<?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-8544767</id><updated>2012-01-29T13:37:36.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Innocent evil*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-112622103204633001</id><published>2005-09-09T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T16:10:32.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*wateverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!*</title><content type='html'>hey pplz wassup? i hope u r all gir8 and having a gir8 time anyways i just wanted 2 write up about something dta i'm feeling right now well......u know how in America there was this storm "KATRINA" so ya u know it's funny how now EVEN america has REFUGEES&lt;br /&gt;WELL IT'S SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT...&lt;br /&gt;well u know wat i am suppose 2 go now so ya i betta go and will right next time ok take care smell ya laterz u bootiful pplz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-112622103204633001?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/112622103204633001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=112622103204633001' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/112622103204633001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/112622103204633001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2005/09/wateverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='*wateverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!*'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-112558095649649292</id><published>2005-09-01T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T06:22:36.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hopelessness...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;hello pplz it's been a long time since i posted last time in ma blog anyhow 2nite i wanna right abt ma friend who had the courage 2 trust me and tell me everything there was toknow abt her life and beyond....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;anyhow today it was da 1st day of my new job and i worked 4 da 1st time in ma life and now am very exhausted but i really wanna share this with u guys and that is that this friend of mine whome i think of as ma little sis "M" she came with me to the place i was going and had to go to the doctor regarding her "pimples"...arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh... (don't u just hate them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;she told me that the mother she's living with is not her real mother but infact she died when "M" was only 8 and wasn't aware of anything and so her father married another women. "M" told me dat she had committed suicide a few times by eating a handfull of panamax pills and she was vomiting and stuff and it was all b'coz her step mother got her engaged with a guy 2 months younger then her who's still in overseas and she hates him, she says they used 2 play 2gether when they were little but she doesn't like him as a life partner, because she loves her cousin "Z" now he wasn't aware of "M's" feelings till one day M called Z telling him abt her feelings 4 him and stuff and till now he hasn't spoken to her which is so slack and ya M wants to suicide because of her bitch step mother who is everyday giving them a headache and also she told me that a few times her step mother has told them to "get of her house and leave the house and it's her house". no one knows about her situation and i am so grateful to know abt her situation before she did another stupid act of suicide or something to end her life.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;gosh i donno wat 2 do only god can understand how i feel b'coz right now while i'm thinking abt her facial expressions while she was telling me this i'm in tears and am out of control and crying well.....for now that's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-112558095649649292?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/112558095649649292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=112558095649649292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/112558095649649292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/112558095649649292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2005/09/hopelessness.html' title='hopelessness...!'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-112092125002411921</id><published>2005-07-10T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T08:00:50.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*love hurts*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is a FEELING dat lasts 4eva and it's a sand dat the deeper u fall into it the harder it is get out of and it only happens ONCE in a life time and it's a dream dat we all want to see and it's a wish dat ONLY comes true when both the LOVERS are in luv with each other hand in other words if the luv is on one side only it fails most of the times and den the luver's heart breaks into countless and tiny hard  find 2 pieces and when u r BROKEN in  LOVE den u feel as if the whole world has turned against you by "him/her n0t feeling the same for you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-112092125002411921?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/112092125002411921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=112092125002411921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/112092125002411921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/112092125002411921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2005/07/love-hurts.html' title='*love hurts*'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-111706595860247415</id><published>2005-05-25T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T17:05:58.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 19th B'day (^_^)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;hey pplz wassup? well it's ma birthday 2day and yah i turned 19 so it's like wird u know getting old very quick any how it was a good day @ da begining but den it got crapper and crapper as time went on like when it was 11am yesterday at skul u know ma bestie didn't even call me 2 @ least wish me a happy birthday but anyhow and also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;my mumdidn't even wished me a happy birthday so basically what i wanted 2 do was dat just see ma bestie the one who didn't call along wiff ma other bestie who was wiff me yesterday and have a good time and yah enjoy da moments but none of the above happened...........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oki &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ta ta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smell ya laterz pplz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-111706595860247415?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111706595860247415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=111706595860247415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/111706595860247415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/111706595860247415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-19th-bday.html' title='happy 19th B&apos;day (^_^)'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-111604850676365701</id><published>2005-05-14T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T03:07:00.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*so frustrating*  (@)_(@)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey pplz wassup? hopefully u r all gir8 and having fun anyhow i am just in the library doing some studies but before i come 2 da library i was walking down 2 the shopping witha friend of mine and talking in our own language and suddenly out of no where on earth this man (APPEARANCE: drunk, probably homeless)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he turned his face to us and said "hey u r in australia and u have to speak english not ur own bloody language" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i said "have u got a prob. sir with our language we know dat we r in australia" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he said "so stop *F***ing* speaking in ur language u bloody imports" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i got really angry dat i felt like bashing him up but i didn't end up doing it coz i wouldn't and i knew he was crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then i said "sir it's non of ur business wat language we apeak u stupid man"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he said "get lost and f**k off" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after dat i was still walking down 2 da shopping and un-fortunately he was going 2 da same shop as we were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;afta dat we were still waling me and my friend and him infront of us that he just hit a lady "with hejab" with his elbow and walked passed them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i mean how stupid and un-human is that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and if he thinks no one shall speak in their own mother tongue den would he dare to say dat "to an aboriginal person" well the answer obviously is *NOOOOOOOOO* and he is just the stupid minority racist guy who wants every 1 to speak in english i mean wat if the gul i was speaking 2 doesn't know how to speak in english wat would happen then.....................?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyways australia is a multicultural country now and no one can stop it becoming more and more diversed every day and every second no one not even john howard himself so yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dat's all i had to say and i feel so sorry for dat Racist MAN coz he can not live like a peaceful person in australia despite the fact that we r a multicultural country. POOR HIM wat a pitty ue is just non-sense &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ta ta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;smell ya later ma bootiful friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-111604850676365701?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111604850676365701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=111604850676365701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/111604850676365701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/111604850676365701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-frustrating.html' title='*so frustrating*  (@)_(@)'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-111587360347492977</id><published>2005-05-11T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T16:27:38.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*I Wish You Knew* by Mariah Carey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I Wish You Knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've got to see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wherever you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I've got to be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm wishing on stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've got to reveal what's inside of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But the words escape me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I'm paralyzed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So helpless when ILook into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And how I wish you only knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What I feel inside for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You probably haven't got a clue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I wish you knewHow I love you baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Honestly I know it's silly of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To want you so badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But keep it concealed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;See my inferiority complex kicks in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And the words escape me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I'm paralyzedSo helpless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when ILook into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And how I wish you only knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What I feel inside for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You probably haven't got a clue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I wish you knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How I love you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-111587360347492977?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111587360347492977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=111587360347492977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/111587360347492977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/111587360347492977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-wish-you-knew-by-mariah-carey.html' title='*I Wish You Knew* by Mariah Carey'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-111587311177854673</id><published>2005-05-11T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T02:30:21.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*we belong togetha*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We Belong Together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Mariah Carey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didn't mean it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I said I didn't love you so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I should have held on tight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never should've let you go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I did nothingI was stupid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was foolishI was lying to myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could not fathom that I would ever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be without your love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never imagined I'd be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sitting here beside myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didn't know you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didn't know me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I thought I knew everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never felt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The feeling that I'm feeling now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now that I don't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hear your voice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or even touch or even kiss your lips&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause I don't have a choice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I wouldn't give&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To have you lying by my side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We belong together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you left&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I lost a part of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's still so hard to believe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come back baby please&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We belong together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who else am I gonna lean on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When times get rough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's gonna talk to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Till the sun comes up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's gonna take your place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby nobody else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We belong together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't sleep at night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're all on my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bobby Womack's on the radio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singing to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'If you think you're lonely now'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wait a minuteThis is too deep, too deep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I gotta change the station&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I turn the dial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trying to catch a break&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then I hear Babyface&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I only think of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And it's breaking my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm trying to keep it together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I'm falling apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm feeling all out of my element&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm throwing things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trying to figure out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where the hell I went wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The pain reflected in this song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ain't even half of what&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm feeling inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need youNeed you back in my life baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you left&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I lost a part of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's still so hard to believe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come back baby please&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We belong together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who else am I gonna lean on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When times get rough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's gonna talk to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Till the sun comes up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's gonna take your place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There ain't nobody else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We belong together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-111587311177854673?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111587311177854673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=111587311177854673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/111587311177854673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/111587311177854673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2005/05/we-belong-togetha.html' title='*we belong togetha*'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-110980783138422991</id><published>2005-04-19T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T03:22:18.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*pearls and beads*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hello world and my beautiful friends how r u all? i hope u r all great and having fun and pleeeeeeeeeeease read dis story dat i'm about 2 start writing! it's a true life story of someone i know from ma far family friends who r living in Afghanistan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her great grandfather was the leader of 6 Big Colonies. He used to own a horse which was very dear and used 2 wear a gold necklace which at that time no one at all could afford 2 have. He had 2 wives and from them two he had 5 sons and 5 daughters alltogether. His sons and daughters got married before his death. He died when he was about 80 yrs old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;One of his sons named "S.B" also married twice (who's Aziza's grandfather) he had 4 sons and 4 daughters.&lt;br /&gt;while his kids were growing up and then got married then after a few years the Taliban Regime started about 25-30 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as Taliban Regime strated Afghanistan seemed a very unsafe place to live for every afghan resident as well as the B's Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The B's Family ran away from their place of birth called "Behsood" to hide away uoin the mountains of Behsood escaping from Taliban's cruelty that had started at that time.. This was like nothing they ever even thought of happening to their country and to its people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this S.B's sons were spreaded around afghanistan and weren't able to keep a contact with each other.&lt;br /&gt;and from His 4 sons and 4 daughters one of his sons named "A.H" (who's Aziza's- father) got married as well and had 2 sons and 2 daughters. They were very poor which resulted from draught and war; they couldn't plant their crops and had nothing to eat and survive during the war times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.H had the responsibility to feed and take care and also provide shelter for his 4 children and his wife.&lt;br /&gt;for a few years he struggling to do this till one day he gave up because he got sick and there was no way at all dat he could medicate himself or see a doctor at that time because he was very poor and no one else as well could help him because they were also very poor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HE DIED!&lt;br /&gt;he died of depression, poverty, post traumatic shock and heart attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;from here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;After his death some people tried to help his family out by little bits and also his wife started sewing clothes from which she got money and used it to feed her 4 children: JR, Aziza, HD, and IM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aziza's mother got sick very badly and aziza's aunt found out about it and she rushed down to Aziza's house and took&lt;br /&gt;(Aziza's mother) to Kabul from (Behsood-where they were living) to see a doctor. In their way to Kabul they had a very bad time taking care of her because she was in a very critical condition. The car had to travel on the bumpy roads and so it was moving a lot here and there and Aziza's mother was having such a bad time. After they got 2 Kabul hospital they had 2 register her in to the hospital 4 at least 1 night before she saw a doctor or anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Afterwards the doctor came to see her and then after he checked her, He asked Aziza to leave the room for a while and He then said to her aunt (do u know when u burn a wood and then a while later there's only ASH left in the end!) And I don't know how to say it but, that is exactly how Aziza's mother's internal organs are at the moment because of dehydration and starvation (ofcorse they had not enough food 2 eat because she fed her children all the food they had and didn't care about herself)&lt;br /&gt;And "it's a very very sever case and there's only 5% chance u her life and can not be guaranteed in another 10 minutes" the doctor said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 minute; 3 minutes; 5 minutes; 7 minutes; 9 minutes and at the 10th minute.............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She died! GOD BLESS HER SOUL :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Aziza's mother's death they were left all alone by themselves to take care of themselves and each other, just like a night without a moon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like a God SEND Angel (her grandfather- mum's father); he took the so-called responsibility of being their legal guardian and taking care of his 4 grand kids 1. Aziza 2.JR 3.IM 4.HD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But nobody knew what future held for these 4 poor and (desperate for love) kids and.............the future was that their grand father started abusing them everyday on every little thing u know even when Aziza couldn't cook properly and occurs she wouldn't b able to because she was only 7 when her mother died and she had no idea about what to do for herself and her siblings! So when Jawahir (her older sister) turned 14 her grandpa then gives her away to an old man aged 5o yrs old and technically sells her and yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SO SLACK OF HIM- HE MUST'VE BEEN AN ARSE HOLE*&lt;br /&gt;And...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;On top of everything else that Old Man was already married and had four boys from his first wife. His first wife used to abuse her as well and once she abused her so viciously that resulted into JR to lose her first baby in her tummy while she was only 5 weeks pregnant. However surprisingly her OLD man husband likes JR. Aziza along with her two brothers were separated from her grand father and lives alone now by herself with her 2 brothers. Her brothers are also abusing her now and still are abusing her as we speak! so she has to do everything from cooking to dusting the whole house and on top of everything she has to put up with her two brothers abusive behavior after what her grandfather used to abuse her before they get separated from him;&lt;br /&gt;Now............... the only HOPE she has is me and my mother only and we occasionally send money 2 her so that at least she has something 2 wear while she gets out of her old and rented house :( SO I am looking forward that if some one out there is reading or listening to my story and is willing to help AZIZA get out of this abusive and devastating life! and some 1 out there who can actually sponsor her 2 Australia because she is definitely worth sponsoring and I’m sure and I can guarantee anyone out there that she'll do whatever it takes to get on her feet and get somewhere and understand this world and also to show her uncles and aunts that she deserves more than what they used to think for her! Actually her uncles and aunts never cared about her nor about her other siblings after their parents' deaths offcourse, so that is another problem on top of her hardship living life that she has to go through everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO BASICALLY SHE HAS NO ONE TO LOOK UP TO AND ABSOLUTELY NO ONE AT ALL 2 TRUST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u know how hard it is in Afghanistan to b a 14 yr old orphan girl and taking care of your brothers and also in Afghanistan there's this STUPID tradition that as soon as a girl becomes 15 people come to her home asking for her hand (asking her 2 get married with their son) so just imagine how would she feel coz no one will come 2 ask for her hand and even if they did by any chance what so ever there's no one 2 give her all that stuff that she'll need before getting married and going 2 her husband's house We call it "JEHEZZ" which the girls in Afghanistan sew them themselves e.g. bed covers, table covers, cupboard covers, coat covers, pillow covers, blanket covers, and etc. (basically household needs) and some families even ask for a washing machine, a fridge and a TV from the girl's family before they say yes to the marriage (arrange-marriage in most cases).So if these things didn't happen then I’m 99.99% sure that she'll b sold 2 some 1 old perhaps in his 50s or 60s and then she would suffer the same as her big sister JAWAHIR, or even worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;SO PLZ THINK ABOUT IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smell ya later people have a sweet day&lt;br /&gt;luv u all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&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/8544767-110980783138422991?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110980783138422991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=110980783138422991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/110980783138422991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/110980783138422991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2005/04/pearls-and-beads.html' title='*pearls and beads*'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-110786843954525205</id><published>2005-02-17T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T22:26:07.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*full moon to shine*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;(^_^) hey guys wassup? long time no writing done hey! by me han! well................ that's coz i went on vacations 2 my motherland during the summer holidays and i luved it from the beautiful snowy mountains so high where the sunrise kisses the top of the snowy mountains to the jamed packed traffic in kabul's underconstruction roads. It was the full moon when we got on the plane from sydney on our way 2 Afghanistan. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;At first i was very scared coz i hate when the plane is about to depart u know it was just so frightening but anyhow i had fun after dat coz firstly i was going 2 my country after such along time and let me tell ya it's about 7.5 yrs dat i hadn't seen my land where i was born and where i belong and where all my enchanted and griefning memories stayed when i left................................... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;so, after we got there i was so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;couldn't wait 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; get home and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eat &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"qurutee"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it's a very very &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;simple afghan food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which is&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; very salty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and it also have &lt;strong&gt;sauce&lt;/strong&gt; in it and in addition to this it also has tomato paste in it and i'll write the recipe for "quruti" in the end of my writing. so i got there and i ate quruti and i luved it coz i only ate quruti when i was 8 and now i was 18 when i got there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;the tradition in afghanistan varies from groups 2 groups; e.g. hazaras, tajiks, pashtoons, qeezelbash, qandhari etc. So in my gruop (in afghanistan) we are not that free 2 do as we wish........... specially POOR GIRLS, well if start writing about this topic then i will need 2 write another new blog so ya i'll just end it here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;so everyday we used 2 wake up at 6am and have breakfast by 6:30am and people kept coming to where we were staying (my aunt's place) and they started coming from 8am to visit us and we have alot of family friends close friends, distant relatives e.g. my mum's aunt's daughter's son's wife, and close ones e.g. my grandpa, my mum's bro and my mum's sisters and brother, and my cousins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;anyhow after a few days i got used to the new environment since i hadn't been in Afghanistan for about 8 years and dat is way too long and u know wat is da most funny thing about my trip that when i went there i didn't recognise even my aunt (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;mum's sister&lt;/span&gt;) and like dat's like so lame well........... it wasn't even my fault but anyhow dat was in my luck to be living far from my country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;we were invited 4 lunch and dinner every day and yes everyday and u know wat i wasn't used 2 dat coz it was really odd for me but i had to go and try not 2 make anybody who really liked me &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;upset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;. I really liked da food in their houses and ya it was fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well................ one more interesting thing about afghanistan was dat it was snowing down there and it was beautiful and it was ma first time i ever saw snow so imagine dat. I went 2 my granny's place which was so far far far away.... oh my lord of the marshmallows i hated the distance coz it was 8 hours drive from kabul, the way to my granny's place. I really loved that place coz it was a mountain vista (mounatinish area; village) oh my lord of marshmallows it was so bootiful specially at night coz whenever i used 2 go out. You could see the stars above in da sky and i felt like all da stars in the sky was above that place.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-110786843954525205?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110786843954525205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=110786843954525205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/110786843954525205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/110786843954525205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2005/02/full-moon-to-shine.html' title='*full moon to shine*'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109963536653079677</id><published>2004-11-05T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T22:16:06.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>peACe oR PieCEs ? </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sometimes there's truth in old cliches. There can be no real peace without justice. And without resistance there will be no justice. Today, it is not merely justice itself, but the idea of justice that is under attack.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hey everyone how r u all my bootiful friends, this is a quote from Arundhati Roy's speech after she got the sydney peace price. and this is the link 2 the original &lt;a href="http://smh.com.au/articles/2004/11/03/1099362219754.html?oneclick=true"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't dat nice when a women stands up, proud and talks about her opinions, experiences, or anything in public and tries 2 get her message across after all those years of getting women's rights which were snatched off us or never given 2 us at first place.............. well i think every women, in every corner of the universe has the very right 2 express her opinion about no matter wat it is? from WAT 2 COOK 4 DINNER? to WAT JOB DO I WANT 2 DO?&lt;br /&gt;it just doesn't matter u know coz when a girl is born they bring their rights from her mummy's tommy it's not given when she's born however she bringss it when she's born so nobody can take the rights of a women away from her just like no-body can take ur education away from u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;so wat i really like about this quote by her is dat "there can be no real peace without justice"; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i mean isn't dat exactly true? han just think about it man !!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;well these days there's hardly any justice left 4 anything atleast dat's how i think which might not b same as wat some other ppl might think. So that's absolutely true that if there's no peace then there's no justice just like if there's no sugar then there's no sweetness in the world. so that's it i guess i made my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;............and 4 people out there who wants 2 make this world more peaceful should contribute within themselves then they shall consider making this beautiful world of ours abit peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;gotta go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;take care everybody and smell ya later u bootiful pplz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-109963536653079677?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109963536653079677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109963536653079677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109963536653079677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109963536653079677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/11/peace-or-pieces.html' title='peACe oR PieCEs ? '/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109903825129339638</id><published>2004-10-29T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T23:54:26.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*a tear way precious than a diamond*</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 214px;" src="http://www.islamfortoday.com/afghaneyes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://benoitdubost.free.fr/PICT0731-%20Afghanistan%202002%20-Bamyian%20enfants1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hey pplz how's every 1 i hope every 1 is gir8 and having fun as usual now i just wanna write about something personal and i don't mind sharing it with u guys that wat was the hardest time of my life ? well.......... isn't life hard all 2gether ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;my life story is very complicated like making a  multi layerd cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;my journey begun when i was only 11 years old and that's for a girl living under the regime of vicious groups that came out of no where and thought "oh yeah baby lets attack Afghanistan and kill the innocent ppl, and separate the men from their women" i mean that's just sooooooooooooooooo devastating and i never expected that there'd be anyone THIS cruel living in our pretty universe So there we go the hardest thing in my life was 2 leave my country without bringing a bit of it's "SOIL" now this might not make sense 2 some ppl reading my blog but it does make sense 2 me coz it's way too personal feeling towards my country's soil and the way it feels when u touch it. I don't know man i had a post-traumatic-shock about wat had happened 2 me at a very young age (11 years old) suffering from all the worst things that can ever happen 2 any 1, while a young girl at this age shall be playing and enjoying her life with her family NOT having to take care of herself and on top of everything taking care of her mother and her little brother. I lost someone so dear that can not be priced because it's too dear 2 me and nothing compares t him. I lost my father who i rarely knew because he kept going and coming out of the country inorder to feed us. I never got 2 be close to him and i never actually HUGGED him. and I now die to HUG my DAD once and go back in time and that i could save my dad............................ but it's never going 2 come true because no one knows EXACTLY how i felt at that time and how i feel right now recalling these memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WELL.......... i guess that's wat life is all about but it's oki coz we shouldn't keep remembering our past coz we shall think about our future instead of our PAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i left my country i was hardly able 2 believe that i got out of my country where bombing was on 24/7 and children's cries could be heard into my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the happiest time of my life is not yet completed because i'm just climbing the first step of my life storey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smell ya later u bootiful pplz&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-109903825129339638?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109903825129339638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109903825129339638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109903825129339638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109903825129339638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/tear-way-precious-than-diamond.html' title='*a tear way precious than a diamond*'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109903317214652541</id><published>2004-10-29T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T00:20:58.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>           *oh my lord of marshmallows*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello my bootiful friends around the universe. How is everybody ? i hope every1 is great and having fun, well............ 2day i wanna talk about something interesting 2 me and it's pretty depressing BUT 4 some pplz it might not be so interesting but anyhow i'll tell u wat i watched on last sunday i watched an OZ documentary called *60 MINUTES* and there was a story about how much Aussies spend on their pets icluding food, accessories, and other stuffs more than (Foreign Aid). I mean that's just so wrong :( u know they said dat We Aussies spend about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.1 billion dollars on their pets but they spend only 1.4 million dollars on Foreign Aid. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;OH MY LORD OF MARSHMALLOWS&lt;/span&gt; wat is wrong with ppl these days? watever they do  just seems wrong  (*_!)  but wat can we do about it?................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'll let u decide on that !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;addition 2 dat 1 of my friends just told me when i told him about this chaos going on in Australia (according 2 me) and he told me that; "u know wat i was minding a lady's house whilst she was gone oversease and she used 2 feed her dog "chicken" but not 2 her own blood "son" and she told me (here are da chickens 4 the dog)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;anyhow i am just trying 2 make a point, which is worth making!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;oki i guess it's enough wat i wrote but it's pretty depressing u know but anyhow there is got 2 b something dat can be done 2 improve it.................. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ta ta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"take care and smell ya later u bootiful pplz"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-109903317214652541?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109903317214652541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109903317214652541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109903317214652541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109903317214652541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/oh-my-lord-of-marshmallows.html' title='           *oh my lord of marshmallows*'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109927020215700863</id><published>2004-10-29T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T21:31:15.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>outside the square</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="e9823e69"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;hey pplz wats up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;i'm not in a good mood nor a bad mood but i'm certainly in a moood 2 write something about an issues that i thought about 4 ages which is, drinking and getting out of control that's specifically 4 teenagers around the world. Why do you do this 2 urself, ur family, ur community and the rest of the society?...................... Why would you get drunk and ruined ur life that's not even boiled properly, u haven't even tasted a bite of wat life is about? u haven't even come out of ur shell properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;IT'S NOT WORTH IT MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;now, i'm saying these because i feel devastated when i see an accident caused by teens drinking and driving afterwards........ God knows the rest and they r putting their own lives at risk and it gets even more risker when they drink drive and they shall take extra precautions........................ !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;now that's all i wanna say is that we alllllllllllllllll shall take care of ourselves as well as people around us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;oki ta ta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;smell ya later my bootiful fwends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-109927020215700863?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109927020215700863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109927020215700863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109927020215700863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109927020215700863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/outside-square.html' title='outside the square'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109883581889632049</id><published>2004-10-27T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T17:10:18.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>does it hurt ? </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;             &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;does  anybody think love hurts ??????????????????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well................. it does ooouch     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's the worst pain in the whole wide world that nayone could get man :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;anyhow love si something that everyone experiences in their lives at some stage some experience it at a very early stage but some experience it at very late stages of their live HOWEVER some ppl don't ever experience it in their lives they just go with the flow (*_!)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;actually i NOW realise that falling in love is only PAIN and nothing else man :'( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but it's oki coz live is always PAIN in the butt (i think) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;heheheheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sorry pplz if i'm borrring u and if some ppl r having their falshbacks from their own life (love) experiences :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;anyhow take care everybody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ta ta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;smell ya later u bootiful pplz&lt;/span&gt; &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/8544767-109883581889632049?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109883581889632049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109883581889632049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109883581889632049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109883581889632049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/does-it-hurt.html' title='does it hurt ? '/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109843254510557639</id><published>2004-10-22T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T01:10:04.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*a young women's guide 2 survival*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;when some 1 asks me where do i come from ? i say "hello i'm an earthling just like u, i have 2 eyes, 2 ears, 2 hands, 2 legs, a body, a head and a mouth, BUT and there's a big BUT before u take another breath *i'm from a place where ppl have never been given equal rights nor seen their country developing and never lived in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PEACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so that's wat i'd say if some 1 asked me where i came from?&lt;br /&gt;there r alot of ppl out there or even right now reading my blog that have experienced similar situation as me.&lt;br /&gt;the respond from people after they ask my originality is usually "ohhhhhh.........oki so that means that Mister Bin LADIN is related 2 u"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait a min.............. just STOP 4 a moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL SPARE U DA MOMENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow i feel as if just 2 grab the person from his/her tongue and make him/her sit down and then.............EXPLAIN where exactly i come from ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they ask WHY did i come here?&lt;br /&gt;it's a simple question and obviously there'd  b a simple answer 2 it.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came here 2 become a literate person and get a better understanding of this COMPLEX  and WEIRD world.&lt;br /&gt;well......................... IFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF anyone says anything bad bad bad bad thing about my country of origin then.................... U DON'T WANNA KNOW DA REST!&lt;br /&gt;The worst experience that i had in this scenario was when someone asked me where i was from and than when I told them! they replied in a racist way; "so is Mister Bin LADIN ur Grand Pa"&lt;br /&gt;and imagine, just IMAGINE how i was feeling at da very moment..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad, sorry, down, isolated,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i do feel like not answering about anything that's related 2 my originality b'coz it just reminds me of all the sufferage, torture, and depression that I, my family, some of my friends and my people have experienced.&lt;br /&gt;I get asked where i'm from rarely coz it's very obvious and alot of ppl (anglo-saxons) nowadays are getting 2 know us (migrants, refugees) and becoming friends which is very pleasant, however sometimes ppl think i'm from "MALAYSIA". (dat is so hillarious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a young women i have 2 face with alot of stereotypes but one of the major stereotype is when ppl see me outside my home (with hejab) they think i belong 2 a "terrorist group" or something crapper* than that, I mean wat is wrong with ppl these days ????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;and why da hell would they judge ppl from their background, religion, appearance, accent, ability, or even language ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I DON'T HAVE A CLUE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My strategies for survival is not 2 judge ppl by da way they look, to be loved and love everyone and live in peace 'n' harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE MY WORDS 4 IT. I GUARANTEE U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    smell ya later u bootiful and peaceful pplz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-109843254510557639?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109843254510557639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109843254510557639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109843254510557639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109843254510557639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/young-womens-guide-2-survival.html' title='*a young women&apos;s guide 2 survival*'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109842889211912515</id><published>2004-10-22T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T00:08:12.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>does love still exist or has it been evaporated ? </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LoVe liKe NeVeR gEtS hUrT*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well........... that's it usually i can almost write a book on&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; LOVE &lt;/span&gt;but, i can not think of anything else 2 write about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-109842889211912515?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109842889211912515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109842889211912515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109842889211912515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109842889211912515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/does-love-still-exist-or-has-it-been.html' title='does love still exist or has it been evaporated ? '/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109806368106860817</id><published>2004-10-18T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T18:41:21.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>borrrrrrrring.........</title><content type='html'>            hey everybody i'm at skool right now and am soooooooooo borrrrrrrred i'm half asleep right now oki ta ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               *smell ya later u bootiful ppl*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-109806368106860817?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109806368106860817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109806368106860817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109806368106860817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109806368106860817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/borrrrrrrring.html' title='borrrrrrrring.........'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109783364890971583</id><published>2004-10-15T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T02:47:28.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:180%;" &gt;hey everybody i just realised that it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.riversongs.com/Flas/bearsweet.html"&gt;WORLD'S SWEET DAY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 2day so have a happy sweet day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ta ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*smell ya later u bootiful pplz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-109783364890971583?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109783364890971583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109783364890971583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109783364890971583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109783364890971583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/hey-everybody-i-just-realised-that-its.html' title=''/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109782935917556559</id><published>2004-10-15T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T02:35:51.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>               *my destiny is in my hands*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;                wat is my destiny? who decides my destiny? where will my destiny take me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WONDER...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now i was just taking da cards out for my destiny 4 next week and see wat my destiny  card holds 4 me?&lt;br /&gt;well........guess wat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*FORGIVENESS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;dis is a very meaningful and deep word 4 me b'coz i absolutely relate 2 this word and it's meaning, forgiveness is not easy nor hard b'coz if u 4 give some 1 u r da 1 who's going 2 get respected and b sincere 'n' kind (that's wat I think) and if u don't 4give ppl then u might b thought of as harsh or a bad bad bad person EVENTHOUGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;the harsh and da bad bad bad person is da one who is asking for 4giveness and we'll both b happy "da forgiver" and the person who's done something 2 make the 4giver 2 4give him/her. Anyhow, all i meant was that FORGIVENESS is probably one of da BESTEST thing that anyone could do 4 anyone. So all i mean is that lets 4give "THEM" who have done something bad 2 "US" and be happy and become friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because Friendship is the thing that makes our lives become PEACEFUL and HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;ta ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;*smell ya later u bootiful pplz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-109782935917556559?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109782935917556559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109782935917556559' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109782935917556559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109782935917556559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-destiny-is-in-my-hands.html' title='               *my destiny is in my hands*'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109782772286090851</id><published>2004-10-15T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T01:08:42.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.......empty feelings........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey everyone how r u all? well.............i guess u will b really gir8 and having fun but guess wat i'm not coz i don't know man wat is wrong with me ??????????? i laugh alot but then i get depressed at da end and so on........... blah blah blah anyhow i'll just relax and think about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             ta ta&lt;br /&gt;*smell ya later u bootiful pplz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-109782772286090851?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109782772286090851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109782772286090851' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109782772286090851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109782772286090851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/empty-feelings.html' title='.......empty feelings........'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109722507276019682</id><published>2004-10-08T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T01:44:32.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*so much 2 do so little time*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;oh my gosh these hols i'm so busy and i'm out everyday or doing something all the time at home and guess wat............i'm damn enjoying it man but u know i'm probably the tiredest gul in the whole wide world so i'll just go and have some coffe and some cookies and try 2 stay awake oki &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;oki ta ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*smell ya later you beautiful ppl*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-109722507276019682?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109722507276019682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109722507276019682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109722507276019682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109722507276019682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/so-much-2-do-so-little-time.html' title='*so much 2 do so little time*'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109722454742423215</id><published>2004-10-08T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T02:20:08.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'> *ONE branch DIFFERENT leaves*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;wHo ShALL We TrUsT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;These elections are very confusing. Tomorrow is the day when Australians are going 2 vote for the next Australian prime minister also in back in my country of birth; afghans are going 2 vote for the first time since the country was found and the most exciting and amazing news is that the women in my country will also be voting for the first time ever. In Afghanistan majority of people used 2 say that the role of decision making is a man’s responsibility regardless of what women of Afghanistan think and want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Tomorrow at the same day Australia and Afghanistan will go 4 the polls; and make choice between the candidates. In Afghanistan, there are 18 candidates to choose from - that's way too many. There hasn’t been any sensible or genuine government ever before in Afghanistan and that’s why Afghanistan is a mess and a controversial topic around the world. So the future prime minister of Afghanistan shall consider a lot of things in order 2 rebuild Afghanistan. Also becoming a democratic country is excellent but it doesn’t mean that we should forget our tradition and value. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; The winning of the afghan condidates will rely on their regional , tribal and setorial power , rather than their individual ability, intelligence and remits. On the other hand the foreign supporter of each of these condidates will try the best to support their own favourite ones to have a place in the country as well as in the region for their own political and economical benefit . Because Afghanistan have never had its own independency in making their own destiny; quoted by "Abshar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Similarly in Australia, they’ll go for the polls tomorrow and we australians are so lucky that we can vote as soon as we turn 18. Everyone can vote, men and women. The biggest question at the very moment is WHO  SHALL WE TRUST? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Latham OR Howard???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Latham has been described as &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;“IN-EXPERIENCED”&lt;/span&gt; according 2 John Howard who hasn’t even spoken a single word 2 Triple J after we have called them 24 times, he was as if he’s deaf, but how long more is he going 2 be quiet and not speak. He’s had 14 radio interviews with Allan JONES ofcorse his ALL TIMES FAVOURITE INTERVIEWER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Howard is described as &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;“UN-TRUSTABLE” &lt;/span&gt; according 2 Mark Latham who is ready as ever, but is he ready 2 cut the waiting lists of the dentists around the country, increase beds in hospitals and nursing homes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;So what shall we do? I wonder,...................but after all..........&lt;br /&gt;all of them share the same “I will do this, I will spend this much on health poilcies (bull crap) or I’ll build this” thing running in their blood stream. After all they’re the leaves of the same branch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-109722454742423215?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109722454742423215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109722454742423215' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109722454742423215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109722454742423215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/one-branch-different-leaves.html' title=' *ONE branch DIFFERENT leaves*'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109685373024193833</id><published>2004-10-04T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T20:59:01.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da world as we see it.... !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Stereotype&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; is the best word 2 describe this society dat v r living in 2004. Everywhere u see people r talking about USA and Mr. George BUSH 's power over da world. Personally i think it's just 2 much da way some ppl treat others lower or different 2 them. I mean we are meant 2 stick by each other's side and have faith to make this world a beautiful place 2 live and give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big news stories are Iraq's War against &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;SADDAM HOUSSAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;, War again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;TERROR  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and Australian Elections 2004 (who 2 TRUST). These are the top three news right now in Australia and their news values are very highly valued in Australian Media. If an earthquake hit New York and at the same time an earthquake hit a nation in Africa, it's terribly obvious that New York's news of sufferage by the earthquake will be the 1st NEWS HEADLINES in Australia, because everyone want 2 b like USA and want 2 have the powers as they do. the things that makes the news are AUTHORITY POWER, WORLD RECOGNITION AND BLAH BLAH BLAH............... the rest as they say is "HISTORY".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as i said that New York's news will hit the OZ'S BOX'S SCREEN first and TRUST me it'll b written below every programm that u would b watching at da time coz it's so-called URGENT DEADLINE NEWS and why would someone ask and wat is da big deal well................. DAAAAAAAAAAAAAA* it's HUGE DEAL man ESPECIALLY 4 Australian Government oh (blooody hell) why don't we even hear anything about the earthquake dat happened in Africa??? even if we do hear about it we'll just hear news like;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"africa has been hit by an earthquake and no one is hurt,,,,,,,,,,blah blah blah and the most DEVASTATING news that New York has been hit by an earthquake and many pplz are severely injured (some reporters made da statistics up by themselves) and we will hear morea botu it later in the evening"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so u see wat i mean and even if u don't get wat i meant then u've got 2 posta comment 2 me and plz DON'T hesitate 2 contact me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ta ta ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*smell ya later u beautiful pplz*  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/8544767-109685373024193833?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109685373024193833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109685373024193833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109685373024193833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109685373024193833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/da-world-as-we-see-it.html' title='Da world as we see it.... !'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109685745146330811</id><published>2004-10-04T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T16:25:52.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody there can STOP da HUNGER from it's ROOTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*842 million people across the world are                      hungry*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND............no one cares!&lt;br /&gt;well....do u???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WHY NOT??? HAVE U HAD UR LUNCH YET WELL DAAAAAAAAA* OFCORSE U HAVE COZ U CARE ABOUT UR SELF AND UR TOMMY BUT HEY! THINK ABOUT THIS;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;li&gt;153 million children under 5 in the developing world are underweight. Worse yet, 11 million children younger than 5 die every year, more than half from hunger-related causes.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WELL...... NOW THAT U HAVE OR U MIGHT'VE ALREADY HAVE SOME IDEAS ABOUT WAT IS GOING ON IN THE WORLD THAT U R LIVING IN AND HAVING FUN AND NEVER EVEN THINKING, OR NOT EVEN 4 A MOMENT THAT HOW MANY KIDS IN DA WORLD ARE DYING OF HUNGER AND THEIR PARENTS MOSTLY "MUMS" DESPERATELY STRUGGLING 2 FEED THEIR CHILDRENAND THEIR (HUSBANDS) BUT IS UNABLE 2 B'COZ THEY'RE HOPELESS AND SOMEBODY OUT THERE HAS GOT 2 DO SOMETHING OR ELSE EVERYONE OF US WILL REGRET AND WE WILL B RESPONSIBLE FOR THEIR DEATH !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SO DON'T SPARE A MOMENT AND DO SOMETHING EVEN A LITTLE DONATION WILL MAKE THEIR HARDSHIP LIFE SLIGHTLY "LIGHT" AND PERHAPS *YOU* COULD SAVE SOMEONE'S LIFE OUT THERE SOMEWHERE,,,,,,,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SO THINK ABOUT IT ? 4 A MOMENT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Poor nutrition and calorie deficiencies cause nearly one in three people to die prematurely or have disabilities, according to the World Health Organization. &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;a name="text6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pregnant women, new mothers who breastfeed infants, and children are among the most at risk of undernourishment.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt; Most of these deaths are attributed, not to outright starvation, but to diseases that move in on vulnerable children whose bodies have been weakened by hunger.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;a name="text7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The four most common childhood illnesses are diarrhea, acute respiratory illness, malaria and measles. Each of these illnesses is both preventable and treatable. Yet, again, poverty interferes in parents’ ability to access immunizations and medicines. Chronic undernourishment on top of insufficient treatment greatly increases a child’s risk of death.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;In the developing world, 27 percent of children under 5 are moderately to severely underweight. 10 percent are severely underweight. 8 percent of children under 5 are moderately to severely wasted, or seriously below weight for one’s height, and an overwhelming 32 percent are moderately to severely stunted, or seriously below normal height for one’s age.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;                                  &lt;/div&gt;                    &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;These are some facts about how ppl around da world suffer from every time we BREATH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know that there is someone out there and they can help STOP da HUNGER and make us proud of being a HUMAN. They (SOME RICH PPL) are just wasting their money on GAMBLING, CIGERRATES, ALCOHOL, and other useless and harmfull stuffffffff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;well ......... this is all wat I think i'm sure there are pplz out there who share da same thing as i do and want 2 HELP stop the hunger and put an end 2 the suffering of poor pplz! SO DO NOT HESITAT 2 POST A COMMENT 2 ME ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;oki ta ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;                                               *smell ya later u beautiful pplz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-109685745146330811?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109685745146330811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109685745146330811' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109685745146330811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109685745146330811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/somebody-there-can-stop-da-hunger-from.html' title='Somebody there can STOP da HUNGER from it&apos;s ROOTS!'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109660429152163566</id><published>2004-10-01T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T21:20:27.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~ It' all about me ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chatterbox= Purrgap&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Funny=Mazaqee&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Classical=Bastani&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bulbul=(nightingale)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mysterious=Afsanaee/Marmooz&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bookworm=Ketabi&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sympathetic=Hamdard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I am an earthling, a female and i'm peaceful and never prejudice . I like everyone EXCEPT smokers and BOYZ who use GIRLS 2 enjoy their moments when they don't have anything BETTER 2 do and they are just(players) . I like the whole wide world b'coz it's bootiful and it's beyond our imaginations. I'm very into nature, poetry and books. I am a chatterbox because i talk alot and i'm very easy going.What i want for my future is 2 make every one happy but i know it's going 2 be tuff b'coz you can not make everyone happy CAN YOU? and about my goals that i want 2 achieve is that i want 2 become a doctor and help pplz (FEMALES) back in my mother land. I would like 2 change the world in many ways;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;   &lt;li&gt;stop the earthlings suffer from war and torture&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;give more power 2 young women all around the world&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;become the queen of my mother land&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;make rich pplz feed all the hungry pplz in the world&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;free all the refugees from all the detention centres around the world&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*smell ya later u bootiful pplz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-109660429152163566?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109660429152163566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109660429152163566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109660429152163566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109660429152163566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/it-all-about-me.html' title='~ It&apos; all about me ~'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109660186190218899</id><published>2004-10-01T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T20:46:15.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*yum yum here i come*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hey u bootiful pplz good news! i'm back hehehehehehe oh man i ate and my tummy is full now which is good coz i was feeling abit odd,,,,,, oh man SO MUCH 2 DO, SO LITTLE TIME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;well i have planned alot of things 2 do for next week and it's my brother's 15th birthday 2morrow it'll b so fun coz my cuzins r coming from canberra ooooooooooooooolalaaaaaaaaaa me gonna have fun yayyyyyyyyyyyyy so i guess that's enough 4 now i think i'm getting bored now it's just y worst habit that i get bored so quickly so i'll just write one of my own poems that i wrote; I HOPE U LIKE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*haVE yoU EveR WonDEreD ?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered why are we here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If not then why not in fgear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Have you ever wondered why the sky is blue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's b'coz of the friendship between me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Have you ever wondered why we get hungry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;May be because we came from the species of a monkey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Have you ever wondered why women cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's b'coz they are sensitive and they are shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And at last, at very last!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Have you ever wondered why we fall in LOVE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I do not have the answer for that because i need to find the answer myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ta ta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*smell ya later u beautiful pplz* ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-109660186190218899?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109660186190218899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109660186190218899' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109660186190218899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109660186190218899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/yum-yum-here-i-come.html' title='*yum yum here i come*'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8544767.post-109659713510227310</id><published>2004-10-01T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T20:04:24.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.....da very begining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;helloooooooooo world :) Welcome 2 my world full of joy and surprises. i'm a kind of girl who loves to meet new people and make friends and keep the friendship......... oh wait my mobile gjust beeped and wait man i gotta check who just masseged me???????????? CAN U BELIEVE IT ? Alanna my dear friend just masseged me letting me know about my 1st work experience ever and u know where i'm going 2 do my work experience? it's on Triple J radio which is an international radio in Australia for Youths and i can not wait 2 get there on tuesday :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Oh The Lord of Marshmallows! ufffffffff man today is going 2 b a very crazy day just as my horoscope says heheheheheheh; QUOTE; "..........sunday is going 2 be a CRAZY day 4 u so, make sure u clean up ur room before u start ur day" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;well...... some ppl don't believe in Horoscopes But i luv Astrology oh well may b i might change my mind and become an astrologer if not a Nurse ................ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;oki i guess i'm so thrilled 2 hear that i'm gonna b having my 1st work exp. ever on Triple J Radio heehehehhehehehe oki gotta go ta ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Smell Ya Later You Beautiful pplz  (*_*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8544767-109659713510227310?l=naturallysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/109659713510227310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8544767&amp;postID=109659713510227310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109659713510227310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8544767/posts/default/109659713510227310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naturallysweet.blogspot.com/2004/10/da-very-begining.html' title='.....da very begining'/><author><name>NaturallySweet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121072737061238477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/mixed/facedown.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
