<?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-4737852865799659604</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:25:11.045-07:00</updated><category term='kisses'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='date'/><category term='random happenings'/><category term='love'/><category term='food'/><category term='fireman'/><category term='family'/><category term='lust'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>BLUSHSTROKE</title><subtitle type='html'>HERE. THERE. 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breathtaking...'/><author><name>blushstrokes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17889144621631981423</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZbefPqrGc4/Sx1z69z8q-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/R3TU32AH3Ho/s72-c/EdwinUshiroWhatMiraculouslyReturns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737852865799659604.post-5797435580689459007</id><published>2009-12-02T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T07:00:55.639-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>What if...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are not here to just survive and live long...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are here to live and know life in its multi-dimension&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to know life in its richness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in all its variety&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when a man lives multi-dimensionally,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;explores all possibilities available,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never shrinks back from any challenge,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;goes, rushes to it, welcomes it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rises to the occasion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then life becomes&amp;nbsp;a flame,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;life blooms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Sacred Yes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If you knew that you could not fail....that everything you did...asked that girl/guy out on a date...started that business...even wrote that book...what is it that you would do that is different to what your currently doing at the moment? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;If you knew that that girl/guy would say yes....that your business becomes a multi million dollar money making machine....and that book rivalled that of harry potter...would you still be at your job? would you wake up to that alarm clock only to hit the snooze button? would you travel the world? go skydiving? What would you do different?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Something to think about lovelies!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;baaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnanaarrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737852865799659604-5797435580689459007?l=blushstroke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/feeds/5797435580689459007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737852865799659604&amp;postID=5797435580689459007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/5797435580689459007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/5797435580689459007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/2009/12/something-to-think-about.html' title='What if...'/><author><name>blushstrokes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17889144621631981423</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-4737852865799659604.post-8823530147031382120</id><published>2009-11-30T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T15:16:59.537-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random happenings'/><title type='text'>i bleed, i hurt!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;randomest thing happened yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i fell down the effing stairs...for no reason at all...LIKE NO REASON AT ALL....i was paying attention and everything hahahahaha....hmmmmmm just super clutsy and all...hmmmm not the whole flight of stairs...maybe just 4 steps LOL...i think they caught it on camera and everything...hahahhah HOW EMBARASSMENT!!! awww well shit happens hahaha you can only laugh at oneself!! hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;luckily it was carpet...didnt sprain an ankle...but did get a mad carpet burn on my hand and scrapage on the knees!!! i know im being a mad sook!! LOL but honestly it could have been so much worse hehe GOD LOVES ME!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;IT HURTS TO FALL!!! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;xxoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;clutsystuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737852865799659604-8823530147031382120?l=blushstroke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/feeds/8823530147031382120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737852865799659604&amp;postID=8823530147031382120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/8823530147031382120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-4737852865799659604.post-1908449725735725270</id><published>2009-11-29T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T13:24:02.365-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>my first crush EVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It takes a minute to have a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, a day to love someone - but it takes a lifetime to forget someone - unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;hmmm this is going to be short and sweet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Once upon a time in a primary school playground...a girl who was about 9 years old...talked to a boy in her class...she thought he was cute with his brown chestnut&amp;nbsp;hair and&amp;nbsp;blue eyes that reminded her of the sky....that boy stole the original smith chips at first she felt this anger surge through her....then a weird sensation like butterflies in the stomach....hmmm and then an odd realisation that this was her very first crush hahahaha!! beautifully retarded story THE END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;do u get the logic of that??? cuz i sure dont....but that i will never forget....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ok now i gotta go!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;rona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737852865799659604-1908449725735725270?l=blushstroke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/feeds/1908449725735725270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737852865799659604&amp;postID=1908449725735725270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/1908449725735725270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/1908449725735725270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-first-crush-ever.html' title='my first crush EVER'/><author><name>blushstrokes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17889144621631981423</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-4737852865799659604.post-2083521582821223606</id><published>2009-11-29T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T13:21:42.242-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kisses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date'/><title type='text'>the first date</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The worst thing a man can do&amp;nbsp;is kiss me on the first date. - Halle Berry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;hey hey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i know your all dying to find out how the date went LOL...i just wanted to keep ya'll in suspense.....or maybe not...hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;he was so cute! he took me to an italian restaurant&amp;nbsp;to truly experience italian food at its best...as promised...he would talk italian to the waiters and waitresses...just sooo damn sexy and randomly ordered bits of pieces...the delicacies...the food and atmosphere was great...all busy and abuzz...and when the&amp;nbsp;food came out he would explain what was...where its from...and just be one hella sexy italian...hahahaha...it was truly a eye opening experience...i love italian food....pizza is like so one of&amp;nbsp;my favourites...but this...this was something else altogether...i have now a new found appreciation for anything italian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;what did i think of him? well he's smart, interesting, observant, has heaps of attention to detail, appreciative, sincere...he told things that i would not have expected him to tell me...was just so very honest...and had these jokes that were so funny....so lame....but so funny...he intrigues me...honestly time flew by...and i hardly noticed...during dinner i kinda realised that he had these amazing biceps...(i know such a perv LOL) he be one hella sexy!!! LOL damn i love guns!! hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;after dinner we went and walked around...it was kinda romanticish...i had this urge to link arms with him...but i didnt LOL...cuz imma pansy hahahahah...and just talked about random things....was really nice...pointed out different places...cuz im not really familiar with the area...we ended up driving his car to my car...and talking in the car some more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;u know how when ur date is finished....are u supposed to kiss?? like is that mandatory?? cuz i have no freaking idea what the go is hey??&amp;nbsp;i dunno i think&amp;nbsp;kissing is kinda important...u know meant to be intimate and everything....who knows???&amp;nbsp;hmmmmm the topic kissing&amp;nbsp;can be a blog entry by itself LOL&amp;nbsp;hmmmmm i agree with halle berry LOL&amp;nbsp;newhos this was like my first dinner date with an acquaintaince....LOL....weird huh? newhos i didnt know what to do but i asked for a hug...and he gave me one....am i a dork? cuz i feel like it...hmmmmmm i dunno neways...it was nice to hug...hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;there is one thing though...he's alot older than me...didnt realise how much...but its a preety big difference...it bothers me...kinda a little bit...but when i talk to him...i dont remember...or i dont see it....so truly....no idea...will just&amp;nbsp;have to&amp;nbsp;see how it goes...dont want to over think things LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ciao ciao for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;annaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrr xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737852865799659604-2083521582821223606?l=blushstroke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/feeds/2083521582821223606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737852865799659604&amp;postID=2083521582821223606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/2083521582821223606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/2083521582821223606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-first-date.html' title='the first date'/><author><name>blushstrokes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17889144621631981423</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-4737852865799659604.post-352869472646788934</id><published>2009-11-26T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:29:20.637-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>hungerdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ok ppls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;i always always always...forget to eat whilst i work....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;random stoopid thing i did today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;i was&amp;nbsp;famished having only eaten eggs and bacon in the wee hours of the morning...at the work days end...and after a long day of appointment after appointment...hehe...i went and got myself a chicken ceasar wrap meal from&amp;nbsp;mickey dees....not so yum yum...but having convinced myself that at least its healthy...and that i would pass out very soon if i didnt eat..i accidentally ate abit of the paper...hahahahhahah....I WAS THAT HUNGRY I DIDNT NOTICE!!!! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;yep truly blog worthy!!! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;har har har&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;inks xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737852865799659604-352869472646788934?l=blushstroke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/feeds/352869472646788934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737852865799659604&amp;postID=352869472646788934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/352869472646788934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/352869472646788934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/2009/11/hungerdom.html' title='hungerdom'/><author><name>blushstrokes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17889144621631981423</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-4737852865799659604.post-4509343221456826381</id><published>2009-11-24T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T03:57:15.231-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date'/><title type='text'>BIG FIREMAN....BIG DATE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ok ppl...today i saw about 4 firetrucks running rampant around sydney and about 2 firestations....the most firemenish day EVER!! LOL oddly enough im starting realise that i have an odd association with them....firemen....firetrucks....firestations....LOL i'll explain it one day but not today!!!! it will make you laugh...cuz my logic isnt logical LOL and seeing anything about firemenish just makes me smile BIG TIME and laugh sometimes hahahaha!!! newhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;hmmmm tonite i am going on a first date....im suprisingly really really nervous...this guy was a guy who i had closed a sale with...he was really really funny...and suprised me by asking me to dinner...i've never been asked to dinner before...by someone i had just met...and i thought about it....and i was like why not....lets have a YES MAN MOMENT LOL....personally i prefer to just hang out....LOL....the term hang out for me is like a comfort zone...where hey....where friends...and if leads to more so shall it...but really hey were just friends....right?? so yeh hmmmmmmmmmmm no idea wat to wear....and its actually kinda hot!!! but you gotta do the balance of sexy but not sexy....blah blah blah&amp;nbsp;LOL awww wells....hmmmmmmmm ive decided on what to wear and its all matching YAYNESS!!! thats all that matters.....now all i&amp;nbsp;have to worry about is the parking hehe...im so nervous.,...like really really bad!! me a gronk!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;lots of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;me myself and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737852865799659604-4509343221456826381?l=blushstroke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/feeds/4509343221456826381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737852865799659604&amp;postID=4509343221456826381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/4509343221456826381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/4509343221456826381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-firemanbig-date.html' title='BIG FIREMAN....BIG DATE!!!!'/><author><name>blushstrokes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17889144621631981423</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-4737852865799659604.post-4148778747772847348</id><published>2009-11-23T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T03:58:08.016-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>.....happyyy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Denis Waitley&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Have you thought about what makes you happy??? happiness i find is such a loosely defined thing...the littlest of things can make u happy...the smallest minutest thing...from a touch of a hand...a kind word...a long forgotten memory...it's always just a state of mind...it can even be a perception of sorts...you can feel it whenever you want to....thats if you want to...it's just interesting to think about...how at will...at anytime...we can make ourselves feel happy or sad...how much control we have over ourselves at any given time...by thinking thoughts of the past, of the present or a perceived future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I'm a gronk...lots of stoopid little things make me happy...from the sound of a dear friends voice...to the smell of freshly baked cookies...there are times at my lowest when i realise that all i have to do to be happy is to remember...remembering the little stoopid things...appreciating and being grateful....blessed for all that you have...for all the endless opportunities available to us...there are some random things that make me happy...music...man when i hear my favourite songs...it just brings a smile to my face...and if im alone...can't help but dance to the killer beats!! hmmmm ok when my nails are all perfectly french manicured...i just think to myself....wow they so preety (SO LAME I KNOW)...and last but not least...when i smell my hair and it smells so nice....yep its stoopid, abit odd, but hey i smell great!! so there LOL...for whatever reason it cheers me up...even on the worst of days....I SMELL GREAT woooot woot LOL. i know random things....hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness cannot come from without. It must come from within. It is not what we see and touch or that which others do for us which makes us happy; it is that which we think and feel and do, first for the other fellow and then for ourselves. - Helen Keller&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ppls be happy just cuz u can!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;bananaface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737852865799659604-4148778747772847348?l=blushstroke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/feeds/4148778747772847348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737852865799659604&amp;postID=4148778747772847348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/4148778747772847348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/4148778747772847348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-happy-day.html' title='.....happyyy....'/><author><name>blushstrokes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17889144621631981423</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-4737852865799659604.post-3738438021234128412</id><published>2009-11-23T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T03:58:42.296-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>superficial me</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[vanity]&lt;/strong&gt; was always my favourite&lt;strong&gt; [sin]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[glamour]&lt;/strong&gt; was always my favourite&lt;strong&gt; [weapon]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[pain]&lt;/strong&gt; was always my favourite &lt;strong&gt;[pleasure]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[beauty]&lt;/strong&gt; was always my favourite &lt;strong&gt;[crime]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[envy] &lt;/strong&gt;was always my favourite &lt;strong&gt;[poison]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[love]&lt;/strong&gt; was always my favourite&lt;strong&gt; [hate]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[fame]&lt;/strong&gt; was always my favourite&lt;strong&gt; [motive]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Are you ever superficial??? EVER??? hmmmmm ok im superficial sometimes...ok not really but theres certain things that im really really particular about...LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ok BIG TURN OFFS...ok i could never date anyone that was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;shorter (no matter how hot or sexy, attractive, funny or ridicoulously good looking LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;had ugly teeth (they gotta be preety mannnnn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;was smelly (i have an uber sensitive nose....no need for an explanation there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;had smaller hands than me (dont laugh!!! its cuz id feel like the man in the relationship....because of my huge hands that are just so like big and manly...well i think so anyways...lol...even if the guy was like the hottest, most funniest, most perfectest....smaller hand.....no go zone LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;thats it for today...cant think of anything else...so sleepy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;xoxo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Anna Banana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737852865799659604-3738438021234128412?l=blushstroke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/feeds/3738438021234128412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737852865799659604&amp;postID=3738438021234128412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/3738438021234128412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/3738438021234128412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/2009/11/superficial-me.html' title='superficial me'/><author><name>blushstrokes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17889144621631981423</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-4737852865799659604.post-6163819639391161427</id><published>2009-11-22T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T04:00:03.542-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>CLICKAGE....click click click</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WORD OF THE DAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amourous - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. inclined towards or displaying love or desire.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. of or relating to love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ok ppl...i have got to ask....what makes one person attracted to or "click" with someone else....that chemistry that spark...could it be as simple as these chemicals being released in ones brain??? is it the way someone walks, talks, looks....is it a combination?? is it in someones attitude...or perception of things....really what the fuck is it?? all i know that whatever it is...its so complicated...lol...but fun netherless....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Atm i have half a spark for this dude...hmmmmm dunno where its going to go but hey...no risk no reward right?? hes particularly interesting actually...funny, honest, !!! time will tell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;newhos that is all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;actually i just reread what i just wrote and well...all ive been talking about is love and stuff...lol BOOORRINNNNGGG RIGHTTTTT!!!! lol...well i dunno i just figured that one day ill read this and it will make me laugh...lol....hmmmmmmmmm i guess i just want the very best....i dont want to settle for anything less..(haha i rhymed....so nerdy LOL)...if that even makes sense....i can be very confusing i know....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;newhos ill update u on the other aspects of my life....LIFE is mostly great...family is awesome....love them....friends is awesome...work...is not so awesome....but ill make it work....i hope....im healthy, im breathing...im happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;AMOUROUS....interesting word....wish i was amourous atm....lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;PEACE OUT!!! xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Annaface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737852865799659604-6163819639391161427?l=blushstroke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/feeds/6163819639391161427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737852865799659604&amp;postID=6163819639391161427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/6163819639391161427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/6163819639391161427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/2009/11/clickageclick-click-click.html' title='CLICKAGE....click click click'/><author><name>blushstrokes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17889144621631981423</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-4737852865799659604.post-3725504022826226336</id><published>2009-11-20T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T15:59:33.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>emotions, feelings such annoying, annoying things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;i can lie to you all my days, but your the one and im a fool waiting for you...so long...to let you know - Come Around, Rosi Golan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hmmm dont know how to start this...but start i shall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;today I am a mix of emotions...feelings...such annoying, annoying things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;these emotions, these feelings that can more than overwhelm you, can drown you, can lift you, absorb you, outstound you, have a way of making you feel alive...good or bad...you feel, you hurt, you love but thats the beauty of it...you live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;at the moment, i am confused...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;stuck between the past, present and future...stuck between my wants, my needs, my thoughts and my dreams...i know at this point im not making much sense but if i had to explain it would just take to long. you will have to take comfort in the fact that this....is just a release...not necessarily a scream in the dark....more like whispers in the wind....floating effortessly into the infinate...if that even makes sense LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;hmmmmm my love life is absolutely non existant from my point of view...but from other peoples perspective i may look busy...im meeting, chatting to, getting to know some guys but there is nothing there....this big blup of nutta! and the guys that i do have things for....not getting nutta from them either!!! SO HERE I AM NOT GETTING NUTTA!!! LOL SHIT HAPPENS LOL I know what your thinking....guys??? guys that she has a thing for??? nope, im no skanky hoe...im a one woman man...thats why i find this really well fucked up (really didnt want to use the F word but no other word can best express it...dont u think?) Let me explain myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;im not sure how i feel about this guy...ive known him for like forever...i still have a thing for him...but the thing with him is...we have problems...and they cant be fixed...so there really is no point is there? not a point at all!!! but why are there these lingering feeeeeeeeeeelings...im still attracted to him...still find him cute...still find him annoying...and still has this look about him....whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhyyyyy is it even like that (WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY?? now im just whinging...too bad my post, my blog!!! LOL)....but ive started to believe that when it comes to these kind of things...if it doesnt work the first time it wont work the second time. when i really put some thought into what made us....it freaks me out that...i was so in love....yet it slipped away....slowly without even realising it....i let it slip....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;i do promise that with whoever my next dude is....i wont let that happen (NOTE TO SELF: DONT BE A SHITFACE AND LET AN AWESOME RELATIONSHIP GO.....see i wont be getting with anyone unless their just.....well AWESOME!!! LOL hmmmmm ive got my work cut out for me hahahahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;and there is another guy...this retard of a guy...that i have a thing for...and i dont actually know why i even like the dude...he just drives me nuts...he irritates me...it's like he's this big fat elephant that just wont go away...BIG BRIGHT PINK ELEPHANT....like why did i even start liking this guy in the first place...hes such a shit...ok thats a lie he's actually really great...i can't help but think about him...ive got so much other&amp;nbsp;things to&amp;nbsp;worry&amp;nbsp;about other than him...like my career, my future, my business, my health, other guys....and its not like he has any true feelings for me anyway because...he just wants my sexy bod LOL...ok atm im not that sexy....i know im attractive...(IM WORKING ON IT LOL)...dont actions speak louder than words?? what is he doing??? your asking...its more like what hes not doing...call me if you say your going to...he is annoying...maybe i like him...cuz i cant have him the way i want him...maybe the way i want him...i know will never happen...thats why u know i think about him....i think he just likes the attention...why leave me at arms length...(its so effing annoying....WHY, WHY, WHY see he irritates me so....see this makes me think about him!!!!)...that is what i dont understand? man did i confuse you? did i make any sense??? LOL (why does he have to be so insanely funny, sexy, cheeky....really gotta find me another guy!!!! not that im looking....more just waiting and starting to get a lil impatient...i ammm sooo effing lame!!!!!) something else that i find so annoyingly interesting with this dude is that when i chat to him....or im around him....its like a go mute.....NO ONE HAS THAT EFFECT ON ME....what the??? i go from this chatterbox who will talk till im blue in the face and eventually you realise that you lose all sensation to your ears and suprisingly enough it falls off....but with him....nope cant even stitch up sentences that make sense (ok im not that bad....but seriously it might aswell be)....wish he didnt have that kind of effect on me....maybe im just used to the fact that he just loves to talk...that he does all the talking and now permanently this is how our friendship will work...hmmmmmmmm maybe that it?? man i have no idea...no clue...its just annoying i tell ya!!! Effing ANNOYING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;im a fool waiting....not knowing what im waiting for...or maybe im waiting for something that even i wont admit to myself...DENIAL IS SUCH A BITCH!!! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;woo hooo to my first entry!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737852865799659604-3725504022826226336?l=blushstroke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/feeds/3725504022826226336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737852865799659604&amp;postID=3725504022826226336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/3725504022826226336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737852865799659604/posts/default/3725504022826226336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushstroke.blogspot.com/2009/11/emotions-feelings-such-annoying.html' title='emotions, feelings such annoying, annoying things...'/><author><name>blushstrokes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17889144621631981423</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>
