<?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-31970166</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:42:02.101-07:00</updated><category term='azn.tv asian drama japanese korean chinese television'/><category term='日本Earthquake/Tsunami/Meltdown Im sorry'/><title type='text'>The void of insanity</title><subtitle type='html'>I like to draw,read and write. I like anime, manga,taking pictures,using photoshop, and videogames. [Don't] get me wrong, I'm not lazy. I can be outgoing and I practice my karate. I [love] the ocean but I don't live near it and when I have the money I want to travel [everywhere] I want to go. I also want to learn how to speak japanese.Meh, that is about it. If you havent noticed. I like the [Turks].They [pull] my guns triggers like whoa!Didnt make the graphics on banner.
http:/www.daeya.org did.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-6806952737259004059</id><published>2011-03-12T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T17:59:01.748-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='日本Earthquake/Tsunami/Meltdown Im sorry'/><title type='text'>日本Earthquake/Tsunami/Meltdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nationalpostnews.files.wordpress.com/2011/03/jeffisgr8t1911291.jpg?w=940&amp;amp;h=625"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://nationalpostnews.files.wordpress.com/2011/03/jeffisgr8t1911291.jpg?w=940&amp;amp;h=625" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; feel so bad for Japan, I can't even believe what I am seeing on the television (I do but it is so hard too) My heart cries for the Japanese people and everyones friends and family who are there and living through this. So many people are injured, missing and dead. ささやかですが I'm going to go to my Red Cross and donate blood and some money its not much but I don't know what else to do. I'm not religious but I am going to pray to something, anything that may help Japan.いろいろ大変かと思いますがどうか頑張って下さい。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; really hope things get better as soon as possible, I know thats naive and innocent to say but I really do hope so. I mean, an earthquake followed by a tsunami followed by a nuclear meltdown! People must be so scared, but I wish that they know that everyone is trying to help and Obama said he waill try to be there. I was so happy, I really like Obama because he's right we should be there helping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;日本御愁傷様です。&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-6806952737259004059?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6806952737259004059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=6806952737259004059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/6806952737259004059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/6806952737259004059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2011/03/earthquaketsunamimeltdown.html' title='日本Earthquake/Tsunami/Meltdown'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-5849576316178549583</id><published>2010-06-01T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:13:58.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen of the Crime Council:Kill Bill 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"As your leader, I encourage you from time to time&lt;br /&gt;and always in respectful manner to question my logic.&lt;br /&gt;If you're unconvinced of a particular plan of action&lt;br /&gt;I've decided, is the wises then tell me so.&lt;br /&gt;But allow me to convince you and I promise you right here and now&lt;br /&gt;no subject will ever be taboo.&lt;br /&gt;Except of course the subject that was just under discussion.&lt;br /&gt;The price you pay for bringing up either my Chinese or American&lt;br /&gt;Hertiage as a negative, is, I collect your fucking head!&lt;br /&gt;Just like this fucker right here.&lt;br /&gt;Now, if any of you, son of bitches got anything else to say&lt;br /&gt;Now is the fucking time!!!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think so..."&lt;br /&gt;-O-Ren Ishii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the best scenes from Kill Bill. I love it. So I'm still in college and studying ninhongo and such, I'm majoring in broadcast and communication. Right now I go to a Radio and Television school which is cool in it's own way but in other ways its annoying. Not really my cup of tea. I want to get into advertising A.S.A.P and guess what!? I'm going to my first Otakon! I don't know what I am going to be and another thing, I found an asian market place that has awesome bubble tea! Score. So summer is going to be long. New York City is having a Japanese day Sunday June 6th! I can't waiiiit, I mean I'm sure I'm going, I took time off and everything but I still don't have a bus pass. If I can't make it I'll be alittle upset but anything that saves money is no problem for me. My, as cheesy as this sounds, 'bff' lol, right? My best friend is moving to Florida which sucks seeing as I am here in NY, ugh, we do everything together and now we wont. I'm going to suffer from withdrawl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Cloudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-5849576316178549583?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5849576316178549583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=5849576316178549583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/5849576316178549583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/5849576316178549583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2010/06/queen-of-crime-councilkill-bill-1.html' title='Queen of the Crime Council:Kill Bill 1'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-5308548001053146689</id><published>2009-11-30T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:24:52.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence is Easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/SxR7rLNCMII/AAAAAAAAABs/y079H0W9UM0/s1600/NORWAY1+317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/SxR7rLNCMII/AAAAAAAAABs/y079H0W9UM0/s320/NORWAY1+317.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410085034050859138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to Norway in August and it was one of the best experiences I have ever had in my life. I have family over there and I got to know they pretty well considering I was only there for 3 weeks and I have got to say they are amazing and loving and never felt an ounce of hate from anyone! &lt;em&gt;I miss it so much&lt;/em&gt;, hopefully I will go again. It is nearing the end of my third semester and things are getting tough, even though the classes are easy I have to admit I am not trying as hard as I did my first two semesters, I dont know why. I try to care, and I do, I really do but my feeling, the want, its just not there. I dont know, its not depression. I will try my best to not be depressed in this time of my life. I already wasted so much time thinking about many things and it never helped me out, moping that is. But if anyone ever gets the chance to go to Norway you should go. I went to Bergen and the mountains are just &lt;strong&gt;wow&lt;/strong&gt;! Now that I have Norway checked off on my list. Oh and I went looking for a peace corp that would station in Korea on the internet, and I emailed the main women who does the volunteer work about how I would like to help out and I gave her my education. And basically they said that it isnt right for me and I dont have the things they are looking for. Which I understand, but Im sure I wouldnt have been totally useless like she made me seem. Oh well, I felt like it was a blow to me personally but I can understand her when I think about it in a business type manner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Listened to the lullaby of Carbon Monoxide]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cloud&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;spppt.... myrealnameis&lt;strong&gt;KATE&lt;/strong&gt;withstrongff7love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-5308548001053146689?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5308548001053146689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=5308548001053146689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/5308548001053146689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/5308548001053146689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2009/11/silence-is-easy.html' title='Silence is Easy'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/SxR7rLNCMII/AAAAAAAAABs/y079H0W9UM0/s72-c/NORWAY1+317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-1495320987617342949</id><published>2009-03-13T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:43:26.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody said it was Easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/Sbp--jCbbOI/AAAAAAAAABk/3st5ggu0eVI/s1600-h/_MG_3256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/Sbp--jCbbOI/AAAAAAAAABk/3st5ggu0eVI/s320/_MG_3256.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312698323459337442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Spongebob and Elmo, dealing in NewYork. I knew they were badass.&lt;br /&gt;So, it's 2009, and it is my second semester of college. Since I'm still living at home because thats the way everything panned out.... I want to travel more than ever. I want to go to places, like California, Arizona,Tokyo,Hong Kong, I want to see Korea and go to Germany, so many places so little time. By the time I reach my 70's I'm guessing I wont have the power to walk...simply thinking that because I'm a pessimistic person. So that gives me around... 52 years to hurry and go do something? 52 years is not long enough for all I want to do. And everyday, I'm  on this damn computer doing nothing. Sometimes. I hate computers.&lt;br /&gt;-Okada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[But I'd rather do you on the backseat of my Car]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-1495320987617342949?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1495320987617342949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=1495320987617342949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/1495320987617342949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/1495320987617342949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2009/03/nobody-said-it-was-easy.html' title='Nobody said it was Easy'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/Sbp--jCbbOI/AAAAAAAAABk/3st5ggu0eVI/s72-c/_MG_3256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-6825402853650730892</id><published>2008-10-30T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:09:53.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azn.tv asian drama japanese korean chinese television'/><title type='text'>Please help me! AZN.TV</title><content type='html'>Does anyone have an invitation code for aznv.tv that I can have? Im trying to find great sources for japanese dramas, I absolutely love them and they really help me with my japanese. It would be so nice if you could help me and I would be forever grateful.&lt;br /&gt; Arigato Gozaimasu!&lt;br /&gt; -Okada&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-6825402853650730892?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6825402853650730892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=6825402853650730892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/6825402853650730892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/6825402853650730892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/please-help-me-azntv.html' title='Please help me! AZN.TV'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-1335994633270104597</id><published>2008-08-31T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T19:35:13.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FILMSTAAAAR</title><content type='html'>I started College.&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sooooooooooooooooo fucking tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Its impossible to say'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cloud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-1335994633270104597?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1335994633270104597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=1335994633270104597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/1335994633270104597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/1335994633270104597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/filmstaaaar.html' title='FILMSTAAAAR'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-4258230465646606826</id><published>2008-01-04T13:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:07.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/R36mrOmLJMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_IFRiA7uonw/s1600-h/IMG_0253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/R36mrOmLJMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_IFRiA7uonw/s320/IMG_0253.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151738285341222082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can't believe it's a new year. It's 2008 and guess what! There are no good people to elect for president! How lucky for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Sweeeet eeemoootttion]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-4258230465646606826?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4258230465646606826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=4258230465646606826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/4258230465646606826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/4258230465646606826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/R36mrOmLJMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_IFRiA7uonw/s72-c/IMG_0253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-6820893754409997247</id><published>2007-08-13T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T15:03:37.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post secret</title><content type='html'>Postsecret.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-6820893754409997247?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6820893754409997247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=6820893754409997247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/6820893754409997247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/6820893754409997247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2007/08/post-secret.html' title='Post secret'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-8750026025878614888</id><published>2007-07-14T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:08.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be my Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087219756398384754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="188" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/Rplvakp5lnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-0gFNxYGAuw/s320/100_2357.jpg" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past couple months there has been so many car accidents its unreal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And its so sad. So if your by anychance reading this please for the sake of you and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;other drivers wear your seat belt. Dont drink and drive. And dont get dristracted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;by a cell phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;[The worst part is there is no one else to blame]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Cloudox&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/31970166-8750026025878614888?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8750026025878614888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=8750026025878614888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/8750026025878614888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/8750026025878614888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2007/07/be-my-friend.html' title='Be my Friend'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/Rplvakp5lnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-0gFNxYGAuw/s72-c/100_2357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-2219619030425196684</id><published>2007-06-28T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:08.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont Stop Believing</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081190346543812578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/RoQDsunjT-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/CEg7werLivg/s320/BANNER-WITH-CRED.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Major Thunderstorm yesterday it was crazy! We lost power for more than 6 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the Dir en Grey Concert with my brother and his girlfriend only they werent on long. It was hot. I was crazy about it and everyone else was kinda like... weird about it. But what do you expect. The kitchen is being redone and everything is hectic. Bush is still the retard of this country and I just want the war to be over. A bigger mall is in the works and I cant wait to see what good stores they will have. I got to pet cookie-The squirel he's cute. I wish I got a picture of him. I start my job soon and I get to have my wisdom teeth pulled the 5th YEY! And above is a banner I made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/diru/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/diru/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mwuah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Cloud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Im mentally mad.Imma supa sharp shoota.Sitting on the rooftop]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-2219619030425196684?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2219619030425196684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=2219619030425196684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/2219619030425196684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/2219619030425196684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2007/06/dont-stop-believing.html' title='Dont Stop Believing'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/RoQDsunjT-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/CEg7werLivg/s72-c/BANNER-WITH-CRED.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-2115937065439277969</id><published>2007-05-29T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:17:08.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone said their looking for a shelter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/RlzGXG8onnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZ3WiQtCAsY/s1600-h/one+cloud.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070145380816559730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="146" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/RlzGXG8onnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZ3WiQtCAsY/s320/one+cloud.bmp" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well It has been a while since I posted. School is almost over...it's funny because I look back and I see that I am ready to go back to school. This school year was fast as heck! And you know that saying "Dred Scott!" Yeah, thats a real person! I just found this out today haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Take the time to make some sense"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Cloudy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-2115937065439277969?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2115937065439277969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=2115937065439277969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/2115937065439277969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/2115937065439277969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2007/05/everyone-said-their-looking-for-shelter.html' title='Everyone said their looking for a shelter'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/RlzGXG8onnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZ3WiQtCAsY/s72-c/one+cloud.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-116252545542489960</id><published>2006-11-02T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T19:50:32.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oo La di da da da</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/Vincent_Valentine_Turk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" height="283" alt="" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/Vincent_Valentine_Turk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair now has permanant blue highlights- dark blue. And I am happy! Squwa!&lt;br /&gt;I also have Dirge of Cerberus. I am upset because I dont like the way the battling is. Oh well. And also my printer isn't working; only when you print stuff on the internet. But all in all, things are good. Im doing good in school, the weather is good, my people at deviant art are always showing me their talent and Im reading my friends work that they write. So I am happy. Yey. And guys... seriously... I can't think of any Turk that isn't hot. This is Vincent as a Turk. Isn't he just lovely!? Yes...of course he is! *huggles all the turks then shoves them all into her room before someone takes them*  o-o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let DEE DEE ARRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Cloud man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Dream a dream, lover take me in your dream]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-116252545542489960?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/116252545542489960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=116252545542489960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/116252545542489960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/116252545542489960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/11/oo-la-di-da-da-da.html' title='oo La di da da da'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-116197637284226920</id><published>2006-10-27T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T12:13:53.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Torturing Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/last-order-tseng.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="164" alt="" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/last-order-tseng.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twirl and swirl my glow stick&lt;br /&gt;Make it glow and show&lt;br /&gt;If you want it so bad&lt;br /&gt;You just let me know -by me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the weather is now lower than before. Now its like.... 40 degrees out. I die then I wake again. I want my tablet so I can do stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... thats Teng. And yes... I have nothing to type but my aim and aol are down so... I am a very bored person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Cloud man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Satisfy our lust]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-116197637284226920?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/116197637284226920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=116197637284226920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/116197637284226920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/116197637284226920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/10/stop-torturing-yourself.html' title='Stop Torturing Yourself'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-116146878088967405</id><published>2006-10-21T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T15:13:00.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The man in the box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://image.allmusic.com/00/amg/cov200/drf300/f314/f31463t3334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="297" alt="" src="http://image.allmusic.com/00/amg/cov200/drf300/f314/f31463t3334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this awsome band called Balligomingo. Their music is unique, exactly what I like about them. So... the weather has been chilly. Obviously when you live in the north youre going to expect that this is gonna happen weither you want it to or not. Waking up is a choir and yet a blessing. It was sunny and windy today; I had to go outside and rake the leaves. It was sorta fun-dont ask me why. Alice in Chain...go listen to them right this second. Haha. I love the winter atmospher, everything is warm and cosey, outside is cold and crispy. And the skies are always so beautiful. I love the dark and around this time is when the night comes around 6 0 clock. Whipee for me! Right now Im chewing mint gum that my brother gave me and Im listening to Purify-Balligomingo. I cant believe its six right now. But I can. I want to go outside and see the sky Ive been dying to look at, but I know that once I step out my door I will get cold and sad because I know the sky wont be the one I have in mind. My mom has been upset since I have been using the digi so much that all the pictures I take has practically taken up all the space. My mom wants to move but Im okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Cloud man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Wont you come and save me]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-116146878088967405?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/116146878088967405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=116146878088967405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/116146878088967405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/116146878088967405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/10/man-in-box.html' title='The man in the box'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-116139963398513925</id><published>2006-10-20T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T20:06:42.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down in a hole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7822/3485/1600/final%20fantasy%20versus%20x3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7822/3485/320/final%20fantasy%20versus%20x3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what I call amazing graphics dont you think so? Its a game called final fantasy versus 13 or something like that. He is a hottie.... seems mixed between vincent /cloud kinda.... Its a badass character that I can't wait to learn more about as soon as I get my hands on the game. Squee. So, my brithday is coming up. Its been a 16 years of a whole bunch of stuff; I'm proud I made it this far. Whoopie for me. I know I haven't updated this awsomeness journal but thats because of school and my cat died. So I was lazy and working my ass off for a month and a half. But now I back on track sorta kinda. I need to study more, get a job, and get the things I have wanted for so long. Im a greedy son of a bitch right at this moment. I usually dont want or need stuff, but I have finally found the things that would make my life complete... no its not the love of my life being sold on ebay for 2 dollars. Its the awsome PS3 thats coming out, THEE canon camera that takes the picture in less than 00003. seconds after pressing the button. The Wacom Tablet and the awsome photoshops that can be added on. That in itself is more than I can pay for. I only have 10 dollars on me right now. Not even enough to buy groceries. Hahaha. Currently Im drinking Arizona Green Tea with Ginseng. Very delicious, I would advise you to at least try it if you never had. I want to buy some of these drawings on deviant art . com. Very skilled artists and photographers on there. You should check that out if you haven't already. Awsome movies have been coming out as of late. Like Fly boys, The departed, Grudge 2, Holloween Town... all sound so yummy. Though The Grudge was not a good movie...but I am curious about what the 2nd one involves. Like they say- curiosity killed the cat, satisfaction brought it back. Im willing to watch it ... but only when it comes on Tevo(TV). Haha... Movies these days cost so much money...money I don't have. Oh, I want to see Fast and Furious Tokyo Drift. I want to go to Tokyo, it seems like it would be a fun place to party... maybe once I get a well paying job, settle down, satisfied with life-I will go and see the Japanese culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Cloud Man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[All these things revolve around me, just back off before I snap]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-116139963398513925?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/116139963398513925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=116139963398513925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/116139963398513925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/116139963398513925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/10/down-in-hole.html' title='Down in a hole'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-115713386545968234</id><published>2006-09-01T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T13:15:45.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/100_0523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/100_0523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silvester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1990-2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Best Cat I've ever Known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will Keep Our Promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love forever and always&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-115713386545968234?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115713386545968234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=115713386545968234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115713386545968234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115713386545968234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/09/meow.html' title='Meow'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-115689103889807551</id><published>2006-08-29T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T15:39:49.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whistle in the Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/100_0517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/100_0517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well some interesting things happened in the past days. A tree fell-it is a realy big tree. No one got hurt. It feel in an open area.Made one heck of a noise.Im practicing my drawing and I made this cute character X3 I have been taking pictures too.&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been awsome; all rainy and a whole bunch of storms. Its so beautiful. I love the rain, I should move to Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Cloud man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[ Life is but a dream drifting on a stream]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-115689103889807551?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115689103889807551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=115689103889807551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115689103889807551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115689103889807551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/08/whistle-in-wind.html' title='Whistle in the Wind'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-115639133474892289</id><published>2006-08-23T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T20:55:36.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get lost then get Found</title><content type='html'>Ayumi rocks my socks.She has an amazing voice. Random..yes. I have been taking alot of sky pictures but since my time on the computer is going to be limited once school starts:Im trying to cram all of my computer fun time in a wee little time. School is coming fast and furious. It is coming with the strength of a great white shark going after a baby seal. And this shark is hungary man... you can see it in his eyes. ^_^ I hope you dont get lost in my metaphors. I hope you notice how I dont add drama in this journal:though Im pretty sure Im the only one who reads this. I like to look at my posts and think, wow, I actually like this part of myself. I like to write about good stuff; I have another journal that everyone knows about;where I bitch and complain how annoying they are or how my life is kinda lame. I get no remarks on those posts either ^^;; But I like this journal. This journal reminds me of my good times. I have been spending 0 time on my other journal because this one is better. I havent been hanging out with my friends or on aim because their drama has drivin me to insanity. I cannot stand going on aim anymore; I used to like it.... It will be the best day in my life to leave high school and leave this drama hectic life behind. They dont understand me. They know nothing about me. I feel like I put on this "everyone die" mask everytime I see them, because thats the way they are and I feel I have to be that way to and its wrong. Of course I didnt just figure this out. I talk to myself constantly my mind reels with thoughts, I talk to myself in third person, talking to my mask and talking to my passionate side.My friends dont know the bands I like, they dont know my favorite color, they think I like knives, they hardly ever see me, they dont know my emotions they think I trust them and so on and so forth, I am rambling I have started typing and now I feel like I cant stop. And because of that I am making grammer mistakes,spelling errors, which will drive me insane when I read this again after I post it. But I wont fix it cause Im lazy and cause I feel I have better things to do. I dont want to go to school, cause sometimes when I feel I get attached to people its hard to let go, and I just got used to letting go and I dont want to face them, nor do I want them to hate me. I do want some sort of friendship. But I dont want a big one, I want someone to help me through the whole school year. And the only one I can think of at the moment is my other self who is asking me right now "why are you typing this stuff?" Im typing this stuff cause no one will read it. But I promise, after this post, Im only posting awsome posts. Just like my previous posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Cloud man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[I could write a book the one that satan shook]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&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/31970166-115639133474892289?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115639133474892289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=115639133474892289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115639133474892289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115639133474892289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/08/get-lost-then-get-found.html' title='Get lost then get Found'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-115535209426096187</id><published>2006-08-11T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T20:08:15.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/Raindrop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/Raindrop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is around the corner and I'm about to freak out because of it. I don't want to go to school, I'm not ready or excited like I usually am. And it sucks big time. I am thinking about getting a (Lost track of what I was saying due to my cat meowing begging for food) Which reminds me if he poops on the carpet one more time he is going to be put down. Im still learning about html I will probably start working on that again, I haven't had time because I have been figuring out photoshop downloadable brushes Hoozah for mwuah! If anyone is interested in seeing my Wallpapers which consist of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;shadow hearts 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;FinalFantasyX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; then just tell me and I will send them to you. I would prefer if you contacted me on my post or on my aim. ^_^. I took this picture a couple nights ago; you know you love that beautiful trashcan behind it. I regret taking the picture of it from that angle but I was more focused on the drop; that was my 4th try mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Cloud man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[No change.I can't change]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-115535209426096187?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115535209426096187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=115535209426096187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115535209426096187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115535209426096187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/08/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-115508187542390854</id><published>2006-08-08T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T17:04:35.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody out of the water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/100_0520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/100_0520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what it is like to drown. First you feel the burn in your lungs, and your eyes go blind from the pressure and desperate need for air. Your skin gets all pruny but in the situation of panick you hardly notice. And then your lungs fill up with water and you drown wondering why or saying your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Cloud man.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[May all your dreams come true]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-115508187542390854?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115508187542390854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=115508187542390854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115508187542390854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115508187542390854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/08/everybody-out-of-water.html' title='Everybody out of the water'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-115499094699827799</id><published>2006-08-07T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T15:49:07.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Along</title><content type='html'>Its kind of sad how love works.I will write how it works in steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;First: It blinds you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Second: You're on cloud nine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Third: You don't listen .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fourth(Is the most critical and most likely the life changing step where it makes the rest of your life in regret or happiness) : You make love.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Love  is such a bad word in my vocabe.But there is different types of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family love. And Relationship M/F love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts you, puts you in odd situations, it makes you feel warm, it can tear you apart bit by bit until nothing is left but a broken heart. Im looking at mostly the negative things about relationship love. Because very few people look at love as a negative thing. Thats why I was born people; To take account of the positive looking things and find the negatives in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now going to go practice my Karate, learning new moves is fun. Practicing them is fun. Getting hit with a punching bag is &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came. I saw. I kicked that bitche's ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Cloud man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Oi your gonna carry that weight a long time]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-115499094699827799?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115499094699827799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=115499094699827799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115499094699827799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115499094699827799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/08/moving-along.html' title='Moving Along'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-115490989060254177</id><published>2006-08-06T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T17:18:10.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right on!</title><content type='html'>Today was okay. I finally found out how to get the background on my blogger but its not the way I want it. I still need research. Im going to start making plushies and sell them on ebay.When I make my first couple I will post the pictures.Today, karate was okay. Its not as fun as it used to be. I kind of miss the girls I was working with, working with just sensei is kind of...hmmm... how should I say this.... oh yeah, its lame. I painted my nails, haha, they're so dorky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Cloud man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[All of my memories keep you here]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-115490989060254177?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115490989060254177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=115490989060254177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115490989060254177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115490989060254177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/08/right-on.html' title='Right on!'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-115481228959097604</id><published>2006-08-05T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T14:11:29.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Read, Type, Live</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/my-sky-3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/my-sky-3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been writing all day yesterday. It was fun, today I have been working on learning HTML and making backgrounds. I have been listening to music. So far today hasnt been bad. I have thought about it, and if I had to kill someone in order to protect one I love, I would. But how can people be so sure of their actions before their situation even occurs? That is just. . gobbledygook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when dark clouds move into a serene area in the sky. Its like Hope. Hope is a sin. It always seems to bring your spirit down when things finally look up. Hope is a human emotion. Its always there wether you want it to be or not. You want it but your afraid you wont get it. The sky says so much and yet there is no words. I love this picture, I am so glad I took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Cloud man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[ If you want to start a fight with me. I'll finish it.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-115481228959097604?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115481228959097604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=115481228959097604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115481228959097604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115481228959097604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/08/read-type-live.html' title='Read, Type, Live'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-115470982311313481</id><published>2006-08-04T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T20:33:24.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speeches and Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/my-sky-5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/my-sky-5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw the trailer for 9/11 it's sad.I dont think Im going to see it. I watched the end of 'Titanic' its a good movie, really touches me. I mean all the pain and fear they went through! My mom is having her moments with my brother is giving my brother a speech, my brother is so niave right now. I cant stand it. I want to smack him. I want to smack my mom and then run in the other direction as fast as I can. As Im typing this Im staring at a gold Zoloft pen to get my attention off everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is my second pic. Yey. I dont know why they are coming out blurry but its still pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Cloud man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[So tilt that felt hat to the side]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-115470982311313481?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115470982311313481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=115470982311313481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115470982311313481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115470982311313481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/08/speeches-and-cream.html' title='Speeches and Cream'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-115466045165714386</id><published>2006-08-03T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T20:00:51.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headaches=Annoying</title><content type='html'>This is about the third time in three days I have recieved a headache. Only this time; today my sister was being a pain in my ass. I was babysitting her, and since she is a spoiled little girl, she decides that she's not going to listen to me. She shows me no respect whatsoever. She hates me. She has declared this. *sigh* Oh well. The book I am reading is extraordinary! Its now one of my favorites. The poor girl in the book I am reading is poor; she is smart but has no money to go to school in New York. And she has no mother, her brother left and the father doesn’t like her going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g206/Mylovedied/my-sky-5-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes it is an old pic, I took it in the car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will post a pic of my sky again tommorow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lol notice how I said 'my' sky? I meant 'our' sky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Cloud man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Love shack baby Love shack! Is a little old place where we can get together!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-115466045165714386?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115466045165714386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=115466045165714386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115466045165714386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115466045165714386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/08/headachesannoying_03.html' title='Headaches=Annoying'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-115453600618727601</id><published>2006-08-02T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T09:26:46.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Northern Light</title><content type='html'>By Jennifer Donnelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its very good so far.Im on page 48 and I find it quiet interesting. I have Time warner cable now because its cheaper than regular. It shocked me. But hell it was a good shock!I wrote another story yesterday; another short one. Four pages. Its not that interesting than the first four page story I wrote but I am trying. I noticed (with the help of my awsome beta reader) that I switch the past tense and present tense, and it usually starts to happen after I write the story and it starts to go deep.I start getting all mixed on what I should do.Sometimes I dont even notice. But now I know my problem and now I can start to fix it. Yey me, because now my readers wont hate my writing for bad grammer. Unless..... Im still doing something wrong. Dun Dun Dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Cloud man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-115453600618727601?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115453600618727601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=115453600618727601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115453600618727601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115453600618727601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/08/northern-light.html' title='A Northern Light'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-115447783808539335</id><published>2006-08-01T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T17:17:18.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scared of Change</title><content type='html'>I dont like it when things change. It kinda scares me. I hate the feeling of something new occuring if I feel my life is content as it is.  But things do change, sometimes good, mostly bad.Sometimes it can be inbetween. I love taking pictures of the sky Im going to post some soon or something like that. I am reading a book as of the moment so I should really be going... I will update later on how I feel about this book. Forgot the title.... heh.. I will post that later as well. Its about a girl who is involved with a murder or something.&lt;br /&gt;                                             -&lt;strong&gt;Cloud man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[ &lt;em&gt;Feeling  oh  so  alone  in  this  massive  universe  I  call  home.&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ps: My dog is a wimp golden retriever. Why lord of the Underworld, why?&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/31970166-115447783808539335?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115447783808539335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=115447783808539335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115447783808539335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115447783808539335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/08/scared-of-change.html' title='Scared of Change'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31970166.post-115437916493365394</id><published>2006-07-31T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T13:52:44.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first blog and first entry</title><content type='html'>I dont know what to post. I hope I can figure out how to put an awsome background for the blog. I like to be creative and I like alot of other stuff. Want a tablet really bad heh. And want to go to borders ahh well. Let me get going on figuring this stuff out. XD&lt;br /&gt;            -&lt;strong&gt;cloud man.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31970166-115437916493365394?l=turkishmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115437916493365394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31970166&amp;postID=115437916493365394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115437916493365394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31970166/posts/default/115437916493365394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turkishmoments.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-first-blog-and-first-entry.html' title='My first blog and first entry'/><author><name>Cloud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02988020977449741846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZunJOM70xY/S1v1ngnEAmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tOrdfIMSbik/S220/_MG_3515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
