<?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-1458788712740884600</id><updated>2011-08-24T00:32:34.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are Limited By Your Own Beliefs.</title><subtitle type='html'>Sharing wisdom as I wander through life and grow from its many experiences.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therecordplays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1458788712740884600/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therecordplays.blogspot.com/'/><link 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width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27ebzscvD4w/TWQxnrf3klI/AAAAAAAAADA/du3zav7rsyw/s220/DSC_0980-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1458788712740884600.post-752290938078827840</id><published>2009-08-30T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T22:56:50.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Like It Can Be Too Late After All</title><content type='html'>The more time I spend living here, the harder it is to picture myself living here for much longer.&lt;br /&gt;And, when  I say "longer" I mean, one more year at the most.&lt;br /&gt;It only seems like that because I spent the last few days back with my friends, doing things that I used to do regularly and took for granted.&lt;br /&gt;I learned that I'm not myself here, and I find that quite strange.&lt;br /&gt;I learned that I don't smile, laugh or get out nearly as much as I used to.&lt;br /&gt;Not because I can't.&lt;br /&gt;But because I'm just not motivated to do so.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, the people here are nice.&lt;br /&gt;But none of them seems all that real, or genuine.&lt;br /&gt;No one I can really act myself around.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I guess I am myself..&lt;br /&gt;But just not the self that I'm used to being.&lt;br /&gt;Not the person that is always exciting and fun and happy, but the person that is quiet, calm and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say, the people I know here don't exactly bring out the best in me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm used to trying to bring the best out in other people (and I'm told I do, which makes me happy) but the people I know here just seem like they've been doing the same thing for years and acting a certain way for most of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing people get embarrassed over little things and not being able to laugh at themselves and just enjoy what life has to offer is just a big change in scenery for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can only meet the same person so many times in so many different people.&lt;br /&gt;So now I think it's time for me to spend some time focusing on me instead of other people.&lt;br /&gt;And let you know that, it's okay to doubt yourself sometimes and it's okay to step into someone else's shoes. But always, aaalways take a breath, step back and look at you, look at your life, the big picture.&lt;br /&gt;And remember that you control what effects you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The only opinion that should make a difference is your own.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1458788712740884600-752290938078827840?l=therecordplays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therecordplays.blogspot.com/feeds/752290938078827840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1458788712740884600&amp;postID=752290938078827840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1458788712740884600/posts/default/752290938078827840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1458788712740884600/posts/default/752290938078827840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therecordplays.blogspot.com/2009/08/feeling-like-it-can-be-too-late-after.html' title='Feeling Like It &lt;em&gt;Can&lt;/em&gt; Be Too Late After All'/><author><name>supersav</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27ebzscvD4w/TWQxnrf3klI/AAAAAAAAADA/du3zav7rsyw/s220/DSC_0980-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1458788712740884600.post-3256356581736361598</id><published>2009-08-25T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:36:45.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, What Now?</title><content type='html'>I came back here, because I thought it would be a brilliant idea to blog about my first real job and about how horrible it's going.&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized, there's no point.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares how bad my first job is going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read all of my past posts (which aren't many, sorry about that) and I learned from them. &lt;br /&gt;No one reads this blog, and although I started it to share the things I learn about life with other people, it helped me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago I moved from Toronto, ON to Brampton, ON and it had a huge impact on my life.&lt;br /&gt;But why?&lt;br /&gt;Only because I allowed it to do that.&lt;br /&gt;The days of me being depressed, the days of me not going to school, not doing homework, NOT ENJOYING LIFE all could have been avoided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been miserable, and for what? FOR WHAT!? For nothing.&lt;br /&gt;When you surround yourself in misery, in really horrible attitudes and moods, it doesn't change the situation.&lt;br /&gt;Crying or screaming, or running or sleeping.. When you calm down, you realize you're still in the same place to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwelling on the negative only reels in more negativity.&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;Think vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;If the negative attracts more negative..&lt;br /&gt;Then positive will only attract more positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep yourself happy stay confident in yourself than you are more likely to have a better day, and a happier life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, everyone has those bad days.&lt;br /&gt;But at least you'll know to recover from it fast and be back to your positive self again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;keep believing&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;keep smiling&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1458788712740884600-3256356581736361598?l=therecordplays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therecordplays.blogspot.com/feeds/3256356581736361598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1458788712740884600&amp;postID=3256356581736361598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1458788712740884600/posts/default/3256356581736361598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1458788712740884600/posts/default/3256356581736361598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therecordplays.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-what-now.html' title='So, What Now?'/><author><name>supersav</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27ebzscvD4w/TWQxnrf3klI/AAAAAAAAADA/du3zav7rsyw/s220/DSC_0980-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1458788712740884600.post-1943018182439796742</id><published>2008-09-09T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T22:58:34.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seventh day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCqpkGuUGao/SMcw6pP3mbI/AAAAAAAAABE/iAncVGcLF-4/s1600-h/DSC_0048kj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244214075159189938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCqpkGuUGao/SMcw6pP3mbI/AAAAAAAAABE/iAncVGcLF-4/s320/DSC_0048kj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCqpkGuUGao/SMcw6__cj9I/AAAAAAAAABM/VDSR44y1tjE/s1600-h/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244214081264324562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCqpkGuUGao/SMcw6__cj9I/AAAAAAAAABM/VDSR44y1tjE/s320/DSC_0131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today was my seventh day of high school.&lt;br /&gt;Jeez, it's only been that long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT A SECOND.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't wrote in a while..&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you what I did for the rest of the summer.&lt;br /&gt;I mean you as in whoever's reading this (is anyone? don't think so).&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of that last bit of summer was that it was my birthday and one of the things I it as a gift was a Nikon D60 SLR camera!&lt;br /&gt;exciting.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm using the money I was saving for a new guitar. :D&lt;br /&gt;but, ANYWAYS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When some people first come into a new place they sometimes feel lonely. They sometimes feel awkward and well, scared.&lt;br /&gt;I understand why people feel like that, so here's my advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just entered grade nine last Tuesday. :O, now you know how old I am... yep, I'm 14.&lt;br /&gt;At first I was nervous. But the first thing I saw when I walked to my first class was how everyone was standing separated by themselves and it just look very... well, niner-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Of course me, being the weirdo that I am said hi to absolutely everybody in my class. And with the people that seemed completely alone were the people I was even more extra towards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every different place you're in, and you know you have to get used to it because you're going to be there for awhile just learn to love it.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T BE AFRAID TO SAY HI.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T EVER THINK YOU'RE NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR ANYONE.&lt;br /&gt;And last but certainly not least..&lt;br /&gt;BE CONFIDENT (and don't forget to look like it too!).&lt;br /&gt;If you look like you know what you're doing and look confident in yourself, people WILL notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I should also say, it doesn't matter if not everybody likes you because YOU WILL ATTRACT the people that should be in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head up, stay real, stay positive and STAY YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xox, Savannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1458788712740884600-1943018182439796742?l=therecordplays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therecordplays.blogspot.com/feeds/1943018182439796742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1458788712740884600&amp;postID=1943018182439796742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1458788712740884600/posts/default/1943018182439796742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1458788712740884600/posts/default/1943018182439796742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therecordplays.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-seventh-day.html' title='seventh day.'/><author><name>supersav</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27ebzscvD4w/TWQxnrf3klI/AAAAAAAAADA/du3zav7rsyw/s220/DSC_0980-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCqpkGuUGao/SMcw6pP3mbI/AAAAAAAAABE/iAncVGcLF-4/s72-c/DSC_0048kj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1458788712740884600.post-853872834709272514</id><published>2008-09-09T18:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T18:59:32.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey you.</title><content type='html'>Hey you.&lt;br /&gt;That kid in the window.&lt;br /&gt;Have you always been there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever come outside?&lt;br /&gt;Did you live here this whole time?&lt;br /&gt;Seven years you say?&lt;br /&gt;I've lived here for eight.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have many friends?&lt;br /&gt;You're hungry, but you just ate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you're different?&lt;br /&gt;You're parents aren't home?&lt;br /&gt;You never know where they are?&lt;br /&gt;You feel like you're buried in a hole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've never talked like this?&lt;br /&gt;You've never had a friend?&lt;br /&gt;I live just next door.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think this is the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have your whole life to live.&lt;br /&gt;You have years of questions unanswered.&lt;br /&gt;Just get outside and play.&lt;br /&gt;Be social, live life.&lt;br /&gt;This is a new day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1458788712740884600-853872834709272514?l=therecordplays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therecordplays.blogspot.com/feeds/853872834709272514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1458788712740884600&amp;postID=853872834709272514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1458788712740884600/posts/default/853872834709272514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1458788712740884600/posts/default/853872834709272514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therecordplays.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey-you.html' title='Hey you.'/><author><name>supersav</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27ebzscvD4w/TWQxnrf3klI/AAAAAAAAADA/du3zav7rsyw/s220/DSC_0980-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1458788712740884600.post-844029489896235477</id><published>2008-08-13T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:12:12.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVER SETTLE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;never settle.&lt;br /&gt;you can always find better.&lt;br /&gt;you are better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;never settle for less then the best&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, YOU CAN get the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;summer is almost over and my birthday is in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;take advantage of what you have before it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;xox, savannah.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234221115412323970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCqpkGuUGao/SKOwX1QAHoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/O3jSfx9ojlU/s320/n568780034_3688427_5230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1458788712740884600-844029489896235477?l=therecordplays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therecordplays.blogspot.com/feeds/844029489896235477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1458788712740884600&amp;postID=844029489896235477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1458788712740884600/posts/default/844029489896235477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1458788712740884600/posts/default/844029489896235477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therecordplays.blogspot.com/2008/08/never-settle.html' title='NEVER SETTLE.'/><author><name>supersav</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27ebzscvD4w/TWQxnrf3klI/AAAAAAAAADA/du3zav7rsyw/s220/DSC_0980-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCqpkGuUGao/SKOwX1QAHoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/O3jSfx9ojlU/s72-c/n568780034_3688427_5230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1458788712740884600.post-8661995505325878658</id><published>2008-05-17T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:25:48.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For All Of You Who Have Your Doubts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCqpkGuUGao/SC8WGSbQEVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GAIoNr7k9Qk/s1600-h/STD_8384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201400391917375826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCqpkGuUGao/SC8WGSbQEVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GAIoNr7k9Qk/s320/STD_8384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dedicated to my dear friend, DoormatMan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago I went to a concert (Honda Civic Tour 08: Panic At The Disco) and it ran late and blah blah blah.... anyways... I ended up grounded with a really really pissed off mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend couldn't get home because the busses weren't running and my mom was mad because she had a client at 6.00 in the morning so my friend slept over.&lt;br /&gt;The next day my alarm clock was set wrong so I woke up late. My mom walked in my room yelling at me to get to school on time... My friend and I were about to leave to catch the bus then her mom called and she drove me to school and took my friend home to shower and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I didn't have time to grab a lunch and my mom (being the weird human roller coaster that she is) had a feeling I didn't get a lunch and showed up at my school to pick me up for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We got to SUBWAY and while we were eating I started talking about what I wanted to do when I finished school... as a career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was saying that If I didn't become a musician or something I had no back-up plan. I was saying that I know it's really hard to make it in the music biz but you can get lucky and have it really easily. I was saying that we don't have alot of money so it's not like I have the equipment or the money to record my music. My mom was telling me what she new about recording music and told me about her producer friends that may be able to add a bit more to my knowledge of the music business.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, while I was getting ready for school she called me on the phone and told me that she thought about what I was saying at Subway. She said that I shouldn't have to have a back up plan because If I believe in something and want to do it that much I should just go for it. She said that I am LIMITED BY MY OWN BELIEFS and it's my fear that is holding me back from making my dreams reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People may think they are perfectly fine working a 9-5 job but is it really because you were scared to do what you actuallt wanted to do?&lt;br /&gt;Were you really born to be a Yellow Pages sales representative?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;You may make good money but the guy who writes your check is the real smart one. The one who has it made and thought of the actual smart idea of paying people to work for him.&lt;br /&gt;You can have anything you want in life.&lt;br /&gt;You may not want to work hard but just think about the reward of your actions.&lt;br /&gt;Better than what you do now, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;It's never too late. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;What you believe, you can achieve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1458788712740884600-8661995505325878658?l=therecordplays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therecordplays.blogspot.com/feeds/8661995505325878658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1458788712740884600&amp;postID=8661995505325878658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1458788712740884600/posts/default/8661995505325878658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1458788712740884600/posts/default/8661995505325878658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therecordplays.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-all-of-you-who-have-your-doubts.html' title='For All Of You Who Have Your Doubts.'/><author><name>supersav</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27ebzscvD4w/TWQxnrf3klI/AAAAAAAAADA/du3zav7rsyw/s220/DSC_0980-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCqpkGuUGao/SC8WGSbQEVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GAIoNr7k9Qk/s72-c/STD_8384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1458788712740884600.post-4041925897398551785</id><published>2008-05-16T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:40:36.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am new here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCqpkGuUGao/SC5gfCbQEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/74yF6hDAWQA/s1600-h/DSC00524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201200706002882882" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCqpkGuUGao/SC5gfCbQEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/74yF6hDAWQA/s320/DSC00524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made (started) this [blog] because I think I have alot to share in my life.&lt;br /&gt;And to help myself out when i don't know what to do with myself.&lt;br /&gt;You do learn something new everyday (even if you don't notice it) and the valuable information you gather should be shared with others, so they too can learn something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start with a next post summarizing the things I remember from the past few days/weeks that I think is worth sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember&lt;/strong&gt;: SHARING IS CARING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The picture is pretty darn good for a phone photo, EH? 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