<?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-15902209</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:45:07.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christopher Everard Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113157201004905199</id><published>2005-11-09T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T13:33:30.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work, Ugh.......</title><content type='html'>AHHHHHH!!!!! This is what I feel like right now. Yesterday was the worst day in the world. I got stranded in Bay City by myself. I couldn't believe it. So, here's the story. Amy called me to ask if I would drop off the billing at two companies. Of coarse I said yes and went to bay city. Almost got to bay city and a little orange light came on. It kinda looked like the water light so I figured I'd just drop off the documents first (so they wouldn't be late) and then check the car out. Coming back from saginaw the car kept loosing speed and jerked back and forth. I drove to the gas station to see if a guy could help me . Of coarse, he couldn't ( guys are so useless) so I went to another garage. Absolutely no clue what to do! So once again I went to another place, the Ford dealership and the machanics were gone. To make a long story short, it took 2 hours to get someone to look at the car and then I had to wait another 45 minutes to get a tow truck to get the frickin thing. Then I had to ride with the guy all the way toJim Schafer Automotive. He was a nice guy though. My grandpa arrived at the same time to pick me up. Overall, I was very pissed in the end, getting the run around.   But I did find the car that I would like to get. The Ford Escape. O yeah, and the five hundred. This depends on if I get the hook up from Tom. I'm just waiting for that call. I can't wait till I get the new car.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113157201004905199?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113157201004905199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113157201004905199' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113157201004905199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113157201004905199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/work-ugh.html' title='Work, Ugh.......'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113148581982855215</id><published>2005-11-08T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T13:36:59.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Hey Hey Hey! alright, i'm gonna fill ya in on some stuff thats been goin on.. 1st of all (Thursday)- i got my braces! Oh my gosh they suck SOOO bad! okay well thats 1 thing! haha.. um.. lets see.. Friday i didnt really do anything because i wasnt feelin that great or w/e.. but then saturday okay i guess i didnt do anything then either.. but Sunday was the best! alright here it goes! - - - okay so Alecia was gone at camp for like a week or w/e and Mattie and Emily decided to have a surprise/welcome home party for her.. and so like we went to her house and decorated it all up and then when she came it we're like &amp;quot;SURPRISE!&amp;quot; lol it was great.. and she was very surprised i tell ya what!and then we went downstairs and dressed up REALLY stupid and we were gonna go walk around outside but it was WAY too hot! lol.. umm... hmm... after that we just kinda bummed... and sat around and talked until we left for Richland Center! now that was the best part! lol we were in wal mart for like maybe an hour and a half or so just like lookin around at clothes and stuff and it was a lot of fun! but then again.. it was just wal mart.. but it was still awesome! after that mattie hadda go home!WE MISSED YOU MATTIE! lol.. but than the rest of the night it was me, amanda, emily, and alecia and we just kinda sat around and talked and emily was hyper and was makin us laugh our butts off.. we talked to 2 dorks on the phone! hahaha great stuff.. and now i'm home baby sittin my brothers... wishin i was still at lecias! lol.. but thats alright.. but anyways this is gettin kinda long........ so i'll let ya go! if ya read it write a comment!! - *Great Party Lecia!*haha.. ttyl *xoxo* buhbye! ~*Brianna*~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113148581982855215?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113148581982855215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113148581982855215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113148581982855215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113148581982855215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-weekend.html' title='This Weekend!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113146779540642932</id><published>2005-11-08T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T08:36:35.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i S2 toblerones ` among other things =)</title><content type='html'>Hm, i really like white chocolate toblerones ` scrap that, ` i really like white chocolate. Ha =) it's yummy.  Anyways ` frirst week back. Boo. Terrible. I hate school it sucks to the shiznit. I got my ranking. lol, out of 120 students i'm 22nd. lol i think thats funny, not bad considering what lack of study, lack of motivation, and lack of committment achieves in the realm of academics. Maybe it's just because my school is incredibly dumb. lol. Ok i don't want to think so because jeez some people are blardy brilliant.  My days have been somewhat uninteresting.  Except i think i lost my new chanel lipgloss today =( fuk it was new favorite, blah now i have to go and buy some more.  I'll add a few minor tidbits to wrap up this blog  ` I honestly think fakes are gross. fakes are testaments to stealing intellectual property, fund terroist activity, and undermine the economy. RAWR . People, if you can't afford it, don't rip it off. Wouldn't u ratherget something cute WITHOUT a brand.  ` if u come from st george, i'll automatically dislike u and have preconceived notions that u are fugly bitch whore.  kthx.. mwa     The Keys to Your Heart  You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.  In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.  You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.  You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.  Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.  Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.  You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.  In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now. What Are The Keys To Your Heart?  that's kindda bs =) but yea &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113146779540642932?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113146779540642932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113146779540642932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113146779540642932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113146779540642932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-s2-toblerones-among-other-things.html' title='i S2 toblerones ` among other things =)'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113139968080208142</id><published>2005-11-07T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T13:41:20.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>java</title><content type='html'>this.getClass().getResource(&amp;quot;/&amp;quot;).getPath();,main() java file.separator :  Windows&amp;quot;Unix/ user.home  java.home Java java.ext.dirs JDK os.name  user.name  os.version  path.separator  user.dir   windowslinuxjavaC++^_^ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113139968080208142?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113139968080208142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113139968080208142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113139968080208142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113139968080208142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/java.html' title='java'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113138103597588898</id><published>2005-11-07T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T08:30:36.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey</title><content type='html'>Hey this is my first time on msn/the internet since last friday. its amazing. and i didnt even get the urge to get online. i bought MOTHERFUCKING NCAA 06 this weekend. The fuckin game is amazing!!!! Couple of complaints though. They changed a few of the controls which i dont agree with. and....well thats it i guess. the rest of the game is awesome. i suggest it to everybody. even if you dont have a ps2...buy it just to say you have it. well i think im gonna go play it now actually!! peace out mutha fuckas matt ps wake me up when september ends...by green day is a great fucking song &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113138103597588898?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113138103597588898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113138103597588898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113138103597588898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113138103597588898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey.html' title='Hey'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113129513505396159</id><published>2005-11-06T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T08:38:55.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer cord woes.</title><content type='html'>So, I haven't been able to update because my poor baby laptop had a problem. The power cord is completely busted and she was all out of power! Oh no! So, I'm using another computer, but none of my files are on here. I want to add a lot of pictures and stuff! Hopefully I'll be up and running again soon. Alex~ We need to talk! I'll email you.Casey--Thanks for the DATE yesterday. Had a lot of fun!! Miss u!Melody~ Call me! Why don't you call me? I feel so unloved. How's Cali?Stacey-Haha. The Wendelboe's. :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113129513505396159?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113129513505396159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113129513505396159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113129513505396159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113129513505396159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/computer-cord-woes.html' title='Computer cord woes.'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113122693433529175</id><published>2005-11-05T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T13:42:14.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And in this Corner...</title><content type='html'>Brayden's first appointment with his pediatrician was today. He weighed in at a whopping 5 lbs., 12 oz. I'm making fun, but we must remember that this is 3 lbs. heavier than he was at birth. He's gained 7 oz. just since coming home 6 days ago. Other than that little tidbit, nothing interesting came out of the appointment. One appointment down, 10 more to go in the next 14 days (all for Brayden).  For those of you who knew my mom had surgery last week for a (benign) brain tumor, they readmitted her today. She went in for her post-op checkup, and her incision was leaking spinal fluid. They are concerned, but don't act as if it is indicative of any larger problem. She will stay for a couple of days in the hospital under observation.  Will write again soon... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113122693433529175?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113122693433529175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113122693433529175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113122693433529175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113122693433529175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/and-in-this-corner.html' title='And in this Corner...'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113120899918772927</id><published>2005-11-05T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T08:43:19.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride Or Die Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Yep, it's Ride or Die Wednesday ya'll so step your game up or you might get stepped on. Case in point, Tennessee prison officials get stepped on when the wife of a convict rides up in an SUV, opens fire on guards with a handgun and swoops her husband up (shackles and all) to go on the lam. Okay, gotta speak on it...what's up with the black white thing? George Hyatte is Black, his wife Jennifer Lyn is white and I am not surprised. I'm telling you, I don't know many Black girlfriends who are running up to the courthouse with the gat talking about, &amp;quot;Jump In!&amp;quot;, you know? I'm drawing no conclusions here, because I know there can't be a clearcut explanation. All I can say is that if George's wife's name was LaTonya, he'd be getting conjugal visits, not a tour of Tennessee. But let me get back to the point, which is that either George is a hypnotist or a master at brainwashing, or Jennifer Lyn is simply hardcore, and she wanted her man. You KNOW these two will be on America's Most Wanted any day now; the authorities will pull out all the stops to catch these 'cop killers'. Yeah, it was bad beforea guard died, butwhen he succumbed to his bullet wound, and the media put out the information about his wife and kids the Hyattes got the shoot-to-kill treatment. Oh well, those are consequences when your only choices become Ride or Die.  Also going down on Ride Or Die Wednesday, we have a bunch of Brazilian thieves who are handy with a shovel. The bandits rented a house over 200 feet from a bank, tunneled through the dirt for three months to break into the bank vault's reinforced steel floor. After all that patience, they were rewarded with $65 million dollars and the Ride Or Die Label. Supposedly the policehave identified 8 people as part of the gang, but obviously have no evidence because there have been no arrests. They believe themastermind is afugitive who escaped from prison during a 25 year sentence by tunneling out under the prison. What a surprise! Yeah that wasslick, mobbing off witha bunch of corporate money--I like it. Can you send me some? Oh nevermind, I'm too old to Ride or Die with ya'll.  And since we're on the subject, I'd like to pass on some good news about two original Ride or Die-ers, Daz &amp;amp; Kurupt. They have officially squashed the beef and are reuniting to bring us more Dogg Pound magic. Check the interview on All Hip-Hop.com.  And since I'm in my home state Cali's business, I heard that Alex Smith will be starting for my beloved 49ers against the Raiders. Since I am a Ride or Die 49er fan, this is of serious importance. He's a rookie (though a smart one) and he looks a little frail to me, so starting against the Raiders should be a good litmus test for him. It would be nice if we could count on our offensive line to keep him relatively safe, but let's just say that Alex should expect to eat a little turf at some point in the game. Go 9ers!  The last thing on the Ride or Die list has already started to Die. Black bookstores are having a problem staying afloat thanks to Wal-Mart and other mainstream stores who have jumped on the Black Lit craze. Not news, I know but I love Black bookstores and have imagined myself an owner of one many times so this is threatening my dream! I encourage everybody to find a Black bookstore in your neighborhood and buy a book from there. Not a hard thing to do. Be conscious about your consumer power and bring some business to a worthwhile franchise. Stop being cheap!  I am also sending out a big birthday shout out to my dad, celebrating his 51st birthday. He is getting things right this third time around so this is a real milestone. Live your life and be happy, man!   Alright, I'm done for right now, but reserve the right to come back and rant again at a moment's notice.  DISCLAIMER: The statements herein arethe opinion of this writer and are not to be taken as fact in any context. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113120899918772927?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113120899918772927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113120899918772927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113120899918772927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113120899918772927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/ride-or-die-wednesday.html' title='Ride Or Die Wednesday'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113114002204844579</id><published>2005-11-04T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T13:33:42.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wAnt iT tO bE oVa wIt!</title><content type='html'>i hAve 6 mOre wEekS tO bE pRegO bUt iM sIck aNd tIreD oF iT aNd jUst wAnt iT tO bE oVa wIt!!! sTupId cOntRacTioNs! fAllIn dOwn tHe sTaiRs iN sKoOl.nOt fUn.aNd iM tHe fArtHesT oNe iN tHe gRouP bUt aT lEasT iLl hAve hEr oUt sOonEr.hehe.i lIke sTabBed mYseLf iN dA tUmmY wIt mY pEncIl tOdaY :( iT hUrt! soOo sAd. mY bAck hUrtS sOoO bAd.jUs bOut tO gO lAy dOwn aNd sLeeP! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113114002204844579?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113114002204844579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113114002204844579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113114002204844579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113114002204844579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/want-it-to-be-ova-wit.html' title='wAnt iT tO bE oVa wIt!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113112190065787844</id><published>2005-11-04T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T08:31:40.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Japan pepper tree: Xanthoxylum piperitum</title><content type='html'>PEPPER TREE , a tree which has no proper connexion with the true pepper (Piper), and is really a member of the natural order Anacardiaceae, being known botanically as Schinus Molle, from the Peruvian name Mulli.   It is a native of tropical South America and is grown in the open air in the south leaves, the segments linear, entire or finely saw-toothed, the terminal one longer than the rest, and all filled with volatile oil stored in large cells or cysts, which are visible to the naked eye and appear like holes when the leaf is held up to the light. When the leaves are thrown upon the surface of water the resinous or oily fluid escapes with such force as violently to agitate them.   The flowers are small, whitish, arranged in terminal clusters and polygamous or unisexual, with five sepals, as many petals, ten stamens (as large as the petals in the case of the male flower, very small in the female flower, but in both springing from a cushion-like disk surrounding the base of the three-celled ovary). The style is simple or three-cleft, and the fruit a small, globose, pea-like drupe with a bony kernel enclosing a single seed.   The fleshy portion of the fruit (see photos)has a hot aromatic flavor from the abundance of the resin it contains. The resin is used for medicinal purposes by the Peruvians, and has similar properties to mastic. The Japan pepper tree is Xanthoxylum piperitum the fruits of which have also a hot taste. It is used in Chinese cooking. I love the odor and taste.  Along the Riviera another tree, known as Melia Azedarach or the &amp;quot;Pride of India,&amp;quot; is also incorrectly called the &amp;quot;pepper tree&amp;quot; by visitors.  I have several closeup pictures of this fine tree/shrub in a picture folder.  E. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113112190065787844?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113112190065787844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113112190065787844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113112190065787844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113112190065787844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/japan-pepper-tree-xanthoxylum.html' title='The Japan pepper tree: Xanthoxylum piperitum'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113103593526216159</id><published>2005-11-03T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T08:38:55.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday</title><content type='html'>woah just finished watching the oc season finale! WOAH!!! man marissa woah, but i knew what was gonna happen but i was still like woah the way she shot him yank bang! haha lol tht was quite funny but poor kirsten i nearly cried when they were all saying goodbye to her poor thing o well we'll just have to wait till next year! man a whole year till the oc comes back on how will i cope??? but veronica mars is alright quite good, it was funny last week when paris hilton was on cos she sucky actress man but it was quite funny hahastill looking for a cabaret dress... everyone at school has theirs except me how sucky!! we're going shopping tomorrow so hopefully there will be a pink dress out there for me :D but we're going to aussie on the 25th so hopefully ill find something even better over there :D hehe annnnd all blacks went off to SA today aww but tht means it closer to the rugby games, man weekends get a bit boring, no dan carter to perve at how unfortunate :( ah well we all downloaded those jockey screensavers now didnt we??listening to bernies cd very very good :D her bestie made it i quite like it so i stuck all the tracks on the pc :D hehe ah well weekends coming up soon :D :D :D  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113103593526216159?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113103593526216159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113103593526216159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113103593526216159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113103593526216159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/friday.html' title='friday'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113096735226421814</id><published>2005-11-02T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T13:35:52.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Innocence</title><content type='html'>I feel so wanted all of the sudden... Malla actually wants to chill with me before he leaves which was unexpected cos I know how swamped he is. He will now be certified a good friend. An ex wants to actually have dinner with me, 2 hours of having to be civil in a public place... that... I'm not sure is a good idea but... I'm a totally sucker for pain and punishment so, why the hell not.  Anyways, I have just concurred that Wen and myself are amazing virginal. I was reading this girl's LJ blog and although she writes well, she totally scandalizes me!! Am I a prude? I mean... I'd like to think I'm open minded...and I refuse to judge...but.... I don't know... I totally blame my parents!! They raised me to think that I'm way too special (and it has come back to bite me on my beaUtiful behind plenty times). Thus, a simple one nite stand of any kind, I am not.... causal sex... I just can't...grrrr!Soon...all of you can startcalling me Sister Marie. Cos I'm gonna be (as Marianne has nicely put it) Rusted Shut.  The One Minute Prude Test  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113096735226421814?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113096735226421814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113096735226421814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113096735226421814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113096735226421814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/innocence.html' title='The Innocence'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113094931733788221</id><published>2005-11-02T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T08:35:17.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Confused Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Ok so the 4th of July wasn't too bad. My family can actually be some what fun when we all get together. My nephew was adorable as usual. I don't really have any stories worth telling from the weekend with my family.  Last night I went over to Alex H's to shoot off fireworks with him and his family. It wasfun.I'd never really been around his family, but they were really nice.  Well the last week and a half has been very interesting.Yet again there have many thoughtsrolling around in my head and I don't even know what to do.I can't even really describe them, but I know if I could andIwrote them all out then I would feel a lot better. Tonight I talked to a friend and said some things to him that I'd been wanting to say for a few days now. It didn't really go like I'd hoped though. Timing is everything and it just wasn't the right time. It actually ended up making him mad. These things are really important to me though and I just wish he would listen without getting upset about it. Sometimes he worries me and I don't know what to do. I'm not really sure I've done the right thing in some situations, but it's just hard to know what the right thing is. Sometimes I'm just afraid to say my honest opinion for fear of how it'll change things. I'm scared of going lower down on the list. I'm so confused right now and totally not making any sense. I just wish I could lay my thoughts out there and have them make the effect that I want them to make. Wishful thinking, I know. Things would be so much easier if I just didn't care so darn much about my friends, but I do and now I'm in a situation where I don't really know for sure what to do. Til next time...love ya all,aaj &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113094931733788221?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113094931733788221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113094931733788221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113094931733788221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113094931733788221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/more-confused-thoughts.html' title='More Confused Thoughts'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113088061050330623</id><published>2005-11-01T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T13:30:10.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend it will be!</title><content type='html'> Looking back I feel that is what it should have been. That we could talk about anything as friends and to get to know each other better inside and out. No mind you I really like him&amp;quot;But&amp;quot; yes there is a but, not the Butt I like. okay let's not get off the topic! As a friend we need to build it, asmore then a friend we need to grow it. If it becomes more thenthan itwillshow.  Always  C_a &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113088061050330623?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113088061050330623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113088061050330623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113088061050330623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113088061050330623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/friend-it-will-be.html' title='Friend it will be!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113086316826201891</id><published>2005-11-01T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T08:39:28.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BC animation is coming soon ~~~ kakakkakk</title><content type='html'>STAFFGONZOCAST   Black Cat  ================================================   &amp;amp; ~~~kakkakkakk~~~ 94 GONZO  T-T tsubasa ~(T-T)~  http://www.j-blackcat.com/settei.html   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113086316826201891?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113086316826201891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113086316826201891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113086316826201891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113086316826201891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/bc-animation-is-coming-soon-kakakkakk.html' title='BC animation is coming soon ~~~ kakakkakk'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113079428378262689</id><published>2005-10-31T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T13:31:23.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>Around the corner I have a friend, In this great city that has no end, Yet the days go by and weeks rush on, And before I know it, a year is gone. And I never see my old friends face, For life is a swift and terrible race, He knows I like him just as well, As in the days when I rang his bell. And he rang mine but we were younger then, And now we are busy, tired men. Tired of playing a foolish game, Tired of trying to make a name. &amp;quot;Tomorrow&amp;quot; I say! &amp;quot;I will call on Jim Just to show that I'm thinking of him.&amp;quot; But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes, And distance between us grows and grows. Around the corner, yet miles away, &amp;quot;Here's a telegram sir,&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Jim died today.&amp;quot; And that's what we get and deserve in the end. Around the corner, a vanished friend. Remember to always say what you mean. If you love someone, tell them. Don't be afraid to express yourself. Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you. Because when you decide that it is the right time it might be too late. Seize the day. Never have regrets. And most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113079428378262689?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113079428378262689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113079428378262689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113079428378262689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113079428378262689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113077629228587786</id><published>2005-10-31T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T08:31:32.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Home</title><content type='html'>At noon today my husband will be home! HOORAH!! I have missed him very much these last two weeks and will be trying to squeeze in a bunch of stuff for us to do this week... One of the &amp;quot;To-Do's&amp;quot; is him looking at the duplex I found and hopefully getting his stamp of approval... I think he will like it ... he has a lot more space to do things he enjoys... and the neighborhood while it seems to be active is a pleasant one... Tomorrow night I am thinking of him and I taking a nice walk down the park/lake area that's not too far from our apartment... We so need some time alone... I hope to get it this trip home...  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113077629228587786?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113077629228587786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113077629228587786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113077629228587786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113077629228587786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/coming-home.html' title='Coming Home'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113069019887371330</id><published>2005-10-30T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T08:36:38.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and then there was clarity...</title><content type='html'>Popped a CD into the G5 to see how it was going to sound with the new acoustics. It's like listening to your favourite song for the first time... Such clarity in the sound. And it turns out, I have some really shitty speakers. My trip to Alanta is going to be a mission to find good speakers, and to get them back in one piece. Here's hoping they don't get destroyed on the way back home. The studio turned out pretty good. Nothing is cabled so it still looks clean. This is the best it is ever going to look. Pretty stoked about having a good space at home to write. Wonder if the style is going to change. Time will tell... Related pics: &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113069019887371330?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113069019887371330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113069019887371330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113069019887371330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113069019887371330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-then-there-was-clarity.html' title='and then there was clarity...'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113062148411648284</id><published>2005-10-29T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T14:31:24.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cross country</title><content type='html'>Cross Country starts Monday i cant wait!i!i!i!i!...its one of my fav sports i love softball,basketball,cross country,soccer, and Track...Renne (the coach)wants me to be in it so i am gunna be in Track!i!i!i! i cant wait the only ppl i know in cross country are me and Chelsey.i wish Becky was our coach still but im sureAl will be just as fun(i hope he is )we are gunna have so much fun!i!i!i!i!    GO BLAIR!i!i!i!    LuV AsH &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113062148411648284?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113062148411648284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113062148411648284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113062148411648284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113062148411648284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/cross-country.html' title='cross country'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113060380604835375</id><published>2005-10-29T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T09:36:46.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beggars and brainy kids</title><content type='html'>It is a little hard to know how to deal with so many beggars with missing limbs...they seem to be everywhere.   The kids selling stuff pester you at every stop. One of the amazing things is their command of various languages. I was talking with a little girl who was 10. She spoke English very well, she was speaking French with another couple, she said she could speak a little German as well as her native language. One 7 or 8 year old boy asked me where I lived in America... when I said Florida he said &amp;quot;the capital is Tallahase&amp;quot;. I asked what the capital of California is, and he said &amp;quot;Sacramento&amp;quot; I wonder how many kids in America would know that. Pretty smart kids I think  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113060380604835375?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113060380604835375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113060380604835375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113060380604835375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113060380604835375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/beggars-and-brainy-kids.html' title='Beggars and brainy kids'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113053590951045933</id><published>2005-10-28T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T14:45:09.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>decision</title><content type='html'>Making Decision................. Lord, what shall I make or what shall I do? It's hard to make a decision, since I am yours, allmy decisions just whould like to glorify you, but my heart is hurting. Yes, even though I feel hurt, I still want to follow you without any complain but just be patience in You. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113053590951045933?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113053590951045933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113053590951045933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113053590951045933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113053590951045933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/decision.html' title='decision'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113051789446082819</id><published>2005-10-28T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T09:44:54.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>==Game Review== Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time</title><content type='html'>PS2 Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time =====Game Review===== Well...I spent like a week (about 11 hours) on Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time. The graphic is pretty good. 8/10 The battle scene 8/10 (Actually I quite like it.) Music 8/10 The clues &amp;amp; puzzlesfor people to solve are brilliant. 9.5/10 However, I don't like something in this game...and that is sometimes I can't see the view clearly while movingthe angle back and forth. There is alwayssomething on my screen, like walls, rocks, and poles which prevent me to fight against those monsters. 7/10 The game quality is great, and I think it's worth to play. Finished Date: April 20, 2005  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113051789446082819?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113051789446082819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113051789446082819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113051789446082819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113051789446082819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/game-review-prince-of-persia-sands-of.html' title='==Game Review== Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113044915773009559</id><published>2005-10-27T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T14:39:17.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Detroit Artists</title><content type='html'>I went to Detroit for my first visit last Friday. Detroit has a very high population of African American and there is a time for the African American movement. They burned the whole city and drived lots of White going to the sub urban area like Ann Arbor. That is why I dare not go to Detroit without accompanied by someone actually very familar with Detroit. This time I have a very good tour guide and he showed me around the famous boundary between Canada and US. Lucky am I, I got the chance to see the once a year art festival in Detroit.I talked withsome of the artists there, enjoyed the open music show, makeup parities and alsothe food.I got inspired by the creativity, enthusiasm and courage of the artists to make art their life journey.  This artist open a factory of two people and makingglass crystal with beautiful color object inside. He used to dive a lot thenhe thought he could do something looking exactly like under water. Then he decided toopen a factory withhis brotherfor making those crystal.What they producedwas really good one, because of the color, the finess of the object. I am amaterial techician. I got interested in the process how they could do this and theytold me some of thehardship they met when they first triedthosethings. After coming back from Boston,learninga workshop aboutmaterials processingfor artin MIT, I got more of my thinking to the technical side of the art. I am trying to figure out what is the initiative for the artist and what technique they are using, which isvery interesting.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113044915773009559?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113044915773009559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113044915773009559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113044915773009559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113044915773009559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/detroit-artists.html' title='Detroit Artists'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113043154771445588</id><published>2005-10-27T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T09:45:47.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops...I fell in love...</title><content type='html'>one week one question one date...made me lose it... Made me lose my mind, my heart, my sanity... your hands...when they touch me...make me shiver you eyes, when they fall upon me...freak me  your smile, when you smile at me...I can't breath... what is this! What is happening to me! I cant control it... I dont want to but its happening...i try to fight it but the more i do the worst i fall... In Love...oh Lord Im in love... Scared to fall, scared to lose...scared to let you in my heart... You're sneaking in...please...dont... Please...enter...  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113043154771445588?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113043154771445588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113043154771445588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113043154771445588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113043154771445588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/oopsi-fell-in-love.html' title='Oops...I fell in love...'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113036284393567901</id><published>2005-10-26T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T14:40:43.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Shit...Crazy Shit...STUPID Acts...:-</title><content type='html'>|Ah well the other night...let me think a bit...oh yes Friday night i was here at my house and yeah Frank (the &amp;quot;new frank&amp;quot;) stopped by right we hung out and yeah he bought me Tacos...wait before that i went to my brother's apt. to give him his Birthday Present. Yes i bought him a lamp because he wanted one so i was like okey, anyways his friend hand stopped by, he was a nice guy but his intention was to get so much attention, talking about a raging queen who craves way too much attention so i left by 10 and yeah i got home then frank stopped by and brought tacos, well i asked him to since he works at Las Asadas. Then JJ stopped by, im glad JJ didn't meet Frank because Frank has no manners and well can be pretty rude. So JJ and i ate the tacos and well we took off to go pick up Jenny, our plans were to go to cheers but JJ said ya gotta be 21 to be inside but that we should try and check it out and i was like gee nevermind so we went to go eat at taco palenque. well JJ did i just ate chips and drank a Pepsi. We saw Karla there but yeah no biggie didn't say hi to her well then again she didn't see us. After that i got home JJ and i were talking a bit when he dropped me off. Both of us can't wait to go to Kingsville...i wish i could take off already. Anyways so the night goes on. and around 3 am RICKY calls me, he usually calls around 1 or 2 but yes he was like &amp;quot;babe i did something stupid&amp;quot; and i was like thinking to myself He shot someone and i was like oook. Last Sunday on San Ber. they shot a guy and well the guy passed away. Ricky's mother told ricky that the kid they shot was his cousin so ricky got really pissed off about just the fact that his mother kept it from him and all that stuff. so yeah then he said something about his roommate Smokey and the dog rooger yeah that they pissed him off. so Ricky decides to freakin smash his head against the window and yeah the idiot has a massive scar on the top of his eyebrows and like another one that wasn't as bad. so yeah i clean his cut and yeah put neosporin and yeah he was pretty much out the entire time, he stayed up a bit but then i waited for him to fall asleep so yeah i took off. so last night comes around and yeah Jenny and i decides to go to the movies, we saw &amp;quot;war of the worlds&amp;quot; its a great movie i enjoyed it alot. after the movies Jenny and i went to Alex Magnon's house and we had a small get together, by the time we got there these other 2 girls go there too, lol they stayed there for like 10 mins max. and yeah everyone was drunk some how, Alex was just being way too aggressive. yeah Carlos was there i hadn't seen him in a long long time which is good that i got to see him again. i had to drop off Jenny by 1 so i dropped her off and then went back to Alex. we were just enjoying our selves and yeah Patty and Georgie left patty was mad...as always. then yeah carlos left to see his Girlfriend. so it was just Jerry, Me, Eva (alex's neighbor), Rachel and Alex. LOL Alex passed out hardcore i took some pictures of him ***You can see the pics at the party album*** Alex Me and Rachel got stonned and yeah i had a badass trip then we went back inside and thats when Alex passed out... so around 3 close to 4 i took off to ricky's and yeah stopped by to see how he was doin then i took off, i think he thinks i was mad but nah i was freakin stonned and yes i just wanted to get home and sleep. lol so i gothome at 430 and yeah thats was, it...it was a good night... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113036284393567901?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113036284393567901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113036284393567901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113036284393567901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113036284393567901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/weird-shitcrazy-shitstupid-acts.html' title='Weird Shit...Crazy Shit...STUPID Acts...:-'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113034478686009669</id><published>2005-10-26T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T09:39:46.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I look like a huge bug!</title><content type='html'>This week has been abit insane all around. Just name an aspect of my life and I will give you a crazy story about it. Ok.Today I go to the eye doctor and they place these drops in my eyes. They make me wear these hideous glasses not to mention the drops burn like hell. I get home, pick up Marky. He keeps staring at me like crazy. I told him I turned into a bug! He just kept staring. School calls and Lance needs a change of clothes. He had a nosebleed. So, here I am glamour glasses and all showing up at the school looking just fab! I know I was a huge hit. Trust me on this one. For the past 3 days of school the kids have been put on the wrong buses. I also found two children who were dropped off at the wrong place.It has been more than crazy. I took tonight off. Thank God! I need it. I am going boating in my dad's boat. He swapped cars with us. Mark is driving the new truck and Dad the camero. They are both thrilled with the trade.I am at the gas station today and this guy behind me is buying beer.He is breathing on my back and reaks of alcohol. All I could think was get away you twit! I was so pissed that he would even consider getting in his car. I see so many drunks every night on the way home. It never ends. For the past few nights I have been cross training in other departments. I found a few errors here and there. The more I thought about it, the more I realized there was a connection to these errors. Sure enough we were in the middle of a secret audit.Upper management was thrilled! Very thrilled that I had caught it so that they could watch there backs. When audits happen, the sh_ _ flies and jobs get cut!Well, time to hit the hay. I am sooooo happy to be home. I feel more relaxed here. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113034478686009669?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113034478686009669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113034478686009669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113034478686009669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113034478686009669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-look-like-huge-bug.html' title='I look like a huge bug!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113027591056910655</id><published>2005-10-25T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:31:50.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clutch</title><content type='html'>Well last weekend I took upon the task of removing my tranmission because of my fried clutch disc needing to be replaced. Well upon further inspection I noticed how bad the flyhwheel looks and decided that it might as well be replaced as well.   So now I have on order a 7.5pound flywheel from fidanza. This should make a major difference considering the rotational mass is going to be a 1/3 of what it was stock.  I have added a few pictures so that you can see wtf I'm talking about. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113027591056910655?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113027591056910655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113027591056910655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113027591056910655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113027591056910655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/clutch.html' title='Clutch'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113025814313982711</id><published>2005-10-25T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T09:35:43.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HeY...</title><content type='html'>Hey PpL...I have Cheerleadin photos tomorrow...I'm excited....but it won't be as Fuuun knowin that Logan is mad at me...i mean i had a reallly weird dream last night and it was about we were at some fair and i was hangin out wit him and his friends...and when i woke up I was lyke maybe he's not mad at me anymore...but i reliezed that it was just a dream :(....I wish there was somethin i could do so he will forgive me and he will talk to me...well if anyone has any advice plz i MEAN PLZ PLZ PLZ send me a commet...well i betta go...Buyyyyyy    LoVe LoTs, ~*~!*SaD GiRl*!~*~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113025814313982711?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113025814313982711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113025814313982711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113025814313982711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113025814313982711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey.html' title='HeY...'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113019005280678234</id><published>2005-10-24T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T14:40:52.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for you</title><content type='html'>Yeah, this is for you...No not for you, for you... Thom doesn't cries/ i don't/ We both don't/ My voice is not so beautiful as Thom'when i cry/ i don't speak then/// Don't forget ursa MAjor, ok/// Ok, i know you won't/// You know what?/// (((yes you do////))) I LOVE you... Agh..Shit//// I shouldn't be telling this, right? Then, thank you for being WITH ME///   *** &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113019005280678234?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113019005280678234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113019005280678234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113019005280678234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113019005280678234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-for-you.html' title='This is for you'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113017239031205855</id><published>2005-10-24T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T09:46:30.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!Shopping!</title><content type='html'>Hey Ya'll  Well what is up? NMH! I did get to go shopping today, so i have had a very good day donig what a girl does best. Anyway i did have very good luck, I ended up getting 3 pairs of jeans, 7 shirts a purse, and some flip-flops. I can't believe its about a month until school. Summer has gone by so fast! I am ready to get back to school to see my friends more often, gosh do i miss all of you. But anyway my and mom watched a movie tonight, it was called &amp;quot;In Good Company&amp;quot;. It was a movie that really keep your attention. I hated the ending though, I wanted them to get together so bad.   Softball and baseball tournaments are in a week. I love tournament time, i wish that i was playing and people got to come watch me instead of me watching them all of the time, even though i dont mind it at all i actually love being out there. I miss being on the other side of the fence. I loved getting a little nervous everytime i stepped up to the plate, my dad coaching, talking about the other team with my team mates, actually feeling like i was wanted and needed for a postion. I guess all that is also why i love going to St.Louis to watch the cardinals play. But anyway i think that the guys my age were going to a tournament this weekend or something like that...at dawson springs, maybe? wonder how they are doing? they were going to get to play on a really cool field... I hope they are having fun! well anyway i think that im gonna go! c-ya  -Carla- &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113017239031205855?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113017239031205855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113017239031205855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113017239031205855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113017239031205855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/shopping.html' title='!Shopping!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113010324941509403</id><published>2005-10-23T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T14:34:09.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a nite</title><content type='html'>played that obnoxious kings game again after clubbing at bubsy's  crazy nite.  48 hours straight together. except 2 hours away from hair cutting.wow!!  next week will be even better. make a wish &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113010324941509403?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113010324941509403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113010324941509403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113010324941509403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113010324941509403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-nite.html' title='what a nite'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113008545647303537</id><published>2005-10-23T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T09:37:36.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When you want to be a bad boy!</title><content type='html'>11:42 PM 8/2/2005 One more kiss could be the best thingand one more lie could be the worstand all these thoughts are never restingand you're not something I don't deserve  in my head there's only you nowthis world falls on mein this world there's real and make believe this seem real to meeee  you love me but you don't know who I amI'm torn between this life I lead and where I standyou love me but you don't know who I amso let me go ~ just let me go  (3 Doors Down - Let me go)  I love the song, I love this band, I love their style, I adore it, ARGH!!   today was supposed to be a day off, a King die, and life stops, well to be honest, I'm happy because it's a day off, lol, I need a break from work, and it just came to me, but NOoOoOoo, the cosmetic forces of evil are working against me, I had to go to work in my day off, a customer had his thingy... umm... burned, and she needed a replacement ASAP, so the supa mega kick ass admin who have nothing to do with the client had to come and rescue the day, lol, I'm not complainin, duh  so, anyway, I spent half of my day at work, alone, doin nothin but chattin, or tryin to get into a nice chat, Noah was there, and he helped me, though he was in a very bad shape, very stressed he is, I tried to help him get better, but I dunno if it worked or not, I kind of know how it feels to be helpless, alone, and just... unable to express how bad you feel, it sucks, but dude, no matter how bad things get, believe in your self, you'll get your chance, you will get it, it's only a matter of time, and as I told you &amp;quot;elhamd lellah 3a kol shi&amp;quot; (thank god for everything)  so, work, Noah, and then back to home, I spent 4 hours at home doing nothing, singin the 3 Doors Down song, again, and again, and again, it kind of made me depressed, helpless, alone, and unable to express how bad I felt, lol, I told you I know the feeling :P, I turned on my almighty PS2, watched a movie, called &amp;quot;Se7en&amp;quot;, yes, Seven, Brad Pitt, Morgan Freeman, the movie is great, it doesn't make you laugh or cry, it has this... I dunno, silent horror, silent fear, it has the ability to get into your head, and really mess with it, in a way that you won't be able to resist, Seven is one of my favorite movies, recommended to anyone who wants to watch a good quality movie :)  now lets see... the fun part begins now, got a call from one of the guys who I work with, I've been waitin for his call day long, it's BBQ DAY :D, WEEEEE!, I'll be honest again, I wanted to be a bad boy, lol, but thank god it just didn't happen, wanted to do stuff to enjoy the day and shit... I dunno why I wanted to do that, I guess I was still depressed after spendin all that time at home doin nothin, but anyway, the guys I went out with was great, we had fun and shit, we opened up for each other, and I've told them things I shouldn't be tellin anyone about... I hope we get real close an all, I dunno, we'll how things go, I always wanted to make new friends and meet new people, seems this is my chance to do so :)  it's pretty late now, 10 past 1, and work I have tomorrow, so I'd better go and get my sleep, I just finished sendin someone close to me an SMS message, I hope he replies soon, it's been ages since we talked... oh well... I hope to hear from him soon, till then, good night peeps, and smile, smile and have faith :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113008545647303537?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113008545647303537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113008545647303537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113008545647303537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113008545647303537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/when-you-want-to-be-bad-boy.html' title='When you want to be a bad boy!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-113001732699251176</id><published>2005-10-22T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T14:42:07.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two years later....</title><content type='html'> do you think you will be doing the same thing you are doing now? or will you be doing something different, that could consume your entire life, or do you want something to consume your entire life? things left done, and undone steadily rise into you, you try to avoid me, but you see my face everywhere, my voice can be heard, i will not stand alone, in a complex i didnt create, i want you to see my face, and see the passion that i have for you, do you think that two years will change my feelings? do want my feelings to change? do you want me to forget you? like nothing did actually happened? all it takes is a click, click, and im done, life needs to move, i need to move, i cannot stand in the parking lot standing there with my smile, in order to complete the picture i need you to walk into my path and press your lips against mine, to imagine a world where nothing we did mattered and all that we do is for our ever growing love, but that is only a moment in time, do you think you will be doing the same thing you are doing now...two years later? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-113001732699251176?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113001732699251176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=113001732699251176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113001732699251176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/113001732699251176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/two-years-later.html' title='two years later....'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112999868252514482</id><published>2005-10-22T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T09:31:22.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Leaving...</title><content type='html'>$1,000. 10 dress shirts, 2 dress coats, 8 ties, 2 pairs of dress pants, and 1 pair of dress shoes. Anybody who even slightly knows me, knows that this isnt exactly my style. I'm super excited to be going to Washington DC, but its gonna be totally weird. Of course I'm psyched to go to Norweigan camp too... No matter how nerdy it may sound. I'm anxious to leave town and meet some neew people, and hang out with some of my old friends. Yay. I leave in like 10 hours....thank god &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112999868252514482?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112999868252514482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112999868252514482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112999868252514482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112999868252514482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/finally-leaving.html' title='Finally Leaving...'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112993050928374903</id><published>2005-10-21T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T14:35:09.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My ear!!!</title><content type='html'>I just got the top of my ear randomly pierced! I had a dream about it the other night, and I woke up, convinced that I was gonna go do it. So today, I took Matt to Ink Fetish, and got my ear pierced.. !! It was kinda fun, but I think Matt was more scared for me than I was. Heh. The only part that I hated was the &amp;lt;crunch&amp;gt; noise that the cartillage made when the needle went through. eeew!!! Anyway, Just thought i'd share the new hole in my head with everyone!! Have a fun, and safe if you must, Christmas!! (PS. don't shop at The Bay.. I have to work from now till Christmas Eve Day.. boo!!!) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112993050928374903?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112993050928374903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112993050928374903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112993050928374903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112993050928374903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-ear.html' title='My ear!!!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112991296734575254</id><published>2005-10-21T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:42:47.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So you think you know everything??</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone I won't be around at all today, so to everyone who left comments yesterday, thanx and I'll be around soon to visit everyone. In the meantime,  Enjoy..........   SO YOU THINK YOU KNOW EVERYTHING?*A dime has 118 ridges around the edge.* A cat has 32 muscles in each ear.* A crocodile cannot stick out its tongue.*A dragonfly has a life span of 24 hours. *A goldfish has a memory span of three seconds. *A &amp;quot;jiffy&amp;quot; is an actual unit of time for 1/100th of a second.*A shark is the only fish that can blink with both eyes.*A snail can sleep for three years. *Al Capone's business card said he was a used furniture dealer.*All 50 states are listed across the top of the Lincoln Memorial on the back of the $5 bill.*Almonds are a member of the peach family.*An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain. *Babies are born without kneecaps. They don't appear until the child reaches 2 to 6 years of age.*Butterflies taste with their feet.*Cats have over one hundred vocal sounds. Dogs only have about 10.*&amp;quot;Dreamt&amp;quot; is the only English word that ends in the letters &amp;quot;mt&amp;quot;.* February 1865 is the only month in recorded history not to have a full moon.*In the last 4,000 years, no new animals have been domesticated.*If the population of China walked past you, in single file, the line would never end because of the rate of reproduction.*If you are an average American, in your whole life, you will spend an average of 6 months waiting at red lights.*It's impossible to sneeze with your eyes open.*Leonardo Da Vinci invented the scissors. *Maine is the only state whose name is just one syllable. *No word in the English language rhymes with month, orange, silver, or purple.*On a Canadian two dollar bill, the flag flying over the Parliament building is an American flag.*Our eyes are always the same size from birth, but our nose and ears never stop growing.  *Peanuts are one of the ingredients of dynamite.*Rubber bands last longer when refrigerated.*&amp;quot;Stewardesses&amp;quot; is the longest word typed with only the left hand and &amp;quot;lollipop&amp;quot; with your right.* The average person's left hand does 56% of the typing.*The cruise liner, QE2, moves only six inches for each gallon of diesel that it burns.*The microwave was invented after a researcher walked by a radar tube and a chocolate bar melted in his pocket.*The sentence: &amp;quot;The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog&amp;quot; uses every letter of the alphabet.*The winter of 1932 was so cold that Niagara Falls froze completely solid.*The words 'racecar,' 'kayak' and 'level' are the same wether they are read left to right or right to left (palindromes).*There are 293 ways to make change for a dollar.*There are more chickens than people in the world.*There are only four words in the English language which end in &amp;quot;dous&amp;quot;: tremendous, horrendous, stupendous, and hazardous.*There are two words in the English language that have all five vowels in order: &amp;quot;abstemious&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;facetious.&amp;quot;*There's no Betty Rubble in the Flintstones Chewables Vitamins.*Tigers have striped skin, not just striped fur.*TYPEWRITER is the longest word that can be made using the letters only on one row of the keyboard.*Winston Churchill was born in a ladies' room during a dance.*Women blink nearly twice as much as men.*Your stomach has to produce a new layer of mucus every two weeks; otherwise it will digest itself.     ..............Now you know everything   Have an awesome day everyone,   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112991296734575254?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112991296734575254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112991296734575254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112991296734575254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112991296734575254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-you-think-you-know-everything.html' title='So you think you know everything??'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112984478493395209</id><published>2005-10-20T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T14:46:24.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poems :)!!!</title><content type='html'>the land of my heartBarren, brokenlost and worlds apart!the veins in which runneth my blood!are ruptured,leaking, frozen in the frost!vision sees her!my illusion has her carved...she is no more, as she is lost!turmoil, tormentendless tears!lost her i have, yet i fear!vivid shadows, of my lovely past,silent screams, scriblings i cant discard!Love is written on the page, that was my last!yet i see no more my dream!no more sunshines beams!and all i hear are silent screams!still walk all alone, still harvest pain!praying for her to return, no more she is, she is gone!  2 i see it lurking past mei see it crying!i hear it loud and clear!i wonder what it is?is it what, i endlessly miss?if it is so, why it cries?no clue i have,but a map that guides me,beyond reality, beyond life!yet i strive deep, into confusion!i now see more clearly, what i see crying,it is what we call division!it persists, even now,like it always did, despite the fact,we had it hid!i intrude no more, in what is yours!yet grows in my barren land!your love, like a flower!still you run, further away!you have no heart, i askjust once more give way!!!and all i hear time and again!is beating down,of loneliness, of sad rain! 3 and as i write a new chapter,i seek joy,and see pains surrender! no more struck i m,no desperate sighs!clouded i m not anymore, by days of thunder! in this new chapter, i seekwhat had been my vision, though it was weak!i seek spring coming, i see the coming of joy! and happy this chapter will be!but it will end!life like always, will twist, will bend! and setting of the sun here!will ignite a fire, an endless desire!will have me dreaming, when im tired! BySardar M.Khan   I kinda love the way i have written these poemsssss!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112984478493395209?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112984478493395209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112984478493395209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112984478493395209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112984478493395209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/poems.html' title='poems :)!!!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112982655387132650</id><published>2005-10-20T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T09:42:33.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>somethin's better than nothin'</title><content type='html'>Yeah, you gotta reaction somethin outta me (somethins better than nothin) Turn it around now i can barely see (somethins better than nothin)  What was you name now? you're distracting me Was that your intention? you bring me to my knees  What did i hear you say? you heard a lot about me (somethins better than nothin) So what do you think bout it? do you like what you see? (somethins better than nothin)  Turn it around now what do you want from me? Don't take it for granted lord, knows it ain't free  Can't take it with you justgive it up tome (somethins better than nothin) Pull me in a little harder yeah, i think you might agree (somethins better than nothin)  Yeah, you give satisfaction and that's a guarantee You want me to stay in awhile? good, cause that's fine with me  (i think it's finished)??  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112982655387132650?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112982655387132650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112982655387132650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112982655387132650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112982655387132650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/somethins-better-than-nothin.html' title='somethin&apos;s better than nothin&apos;'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112975735281912144</id><published>2005-10-19T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T14:29:12.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing</title><content type='html'>       Yesterday is important day for2 reasons First, It is my dad's birthday I went to Kasetsart University for learn Micro After that, I went to The Mall and brought a present formy dad Second, Someone went to India I went to airport after bought the present. Meand my friend, Mile, went to airport for say goodbye someone that I almost talked everyday..So it make me cant slept last night coz I'm usually to talked with him before go to bed..But he called me when he finished everything to do..we talked about 4-5 minute ^o^ After that I played Mapleseafor 30 minutes then I went to bed ^_^ Today,Ihave meetingwithmy close friend Some of them met me at my house and went to my friend's house together we ate Pizza &amp;lt;3pieces per each&amp;gt; we stayed at that house until 8.00 pm. we plan to go shopping tomorrow after 6.00 pm.  + Misseverybodyso much +  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112975735281912144?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112975735281912144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112975735281912144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112975735281912144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112975735281912144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/missing.html' title='Missing'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112973935287168932</id><published>2005-10-19T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T09:29:12.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting indeed....</title><content type='html'>Well, here's something new:1 of the new riddles was gotten and one had one of the best guesses I have ever seen (Ihad to give him the point,it was such a good answer)by people whose blogs are in a foreign language (both are from Norway) and they are actually pretty good at english. The answer to the marriage riddle was to shred the piece he drew and have the king show the other paper to the crowd. Now not wanting to look dishonest, he wouldn't admit that the shredded piece was also exile, so he is forced to give away his daughter in marriage. And Jonathan had one of the best answers I havfe ever heard for the poison riddle: &amp;quot;When the &amp;quot;Greek king&amp;quot; lost his kingdom, his i no longer &amp;quot;the King&amp;quot; that's why the poison effect on the &amp;quot;king&amp;quot; (New King).&amp;quot; Now that is a good, well thought out answer. So good in fact that I will give it a point. But not the right answer. Sorry. I'm giving the answer. In ancient times, kings would ingest poison in small amounts, slowly increasing the doses so that they would become immune to poisons eventually. Neat, uh? New riddles: 1. In Hawaii, if you drop a steel ball weighing 5 pounds from a height of 45 inches, will it fall more rapidly through water at 20 degrees Fahrenheit or water at 40 degrees Fahrenheit. Or will it make no difference? Why? 2. Mrs. Shady is lying dead on a bed, and on the floor beside it is a pair of scissors. The scissors were instrumental in her death, yet there is no trace of blood. Mrs. Shady's body reveals no signs of cuts or bruises. How could she have been murdered with the pair of scissors? There you go. Enjoy yourselves (but not in public)!!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112973935287168932?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112973935287168932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112973935287168932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112973935287168932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112973935287168932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/interesting-indeed.html' title='Interesting indeed....'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112967139504302992</id><published>2005-10-18T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T14:36:35.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>used...</title><content type='html'>i cant believe that i fuckin let you do that...i promised myself that i wouldnt get used again. you wont even talk to me anymore or fucking attempt to...your ignoring me i guess damnit this is all bullshit...i hate my fucking life...... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112967139504302992?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112967139504302992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112967139504302992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112967139504302992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112967139504302992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/used.html' title='used...'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112965349252282912</id><published>2005-10-18T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T09:38:12.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday jibberish</title><content type='html'> Hiyas .. Ok got something from the heart to tell ya all... dont be too harsh on me..    Isnt paltalk (modern communications) great?  As Ive been telling colleagues, friends etc.. paltalk and the web in general is making our next and current generations Global.. (I wont go into the boring discussions weve had but they are about an entire communication / culture that is evolving from mass communications). Awesome isnt it to be able to get up in the morning and say hello to a friend across the world.. Maybe even a prospective love.. I have found foreign ladies to be particularly interesting lately due to the fact they are slightly different than where im from (usa). Where im from is a relative term because the differences are due to the fact that we arent from the same culture. Same would apply to GB males US females perhaps.. Have you all noticed how stupid prejudice sounds after surfing with your friends abroad for months, days weeks even hours.. This is a good trend peeps as prejudice is for the un-educated moron.. a redneck attitude in american slang..   I have an example of such a dipshit.. On the 4th of July naturally we were in a partying mood over here.. more cause we were off work that anything else.. However, a certain non U.S. male made the comment that the 4th was his Dogs birthday.. lol made it clear america was the dog. What a dickhead.. lol you guys lost cause it was a vast ocean and transportation wasnt modern enough to feed your supply lines (logistics) oh wow, big deal theres no way you could have defended it; no fault of anyones.. Now tell me what the hell does that have to do with todays world, that was 200+ years ago laughin my ass off.. Im tryin to point out how stupid prejudice really is .. We all have our refinements and unfortunately slums.. In Lances eyes one country is no better than the other just in differentstages of development.. Actually, if a brother is lacking we should help him not beat him over the head.. lol...  Forgive, forget, improve and move along ..   To clarify a bit; the above gentleman was in his late to early 50's.. Supports the generational argument with the web helping us along.. ^5 to modern thinkers of any age.  We have an opportunity today to erase all the idiot things our ancestors did.. and all we have to do is meld.. You know what, being a (modestly) educated person I can tell you this process occurs from the masses the common people (you and me) not the governments.. Anyway, a whole new world it is, here today.. I dont know about you my pals but I cant wait to explore all our similarities and EXCITING differences. Hell im looking for a wife or a love overseas and why not.... I figure the cultural differences alone will yield many years of interesting conversation exploration etc.. To the pals already married; you know how important staying interested really is.  I also appreciate a strong love of ones own country.. On ocassion you will hear me play Boston's American natl anthem .. means I love my country and individual freedoms for all of us.. I mean freedoms for all people and countries.. Some peoples do need to have modern amenities to be allowed the freedom to enjoy life and I undestand this too.. They'll be with ussoon.  &gt;From time to time you will notice Lance, BigBadBLue, Relttar1 or SilverFox_1 favoring a music genre. Its because im discovering through exploration these new sounds. Your welcome to ride along lol im on a global tour.. By no means am I favoring one or the other Lately, I have been on music from the Netherlands...Im exploring their cultural preferences and tryin toWalk a mile (kilometer) in their wooden shoes so to speak.. Lance is only human so obviously there is a wooden shoed lady under my skin at the moment.. she knows clearly who she is as well..  Anyway, wouldnt It be awesome to be comfortable enough to have massive global get togethers ? I know Lance is a (big) dreamer.. but its what makes me tick; Thanks much for reading..be it  Big Blue World keep rockin..  Hugzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz your Lancelot... ; )~    P.S. ~ some whispered,heart felt lyrics ..  If roses are meant to be red And violets to be blue Why isn't my heart meant for you My hands longing to touch you But I can barely breathe Starry eyes that make me melt Right in front of me Lost in this world I even get lost in this song And when the lights go down That is where I'll be found This music's irresistible Your voice makes my skin crawl Innocent and pure I guess you heard it all before Mister Inaccessible Will this ever change One thing that remains the same You're still a picture in a frame Lost in this world I even get lost in this song And when the lights go down That is where I'll be found I get lost in this world I get lost in your eyes And when the lights go down That's where I'll be found Yeah yeah I get lost in this world I get lost in your eyes And when the lights go down Am I the only one Ooh   Never be afraid of an angel ... your lyrics melt me..      Capricorn  December 21 - January 19 Remember, dear Capricorn, that it is insane to do the same thing over and over and expect different results. Don't fall into this trap of habitual blindness to the truth of an emotional issue. There is no real need for continual victimization on your part. Take responsibility for your feelings. Dig deep to find the courage to fight. There is nothing you can't accomplish as long as you are focused in the right way.  Aquarius  January 20 - February 17 You can't run uphill with a downhill attitude, dear Aquarius. Remember this the next time you are looking defeat in the eye. Your approach to the situation is everything. Today you might find that intense emotional issues are standing in the way of your progress. Don't let your own stubborn attitude toward the situation become a block. Realize that there is more than just your way of solving the problem.              &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112965349252282912?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112965349252282912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112965349252282912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112965349252282912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112965349252282912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/sunday-jibberish.html' title='Sunday jibberish'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112958461489050424</id><published>2005-10-17T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T14:30:14.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I almost died last night</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure WHO is trying to orchastrate my demise, but I am too wily for them. Last night's attempt consisted of a silk pillowcase on the pillow that I put over my ears and face when SOMEONE starts to snore. I found that more than once, the fabric got sucked into my nose and mouth and tried to suffocate me while I was sleeping.   My husband comes from a long line of snorers. I can remember my first camping trip with his family. I thought someone was out jet skiing before daybreak. As it turns out, his grandparents and another friend of ours were snoring like jet engines. His mother is a great snorer as well. She recently came to visit and at 5 a.m. I thought I heard someone dragging furniture around downstairs. After about 30 minutes of furniture moving, I realized it was my mother-in-law's snoring. I was cooking in the kitchen and she fell asleep sitting up with my son in her lap. She was snoring so loud I warned my son to be careful that he might be inhaled.   We have another friend, Lino, who snores loud enough to peel paint from the walls. Many years ago when Lino and Steve were working for Borland, we were sent to a conference and had to share a room. Lino and his wife slept face to face snoring so hard they were blowing each other's hair up. Eight sleeping pills and putty earlplugs so thick I think my head wasn't laying flat on the pillow later, I was able to fall asleep after Steve and Lino left for the conference. Lino couldn't understand why I was bitter about the whole thing.   But I digress. I was talking about the attempts on my life. A few years ago we were scuba diving in Florida. We went out to the first dive site and dropped the anchor.I don't do the Jacques Cousteau water entry. I like to jump in sans equipment and then have my stuff thrown into the water and I put it on the water. My whole family dives this way. So anyway, Steve throws my equipment in and the water is extremely choppy. I'm finding I'm having great difficulty with my equipment and having a really hard time treading water and staying afloat. And I'm thinking, WHY am I am having so much trouble? Sure the current is rough today but I'm a swimmer! Finally I was getting so tired of struggling that I swam to the boat and grabbed onto the boat ladder. It was then that I saw that the hose was not connected to my bouyancy compensator. Thus I had been treading water and holding up about 20-30 pounds of equipment plus I had on a weight belt. When the hose is hooked up and the vest inflated, it is nearly weightless. I yelled up at my brother &amp;quot;What are you trying to do, kill me?&amp;quot; And my dad leaned over the side and said &amp;quot;That'd be your husband.&amp;quot; MMMM HMMMM.   He's made other attempts on my life too. Being tall, he can reach WAY higher into the cabinets than me. He stacks the Tupperware lids and Tupperware high into the cabinet so when I open the cabinet, I'm ambushed by a giant avalanche of lids and Tupperware.   Someone has also planted spiders in the car. Right above my head. So when I'm driving, suddenly a spider comes down on it's web right in my face and I nearly wreck the car. Made to LOOK like an accident, but not.   I'm sure WHOEVER it is has learned that I'm much too crafty to be taken out like this. I'll admit the silk pillowcase was very sneaky but I'm on to them! Maybe the plan is wear me down with the snoring so I'm so tired I'm not aware of the next, more complicated plot. That's it, I'm sleeping with one eye open.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112958461489050424?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112958461489050424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112958461489050424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112958461489050424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112958461489050424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-almost-died-last-night.html' title='I almost died last night'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112956769160233448</id><published>2005-10-17T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T09:48:11.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strong words of a judge</title><content type='html'>     It's been a while since I updated here. I've added a bit more to my space. I now have a guestbook. I haven't had too many visitors here, but I'm hoping to make some friends.  I've explored many other spaces here, and I've seen some really great ones. It also gave me some more ideas for adding content to my space. As time passes, I will find more stuff to add.  Another thing that is new is background music. It's only a sample of a song from the Zen Garden CD from Avalon Music. This works better though, because the song is a smaller file size, so it doesn't take up as much storage space. Also, if you're wondering, I love hard rock/metal music, but I also enjoy listening to instrumental Asian music.Actually, Ihave an appreciation for all kinds of music.     And now I'd like to add something I received in an e-mail. It's something that I feel many should read. So feel free to copy and paste it in your own blog or whatever. Just pass it on!      Remember the guy who got on a plane with a bomb built into his shoe andtried to light it?Did you know his trial is over?Did you know he was sentenced?Did you see/hear any of the judge's comments on TV/Radio?Didn't think so.Everyone should hear what the judge had to say.Ruling by Judge William Young, US District Court.Prior to sentencing, the Judge asked the defendant if he had anything to say.His response: After admitting his guilt to the court for the record,Reid also admitted his &amp;quot;allegiance to Osama bin Laden, to Islam, and tothe religion of Allah,&amp;quot; defiantly stated &amp;quot;I think I will not apologizefor my actions,&amp;quot; and told the court &amp;quot;I am at war with your country.&amp;quot;Judge Young then delivered the statement quoted below:January 30, 2003, United States vs. Reid. Judge Young:&amp;quot;Mr. Richard C. Reid, hearken now to the sentence the Court imposes upon you. On counts 1, 5 and 6 the Court sentences you to life in prison in the custody of the United States Attorney General.  On counts 2, 3, 4 and 7, the Court sentences you to 20 years in prison on each count, the sentence on each count to run consecutive with the other. That's 80 years. On count 8 the Court sentences you to the mandatory 30 years consecutive to the 80 years just imposed. The Court imposes upon you each of the eight counts a fine of $250,000 for the aggregate fine of $2 million. The Court accepts the government's recommendation with respect to restitution and orders restitution in the amount of $298.17 to Andre Bousquet and $5,784 to American Airlines. The Court imposes upon you the $800 special assessment. The Court imposes upon you five years supervised release simply because the law requires it. But the life sentences are real life sentences so I need go no further. This is the sentence that is provided for by our statutes. It is a fair and just sentence. It is a righteous sentence. Let me explain this to you. We are not afraid of you or any of your terrorist co-conspirators, Mr. Reid. We are Americans. We have been through the fire before. There is all too much war talk here and I say that to everyone with the utmost respect. Here in this court, we deal with individuals as individuals and care for individuals as individuals. As human beings, we reach out for justice.You are not an enemy combatant. You are a terrorist. You are not a soldier in any war. You are a terrorist. To give you that reference, to call you a soldier, gives you far too much stature. Whether it is the officers of government who do it or your attorney who does it, or if you think you are a soldier. You are not----- you are a terrorist. And we do not negotiate with terrorists. We do not meet with terrorists. We do not sign documents with terrorists. We hunt them down one by one and bring themto justice.So war talk is way out of line in this court. You are a big fellow. But you are not that big. You're no warrior. I've know warriors. You are a terrorist. A species of criminal that is guilty of multiple attempted murders. In a very real sense, State Trooper Santiago had it right when you first were taken off that plane and into custody and you wondered where the press and where the TV crews were, and he said: &amp;quot;You're no big deal.&amp;quot;  You are no big deal.What your able counsel and what the equally able United States attorneys have grappled with and what I have as honestly as I know how tried to grapple with, is why you did something so horrific. What was it that led you here to this courtroom today?I have listened respectfully to what you have to say. And I ask you to search your heart and ask yourself what sort of unfathomable hate led you to do what you are guilty and admit you are guilty of doing. And I have an answer for you. It may not satisfy you, but as I search this entire record, it comes as close to understanding as I know.It seems to me you hate the one thing that to us is most precious. You hate our freedom. Our individual freedom. Our individual freedom to live as we choose, to come and go as we choose, to believe or not believe as we individually choose. Here, in this society, the very wind carries freedom. It carries it everywhere from sea to shining sea. It is because we prize individual freedom so much that you are here in this beautiful courtroom. So that everyone can see, truly see, that justice is administered fairly, individually, and discretely. It is for freedom's sake that your lawyers are striving so vigorously on your behalf and have filed appeals, will go on in their representation of you before other judges. We Americans are all about freedom. Because we all know that the way we treat you, Mr. Reid, is the measure of our own liberties. Make no mistake though. It is yet true that we will bare any burden; pay any price, to preserve our freedoms. Look around this courtroom. Mark it well. The world is not going to long remember what you or I say here. Day after tomorrow, it will be forgotten, but this, however, will long endure. Here in this courtroom and courtrooms all across America, the American people will gather to see that justice, individual justice, justice, not war, individual justice is in fact being done. The very President of the United States through his officers will have to come into courtrooms and lay out evidence on which specific matters can be judged and juries of citizens will gather to sit and judge that evidence democratically, to mold and shape and refine our sense of justice.See that flag, Mr. Reid? That's the flag of the United States of America That flag will fly there long after this is all forgotten. That flag stands for freedom. And it always will.Mr. Custody Officer. Stand him down.So, how much of this Judge's comments did we hear on our TV sets?We need more judges like Judge Young, but that's another subject. Pass this around. Everyone should and needs to hear what this fine judge had to say.Powerful words that strike home.God bless America.      And lastly, I'd like to add a beautiful poem. I did not write this poem. It is in the inside cover of my Tao: Music for Relaxation CD, also from Avalon.  Do not mourn the fallen tree When now you see the moon  Do not seek more in the stuff of dreams Than the world as it shines at noon  Climb the mountain to reach the top Claim victory at the peak Then watch as the mountain streams flow down It is the valley below they seek  Toil not to be the best But to see a job proudly done When a hearth is warm as the snow descends Success will have been won  There is more to learn in the stillness Than in talk or novelty Allow yourself when sitting, to sit When being, just to be.  ~Karen Green      Take care!   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112956769160233448?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112956769160233448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112948044379616994</id><published>2005-10-16T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T09:34:03.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Wow I must be really getting bored, with no jobs and all, saw this somewhere and decided so sign up, this might be the only post or the last time I touch this, I don't know, &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112948044379616994?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112948044379616994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112948044379616994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112948044379616994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112948044379616994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112941274658374048</id><published>2005-10-15T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T14:45:46.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Love Someone</title><content type='html'>When you love someone so deep inside,It seems like it's so easy to hide.You've loved him for so very long,You would think he could do no wrong.Every day you would hope and pray,That he would always stay this way.He treated you like you should be treated,You thought your life was finally completed.You thought your love was growing true,And then one day it was all so blue.He started putting you down and it hurt,You thought all you were to him was dirt.He started ignoring you and you wondered why,All you wanted to do was curl up and die.You thought your relationship would never end,But that was all so fake and pretend.One night he was so sweet to you,You thought all those things were maybe untrue,Two days later he was back the same,You thought you were the one to blame.He thought the relationship was getting too seriousAnd that you had become a little too curious.By this time you knew it wouldn't last,All the nice things he said were in the past.You thought that you would marry him some day,But this time God wanted to get his way.You wanted things back how they were before,But you knew this couldn't happen anymore.It was a Saturday night about ten o'clock,You heard the news and it wasn't a shock.You knew this was going to happen soon,As you laid there and cried in the pale lit moon. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112941274658374048?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112941274658374048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112941274658374048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112941274658374048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112941274658374048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/when-you-love-someone.html' title='When You Love Someone'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112939395285300408</id><published>2005-10-15T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T09:32:38.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rudin can be refined</title><content type='html'>the best parts of rudin are elementary point-set topology and sequences of functions. Should read these parts once more. lebesgue is mediocre, a good introductory chapter, but since I got royden, there is no need to consult it further. I don't like the parts on inverse function theorem, implicit function theorem and differential forms, although the first one is slightly better than the latter two. probably i have known them for too long and the passion has waned long ago, so a rigorous treatment seems really trivial and lacklustre. Howeverthey are the focus of next term's analysis. so maybe i would saveit for a revision. I am quite unhappy with cam'sstructure of analysis courses. analysis 1 is trivial. 2 may be interesting tothe curious eyes of a first year, but they really sound so boring now. they should compress these two into a single first year course.general measure theory should be done in the second year, and functional in the third. topics in analysis is more like a course in approximation theory. right? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112939395285300408?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112939395285300408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112939395285300408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112939395285300408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112939395285300408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/rudin-can-be-refined.html' title='rudin can be refined'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112932618023132063</id><published>2005-10-14T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T14:43:00.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was wrong</title><content type='html'>Hi, I guess I've lost the ability to keep a positive attitude and see any negative thing as positive. After so many negativity hit me one after another, all I'm left with is negativity, and the negativity is definitely more negative than a very electronegative fluorine. What do I haf, but negativity? Hopeless now. Cant even cheer up wif the normal things I do to cheer myself up. I used to crapped a lot and was a bai chi, now I cant even crap. I dun feel like toking much. Yeah, I'm shutting myself up. I dunno wad I can do tomake myself a cation like I used to be. All Ihope for is time will extract morenegativity away from me. Things happening to me are making more negative as days pass...  Today had chi. 3A took photos wif the china girls. Today is their last day here for the exchange programme. 3 weeks had passed, I wonder many things... Chi was writing a letter, shld be alright, hope to go . Maths, last period on linear law, think I understood wad was taught. Bio was alright, although isit's anotherdry info feeding session. After the lesson ended, mrs har asked me about the judges' comment. Yeah, &amp;quot;This is the lousiest slide&amp;quot;. The comments arecausing lightning storms in me. At least, I haf some positive news from mrs har, she said mr wong was interested in our project. I see wad he said in another way and hypothesise something else. Recess later was eng debate, then geo and lastly, ph. Ph, yah, screwed my common test. Damn it, I was freaking careless. Lost so many marks for wrong substitution, sig fig. I dunno how many times must I hit the wall wif my thick skull of mine. I'm right, I never learn. After sch, EP3. Art club damn sian. Drawing a sch scenery. I drew something which really looked like the real building, but kuek said it was too simple. -.-; Then, had a commitee meeting, very fei one though. After dat, since it was late, I waited for my dad to fetch me. While waiting, saw doug, wl, yg, and best friend. Some story in between, dun feel like toking abt it. Then haf I prison call, pia to changi.  This week watched 9 movies liao, 2 more coming, spiderman n x-men. Though this place is visited many times by ppl, but the tagboard seems very clean. I think I'll hafta program some thingy to make tagging inevitable. Haiz, I wanna laugh out loud, but negativity in me is a factor preventing me from doing so. Juz made a decision to say gdbye.   Next week, Shall We Dance? Received a private msg from organiser to all participants of this sabbatical. So, next week is no sch u for me which isn't bad. Lot of stuff to bring. Hope dat everyday will end at 1:30 if not, earlier which is better cos I can  in the cinema longer. Oh ya, next week, reverse bungee week. One more time, who wanna go wif me? $18. PLS, PLS, PLS, PLS, PLS, PLS, PLS, PLS A KIND SOUL, JOIN ME. Thx, (as many as the level of negativity which I believe is very high...) Hope I can go up the sky to lose some negativity in my.... I do hope.   This is all I haf, or maybe, not really all, I haf all but dun feel like bloggin. Maybe when I'm positive once again, I'll be doing detailed bloggin once again. Meanwhile, cya!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112932618023132063?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112932618023132063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112932618023132063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112932618023132063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112932618023132063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-was-wrong.html' title='I was wrong'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112930826610848953</id><published>2005-10-14T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T09:44:26.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What does your birthday mean?</title><content type='html'>    Your Birthdate: August 15  With a birthday on the 15th of any month, you are apt to have really strong attachments to home, family and domestic scene. The 1 and 5 equaling 6, provide the sort of energy that makes you an excellent parent or teacher. You are very responsible and capable. This is an attractive and an attracting influence. You like harmony in your environment and strive to maintain it. You tend to learn by observation rather than study and research. You may like to cook, but you probably don't follow recipes. This number shows artistic leanings and would certainly support an talents that may be otherwise in your makeup. You're a very generous and giving person, but perhaps a bit stubborn in ways. What Does Your Birth Date Mean? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112930826610848953?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112930826610848953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112930826610848953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112930826610848953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112930826610848953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-does-your-birthday-mean.html' title='What does your birthday mean?'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112922134962850015</id><published>2005-10-13T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T09:35:49.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its raining!</title><content type='html'>Oh what a rainy day! the pool closed so i dont have to work!!! YES! so now i get to sit around and make puppy chow, cookies, and peanut butter bars till about 530. then i have vball! FUN! was going to go to see Lone Star but no! parents rock..wouldnt you all agree?  well if anyone is bored, just give call!  see ya! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112922134962850015?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112922134962850015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112922134962850015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112922134962850015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112922134962850015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-raining.html' title='its raining!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112915320622705279</id><published>2005-10-12T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T14:40:06.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my best friend</title><content type='html'>I never had no1 that I could count onI've been that down so many timesI was tired of hurtin' so tired of searchiin'Til you walked into my lifeIt was a feelin' I'd never knownAnd for the first time I didn't feel alone You're more than a loverThere could never be anotherTo make me feel the way you doOh we just get closerI fall in love all overEvery time I look at your chatI don't know where I'd be Without you here with meLife with you makes perfect senseYou're my best friendYou're my best friend &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112915320622705279?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112915320622705279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112915320622705279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112915320622705279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112915320622705279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-best-friend.html' title='my best friend'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112913462396988600</id><published>2005-10-12T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T09:30:24.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my belgian summer</title><content type='html'>hey guys  how are you doin, hope you are enjoin the good weather, guess what: i have some TAN during my stay in Belgium, what a suprise!!!how can ibelieve it my self, yes the last days ispend my timereading some books under the sun in the park which isbeautifull, was wondering how long will this fantastic weather keep goin, for sure we never know...  another exciting news, i am going holywood, if you still dont believe it thencheck this out   tuan_go_holywood  at the mean timei am goin back to the swimming pool very OFTEN now, i mean it!!! a comment about Belgianswimming pool: the water is too cold in the winter and too hot in the summer, in fact theCOLD water tab only works in the winter and thewarm ones turn to betoo HOTduring the summer, its another Belgian thing: they save too much energy during the winter time and then waste them allin the summer.  There are festivitiesin almost every cities in Belgium now and then, this month in Leuven FREE concerts every weekend;exciting isnt it -c'est gratui, who can sayNO to that. Next week they will start &amp;quot;Gensche Fieste&amp;quot; (means Gent festival -its dutch language, STRANGE!!! let me tell you, dont ever try to learn it, its a big headache and for me a paint in the ass) inGent for a consecutive 10 days of music, concert and party...i hope i can manage to come there for one or two days, there should be plenty of things to see and do...  hey people, thats it for today and will back soon for more...thanks for your attention  xx  tuan  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112913462396988600?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112913462396988600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112913462396988600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112913462396988600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112913462396988600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-belgian-summer.html' title='my belgian summer'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112906641217930454</id><published>2005-10-11T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T14:33:32.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Pc!</title><content type='html'>I just had to post something about my new pc. If it wasn't for me having a new pc, i'd still be using linux, and wouldn't have a clue about My Space! Here are some pictures of my new pc, I didn't have anywhere to put it at first, so it's kind of sitting on the coffee table, but now I have a pretty little desk that it's all sitting on.  I'm such a dork! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112906641217930454?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112906641217930454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112906641217930454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112906641217930454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112906641217930454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-new-pc.html' title='My New Pc!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112897981269467722</id><published>2005-10-10T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T14:30:12.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Remembrance Ballad - Atreyu</title><content type='html'>These days are closing inBecause has become apparentWe're only here for so longWill anyone remember my nameWhen time has washed away the dust of our ashesWhen my head rests in a velvet lined casketWhat's out there?What is my eternal fate?And it only just recently hit meThat this life is just a stateMortality fading, like the innocence of loveI'm scared to death of what's to becomeOf my immortal soul of this eternal flameWill you remember?Will your heart sing with pain?Who calls out my name?And tell me what happensWhen my eyes close for the last timeDoes it all simply end in a blanket of darknessAnd what of my soul, what of my soul?All those things that you couldn't sayYou should've saidAll those I-love-you's lostWeighed more like lead on your chestAll those things that you couldn't sayYou should've saidAll those I-love-you's lostWeighed more like lead on your chest, what ofOf my immortal soul of this eternal flameWill you remember?Will your heart sing with pain?Who calls out my name?And tell me what happensWhen my eyes close for the last timeDoes it all simply end in a blanket of darknessAnd what of my soul, what of my soul?If I could take back all those misspent daysEvery second of anger, I would wash my sins away!Who calls out my name?And tell me what happensWhen my eyes close for the last timeDoes it all simply end in a blanket of darknessAnd what of my soul, what of my soul? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112897981269467722?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112897981269467722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112897981269467722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112897981269467722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112897981269467722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/remembrance-ballad-atreyu.html' title='The Remembrance Ballad - Atreyu'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112896193306474751</id><published>2005-10-10T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T09:32:13.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July!!!</title><content type='html'>I went to Kenai and was in the parade for the Artic Winter Games! It was fun except for the stupid flags kept on blowing all over me! Oh well! After the parade i hung out with Kaiti and hugh and daws for a while then me and my broder went into the fair thingamabob and i had to wait for him cuz he talked to one of his friends for like half an hour then i saw hugh and talked to him intersting things we talked about! lol anyways uh let me think oh and then i went home and went swimming that was fun and then i ate a thing called a schkob weird thing but it was good then i played soccer with eli and my cuz it was fun!!! Also my little bro has a soccer game today this should be intersting if ya know what i mean!!!    Cassie!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112896193306474751?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112896193306474751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112896193306474751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112896193306474751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112896193306474751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/fourth-of-july.html' title='Fourth of July!!!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112889428381149813</id><published>2005-10-09T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T14:44:43.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradox of No Kind</title><content type='html'>I am not leaving, stay away from me if you wish for me to. I have another space yes, but that is used for different purposes. Not for any cretin to view it. I am sick of so many people, I shall just ignore them. I shall now make this space unaccessable to those I wish not to see it. Let them think it's deleted. I don't have to actually do that. Fools. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112889428381149813?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112889428381149813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112889428381149813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112889428381149813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112889428381149813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/paradox-of-no-kind.html' title='Paradox of No Kind'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112887576390467372</id><published>2005-10-09T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T09:36:04.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The bad, the worse and the so so</title><content type='html'> Wednesday's Slots of Fun league bowling night was a tough one this week. I knew from the first practice ball I threwthat I was going to be in trouble for the evening as I could not control thehook that the ball had, no matter where I moved or which ball I threw.  Lucky for my team, we faced another team that had only two members present. In an near repeat of last week, my first two games had open frames early(in the third frame this week - last week it was the second frame). At one point in the second game, I missed four consecutive easy spares. I left lots of 7 pins and 10 pins standing after my first shots throughout the three games. No love as I often say.  It was by far the lowest scores that I've posted this season and I am embarrassed to even put them down here. But with the good, will come the bad, so here they are: 189 + 179 + 203 = 571 (190 average), bringing my (still league leading) season average down to 214. Despite my poor showing, my team still managed to win three games. We are in second place overall and almost at the midway point in our season. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112887576390467372?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112887576390467372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112887576390467372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112887576390467372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112887576390467372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/bad-worse-and-so-so.html' title='The bad, the worse and the so so'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112878984048583319</id><published>2005-10-08T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T09:44:00.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend</title><content type='html'>It never ceases to amaze me how utterly stupid and narrow minded some people are...  Anyhoo... On the weekend i went to Maz's house, we watched zoolander and the incredibles and baked cake and ate waaay too many lollies. I also went to the doctor - while i was there, waited an hour, got in and then the doctor was called away because some lady bought in her fitting child from home. I was like &amp;quot;why didn't you call the ambulance?!&amp;quot; Yeah and i went to swimming and i think coach is getting pissed off cause my knee is still screwed and i did my romeo and juliet essay and yeah.....  well... i'll see you later then &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112878984048583319?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112878984048583319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112878984048583319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112878984048583319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112878984048583319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-weekend.html' title='My weekend'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112872074444180963</id><published>2005-10-07T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T14:32:24.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jojo is ironing his shirts and pants!</title><content type='html'> Yesterday night i was shocked with Joshua's action. He took his pants to iron board and hold the iron to iron his pants, after it, he would sway his pants like what i normally do for cooling down the clothes just right after ironing, wah, what a big scene for daddy and mummy! That's why i keep saying this age of toddlers are good in imitating, you no need to purposely teach them on how to use this and that, once they finish their &amp;quot;observations and mimicry&amp;quot; they will start showing it out. But, for Joshua's linguistic ability, sigh...a bit slower, might be this is a different between boy and girl. Don't know how true of it, he starts to call me &amp;quot;ma-ma&amp;quot; and Khen &amp;quot;ba-ba&amp;quot;, is it just a coincident??!!  Joshua likes &amp;quot;cat&amp;quot; now, what my family used to say &amp;quot;&amp;quot; because his face is full of scratches, i also don't know where he got this la...he always over-active and gets bruises easily.   Joshua likes to sit inside the drawer, he would pull outall the clothes and throwout to floor then only sit inside.He would once experience falling down and the whole side table hold down on his body, but very surprised that he didn't cry. After trials and errors, he becomes more smarter, he now only sit on those big cabinet's drawer. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112872074444180963?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112872074444180963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112872074444180963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112872074444180963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112872074444180963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/jojo-is-ironing-his-shirts-and-pants.html' title='Jojo is ironing his shirts and pants!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112870355750733101</id><published>2005-10-07T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T09:45:58.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>* 1</title><content type='html'>       * 1 Friday 22/7/05 06.45am- (..) 7   ~  Audy  ! ! ! 07.00am -    2   2   40  ~ ,, ..  -_-'' ~  1 07.15am - !!   ..... 09.00am -   ~ (,, ) .. .. 09.20am - .. ..  T-T  .. .. .. .. !! 11.00am -  .. .. !! ( ~  40 ) 11.30am -  (..)   10   (.. )    . . . 00.30pm - ()       3 (, , )  7 (, , , , , , ) 01.30am -    ..      ~  !! 02.00pm -  ~  2  ~  1  1  1  ~  2   1  ~  10   (  ...55)    ?  16.00pm -  ~ 2  (8 )~  !! 17.30pm - ..  ~  ..       (&amp;gt;_&amp;lt;) 18.30pm-  ~   ~ ( ) (..) ~ &amp;quot;!!&amp;quot;  &amp;quot; 4!!&amp;quot; ~..  !! 11.00pm-~ ~   ~..   -_-    ~..  ~   ......  .... .. .. zZZ To be continue... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112870355750733101?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112870355750733101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112870355750733101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112870355750733101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112870355750733101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/1.html' title='* 1'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112863500873978576</id><published>2005-10-06T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T14:43:28.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroin</title><content type='html'>I don't know just where I'm goingBut I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a manWhen I put a spike into my veinAnd I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the sameWhen I'm rushing on my runAnd I feel just like Jesus' sonAnd I guess that I just don't knowAnd I guess that I just don't knowI have made the big decisionI'm gonna try to nullify my life'Cause when the blood begins to flowWhen it shoots up the dropper's neckWhen I'm closing in on deathAnd you can't help me now, you guysAnd all you sweet girls with all your sweet talkYou can all go take a walkAnd I guess that I just don't knowAnd I guess that I just don't knowI wish that I was born a thousand years agoI wish that I'd sail the darkened seasOn a great big clipper shipGoing from this land here to thatIn a sailor's suit and capAway from the big cityWhere a man can not be freeOf all of the evils of this townAnd of himself, and those aroundOh, and I guess that I just don't knowOh, and I guess that I just don't knowHeroin, be the death of meHeroin, it's my wife and it's my lifeBecause a mainer to my veinLeads to a center in my headAnd then I'm better off and deadBecause when the smack begins to flowI really don't care anymoreAbout all the Jim-Jim's in this townAnd all the politicians makin' crazy soundsAnd everybody puttin' everybody else downAnd all the dead bodies piled up in mounds'Cause when the smack begins to flowThen I really don't care anymoreAh, when the heroin is in my bloodAnd that blood is in my headThen thank God that I'm as good as deadThen thank your God that I'm not awareAnd thank God that I just don't careAnd I guess I just don't knowAnd I guess I just don't know &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112863500873978576?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112863500873978576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112863500873978576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112863500873978576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112863500873978576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/heroin.html' title='Heroin'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112861654919577524</id><published>2005-10-06T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T09:35:49.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Thinking Becoming Extinct?</title><content type='html'> I know, I know, all of these topics are probably really annoying. But they're things that I think about and so there for feel that I need to write them down. So here goes: Everyone says that the youth of today is spoon-fed their thoughts, emotions, etc. Is it true? I'm starting to think so. When I observe people at school, I realize that no one seems to acknowledge the fact that we are at war, that there is a conflict over the issue of abortion, and some don't even know who the President is. I watched MTV the other day and was shocked to see that some teenagers actually think that the Holocaust was when we bombed Japan. How did this happen? People don't have opinions anymore. Rex (my boyfriend) seems to think that the reason is &amp;quot;Ignorance is bliss&amp;quot;, and that if people don't acknowledge the existence of unpleasant issues then they won't have to accept them. Maybe that's true. But it's pathetic and sad. When I listen to the people at school, the only things they have conversations about are what they want to wear to the next party, who cheated on who, and who has the answers to the chemistry test. Why does no one care about the world around them? There is a much bigger world than high school. It scares me that my class is going to be in the real world in less than a year. How are we ever going to make it? Our parents have babied us beyond belief - we are suffocated and protected and shielded from life. I don't think it's always been that way. So how will things ever change? Until later,   - shannon &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112861654919577524?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112861654919577524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112861654919577524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112861654919577524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112861654919577524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/is-thinking-becoming-extinct.html' title='Is Thinking Becoming Extinct?'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112854898955096446</id><published>2005-10-05T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T14:49:49.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So long Kindergarden</title><content type='html'>Gillian had her kindergarden party today, they sang songs and acted cute. 2 more days of school for her then she's a big first grader with all day school. I know she's thrilled just hope she doesn't get too sleepy, as she does already.  Madison and Ben have to go half day on Monday which seems silly to me but who am I to point out that it is nonsense. I did however have to call the principal on the man old lunch lady who keeps on refusing to give Ben lunch when he forgets his lunch card or even when she makes mistakes and screws up his account and says he doesn't have money. I may have to go down and beat her up.....ha. frustrating that he has such a long day and she said to him yesterday &amp;quot;oh well i guess you don't eat lunch today&amp;quot; if it happens again mommy is going to say &amp;quot;oh well i guess my foot rammed your arse that obviously doesn't skip meals like my son has to&amp;quot;..yes mommy is bitter but if you are a champion for your children in the school system, no one will be, thats' for sure.  Ben is looking forward to Alabama though I'm not looking forward to having no one help me occupy the girls..he's a good big brother to them. I have to replace pool by then and me and girls can just lounge around in that providing our weather ever gets nice.  Emmie is saying &amp;quot;what's that&amp;quot; to everything!!!! &amp;quot;cracker&amp;quot; is her favorite...she's still in a wanting to smack me everytime she wants something phase and she's a strong one so it's not like a baby tap. she runs around after these kids and keeps up with the best of them.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112854898955096446?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112854898955096446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112854898955096446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112854898955096446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112854898955096446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-long-kindergarden.html' title='So long Kindergarden'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112853061958432736</id><published>2005-10-05T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T09:43:39.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Work! ...crap</title><content type='html'>I gotta workon those books for english today(even though I really don't want to...) cause I really need to start on Ceasar.I only have 34 more questions left in the BNW packet and I'm gonna start on the today.  Also, for some reason, Megan and Kristan got mad at me for having their pictures on this site, so you'll notice that my &amp;quot;Friends at South Floyd&amp;quot; picture blog has less pictures in it now .  Now, if you'll excuse me (and I'm pretty sure you will), I have work to do. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112853061958432736?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112853061958432736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112853061958432736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112853061958432736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112853061958432736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/time-to-work-crap.html' title='Time To Work! ...crap'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112846167187575652</id><published>2005-10-04T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T14:34:31.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidences &amp; Happenings at work</title><content type='html'>Today my cousin Szecame for an interview at my company. Den one of my parttime colleague, Alvin realised tat she looks familiar.. ask me abt it, den noe tat she's actually his NS buddy, Alex's gf.  Today was attached to front-counter to Hui Koon. I find tat she's so interesting and soOo 'like' me. If frds say i soft-spoken, den i would say she's twice as soft as me. Even when the customers were in front of her, almost none can hear her. Hilarious part was when the customers were going thru their documents, she always canot get their attentions, so i reiterated her words louder to them. I totally understand wat my friends were going thru when they 'compliment' tat i'm soft-spoken.. lol. So coincidence is tat the colleague beside her, Christinais actually my jc schoolmate. As usual, the u-know-who is wat is wat all links together. When they were talking, and i was sitting in the middle, Christina's repetitions of 'Huh' makes me wana laugh!! Been here for almost a month liao, seems unwillingly to leave.. feeling is like jz as u getting used to the environment, den gotta go.. hmm.. can only be here abt 3 more weeks..  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112846167187575652?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112846167187575652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112846167187575652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112846167187575652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112846167187575652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/coincidences-happenings-at-work.html' title='Coincidences &amp; Happenings at work'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112844396394879350</id><published>2005-10-04T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T09:39:23.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Quotes From The Beloved JTHM</title><content type='html'>Her is some quotes from JTHM.  i was making rice kripsie treats the other day but i had no butter i cried and cried but still no butter came.WHY!!!  ''WACKY!!? What the Hell kind of word is THAT!? WACKY!? I HATE the word!! Fewer words are as excruciatingly stupid!!! And used in description of me!!! FOOK!!  ~Nny ''Oh, such a beautiful night. I think i'll kill myself.  ~Nny THIS IS GOING TO TAKE LONGER THAN I THOUGHT. I'LL GO MAKE SANDWICHES AND I'LL COME RIGHT BACK...... DO YOU WANT CHEESE ON YOURS!? ~Nny  Dear Diary Today i stuffed dolls full of dead rats I put them into the blender.Im wondering if there is something wrong with me. OH YOU BLEEDING CRACKS!!!!!! ~Nny 2 NIGHTS AGO I WAS TAKING A WALK AT NIGHT, AND THIS LITTLE CHIHUAHUA STARTED FOLLOWING ME!!! GODDAMNIT!! IT KNEW!!I RAN, AND LOST IT, AND MADE IT HOME!!! BUT IT KNEW!! IT KNEW!!   ~Nny How lovely you are in my straightjacket, though the bloodstains do clash wiht your lipstick. No matter.... you are beautiful. Cursed with an abnormally vast preciption of this cruel reality. Trudging through levels of intense emotion no small minded creature withstand!! SO IT IS NO SURPRISE THAT , MOST OF ALL THERE IS A PAININ SUPERIORITY. I suffer........''sob''.......because I'am better. ''Dead, Diary I seem to be dead........~Nny &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112844396394879350?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112844396394879350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112844396394879350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112844396394879350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112844396394879350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/some-quotes-from-beloved-jthm.html' title='Some Quotes From The Beloved JTHM'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112837567719118432</id><published>2005-10-03T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T14:41:17.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday!!!</title><content type='html'>Today I had music all day....i performed for the year 7 and 8's in preparation for my competition tomorrow.  Tonight....i hung out with Anna .... she is naughty, very naughty !!!! she likes to laugh at me....hahahahaBut its cool :)  Tomorrow I have my competition at Dilworth School...it is for chamber competitions for the auckland region. I am kind of nervous....about my irish parts...but for the classical i am fine. haha  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112837567719118432?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112837567719118432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112837567719118432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112837567719118432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112837567719118432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/thursday.html' title='Thursday!!!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112835713887040948</id><published>2005-10-03T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T09:32:18.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mauritanians overthrow their dictator</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;The United States condemned on Wednesday the military coup d'etat in Mauritania, and urged President Maaouyia Ould Taya to be restored to power.&amp;quot; --China View  I do not want to condemn or condone. The overthrown Mauritanian president was a dictator indeed; most self-claimed Arab leaders are tyrantsincluding US alliesHusni Mubarak of Egyptand the British king of Jordan.  Now, Based on Bush's theories of saving people of the worldfrom the tyrants,I expected that US will celebrate Mauritanians FREEDOM that took place without costing US a drop of blood. So why are they angry? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112835713887040948?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112835713887040948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112835713887040948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112835713887040948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112835713887040948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/mauritanians-overthrow-their-dictator.html' title='Mauritanians overthrow their dictator'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112828880881321418</id><published>2005-10-02T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T14:33:28.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one more day...</title><content type='html'> Tomorrow is the big day...SCHOOL! I think Emily is still excited, (I hope). We have been picking out clothes that she is going to wear for her first day. So far has only changed her mind 4 times and we still have many hours left till tomorrow so I'm sure it will change 4 times more.     Ryan is &amp;quot;so so&amp;quot; about school. She is looking forward to cheerleading and volleyball and stuff like that. Not sure she is looking forward to the stupid shit that goes on with JR High. She says she is not worred about it and I know she's not BUTI hope it goes OK for her. I know it will cause I'm the kinda mom that sticks her nose in EVERYBODY's business and I'm gonna make sure parents get involved when the nonsense gets started and outta control. It's pretty sad when you write about your childs upcoming school year and you have to worry about it being a safe, friendly enviroment. I know some of the girls involved would hate for me to start working at the school. Then they could see my smilin face everyday. Anyway I haven't seen Ryan is a couple of days. She has been with Heather in Chicago. They've had a pretty good ending to summer vacation. Happy Happy!    I am hoping to take some pics tomorrow of the girls first day. If I can find the battery for my camera. Those little things are EXPENSIVE! I had 2, lost one... It may be in the kitchen junk drawer, everything in the free world is in that drawer.      Have a great day!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112828880881321418?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112828880881321418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112828880881321418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112828880881321418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112828880881321418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-more-day.html' title='one more day...'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112827128552319256</id><published>2005-10-02T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T09:41:25.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carl's Jr. and Hardee's Selling Sex, Not Burgers</title><content type='html'>       Please forward this e-mail message to your family and friends!          Carl's Jr. and Hardee's Selling Sex, Not BurgersDear Diana, During the past several months CKE Restaurants (owner of Carl's Jr. and Hardee's) has begun selling sex instead of burgers. When contacted about their sexploitation, the company has been arrogant and in essence told those who complained to get lost. Here are examples of just how nasty and offensive these ads have become:    One ad shows a model simulating sexual moves while riding a mechanical bull . The close up shots focus on her naked midriff and bottom, plus seductive facial expressions.  CKE hired Playboy founder Hugh Hefner as their official spokesperson. Hefner was featured on TV commercials, surrounded by half-nude Playboy playmates.  Another commercial shows a baby in his mother's womb. The baby is physically and verbally abusing the mother. One version features a tough-talking unborn baby threatening to rip out part of his mother's womb if she doesn't stop eating jalapeno peppers.  A raunchy, sex-oriented TV ad features Paris Hilton in a thong bikini as she washes a Bentley automobile. (To view the ad, drag the image on the lefthand side of thewebsite to the center screen.)  And now, Carl's Jr. and Hardee's are giving Sports Illustrated Swimsuit model cups with the purchase of their 44 ounce drink.  CKE is now appealing to hedonism. When companies have trouble selling the quality of their product, they often turn to selling sex. CKE's ads appeal to the 15-25 year old male and if it offends you or your family, they just don't care. They are expected to continue their raunchy campaign in the future. I'm asking you to do two very important things.1. Very important! Spend a quarter to call CKE headquarters and let them know they have lost you as a customer, and that you will share this information with others. Their corporate number is 805-745-7500. (CKE is on Pacific time. Those on Eastern time should call after noon, Central time after 11 am, Mountain time after 10 am.)  2. Send an email to CKE Chairman Byron Allumbaugh and President Andrew Puzder. A copy of your letter will be sent to their franchise associations. Tell them you are offended by their sexual exploitation for financial gain for CKE.  Send Your Email Letter To CKE Now!  Sincerely,  Don  Donald E. Wildmon, Founder and ChairmanAmerican Family Association  P.S. Please forward this e-mail message to your family and friends.     &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112827128552319256?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112827128552319256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112827128552319256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112827128552319256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112827128552319256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/carls-jr-and-hardees-selling-sex-not.html' title='Carl&apos;s Jr. and Hardee&apos;s Selling Sex, Not Burgers'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112820272699846203</id><published>2005-10-01T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T14:38:47.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>Ok guys I've fallen sick... great... fantastic... my nose is running and I am feeling drowsy  It all started yesterday when I woke up and had that weird feeling in my throat. Have you guys had that kind of a feeling? When you wake up and feel this dryness in the throat, this irritation and you sort of know that you are most likely going to fall sick the next day? Well that was what happened, and throughout the day, this irritation got worse. By the time i got home, i was feeling a little stoned, drowsy and a sore throat. Apparently, I was sooo stoned, that when i popped by the supermarket before heading home, I bought the wrong medicine. I was looking for those cold/flu day and night meds but i bought this Lemsip Defence Day and night which was basically just vitamins and herbal stuff. Bugga... Oh well...   A few of you have already told me to go to the doctor. Well if it wasn't that troublesome and expensive, I would. Firstly, the clinics at the school campus? Well you have to make an appointment first. You cant just walk in like normal clinics. Hence, troublesome. Theres a clinic in west end which is just down the road, and i dont have to make an appointment. But it costs about 30 bucks usually and yes i know i can claim the money back. Like i said before, its too troublesome. I have to mail the receipt to somewhere, wait for them to have it approved blah blah blah then i will get back the money. I am not sure in what form, probably a cheque or something.   Of course if i don't get any better, I will go and see the doctor. Right now i will try self medicating first. Gosh I hate being sick. Keep having to stuff tissue up my nose, making my nose all red and sensitive. Keep sneezing the whole day. Feel depressed because my boyfriend is not there to take care of me. SOB SOB  Oh well... not sure whether this is a withdrawal symptom because i have stopped smoking or is it because i was gorging on heaps of unhealthy and heaty food back in Singapore or is it a delayed reation to the change in climate/weather... sigh it could be any one of these and so now i'm suffering. At least the sore throat is gone. But my nose is like a leaky tap, dripping constantly. I am praying that I wont get a fever... hate it when its full blown and you will justhear me whinge on and on and on and on about how i hate being sick and I might just sound like Vesna (a girl in Australia's popular realityshow Big Brother). Sorry I'm a little lazy to explain what Big Brother is about. In short, 15 strangers put into a big house, have to put up with each other, need to do loads of tasks, each week someone gets evicted (voted off) and when theres only 2 left, the public would vote who is the winner. They will win heaps of money, a car, mobile phones yada yada...   oh btw, my friend din sent me this link yesterday. http://rockson.blogspot.com/Gosh, can't believe i can actually understand what he is saying. But just to let you guys know, that this can only be understood by Singaporeans, as this fella uses loads of Singlish, Hokkien and plus he uses heaps of vulgarities. Read more than one entry and have a good laugh.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112820272699846203?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112820272699846203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112820272699846203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112820272699846203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112820272699846203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112818467809106050</id><published>2005-10-01T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T09:37:58.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey there (Elizabeth)</title><content type='html'>First off, I have to say this is a very cool idea! It was nice to see the pictures of everybody, looks like everyone is doing good! Me? Oh I'm doing good too! I am going on my fourth year at Transnation Title Insurance Company, and was recently promoted to Escrow Officer (which also meant a bigger office)! I wasn't expecting it for another couple of years. Next step - branch manager! John and I are doing better than ever. A lot has improved since we've gotten back together; communication, love, and oh yeah sex!!!  Like you guys needed to know that! John is selling his two Honda Civic Hatchbacks for a more &amp;quot;family&amp;quot; kind of car. He isn't having any luck yet getting these things sold though.Celeste has learned to swim over the summer, she's like a fish now! She is such a genious!We bought a house out on Signal Butte and Elliot and have big plans to tile. I think that's about it. I will have to scan in some pictures, all of mine are 35mm. I'm still old school. I miss you guys, hope to see some more posts to see what everyone else is up to. Talk to you later. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112818467809106050?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112818467809106050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112818467809106050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112818467809106050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112818467809106050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-there-elizabeth.html' title='Hey there (Elizabeth)'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112811617752379227</id><published>2005-09-30T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T14:36:17.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new Digicam is EXILIM S100 ;-)</title><content type='html'>Yippeeee  finally on July 24,2005 my family has new digicam since I loss the IXY500 in April 2005 while I went to Rayong  The new one is Casio EXS-100 it's so sexy and slim (the pic below is white but mine is silver coz in Thailand they doesn't have white model), the price is very affordable around 9,900 BHT (250 $US) the feature and body is great, I will post pics from EXS-100 soon na.  Yesterday is the very confuse &amp;amp; busy day , I tell you in next update   Life goes on ....  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112811617752379227?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112811617752379227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112811617752379227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112811617752379227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112811617752379227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-new-digicam-is-exilim-s100.html' title='My new Digicam is EXILIM S100 ;-)'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112809783517293103</id><published>2005-09-30T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T09:30:35.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi semanita</title><content type='html'>~Bueno,  hoy a es el primero de Agosto, y yo tadabia sin trabajar! Quiza me tenga que tomar mi tiempito para poder madurar un cacho y descansar. Porque les digo la verdad 4 anios en el cole te deja medio cansada. Pero ademas de esto, gracias a mi amigas pude ir a la pile toda esta semana, jugar muchos video games y tomar solsito para no asustar a la gente con lo blanca que estaba. Que mas, a si, aca hace un calor que te deja desmayada... ...~For those of you who read this and don't get it I am so sorry I wrote most of it in Spanish, I still love you people. Anyways it is not that interesting, but if you are so interested in my life I thank you. *^^* Just look at the pictures and have a blast on how incredibly or however you spell it, Vain we can all be... hehe... I was having fun with  my new Webcam... Send me pic so I can post them.... BYEEEE  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112809783517293103?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112809783517293103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112809783517293103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112809783517293103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112809783517293103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/mi-semanita.html' title='Mi semanita'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112802947537471686</id><published>2005-09-29T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T14:31:15.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Is Gone!!</title><content type='html'>Brad and Matt left for Europe today! They are gone for 33 days, backpacking all over and visiting 8 different countries. I am so happy for them and excited, but I am so sad because I am going to miss Brad soooo much!!! I will put pictures on here from their trip when he sends them to me. Everyone pray that they stay safe and have fun and take care of themselves for me.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112802947537471686?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112802947537471686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112802947537471686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112802947537471686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112802947537471686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-baby-is-gone.html' title='My Baby Is Gone!!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112801214508019411</id><published>2005-09-29T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T09:42:25.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>technical issues</title><content type='html'>ok i have acouple of new issues,my msn spaces page closes evrytime i switch a few spaces it closes up,second i can't send winks i know i just installed msn plus but the wink situation was happening long before i insatalled plus i wonder if someone else have the same problem.please blog back if you do. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112801214508019411?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112801214508019411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112801214508019411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112801214508019411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112801214508019411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/technical-issues.html' title='technical issues'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112794366744300812</id><published>2005-09-28T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T14:41:07.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for an update...</title><content type='html'> So i havent updated in a while as i'm sure all of you have noticed... not much is going on i cant even remember what my last post was about let me read it a minute so no one gets double info here... ok so jobs havent come my way yet... i have an interview on monday for O' Charley's pray i get it... i'm runnin low on money and now sure how much longer i can go w/ out a job. although it has been nice i've been to every shindig and got to see my friends a lot more this summer than i had origanally planned on b/c i'm not working... yay!! saturday is my b-day... i dunno if i'm ready to no longer be a teenager... i guess once saturday hits there will be no other word for me than adult... thats a scary word... the 29th i may be going down to illinios to visit my bud joe... i miss him lots... but i got to talk to him for an hour the other nite which was super fun. other than that i hung out w/ kristin one day and jen another and that was super fun as well... other than that i've been spending a lot of time w/ mike and friends... but most of you reading this know that already b/c i'm w/ you. today i did some major bedroom cleaning... it wasnt messy but i dusted and organized and made it look pretty again.. so i'm talking to jeffcole online yea thats right jeffcole... u are all jealous i know! i would be jealous of myself if i werent myself as well. vrug came and visited me today... it was fun... he sat on my bed while i cleaned my room.... yay.... and i got my dvd rack hung on the wall so they dont fall all over the floor anymore yay! so thats about all i have to update on right now... hints to ya'll i have a quota if i dont get a comment i dont update... as soon as i get the first one i update... so if u want updates... leave comments :)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112794366744300812?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112794366744300812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112794366744300812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112794366744300812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112794366744300812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/time-for-update.html' title='Time for an update...'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112792598744003972</id><published>2005-09-28T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T09:46:27.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>****##Sunday MorniNg##***</title><content type='html'> sUnday Morning raiN is falliNg                ..........................................................        hi5    testi     ..........................................................  hi5   ((( )))      hi5  ..........................................................         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My roommate        msn       &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112792598744003972?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112792598744003972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112792598744003972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112792598744003972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112792598744003972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/sunday-morning.html' title='****##Sunday MorniNg##***'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112785734567989508</id><published>2005-09-27T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T14:42:25.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~Sad To Happy~*~</title><content type='html'>man earlier me and jaorn like broke up i was so confused i just picked up the phone and dialed my best friend saras # and started crying! wen she answered i was like sara i think me and jaron just broke up....she was like omg r u serious?? but i started crying so hard i could barley tell her to get on messenger so i could tell her there!!... but now me and jaron worked things out like so im happy so is he!!!! i dodnt cry for long either....so yah id say 5 mins or so cuzi had sara to cheer me up nathen to help!! well jaron i still love you im glad u decieded to get back on !!! well thats all for now!! i gtg ~*~Lots Of Lovs~*~ ~*~Kendra~*~Jaron i love you baby!!~*~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112785734567989508?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112785734567989508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112785734567989508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112785734567989508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112785734567989508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/sad-to-happy.html' title='~*~Sad To Happy~*~'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112783882334726168</id><published>2005-09-27T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T09:33:46.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here my poem hope u ppl like it</title><content type='html'>If sadness is overwhelming you Its okay to lean on me and cry I get the feeling I get the dreaming Come my way, near this darkness Come close to me, i lit a light now  I'll be here with you  I'll be at your side only So come my way. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112783882334726168?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112783882334726168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112783882334726168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112783882334726168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112783882334726168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/here-my-poem-hope-u-ppl-like-it.html' title='here my poem hope u ppl like it'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112777093601574330</id><published>2005-09-26T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T14:42:16.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liars!!</title><content type='html'>I friggen hate liars. To me they are a waste. Expecially the one that I know. Oh well tho what are ya gonna do tho they aren't gonna stop for anyone. I found out the hard way. To bad it took me almost loseing the most important thing in my life to find that out tho. All they do is lie lie lie!!! Actually I know a few people who are like that. Ones that I would rather on meantion on here. But for those of you who know me you knowwho i am talkin about. I don't see why they have to lie tho. It just gets them in more trouble cuz they have to lie to cover one lie after another. God I cant stand that. Well that is all for right now. Love ya'll &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112777093601574330?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112777093601574330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112777093601574330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112777093601574330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112777093601574330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/liars.html' title='Liars!!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112775248567126689</id><published>2005-09-26T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T09:34:45.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lately ive been lost.. but uve found me...</title><content type='html'>Well... yesterday i babysat from 10:30 in the morning till 10 at nite.. .needless to say that suked... i couldnt make ne plans a whole day! at least i got paid for it tho... robin's kids rnt bad by ne meens but i had a headache and i just didnt wanna b there all day... and well today ive done absolutely nothing just sat here n downloaded songs... haha woo hoo im so interesting... man lately has been real weird for me .... with the wholechad n dno situation.... ive never been so torn b4... but i think ive got it figured out even if ppl think i made the wrong decision... they dont kno me n how i feel... so.... well there really isnt much more to tell... so i guess ill go... lol.. bye everyone!  Love me! Jordyn &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112775248567126689?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112775248567126689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112775248567126689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112775248567126689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112775248567126689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/lately-ive-been-lost-but-uve-found-me.html' title='lately ive been lost.. but uve found me...'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112768382454466216</id><published>2005-09-25T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T14:30:24.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first:)</title><content type='html'>A little delighted, I own my blog, Whether I will update regularly, it's my place, without anyother interference, out of the heavy life. I believe, by this way, I can present what I really is and recognize myself clearly. Also, I will leave my happiness or sorrow, smileor tear, all my real feeling,allmy real thought. So, after years passing, I can recall and digest, feel and memorize. My space, ruled by myself, colored on my own...... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112768382454466216?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112768382454466216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112768382454466216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112768382454466216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112768382454466216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-first.html' title='My first:)'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112766596857902235</id><published>2005-09-25T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T09:32:48.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunedin</title><content type='html'>Last weekend journyed down to Dunedin for my little cousin emily's 3rd birthday. It wasa good chance to catch up with the whanau and i even got to see some old college boys that i havent seen in a dew years.  One thing that i did apprecaite about the going down there was that is make Christchurch seem a little warmer, even tho the days i spent down there were full of sun shine and clear skys. As always when i get a chance i will add photos of my travels, but that willprobably be within the next few weeks &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112766596857902235?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112766596857902235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112766596857902235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112766596857902235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112766596857902235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/dunedin.html' title='Dunedin'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112759460778668941</id><published>2005-09-24T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T13:43:27.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alarm Clock</title><content type='html'>It seems no matter when I go to bedI always wake up at 4.45 am.Since I have to be at work at 6 o'clock the body clock is permantly set even on the weekends! So I got up and added a bunch of pics,hope you enjoy them. Now got to get some more. C ya later! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112759460778668941?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112759460778668941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112759460778668941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112759460778668941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112759460778668941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/alarm-clock.html' title='Alarm Clock'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112757689452283895</id><published>2005-09-24T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T08:48:14.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buenos Dias!</title><content type='html'>Good morning! Another sleepless night. I was exhausted from 2 consecutive nights of insomnia, so I tried to go to bed at 8, but couldn't sleep until midnight, and woke up at 5 and then 6 and then 7. Oh well! Today is wednesday, and everyone knows that wednesday is my day off. I'm going to get a haircut! And then I'm going shopping. But first, I'm going for a quick run, maybe just a mile.  Oh and I gave up on not wearing makeup a while ago.I look really lazy with naturally frizzy hair, glasses, and no makeup. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112757689452283895?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112757689452283895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112757689452283895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112757689452283895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112757689452283895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/buenos-dias.html' title='Buenos Dias!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112750830730494487</id><published>2005-09-23T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T13:45:07.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome lyrics</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;Save Me From Me&amp;quot;-Amber PacificIf you only knew the painThe pain I keep insideThe pain that makes me &amp;quot;me&amp;quot;Then without it who am IIn a room with broken wallsI lay in scene and dreamsI want you to seeI'm cold and whiteI'm holding onI'll try to breath for youI'm crying outI'm singing loudYou could be all I needAnd I'm losing my willJust to hold you inI'm giving up the hopeThat you could have been the oneTo save me from meAnd now our lips will meet and i'll taste their defeatI'll give in this onceI'm cold and whiteI'm holding onI'll try to breath for youI'm crying outI'm singing loudYou could be all I needStill I know I'll carry onGuide me through the life I lostTo find these faults in me...To find these faults in meI'm cold and whiteI'm holding onI'll try to breath for youI'm crying outI'm singing loudYou could be all I needI'm cold and whiteI'm holding onI'll try to breath for youI'm crying outI'm singing loudYou could be all I needTo save me from me &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112750830730494487?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112750830730494487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112750830730494487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112750830730494487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112750830730494487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/awesome-lyrics.html' title='awesome lyrics'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112749000366357633</id><published>2005-09-23T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T08:40:03.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Soldier Indeed!</title><content type='html'>This site ----&amp;gt;&amp;lt;----- made me well up with a sense of pride for the men and women that are over in Iraq. I know many will argue that they don't like this War . . . WHO DOES???? War is never the first solution . . . unfortunatelywe ARE atWarand even Dr. Phil will tell you that once you pick your battle . . . YOU BETTER NOT LOSE! I support the Men and Women in Uniform and regardless of the right and wrong of the decision to go to War those folks are over there now. Fighting, bleeding, dying and restoring a promise of freedom to a people that desperately need it. Comment on the bad stuff all you want . . . or be brave and look for the positive things that these Men and Women are doing everyday! The soccer balls and toys they give out. The medical help that has been provided to children with DISEASES . . . that until now would have ravished their little bodies. You may not support the reason they are there but maybe you can find a way to support them as they face challenges that you and I will most likely NEVER face.   Semper Fi &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112749000366357633?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112749000366357633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112749000366357633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112749000366357633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112749000366357633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/american-soldier-indeed.html' title='American Soldier Indeed!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112740354441289851</id><published>2005-09-22T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T08:39:04.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 05</title><content type='html'>Today is Xander's 5th month birthday!  Last night we took Xander to his first drive in movie at puget park where Amanda and I had our first date. We watched Batman Returns and the Longest Yard. We had a great time and Xander enjoyed people watching with the Jeep top down.  Two weekends ago Thryve had the Amazing Race Scavanger Hunt. We had to complete the following tasks to find the next clue:  Find the freemont troll and act out the three billy goats gruff to 3 stranges Play volleyball with 5 stranges at Richmond Beach Collect 10 singed pieces of toliet paper from a housing development Collect 500 game tickets from Fantasia Find a number of items at the Alderwood mall.  What!?! They were the nearest 5 people....  We had to make a wish at Libby Lu that were we surpised to find out included glitter.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112740354441289851?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112740354441289851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112740354441289851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112740354441289851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112740354441289851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/june-05.html' title='June 05'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112733486430833951</id><published>2005-09-21T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T13:34:24.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get free washer and dryer (with pope's signature and a free gift from
 vatican nuns)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I received an email encouraging me to get a free washer/dryer combo. I suspect that the reason it didnt get caught by my junk mail filter is that after a pic of the brand new FREE washer/dryer that is just a click away from my house, the email has around30 lines of text about the new pope (Pope Benedict XVI moved swiftly on the first day of his reign on Wednesday to allay fears of a rigid, authoritarian papacy, saying he would work for dialogue both within the Church and with other faiths) Even the link to the sign-up page contains the words vatican and &amp;quot;pope&amp;quot;(http://vatican.sale/22.pope.) As people say, necessity is the mother of innovation PS. I wonder if the dryer puffs black smoke when its not yet done, puffs white smoke when its done, and rings bells when its done in case the operator has problems with recognizing whether the smoke was black or white ;) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112733486430833951?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112733486430833951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112733486430833951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112733486430833951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112733486430833951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/get-free-washer-and-dryer-with-popes.html' title='Get free washer and dryer (with pope&apos;s signature and a free gift from&#xA; vatican nuns)'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112724834092685396</id><published>2005-09-20T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T13:32:20.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>www.locksoflove.com</title><content type='html'>Ontem eu decidi fazer algo util e fui no salao pra cortar/doar meu cabelo. Cortei 12 inches de &amp;quot;juba&amp;quot;. Ainda nao acostumei com cabelo curto, depois de tanto tempo longo, mas me sinto bem pois foi por uma boa causa. Deem uma olhadinha no site: www.locksoflove.com  Fotos ANTES e DEPOIS (vou colocar em breve) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112724834092685396?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112724834092685396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112724834092685396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112724834092685396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112724834092685396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/wwwlocksoflovecom.html' title='www.locksoflove.com'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112723120512594079</id><published>2005-09-20T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T08:46:45.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bits and Pieces - Tuesday</title><content type='html'>ROCKJon Brion finishes with Kanye, starts up with Fiona. (Source: MTV News) &amp;quot;Ohio Is For Lovers&amp;quot; and Hawthrone Heights are for headlining their own tour.  (Source: MTV News) Remember how we mentioned last week that Hellfest was cancelled? Fans were none too happy to hear this. (Source: MTV News) October 13 = John Peel Day. Respect the architect. (Source: NME) Welcome to the jungle: GNR's Slash and Duff McKagan sue Axl Rose over publishing. (Source: MTV News) Dave Grohl treats the UK to his foul mouth. (Source: NME) We're not sure who's more overexposed right now  Kanye West or the Rolling Stones  but so far, there's isn't a satellite radio station devoted strictly to West. There is for the Stones. (Source: Digital Music News) R&amp;amp;B/HIP-HOPSpeaking of Mr. West, Different Kitchen jokes about the &amp;quot;Kanye echo box.&amp;quot; We admit, we're guilty of this too. (Source: Different Kitchen) The Beastie Boys' acapella page. Channel your inner remixer. (Source: del.icio.us) Alicia Keys about to get &amp;quot;Unplugged.&amp;quot; (Source: Billboard) Rapper plans a 24-hour freestyle marathon. (Source: SOHH.com) COUNTRYFaith Hill and Toby Keith still running the country charts. Meanwhile, Hill will have to compete with Kenny Rogers as both are rolling out t.v. specials on Thanksgiving. (Source: Country Weekly) Forget Johnny, it's June Carter Cash's turn to shine. (Source: CMT) TECHNews to the music industry: researchers say that peer-2-peer growth is inevitable. Resistance is futile. (Source: Digital Music News) Motorola and Apple set to release an iTunes compatible phone? Let the race for integration begin. (Source: Digital Music News) Google + Music? (Source: Marketwatch.com) MISC.Ever wanted to hear the national anthem of Kazakhstan? Now you can. (Source: del.icio.us)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112723120512594079?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112723120512594079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112723120512594079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112723120512594079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112723120512594079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/bits-and-pieces-tuesday.html' title='Bits and Pieces - Tuesday'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112716251626491700</id><published>2005-09-19T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T13:41:59.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess i should do my own ShoutZzZ lol</title><content type='html'>WELL HEY I GUESS I SHOULD DO MY OWN SHOUTZZ I AM REALLY NEW TO THIS SO I GUESS I AM JUST LEARNIN FROM THE BEST I GUESS...LOL WELL TO START MY SHOUTZZ IMA GO WIT THE FIRST PERSON THAT INTRODUCED TO ME TO ALL O F THIS MSN AND HOTMAIL SITUATION .....MY EX BF/MY BESTFRIEND YOU KNOW WHOYOU ARE........LOL......ELIO... WELL WHAT CAN I SAY , YOU HAVEBEEN SO COOL AND GOODTO ME I LOVE EVERYTIME I TALK TO YOU OR CHAT WIT YOU, YOU MAKE ME LAUGH I KNOW I HAVE A BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG PERSONALITY LIKE YOU SAY BUT YOU DONT STAY BEHIND YOU KNOWTHAT I AM ALWAYZ GONNA BEHERE FOR YOU.....LUV YA OR LIVE YA LOL TAKECAREZ ANDKEEP IT REAL LIKE ALWAYZ....GABY....GIRL MY FIRST CHAT FAM...YOU MAD COOL AND I APPRECIATE YOUR CYBER FRIENDSHIP YOU ARE SOOO FUNNY YOUR SELF I HAVE ALOT OF FUN WHEN I CHAT WIT YOU AND WHEN I SEE YOU IN DA CHAT...LOL...WE DO TALK SHIT BUT HEY YOU CANT BLAME US FOR SAYIN THE TRUTH JUST IN A RUDE WAY RIGHT????LOL WELL GIRLIEYOU KNOW I AM ALWAYZ HERE FOR YOU TOO....NINA....GIRL YOU ARE NEXT YOU WERE MY SEC..CHAT FAM WHEN PPL STARTED SH** WIT YOU, YOU KNEW I WAS ALWAYZ THERE FOR YOU JUST LIKE YOU WERE WIT ME..LOL...JUST LIKE ME AND GAB WE ALWAYZ HAVE SOMETHIN TO TALK ABOUT..I KNOW YOU ARE OLDER BUT YOU KNOW YOU CAN ALWAYZ COUNT ON ME JUST I LIKE I DID WIT YOU AND GABY....VANESSA...I DIDNT FORGET ABOUT YOU.LOL..MY LIL SIS ...HOW YOU DOIN V??WELL GIRL WHAT CAN I SAY ABOUT YOU??YOU MAD FUNNY I NEVA KNEW SOMEONE LIKE YOU CAN BE SO FUNNY...LMAO....WELL WHAT ELSE CAN I WRITE YOU ARE A CUTIE BUT I GUESS YOU DONT LIKE THAT ANYMOREBUT ITS OK...LOL....WELL WE ALSO HAVE OUR FUN SPANKIN...AZZEZ AND ONLY U KNOW WHAT I MEAN...LOL...WELL GIRLIE HASTA AQUI AND TAKE CAREZ LIL SIS AND STAY FRESH....LOL....DANIEL(MC BLACKGHOST KILLA)....WHERE DO I START WIT YOU...LOL...ANY MORE NASTY ICONS????LOL...ANY WAY YOU MAD FUNNY AND YOU KNOW THAT TOO...WELL SINCE I DONT HAVE A CYBER BRO MAYBE YOU CAN BE THE LUCKY ONE ..LOLI KNOW AT FIRST WE STARTED OFF ON DA WRONG FOOT BUT YOU STILL DIDNT MIND GETTING TO KNOW ME AND NOW THAT I KNOW YOU.....I DONT REGRET CHATTIN WIT YOU ...YOU ARE A REAL SWEET HEART AND FUNNY AND NASTY TOO BUT ITS ALL GOOD.....WELL TAKE CAREZ HASTA LUEGO BORICUA....ERIKA...WELL GIRL I HARDLY KNOW YOU BUT THE TIMES I SEE YOU IN DA CHAT YOU ALSO COOL AND MAD FUNNY TOO.....LOL..YOU ALSO NICE I REALLY DONT KNOW MUCH AND DONT HAVE MUCH TO SAY BUT YOU ARE PART OF THE CHAT FAM AND I GUESS WE CAN TRY TO GET TO KNOW EACHOTHER SOMETIME SOON WELL I REALLY DONT HAVE MUCH TO SAY BUT TAKE CAREZ VERY MUCH.......LOL OMG WHO IS NEXT ON MY LIST...SHION....LOL LET ME START OFF BY SAYIN WUT MY SIS SAID WE GET IT YOU &amp;quot;HAVE PENIS&amp;quot;....LOL...TU ERES UNA PERSONA MUY CHISTOSO Y MUY AMOROSO CUANDO TE DA LA GANA CON MIGO...LOL...WELL YOU KNOW THAT I HAVE A PROB WIT YOU AND YOUR DISPLAY STUFF BUT ITS OK BOYZ WILL BE BOYZ..LOL...WELL I REALLY DONT HAVE MUCH TO SAY JUST DONT TRY TO SHOW ME YOUR PENIS...OK ...LOL...TAKE CAREZ.....YO NO ME OLVIDE DE TI MI AMOR...NEGRITO LINDO..WILFRY...TU ERES UN AMOR UNA BUENA PERSONA CON UN BUEN CORAZON AMI ME ENCANTA LA VESES QUE HABLAMOS POR EL MSN Y EL TELEFONO...YOU KNOW...TU SAABE....NO SE CUANDO VAS SER EL TIEMPO DE NOSOTROS VERNOS CARA A CARA PERO OHALA QUE TODO VAYA BIEN TU SABE QUE YO ORO POR TI Y POR LA SITUACION DE NOSOTRO....PERO YA TU SAABE TODO EN LA MANOS DE DIOS .....TE AMO Y TE QUIERO CUIDATE MUCHO TE MANDO MUCHO BESOS Y ABRAZOS.....MANDALE SALUDO A ALE DE PARTE DE MI HERMANA......JENNIFER...MY HOME GIRL....LOL..GIRL YOU KNOW YOU ALSO ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS TOO BAD YOU HAVEN T BEEN SIGNING IN ON DA MSN EVERYDAY BUT ITS OK IT LETS ME KNOW THAT YOU HAVE A LIFE....LOL....WELL GIRL YOU KNOW ONE REASON WHY MY HOMIE TOO LIKE WIT DANI WE GOT OFF ON DA WRONG FOOT BUT EVERTHING TURNED OUT GOOD YOU MY MIXED LIL SIS DOMINIRICAN CHULA MUAHH MUCHO ABRAZOS Y BESOS WELL GIRL I LUV YA VERY MUCH TAKE CAREZ AND SIGN IN MORE OFTEN....LOL....FERNY(TOXXS)...WELL HOW DO I START OFF WIT YOU ...I MEAN YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE SWEEPIN ME OFF MY FEET WELL WHAT HAPPENED LOL ANY WAY YOU ANOTHER MAD COOL PERSON I THOUGHT YOU WERE A BI*** BUT I SEE YOU ARE NOT WHEN I SAY I AM MAD AT YOU I JUS PLAY AROUND BUT ITS CAUSE I LIKE THE ATTENTION....LOL...WELL ANY WAY WHEN YOU COMMIN TO SEATTLE AGAIN??? WELL HOPE TO SEE YOU SOON AND CALL ME IF NO SPARKS FLY WE CAN BE COUSINS OR BRO AND SIS.....LOL....WELL TAKE CAREZ......WELL THAT IS ALL FOR MY SHOUTZZ BUT I WILL BE BACK ITS JUST THAT MOST OF MY MSN CONTACTS I DONT REMEMBER....LOL....WELL WHEN I FIGURE OUT WHO YOU ARE AND YOU MAD COOL AND FINE WIT ME THEN WE'LL SEE WHAT HAPPENS.....LOL...BYE EVERYONE TAKE CAREZ......AND KEEP IT CLEAN AND REAL LIKE ALWAYZZZ......MUAHHH &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112716251626491700?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112716251626491700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112716251626491700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112716251626491700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112716251626491700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-guess-i-should-do-my-own-shoutzzz.html' title='i guess i should do my own ShoutZzZ lol'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112714424507516561</id><published>2005-09-19T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T08:37:25.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me-hee is so tiireed!</title><content type='html'>Well I just got back from cheer camp yesterday. Let me say it was soo hot! And I'm burnt to crisp! lol I'm burnt in places I didn't even know you could get burnt at. Like my ankles and wrists and fingers. Hmm.. But it was a lot of fun. There wasn't even any fights which is a first for our team in a long time. I'm so excited for this season and having my cousin, Paige, on the JV is gonna be so much fun. Me and Jessica tee-peed her and her roomate. We got them BAD! haha I rode home with Lacey and we made it here 45 minutes early cuz she's crazy! But I'm soo tired! Well catchya later. *Muah* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112714424507516561?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112714424507516561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112714424507516561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112714424507516561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112714424507516561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/me-hee-is-so-tiireed.html' title='Me-hee is so tiireed!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112707573250719345</id><published>2005-09-18T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T13:35:32.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A week of firsts</title><content type='html'>So this past week I've done a lot of things for the first time. Well there are really just three main things, but that's enough to have a short list. The first thing and the biggest thing is that I went to my first funeral. Weird I know...I'm 16, almost 17, and I'd never been to a funeral. Well now I have and I have to tell you I would have been happy to still be able to say I've never been to one. It was so sad. My piano teacher's husband who also happens to be my doctor, died about a weekend ago. His funeral was this past Wednesday. It was so sad. He was the sweetest man. He used to always get home during my piano lesson and come in and say hi. It's hard to imagine him not being there anymore and I can't imagine what this is doing to his family. Mrs. Lewis going to be in that house all by herself now. It's just so sad. I guess I should consider myself lucky because I've never experienced the death of some one who was really close to me. It's bound to happen though. That's just the way life goes and it when it does I hope I have the strength to get through it.   Anyway, the next first thing that happened to me is that I witnessed a wreck. Yeah I know boring sheltered life I must lead if until now I'd never been to a funeral or witnessed a wreck. I'm just lucky and blessedI guess. It was my best friend, Alex G, that got in the wreck though. I was right behind her and saw the whole thing. She rear ended somebody as they were turning. No body was hurt, which I am so thankful for. If anything ever happened to her I'm not really sure I'd be able to function properly anymore. Alex I love you lots!! She was upset about it yesterday, but she's gonna be ok. I had to stay while the cops came though to fill out a sheet thingy cause I was a witness. A ton of people drove by as we were standing outside and people were calling me to make sure we were all ok. It was crazy. One of the things that bugged her about it was that it was her first day to drive to school since she'd turned 16 in the summer and she'd gotten in her first wreck on the way home from her first day of school. Which brings me to my next and last first thing...  The first day of school....my junior year in high school. It didn't even feel like a first day of school. I've been going to school for so long that the first day of school just isn't a big deal anymore.Everything just seemed to pick up where it left off. The fact that it wasn't weird made it a little weird.Junior year is just kinda stuck in the middle. You're not a senior yet, but you're not an underclassman either. You're just kinda stuck there in the middle trying to survive all the super hard classes. Three AP classes, Chemistry, and college algebra are gonna take their toll on me this year. Plus with the fact that I stress way too easily should make this year super fun. No seriously I really hope this year is a good one. It's just too soon to tell though. Gooch said that she hopes her wreck isn't a forshadowing of the year and I hope so too. I don't know if I could handle a wreck of a year. So here's to a good year! I hope everything works out ok and none of us get too stressed out or have to deal with too much drama.   Well alright I'm gonna go to bed now. I love you all! ~aaj &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112707573250719345?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112707573250719345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112707573250719345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112707573250719345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112707573250719345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/week-of-firsts.html' title='A week of firsts'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112705830801639106</id><published>2005-09-18T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T08:45:08.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kutumb: The Chemistry of Hate</title><content type='html'>There are a zillion television channels in India, and an innumerable amount of television series that are impossible to count. However, all the shows have one thing in common 95% of them are soaps and they all are made by Ekta Kappoor and they all begin with K. The people of India are like zombies mesmerized by these soaps. At first it was just the ladies, now even the men have given up watching news and taken to soaps.   I dont know what is it in these soaps that wastes people so much. Never liked soaps. But I guess my sister has figured out what is so intriguing about soaps. She watches them intently all the time, and tortures me through the process. And like a dutiful sister I make fun of her. The last time I made fun of Kkusum, I changed it into a horror show where Kkusum kills everyone in the end, and even composed a theme song for it. It creeped my sister out, but I could not sleep that night either. Now soaps disturb me too.   However, this topic is not about the zillion soaps that disturb me, but of one soap that actually got me hooked. That soap was obviously from the Ekta Kapoor soap factory. Actually, I dont think Kutumb can be classified as a soap. Shows like Kutumb should have a genre for themselves, it was that brilliant and I loved it.  Movies and TV Shows have depicted many shades of love and also portrayed revenge, hate and anger, but never has a show built itself on the chemistry of hatred between two people.   The two antagonists of Kutimb (I dont think there is a Protagonist) are Pratham and Gauri. Two diametrically opposite people. Pratham is a rich spoilt brat, a womanizer, a male chauvanist and a completely selfish individual who thinks of no one but himself. He does not beleive in traditions or social institutions and sets his own rules. Gauri is a modest middle class girl, a person who puts others before herself. She has traditional family values and conforms to all norms of society. However, there is one common aspect between the two people. That is an immense ego bigger than themselves. Both are nauseatingly self righteous and think highly of their own attitudes and lifestyles.   As fate would have it their paths cross and they clash. An instant attraction and bond is formed. A bond of pure hatred and they both make it their sole mission in life to destroy each other. Such intense is their hatred for each other they can think of no one but each other. Such intense is their hatred that they marry each other with the sole purpose of making life miserable for each other. Most marriages are bound by love, but this is a marriage bound by hate for both cannot ignore or leave each other lest they lose the opportunity totorment each other.Its an intenserelationship between soulmates bound in a match made in hell. Kutumb traces their relationship as they strive to succeed in their goals of destroying each other. Damn! I loved that soap. Too bad it was short.Here is a translation of the title song which in a sense reflect their wedding wows to intensely hate each other forever  Pratham: I will never let you live in peace I will be sure to torment you I will make you dance to my tune I will show you a new face of life That is filled with stormy winds I will shatter your pride  And crush you  And show you your place at my feet  Gauri: Dont clash with me, you are sure to break How can you make me cry When you will do the crying You will find out  What tommorrow brings for you You have no power to erase my laughter Go Away, Run Away Your threats have no effect on me Dont dare try my patience  Lest you regret it  Finally damned love gets in the way of a beautiful relationship.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112705830801639106?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112705830801639106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112705830801639106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112705830801639106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112705830801639106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/kutumb-chemistry-of-hate.html' title='Kutumb: The Chemistry of Hate'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112698918407070754</id><published>2005-09-17T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T13:33:04.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Radar guns bad, bicycles good</title><content type='html'>When I got home from work tonight I hopped on my road bike - something I don't do nearly often enough, but that's another story.  The big hill by my house is a serious pain in the ass. Not too bad on the way out because it's two downhills and one up, but coming back is another story. Anyways, I rode to TK's football practice andwatched for a while. After the timed sprints I got back on the bike and headed for home.  I put some serious speed on the downhill section to give me a boost on the final uphill. When I checked the speedo, I was doing 43+ MPH in a 30. Then I passed the speed trap with the policewoman and her radar gun. She stared me down - freaking me out in the process - but thankfully didn't radio her buddy up the hill to pull me over.  Whew. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112698918407070754?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112698918407070754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112698918407070754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112698918407070754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112698918407070754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/radar-guns-bad-bicycles-good.html' title='Radar guns bad, bicycles good'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112697138982841064</id><published>2005-09-17T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T08:36:29.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They're back...</title><content type='html'> FYI: Just wanted to let ya all know thatthings have calmed here. Iam okay and the government has everything under control!So lets have a little fun...  NEWS FLASH: An American journalist is viscously attacked by Sudans hungry mosquitoes  A swarm of Nile mosquitos attacked an unsuspecting journalist Wednesday night after an electricity cut left the journalist to battle the intense heat alone.  &amp;quot;I had to open the balcony door in my bedroom. I just had to. I couldnt take the heat. The journalist, who goes by the name Shannon, told BullCrap news on Friday.  Shannon, who had just recently returned to the Sudan after spending the summer holidays vacationing in the states and Europe, suffered an estimated 71 bites. &amp;quot;There I was lying ever so innocently in my bed and then-BAM!!!!!&amp;quot; she exclaimed in-between scratching, &amp;quot;Ive never felt so violated in all my life.&amp;quot; It is not known if Shannon, whom has been spotted more than once traipsing around Sudan at dusk without the protection of mosquito cream, had taken the time to lather herself with repellent before making the dangerous decision to sleep with the door open.  But a witness who had been over to the journalists apartment the morning after the incident, testified that a bottle of repellent was out on the living room table and looked &amp;quot;as though it had recently been used.&amp;quot; The witness further testified that Shannons legs were &amp;quot;swollen something awful. She looked like one big walking chicken pox!&amp;quot;  Choosing to remain a trooper throughout the ordeal, Shannon has kept up on her work with IRIN News, despite the irritating itch that is constant over the whole of her arms, legs, lower back and shoulders. &amp;quot;I scratch and I scratch and I scratch some more. &amp;quot; Shannon told BullCrap, &amp;quot;But I just cant get no satisfaction...know what Im sayin? When asked what defense she would use against the heat the next time an electricity cut happened, Ms. Egan said, &amp;quot;I have a mosquito net that I bought way back when but its never been used. Im thinking about draping it across the doorway like a screen.&amp;quot; She pauses from her obsessive scratching to give a brief but excited smile, &amp;quot; That way I can keep the door open everynight!&amp;quot; Hopefully with the assistance of the new net, Ms. Egan will finally be able to get some of that satisfaction shes been looking for... Know what were sayin?.  [ENDS]  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112697138982841064?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112697138982841064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112697138982841064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112697138982841064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112697138982841064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/theyre-back.html' title='They&apos;re back...'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112690304917808274</id><published>2005-09-16T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T13:37:29.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurection!</title><content type='html'>At 3:30 this afternoon, I made a long-distance call to St. Cloud, Minnesota. On the other end, I heard a muffled sound that resembled a running car engine. It was Scott's Blazer.  &gt;From what I was told, there was maybe a five percent chance that we would be able to get his car up and running again. Today, Scott's stepmom's dad (who also happens to be a mechanic) came to check things out and see if there was any hope---so far, it sounds like there was.  When I called, they had not actually driven the car anywhere, but at least they had found the leaky valve and plugged it, as well as cleaning out the engine. It was pretty much a miracle! The best part? Scott didn't have to pay a dime. He thinks he still might take it to get checked out by a mechanic, just in case-- but it beats having to buy a totally new vehicle!   I don't think anything could have made me more happy than the sound of that stupid engine running in the background! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112690304917808274?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112690304917808274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112690304917808274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112690304917808274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112690304917808274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/resurection.html' title='Resurection!'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902209.post-112681413809199191</id><published>2005-09-15T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T12:55:38.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>comment</title><content type='html'>ok i added some pics of my sweet little girl. her name is skylar! she is the best thing in my world. she makes me get up every morning and she helps me go to sleep at night. she is such a good girl. sky is going to be three on sep 10!!!!!!! we are going to have a huge party for her. i am excited! &lt;a href=http://www.balkan-peninsula.com/xcel/CLOSEOUT.NICKEL.PLATED.k.c34074.html&gt;closeout nickel plated&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902209-112681413809199191?l=christophereverardblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112681413809199191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902209&amp;postID=112681413809199191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112681413809199191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902209/posts/default/112681413809199191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophereverardblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/comment.html' title='comment'/><author><name>Christopher Everard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17680961287088462272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
