&amp;#39;ve played this game.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I found this picture from this video, including the song &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Tl0WT-VVJ8" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;quot;Sadness and Sorrow v2&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt; (link in the description for the song.) I also found a remake of the song, &lt;a href="http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/196951" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;quot;Sadness and Sorrow Remake&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;. Seeing this picture and listening to the song, preferable the remake, really hits you hard. It really gives you an image of him wondering around in his forgotten and bizarre kingdom. Wanting something, looking for help--he gets help by entering Klonoa&amp;#39;s dreams, calling for help, but not revealing himself who he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/sadness-and-sorrow.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-2930832564367399931?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/2930832564367399931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/sadness-and-sorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/2930832564367399931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/2930832564367399931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/sadness-and-sorrow.html' title='&quot;Sadness and Sorrow&quot;'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-3584431387615686859</id><published>2011-11-08T13:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T13:33:22.525-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other'/><title type='text'>MJ Case Over, Now Shut Up Dieheart MJ Fans!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;The doctor was found guilty... what a joke. Seriously that whole case was a joke! Wasn&amp;#39;t the doctor getting paid by MJ anyway? What reason would he have to kill MJ? MJ was sick in the mind soon as he was doing those surgeries to go from black male to white female. Seriously... scapegoat much by majority MJ fans who deny that he may have overdosed himself? The doctor gave him the prescription and MJ was in charge of taking them himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/mj-case-over-now-shut-up-dieheart-mj.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-3584431387615686859?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/3584431387615686859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/mj-case-over-now-shut-up-dieheart-mj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/3584431387615686859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/3584431387615686859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/mj-case-over-now-shut-up-dieheart-mj.html' title='MJ Case Over, Now Shut Up Dieheart MJ Fans!'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-2482397291234565471</id><published>2011-11-06T06:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T03:14:39.764-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other'/><title type='text'>A Bother Ni</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;A lot has happened this week. Basically someone I know was getting paranoid and belligerent to others, also very sensitive that a mere child to a pre-teen would only get angry about. He was blindly and aggressively accusing someone of being someone else that majority of that community disliked/hated (withholding details). Apparently his method was very foolish, only to get this person&amp;#39;s attention to clarify. Despite how many times the accused said countless of times he was not this said person, the accuser kept denying it and was &amp;quot;confused&amp;quot; why he was getting angry in the first place when he only wanted an answer, despite his rude and harassing approach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/bother-ni.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-2482397291234565471?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/2482397291234565471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/bother-ni.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/2482397291234565471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/2482397291234565471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/bother-ni.html' title='A Bother Ni'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-4678579682980003341</id><published>2011-11-02T05:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T05:38:35.438-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>Observing Others, Excluding Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/_images/846069af18a0aaa60cda37fd89cbb0e4" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" ida="true" src="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/_images/846069af18a0aaa60cda37fd89cbb0e4" width="320"&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/post/view/4601"&gt;Knux-the-Killer &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I&amp;#39;ve always felt something dangerous is inside of me for years: Rage, anger, hatred, revenge, cold-blood. You name it, it was there. It&amp;#39;s still inside of me, sealed by a door that has attempted to break it down to get out and overcome me. To cause harm to those that have caused harm to me, and those who care... but in a violent rampage.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;ve been able to keep control of my anger in 4 years of high school, and a year of middle. Not much anger issues lately similar to those events. I can&amp;#39;t relax... I don&amp;#39;t know the meaning of &amp;quot;Fun&amp;quot;... I don&amp;#39;t know what the meaning is to &amp;quot;good&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;calm&amp;quot;, nor how to be a friend. Don&amp;#39;t even know the meaning of &amp;quot;love&amp;quot; anymore. It&amp;#39;s not that I don&amp;#39;t know... it&amp;#39;s that I don&amp;#39;t remember since I&amp;#39;ve always been in this emo state for years, at soonest 8th grade (roughly 8 years ago). I always keep looking on the negative sides and barely on the positive sides. I&amp;#39;m too damn sarcastic that it puts people down and drives them away from me. Barely anyone have lend a helping hand... but at times that hand is no long available, and I feel alone again, unaware what I did wrong.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/observing-others-excluding-self.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-4678579682980003341?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/4678579682980003341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/observing-others-excluding-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/4678579682980003341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/4678579682980003341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/observing-others-excluding-self.html' title='Observing Others, Excluding Self'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-2713588037568515566</id><published>2011-11-01T03:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T18:42:02.297-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other'/><title type='text'>TF2 Cheater/hacker Caught On Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Faced a Team Fortress 2 cheater/hacker in a Halloween event server a few nights ago. Looked through the players I played recent in that last game (was easier to track) and only this one steam account seemed to be connected to it. If you don&amp;#39;t have a steam account, you won&amp;#39;t be able to view it as s/he has it private to non-steam users. There is links in the descriptions that provides screenshots of his TF2 stats that are stupidly ridiculous. Also, keep the annotation on as I found this person again in a game that he joined for only a few minutes after dying only once. I stayed in spectator till this person left the game, didn&amp;#39;t want to be in the game with or against him. The first time I ran into him was when I entered and he was already in-game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cuB7ij8XkQg" target="_blank"&gt;TF2 Cheater &amp;quot;El-presendente&amp;quot; aka &amp;quot;zbealeo&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/tf2-cheaterhacker-caught-on-video.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-2713588037568515566?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/2713588037568515566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/tf2-cheaterhacker-caught-on-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/2713588037568515566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/2713588037568515566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/11/tf2-cheaterhacker-caught-on-video.html' title='TF2 Cheater/hacker Caught On Video'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-8632162782683965495</id><published>2011-10-28T15:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T15:12:53.215-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal Entry'/><title type='text'>Journal Entry #8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Just took Grandma to a few stops, since Grandpa isn't feeling very well that he wasn't able to drive. Pharmacy, Bank, and Grocery Store in that order. It was a bit nervous as I was driving on streets I wasn't familiar with, plus first time I had a passenger in my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite it being nervous, I needed to get out anyway. It was good drive, despite having to drive on the highway with two oversized vehicles: some sort of house and construction mobile being transfered on the way to her complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun I suppose. I'm trying to recapture the meaning of fun... but I think it was. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-8632162782683965495?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/8632162782683965495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/8632162782683965495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/8632162782683965495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-8.html' title='Journal Entry #8'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-6840088675284336785</id><published>2011-10-27T04:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T18:23:30.791-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other'/><title type='text'>Unlisted Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CJH5MvQKpf8" target="_blank"&gt;Great Timing Between Vent and Gaming&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;This happened in spring... it was just the timing of the rant and the game that I found hilarious. XD The rant is really nothing now... old drama basically that is now dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is by me, by the way. Note: It is loud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-6840088675284336785?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/6840088675284336785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/unlisted-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/6840088675284336785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/6840088675284336785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/unlisted-video.html' title='Unlisted Video'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-2011941180309690763</id><published>2011-10-26T05:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T13:47:47.896-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>Related to a Character</title><content type='html'>﻿ &lt;br&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/comics/68/11.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/comics/68/11.png" width="224"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/c68/p11.html" target="_blank"&gt;Chapter 68: December, Page 11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;By &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Veronica “Taeshi” Vera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I find it a bit creepy how I can fully relate to this character in this page alone. I have before been relating to Augustus for a few chapters ago... but this really hit it exactly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;About that girl I had a crush on... well like Augustus, I also have come to terms that she doesn&amp;#39;t have the same feelings for me as I did for her years ago. It does hurt me to see her with someone else... but from what I can tell, she&amp;#39;s happy with him. While I don&amp;#39;t see her often, I do keep track of her via facebook. They had their ups and downs... but they&amp;#39;re engaged and planning to get married by spring, by the time her baby is born--she has a step daughter, the bf&amp;#39;s daughter, that is in her kid age I assume.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/related-to-character.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-2011941180309690763?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/2011941180309690763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/related-to-character.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/2011941180309690763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/2011941180309690763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/related-to-character.html' title='Related to a Character'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-7326161648283420904</id><published>2011-10-24T20:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T16:54:00.859-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other'/><title type='text'>A Bother...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;A cousin of mine posted on facebook a picture of her son in a bathtub with pink-shampoo on his head that looks like a top hat. My main concern is that someone may use this as child pornography. I don&amp;#39;t know what her privacy settings are at, but the way the picture was taken, just a tad bit below the waist line, but not showing anything that would really classify as pornography, really has me concerned. I showed this to my parents, Dad sorta bluntly said &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s fine&amp;quot; however Mom did understand my concern and said &amp;quot;Trust that your cousin has her privacy settings set correctly.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/bother.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-7326161648283420904?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/7326161648283420904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/bother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/7326161648283420904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/7326161648283420904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/bother.html' title='A Bother...'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-3141012527927490442</id><published>2011-10-22T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T19:03:20.365-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal Entry'/><title type='text'>Journal Entry #7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;So bored... another day of 12 hours of sleep, 5am to 5pm... I really gotta find a hobby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Found out I'm not able to recorde Java games very well. Minecraft (Classic)&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;Spiral Knights (for examples) I get a FPS of &amp;lt;10, while on games like L4D2 (on the lowest resolution, intel graphics card ftl) I get around 30, which is decent to most gamers I suppose. Wanted to do a video of me playing Minecraft, but I guess 4GB of ram won't cut it since Java, I heard takes a lot of ram and Fraps needs a lot of ram as well. Guess I'll think of something else or something... Still want Minecraft though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-3141012527927490442?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/3141012527927490442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-7.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/3141012527927490442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/3141012527927490442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-7.html' title='Journal Entry #7'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-5488264616254379517</id><published>2011-10-22T03:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T00:09:04.985-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal Entry'/><title type='text'>Journal Entry #6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;My demand for minecraft is very high right now. If only they would take freaking Discover card! It&amp;#39;s the only one I have... even though it&amp;#39;s under my parents&amp;#39; account, I still have the money myself to purchase the game. Really want it... just wish I could find a way to get it myself. I don&amp;#39;t feel comfortable getting it as a gift, espcially since a close friend of mine wants it too and I really want to play it with her. She does have a job, eventually going back to it... maybe, and a possible way of getting it; she just needs money first. (Getting it from a contest or something, I wouldn&amp;#39;t really mind myself).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-6.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-5488264616254379517?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/5488264616254379517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/5488264616254379517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/5488264616254379517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-6.html' title='Journal Entry #6'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-7317689269054005542</id><published>2011-10-22T01:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T18:21:17.348-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other'/><title type='text'>BCB now has a Tumblr</title><content type='html'>A webcomic I follow now has a tumblr, mainly for laughs and giggles. Have to know the comic well enough to get the jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://askbcb.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Ask Roseville High &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure how Tumblr works... or if it's just another blog site. o.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-7317689269054005542?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/7317689269054005542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/bcb-now-has-tumblr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/7317689269054005542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/7317689269054005542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/bcb-now-has-tumblr.html' title='BCB now has a Tumblr'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-634348322381922157</id><published>2011-10-18T20:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T00:09:39.404-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal Entry'/><title type='text'>Journal Entry #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Just pulled a stupid move tonight. Drove to the college for my night class, by the time I got there I noticed a lack of cars, like 3/4 not in the parking lots. I parked temporarly to think about this... then I remembered, NO CLASSES TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-5.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-634348322381922157?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/634348322381922157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/634348322381922157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/634348322381922157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-5.html' title='Journal Entry #5'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-2117031552502622826</id><published>2011-10-18T13:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T17:59:48.949-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>"Lying From You"</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2fyZBmwBv_M/Tp2_OQ9B2XI/AAAAAAAAACo/GZepFXBx2OI/s1600/2dguu0h.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2fyZBmwBv_M/Tp2_OQ9B2XI/AAAAAAAAACo/GZepFXBx2OI/s320/2dguu0h.png" width="320"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;By Flare&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;quot;I remember what they taught to me. Remember condescending talk of who I ought to be. Remember listening to all of that and this again, so I pretended up a person who was fittin’ in and now you think this person really is me and I’m trying to bend the truth, but the more I push the more I&amp;#39;m pulled away &amp;#39;cause I&amp;#39;m lying my way from you.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Don&amp;#39;t know where to start on this... Sometime in middle school I was getting tired of being pushed around. Eventually, I made up a person that would look tough and not to be messed with. Apparently I dwelld into that person too much as I was sorta liking the results, even though it did cost a huge sacrifice: friends and comfort. Ended up in isolation and solitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/lying-from-you_18.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-2117031552502622826?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/2117031552502622826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/lying-from-you_18.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/2117031552502622826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/2117031552502622826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/lying-from-you_18.html' title='&quot;Lying From You&quot;'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2fyZBmwBv_M/Tp2_OQ9B2XI/AAAAAAAAACo/GZepFXBx2OI/s72-c/2dguu0h.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-6080349579168503660</id><published>2011-10-17T02:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:56:23.322-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>"No Child Left Behind"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Even though a political issue is brought up on this entry, along with a bit of religion, please do not engage in either debates of politics or religion. Take that somewhere else please, not here. I don&amp;#39;t recommend reading this entry via a small resolution screen phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;While running the sound board for the church Sunday morning, I was listening to the sermon the pastor spoke. Mainly, it was about the &amp;quot;No Child Left Behind&amp;quot; law. I have the sermon he spoke at church--he types it and prints it out, has it ready on the podium to read to the members of the church when it&amp;#39;s time. The sermon is four pages long (average length of at least 30 minutes), but I&amp;#39;ll only transcript out the first two pages, as the rest is not needed for this entry. (If you want to know the rest of the sermon, I&amp;#39;ll make a separate entry for it or e-mail it if I know you.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-child-left-behind.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-6080349579168503660?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/6080349579168503660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-child-left-behind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/6080349579168503660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/6080349579168503660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-child-left-behind.html' title='&quot;No Child Left Behind&quot;'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-7309313036349476646</id><published>2011-10-16T03:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T17:57:16.290-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>One: Place, Memory, Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/_images/6ecff9e6394506f890f9d598088bf220.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" oda="true" src="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/_images/6ecff9e6394506f890f9d598088bf220.png" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/post/view/4741" target="_blank"&gt;Ark &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One Place,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One Memory,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One Pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;This is a new picture I found. I&amp;#39;m sure everyone has a place that brings back a memory, and maybe bring some pain to those memories. Happy moments that went away and longing for those again, wishing they never stopped or continue to last forever, because they made you happy and calm inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-place-memory-pain.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-7309313036349476646?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/7309313036349476646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-place-memory-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/7309313036349476646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/7309313036349476646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-place-memory-pain.html' title='One: Place, Memory, Pain'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-2076924503053879793</id><published>2011-10-15T04:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T17:58:16.799-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>Fireflies</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/_images/87394c7b5ae3b485ce6bb62447f98fcf/4599%20-%20Daisy%20Kaizy_(Artist)%20Mike%20MikexDaisy.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/_images/87394c7b5ae3b485ce6bb62447f98fcf/4599%20-%20Daisy%20Kaizy_(Artist)%20Mike%20MikexDaisy.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/post/view/4599" target="_blank"&gt;Kaizy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿Seeing this picture while listening to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=psuRGfAaju4" target="_blank"&gt;"Fireflies" by Owl City&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;really brings a deep impact to you. Would like to hear from people what they see when that song is played at the sametime see this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In case you can't see the video due to Vevo's restrictions: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ytBR7ET_6uU" target="_blank"&gt;"Fireflies" by Owl City (Lyrics)&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-2076924503053879793?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/2076924503053879793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/fireflies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/2076924503053879793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/2076924503053879793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/fireflies.html' title='Fireflies'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-3402253950657228254</id><published>2011-10-14T06:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T13:49:00.671-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>Choices: We Make, Make Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/_images/a58766773496f30c2d454a0ae970993d/4725%20-%20Ark_(Artist)%20Lucy%20Mike.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" oda="true" src="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/_images/a58766773496f30c2d454a0ae970993d/4725%20-%20Ark_(Artist)%20Lucy%20Mike.png" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/post/view/4725" target="_blank"&gt;Ark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;﻿Something about this picture speaks to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;quot;You know they say we all make choices... but in the end... our choices make us...&amp;quot;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Gonna have to dig very deep in this one to understand why it speaks to me. Let&amp;#39;s see...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Question right now is, what am I now? In a few simple words: Lonely, Quiet, Distant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/choices-we-make-make-us.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-3402253950657228254?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/3402253950657228254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/choices-we-make-make-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/3402253950657228254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/3402253950657228254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/choices-we-make-make-us.html' title='Choices: We Make, Make Us'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-4474910683933891416</id><published>2011-10-13T04:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T05:38:08.508-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal Entry'/><title type='text'>Journal Entry #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Sigh... in a bit of a quandry here... The instructor for Geology 101 is nice... but the way she teaches the class has now caused me to fall asleep, happened Tuesday night, and deeply lose interest during the lectures. As for the labs, after a 10-15 minute break from the lectures... well my lab partner dropped out (reasons unknown, was fun to be with too) so at times I work with another pair who are at around my age but more freash out of highschool with the characteristics of being a college bachalor, but even with their help I can&amp;#39;t indentify rocks/minerals alone and that was part of that lab test a few weeks ago, to identify rocks/minerals alone for 3 minutes per, which I gotten a D in. Did better in the lab test than the lecture test, which was an F... couldn&amp;#39;t bring myself to study without getting frustrated. I pretty much have no solid study habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-4.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-4474910683933891416?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/4474910683933891416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/4474910683933891416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/4474910683933891416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-4.html' title='Journal Entry #4'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-5216487515017584168</id><published>2011-10-10T04:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T18:17:51.385-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>No Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;As I look at my Geology homework that is due Tuesday, along with an overdue assignment, I just sigh and look away from it, not bothering to mess with it. My reason? I still have no motivation to do it... A close friend of mine asked me &amp;quot;What drives you?&amp;quot; and my answer is, &amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t know.&amp;quot; A friend of mine linked Steve Job&amp;#39;s speech for Harvard back in 2005, in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/free-time-with-no-one.html" target="_blank"&gt;Free Time With No One&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;while it did speak to me, it didn&amp;#39;t stick to me. The same close friend has motivation for college, because she knows what she wants to do in life. As for me... I still don&amp;#39;t know, which doesn&amp;#39;t give me any self motivation at all to go to college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-motivation.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-5216487515017584168?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/5216487515017584168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-motivation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/5216487515017584168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/5216487515017584168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-motivation.html' title='No Motivation'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-3641202400848194919</id><published>2011-10-08T15:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T05:34:01.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal Entry'/><title type='text'>Journal Entry #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Off to see my counsin&amp;#39;s newborn today. First saw it on facebook when I was eating cereal... seeing the picture of the newborn in destress on the &amp;quot;baby table&amp;quot;, after it comes out of the womb, wasn&amp;#39;t a pretty sight for me while eating. Had to scroll down fast to prevent puking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-3.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-3641202400848194919?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/3641202400848194919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/3641202400848194919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/3641202400848194919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-3.html' title='Journal Entry #3'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-7636258150177757740</id><published>2011-10-07T20:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T18:00:12.816-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>"In The End"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;These lyrics, so far in the the song &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5AWbgkRpYwc" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;quot;In the End&amp;quot; by Linkin Park&lt;/a&gt;, speaks to me, harder than they did years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Trying to hold on, but didn’t even know I wasted it all just to watch you go. I kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart. What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried so hard, and got so far, but in the end, it doesn&amp;#39;t even matter. I had to fall to lose it all, but in the end it doesn&amp;#39;t even matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-end.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-7636258150177757740?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/7636258150177757740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/7636258150177757740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/7636258150177757740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-end.html' title='&quot;In The End&quot;'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-9146971912505555092</id><published>2011-10-06T02:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T18:11:31.054-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>Free Time With No One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Got all this free time and nothing to spend it on... thought I finally found it from Rusty Hearts but due to PWE&amp;#39;s error and their poor customer support, I now have nothing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/free-time-with-no-one.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-9146971912505555092?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/9146971912505555092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/free-time-with-no-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/9146971912505555092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/9146971912505555092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/free-time-with-no-one.html' title='Free Time With No One'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-3067269996707253619</id><published>2011-10-05T21:23:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T18:12:27.849-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal Entry'/><title type='text'>Journal Entry #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Just gotten a response from them today... took them a week. Got my account back now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-2.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-3067269996707253619?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/3067269996707253619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/3067269996707253619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/3067269996707253619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-2.html' title='Journal Entry #2'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-8506505982765924802</id><published>2011-10-05T01:40:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T13:50:16.119-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>Troubled Waters</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/_images/673d4eb44d036dd4e3c9b015d102b93d/4666%20-%20Lucy%20Mrsaturn123_(Artist).png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/_images/673d4eb44d036dd4e3c9b015d102b93d/4666%20-%20Lucy%20Mrsaturn123_(Artist).png" width="190"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/candybooru/post/view/4666" target="_blank"&gt;Mrsaturn123&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;This is a picture of Lucy, from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Bittersweet Candy Bowl&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;falling head first into a body of water. Lucy cannot swim, and also has a phobia of water--lakes, rivers, oceans (fine on beaches), etc.--after an incident when she was a kitty. &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.bittersweetcandybowl.com/c30/p1.html" target="_blank"&gt;Chapter 30: Troubled Waters&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Looking at this picture, and at the same time listening to Linkin Park&amp;#39;s &amp;quot;My December&amp;quot;, really hits a person hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Listening to the song&amp;#39;s lyrics and scrolling down on the picture (in full size) very slowly really prints an image in your mind of how she is in this picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;This is what I picture. She&amp;#39;s walking by a river, 10 feet away from the edge of it, hugging herself, tears falling, trying to hide her emotions of crying. She may have had another memory loop of Mike, who have been friends since childhood and an old crush, wishing they were still friends and that he would talk to her again.* She looks at the river, slowly walks towards it, tighten her hands on her arms, due to getting close to the water. She gets a vision of the water rising like a wave, to five stories high. She panics, and then faints, falling forward towards the river, doing deeper into the river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;You may have a different or similar image than mine, but no matter what image you get, as long as you vision one while listening to that song, it&amp;#39;ll be a deep impact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;This image also reminds me of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBw-MgtWU3k" target="_blank"&gt;intro from Kingdom Hearts&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-picture-of-lucy-from.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-8506505982765924802?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/8506505982765924802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-picture-of-lucy-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/8506505982765924802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/8506505982765924802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-picture-of-lucy-from.html' title='Troubled Waters'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-1807169474395170716</id><published>2011-10-03T22:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T18:16:48.214-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Deep Thought'/><title type='text'>Like a Maze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;The song &amp;quot;My December&amp;quot; by Linkin Park really speaks to me. I honestly don&amp;#39;t have a path for myself. Two years after graduating from high school and I&amp;#39;m still at a dead end in this maze of life. My friends and other people I met have managed to progress into the maze, while I&amp;#39;m left behind to find the right path. I was never able to catch up to my other classmates in terms of education, interests, and/or activities. Since early 8th grade, I felt abandoned, forgotten, and alone. I would follow crowds to fill in the lonelyness, but eventually they would be able to ditch me in the maze. I tried to catch up, but eventually I lost them, back to square one: walk through the maze alone. Dead end after dead end, I slowly gave up hope for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/like-maze.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-1807169474395170716?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/1807169474395170716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/like-maze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/1807169474395170716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/1807169474395170716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/like-maze.html' title='Like a Maze'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154980809257315093.post-4756713221630848031</id><published>2011-10-02T22:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T01:13:33.756-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal Entry'/><title type='text'>Journal Entry #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"&gt;A friend suggested I make a blog, after reading my latest notes on facebook that she found them "thoughtful and deep". Also been "interesting" for her to read. Few of my friends also find that as well, at least the ones that tell me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Not sure how frequent I'll be with entries... still not sure what to put on here either. Something will come up eventually... but for now, this entry will do as a starter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6154980809257315093-4756713221630848031?l=blue-sly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/feeds/4756713221630848031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/4756713221630848031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154980809257315093/posts/default/4756713221630848031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-sly.blogspot.com/2011/10/journal-entry-1.html' title='Journal Entry #1'/><author><name>Blue Sly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08570296502552978351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvesVZq1xBc/TwIjPIG8TLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hexzyU32H6k/s220/Sly.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
