<?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-8742919343293586000</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:26:46.582-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin is Sweet Seduction.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-1633828863008032217</id><published>2009-05-27T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:01:21.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>RANT .. cause i need to.</title><content type='html'>I find this so fuckign amazing, how people always feel the need to dump their problems on me, and i help them to the best of my ability, thoguh when I have a problem and it's time for me to talk for minutes on end about what ever is pissing me off, the same people don't want to listen. I find that very selfish. I'm not only here for you to complain to , yo know friendship works in both ways. I tired of being a bucket of peoples negatie feelings, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind if you just want to talk or whatever, but seriously, your emotional baggage I DO NOT WANT.&lt;br /&gt;I have enough of my own.&lt;br /&gt;I also hate when people try to make their problems mine. Personally I do not want to be so deeply embedded into your life that your problems become mine, cause like I said I have ones of my own. how unfair is it to me ? I have a bunch of friends who don't like to listen , but like to talk and ignore. Not all of you by the way. no personal blows this is just giving people something to think about you know. Where was I , oh ye Talk but not listen, That is annoying. Lecturing me when you do listen, that is also annoying, you are not my parents you are my friends I am asking for opinions, not lectures or sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;I also feel there is a issue with trust among people too. I know trust is something gained and all that jazz but seriously, go to schoola nd half of the people who claim they are friends with other  or BFFLS or whatever they want to call eachother, don't trust the other person enough to tell them anything. With certain people I can understand, for example Persona1 .. I'll name her that. xD&lt;br /&gt;Most annoying kid I know, and the funny thing is, I've never talked to her in my life. jsut being in the same room as her annoys me. I hope Personapple got some good punches in when they were fighting the other day. If they really did fight...&lt;br /&gt;I would never tell Persona1 even if someone put a gun to my head and told me to tell her all my secrets.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, and she's not as cute as she think she is.. her ego is bigger then a guys. Yeah i can be a bitch. sue me.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing  I hate are the barriers in our school, people don't even talk though they act like they know the person .. much like what i did up there, so this is going to be a purely hypocritical part of rant xD Never mind I lied. i hate when people can't admit to being hypocrites. It's impossible to never be one in your lie though we have all the 'dogooders' who are all ike 'OHMAHGAHHH I am not a hypocrt. and I'm like bitch yah you are...&lt;br /&gt;K done fer now. Ohh i feel goo dnow. i love ranting so naice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-1633828863008032217?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/1633828863008032217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=1633828863008032217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/1633828863008032217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/1633828863008032217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2009/05/rant-cause-i-need-to.html' title='RANT .. cause i need to.'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-6332683174843321848</id><published>2009-03-08T22:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:11:08.908-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GAIAing it</title><content type='html'>I was sayign somehing about gaia . i forgot.. damn firefox. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-6332683174843321848?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/6332683174843321848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=6332683174843321848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/6332683174843321848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/6332683174843321848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2009/03/gaiaing-it.html' title='GAIAing it'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-3012710745340100225</id><published>2009-03-02T19:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:10:00.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I manage.</title><content type='html'>I'm like a huge hypocrite. I'm always giving others this super good advice that i should be following myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm screwing myself over cause i cannot stabalize what needs to be.&lt;br /&gt;My perents are right, I only go to school when i want to, n days when i think that everythign will be great just because i ot u on the right sid eof the bed, which is rare. I'm lazy and I only do things that enifit me at the time.&lt;br /&gt;as much as i shake my head and tell then they are wrong, they aren't.&lt;br /&gt;I just told someone;&lt;br /&gt;Nope i do not know, and I rather not know, cause that is the past. and this is the now, and we should Treasure our time living in it.&lt;br /&gt;wha t the hell, I'm not treasuring anything of the now, and I feel like an idiot giving adivce that I'm not even following. I can't even get my own life straight so what really makes me think i can get other peoples.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;This growing up shit is hard. ANd i do not know why, i don't know what makes it so hard. It's hard to understand why some get throgh it much easier then others. WHy is it like this ?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck my head hurts.&lt;br /&gt;What i really want to say is that I'm done with fucking my own life up, but how does one go about fixing it.&lt;br /&gt;It's not just about going to school and keeping your grades up, I've done that in the past and it still feels like shit , no matter how many 80's or 90's I recieve, so really, How does one go on about fixing themselves, fixing their lives for a happier and better one ?&lt;br /&gt;Iunno man. I just don't know.&lt;br /&gt;/endemorant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-3012710745340100225?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/3012710745340100225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=3012710745340100225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/3012710745340100225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/3012710745340100225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-do-i-manage.html' title='How do I manage.'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-5340990241325771016</id><published>2009-02-07T14:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:09:18.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me.</title><content type='html'>D: I don't remember what i was going to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;I've just been shocked greatly.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl knows why.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-5340990241325771016?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/5340990241325771016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=5340990241325771016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/5340990241325771016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/5340990241325771016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2009/02/cause-sex-is-so-much-better-when-youre.html' title='Cause the sex is so much better when you&apos;re mad at me.'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-7748062985584274849</id><published>2009-01-20T04:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T04:27:33.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Doooooooooooood.</title><content type='html'>Ok , i have alot to coplain about soo , prepare yourself for a whiny betch post.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH i am so pissed. well i was. I'm pretty fine now but anyways, time to live in the past.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH i was so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;My parents are pissed cause i don't like going to school  Ok fine that  makes sense, that doesn't piss me off. what pisses me off is that they don't even recognize the improvement from this year compared to last. last year, I was such an emo kid at school, I didn't do my work , barely passed anything AND NEVER SHOWED UP.&lt;br /&gt;this year. I never show up, but I am passing and I am a pretty happy camper. they don't care they. Or they act like they care when they truly don't. They think i have no friends. and coming from your parents that is PRETTY bad. What else pissed me off today. Oh I got introuble fo . . .  sleeping. that's right ladies and gents it is a fucking crime to sleep. don't do it.&lt;br /&gt;Media arts Test today, I am oging to phail haha.&lt;br /&gt;and a Chandra test, I am oging to FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl help meee!&lt;br /&gt;Helping me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I made a youtube video. Je suis tres cool.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks. It's soo boring .&lt;br /&gt;haha. I made it un ratable. so other people can't tell me how much it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;that;s it for now, I'm getting ready for school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-7748062985584274849?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/7748062985584274849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=7748062985584274849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/7748062985584274849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/7748062985584274849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2009/01/doooooooooooood.html' title='Doooooooooooood.'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-3227749930614663510</id><published>2009-01-07T17:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:52:21.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MM Seiner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th05.deviantart.com/fs35/300W/f/2008/239/5/8/Hayner_and_Seifer_by_next_speilburg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 306px;" src="http://th05.deviantart.com/fs35/300W/f/2008/239/5/8/Hayner_and_Seifer_by_next_speilburg.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds Effed up doesn't it.&lt;br /&gt;Seifer and hayner ?&lt;br /&gt;What the hell, no one loves Seifer. but accoridingto FF.net. Hayner does!!!&lt;br /&gt;so pictures pictures. cute no ?&lt;br /&gt;hurhur. I'mm such a creepy fangirl.~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-3227749930614663510?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/3227749930614663510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=3227749930614663510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/3227749930614663510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/3227749930614663510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2009/01/mm-seiner.html' title='MM Seiner'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-5528793121513970085</id><published>2009-01-06T19:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:24:17.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking on ze phone.</title><content type='html'>I am talking on ze phone with Ana Wongish. &lt;br /&gt;Ana says Hi Cheryl. . . . :) Happy faice, no frowns.&lt;br /&gt;I am sick .. very sick. I do not know If I am contagious. &lt;br /&gt;nyaaahhh&lt;br /&gt;This is a spam entry , due to BOREDOM. the ridiculous type. not the brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;The internet is fer porn. kthnx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-5528793121513970085?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/5528793121513970085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=5528793121513970085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/5528793121513970085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/5528793121513970085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2009/01/talking-on-ze-phone.html' title='Talking on ze phone.'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-7809890773132205942</id><published>2009-01-06T00:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:29:15.607-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trippy</title><content type='html'>Listening to: Marijuana in your brain - Lords of Acid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That song kicks invisible booty. I'm addicted to it right now. t has a nice mello sound , but a intense beat. Kinda makes you wanna start to dance. Of course, I'm dancing. i dance to anythng; well know fact.&lt;br /&gt;Whelp, I'm bored, sick and nobody is on MSN cause they are all asleep like I should be but I came home early and went to sleep. SO here I am typing random crap no one cares about on my blog. Cool no ?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, while I am in fact on the topic of music that no one wants to get caught listening to &lt;br /&gt;Hit it Hard- Peaches is a flipping brilliant song. If you are definitely not into songs about sex, do not listen xD, you know I have billions of those on my pod. Sorry kids. There's something catchy about all those songs. Really there is. They always have this type of "YOU MUST DANCE" type of beats that I cannot resist. A lot of my songs I really shouldn't even be listening to at school, cause one of these days , I can see it happening. Some one of my teachers are going to take my earphones and stick it in their ear and here my strange music , their face would probably turn 8 different shades of red, then they would confiscate my Pod, dubbing my music 'inappropriate for a Catholic school' then they will send me to the office and probably make me sing the song to the principal, or make her listen to it. :| geeze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-7809890773132205942?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/7809890773132205942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=7809890773132205942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/7809890773132205942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/7809890773132205942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2009/01/trippy.html' title='Trippy'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-8535866859758715500</id><published>2009-01-04T02:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T02:17:09.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating chocolate.</title><content type='html'>OMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNomnomNOMNOMNOMNOMNOM thnx. ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-8535866859758715500?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/8535866859758715500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=8535866859758715500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/8535866859758715500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/8535866859758715500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2009/01/eating-chocolate.html' title='Eating chocolate.'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-5723037765231213664</id><published>2009-01-01T20:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T05:34:13.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cake is a Lie</title><content type='html'>&gt;&gt; LOL . this song is hilarious. It's at the end of this game called PORTA. My sisters manfrand played it.  Creepy thingamabob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="225" height="144"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LxYfMRtun5w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LxYfMRtun5w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-5723037765231213664?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/5723037765231213664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=5723037765231213664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/5723037765231213664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/5723037765231213664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2009/01/cake-is-lie.html' title='The Cake is a Lie'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-6951771975068984899</id><published>2008-12-26T16:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T16:29:15.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Christmas Post~~</title><content type='html'>dundundudnuduuunn&lt;br /&gt;MICCA ThAnKS FOR THE PRESENT. right now I am reading a crappy fanfic.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy cause....&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Uh&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have much to write about.&lt;br /&gt;so you can kinda tell this is a spam entry.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well&lt;br /&gt;blahblah blah applesauce. THosE ARE MY THOUGHTS...&lt;br /&gt;Bob is bothering me about busses.. so i guess i should .. ok i mean robinowitz... or robinski.. whayeveaarr. yeah kids. LOVE YOUS. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-6951771975068984899?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/6951771975068984899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=6951771975068984899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/6951771975068984899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/6951771975068984899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/late-christmas-post.html' title='Late Christmas Post~~'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-5485728156162975381</id><published>2008-12-24T23:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:14:03.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HEADBANGAGAINSTWALL</title><content type='html'>D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me angry when people with clearly poor writing skill, are praised beoyond belief.&lt;br /&gt;I know my writing isn't that great but , I am able to tell when someones writting isn't up to par with the people they are being compared to.&lt;br /&gt;I just fussed over this poorly written fan fic for a bit of time to the point that it hurt my head.&lt;br /&gt;It is no where near exciting , or well written and the person is praised as if it is the best thing that happened to the fan ficcing world. so I decided, I won't put the story or hint to the person or anything. cause this is just a rant, and anyone can stumble upon this. It would be pretty bad  if the person themselves stumbled upon it.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. That story made my head hurt.&lt;br /&gt;BTW I LOVE YOU guys &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-5485728156162975381?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/5485728156162975381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=5485728156162975381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/5485728156162975381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/5485728156162975381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/headbangagainstwall.html' title='HEADBANGAGAINSTWALL'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-8342583410841330295</id><published>2008-12-24T01:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:49:53.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tease.</title><content type='html'>LOl for Fanfiction coverage. I really like this one. better then Perfect Match actually, It's tear jerking goodness. Haha , i'm such a girl&lt;br /&gt;anyway. yeah Read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3127269/1/Tease"&gt;Teaasseee!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-8342583410841330295?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/8342583410841330295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=8342583410841330295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/8342583410841330295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/8342583410841330295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/tease.html' title='Tease.'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-8978970855195980220</id><published>2008-12-21T17:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T18:28:31.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merrrrry Cristmasssuu!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TpSmzsAGW8I/SU7RFxB3oqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/av2SxtAagOY/s1600-h/james+and+Cain+for+Jamiee%21%21_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TpSmzsAGW8I/SU7RFxB3oqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/av2SxtAagOY/s320/james+and+Cain+for+Jamiee%21%21_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282389309942899362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaah Merry X_mas JamieeeeJamesJames&lt;br /&gt;It's a photo .. that looks much better when it's not scanned. But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I was going to oclorit on photoshop. then i decided no cauusse.. I'm really bad at doing that XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's Cain and James. hurhur Bound togethar by a scarf.. hurhurhurrrr .&lt;br /&gt;Ok. oh and the editors strewn around them... in different forms.&lt;br /&gt;YAAHHHH!!1//oeoneoneoeneone!!1!1!/!1.exclamationmarkperiod.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-8978970855195980220?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/8978970855195980220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=8978970855195980220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/8978970855195980220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/8978970855195980220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/merrrrry-cristmasssuu.html' title='Merrrrry Cristmasssuu!!'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TpSmzsAGW8I/SU7RFxB3oqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/av2SxtAagOY/s72-c/james+and+Cain+for+Jamiee%21%21_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-1717241172636199357</id><published>2008-12-19T12:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T13:00:19.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My FLAMING HOMO characterr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://elouai.com/candybar5/dress-up-boys.php?l1=0000&amp;amp;l2=0000&amp;amp;l3=0000&amp;amp;l4=0482&amp;amp;l5=0001&amp;amp;l6=0094&amp;amp;l7=0578&amp;amp;l8=0596&amp;amp;l9=0058&amp;amp;l10=0129&amp;amp;l11=0022&amp;amp;l12=0191&amp;amp;l13=0000&amp;amp;l14=0000&amp;amp;l15=0064&amp;amp;l16=0482&amp;amp;l17=&amp;amp;l18=0000&amp;amp;l19=0000&amp;amp;l20=0000&amp;amp;l21=0000&amp;amp;l22=0000&amp;amp;l23=&amp;amp;l24=0001&amp;amp;l25=0000&amp;amp;l26=0000&amp;amp;l27=0000&amp;amp;l28=0000&amp;amp;l29=0000&amp;amp;l30=0000&amp;amp;l31=0000&amp;amp;l32=0000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; 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top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/08shoesboy/0094.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/09bottomboy/0578.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/10topboy/0596.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/11head/0058.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/12mouth/0129.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/13nose/0022.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; 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top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/27watermark/0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Zander.. he has Animal Pheromone manipulation&lt;br /&gt;He cna make you pheel strange.. I no it's ike Jasper.. but I intened to take his powars to a diffrent level.. and he's cooler cause.. he isn't loved by millions of girls who only liked him after the movie.. the fiends.. oh and it's animals.. not humannss&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is.. He's Homo maan. ;D flamboyantly so. which it what makes him so cool YAAHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-1717241172636199357?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/1717241172636199357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=1717241172636199357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/1717241172636199357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/1717241172636199357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-flaming-homo-characterr.html' title='My FLAMING HOMO characterr'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-476491145726067045</id><published>2008-12-17T23:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:17:39.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alice Alice Alice Alice</title><content type='html'>I made an Alice.. with her huge green eyes and hot lips and uncanny sense of style&lt;br /&gt;IR I NAWT KEWL ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elouai.com/candybar5/dress-up-girls.php?l1=0000&amp;amp;l2=0000&amp;amp;l3=0000&amp;amp;l4=1246&amp;amp;l5=0001&amp;amp;l6=0316&amp;amp;l7=0798&amp;amp;l8=0900&amp;amp;l9=0031&amp;amp;l10=0178&amp;amp;l11=0022&amp;amp;l12=0238&amp;amp;l13=0116&amp;amp;l14=0000&amp;amp;l15=0000&amp;amp;l16=1246&amp;amp;l17=&amp;amp;l18=0000&amp;amp;l19=0000&amp;amp;l20=0000&amp;amp;l21=0000&amp;amp;l22=0000&amp;amp;l23=&amp;amp;l24=0001&amp;amp;l25=0000&amp;amp;l26=0000&amp;amp;l27=0000&amp;amp;l28=0000&amp;amp;l29=0000&amp;amp;l30=0000&amp;amp;l31=0000&amp;amp;l32=0000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; float: left; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/05hair/1246.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/06base/0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/08shoes/0316.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/09bottom/0798.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/10top/0900.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/11head/0031.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/12mouth/0178.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/13nose/0022.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/14eyes/0238.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/15eyebrows/0116.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/20hair/1246.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; 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top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/valentine/img/27watermark/0001.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 0px; left: 0px; width: 150px; height: 290px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://elouai.com/dollmakercode/v5/images/1x1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-476491145726067045?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/476491145726067045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=476491145726067045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/476491145726067045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/476491145726067045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/alice-alice-alice-alice.html' title='Alice Alice Alice Alice'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-3795816053354183284</id><published>2008-12-16T22:15:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:23:23.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Own Them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc64.deviantart.com/fs36/f/2008/277/7/e/roxas_and_axel_by_einlee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 268px;" src="http://fc64.deviantart.com/fs36/f/2008/277/7/e/roxas_and_axel_by_einlee.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th00.deviantart.com/fs28/300W/f/2008/101/4/0/40632edab7e2a2c9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 299px;" src="http://th00.deviantart.com/fs28/300W/f/2008/101/4/0/40632edab7e2a2c9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just to tell you guys the  sexy boys to the left of this. YEAH THEM.. I own them.. well not wholly like SQUEENIX ..but yeaa...&lt;br /&gt;I own all the hot red heads / orangeheads cause people like to call them orange heads when i think it's clearly implied it's reddish but WHATEVAR'&lt;br /&gt;AXEL AND ROXASS and just for good &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i174.photobucket.com/albums/w111/Nancy17yc/Kingdom%20Hearts/1169997491951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 290px;" src="http://i174.photobucket.com/albums/w111/Nancy17yc/Kingdom%20Hearts/1169997491951.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;measure one more of Axel.. mm hot. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;Ok and Riku!! That's It I swar I am done. mmmhehehe&lt;br /&gt;hahaa. Riku.. hehehehahaha. ok ok ok .. guys. MNever ever give me Coca Cola. EVER!. seriously..:| PSH HAAhA :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-3795816053354183284?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/3795816053354183284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=3795816053354183284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/3795816053354183284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/3795816053354183284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-own-them.html' title='I Own Them'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i174.photobucket.com/albums/w111/Nancy17yc/Kingdom%20Hearts/th_1169997491951.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-3449077356081877686</id><published>2008-12-14T23:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:04:16.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the girl that hides her pain with the smile that brightens everyone elses day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chotchkies.flair.nliven.com/flair_img/e/c/6/5/ec6586413518bb822c27f29218f044cf381e584a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://chotchkies.flair.nliven.com/flair_img/e/c/6/5/ec6586413518bb822c27f29218f044cf381e584a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw that quote on a piece of flair on face book. See I put it there.&lt;br /&gt;I found this completely true. That flair = me.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of times I'm feeling shitty, but in order to hide that. I smile. I like seeing my friends happy so what is the point of crying all the time ? Of course I reach breaking points like everyone else, tot he point  where I can't stop crying for  minutes on end, those are the times when i get support from my friends. and I love them for that.  When i think about it my friends are the coolest. They never break under pressure the way I do.. Well except Patricia.. but that' not my point... They have this cool composure that I wish I could have too. Like they are always confident in everything they do.  BAAH I LOVE My FRIENDS!!&lt;br /&gt;you guys know who your are ;P.&lt;br /&gt;^x^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-3449077356081877686?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/3449077356081877686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=3449077356081877686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/3449077356081877686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/3449077356081877686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-girl-that-hides-her-pain-with-smile.html' title='I&apos;m the girl that hides her pain with the smile that brightens everyone elses day.'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-8806974479942236650</id><published>2008-12-12T23:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:18:28.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The day the art lived.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TpSmzsAGW8I/SUM3WeSRF6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/b9_rlaI5hu4/s1600-h/n699808592_1729483_8131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TpSmzsAGW8I/SUM3WeSRF6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/b9_rlaI5hu4/s320/n699808592_1729483_8131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279124047434684322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD so Today at school was the last day of art week.so a few members of VAC (Visual Arts Council) dressed up as something artsy and walked around the school..not talking.&lt;br /&gt;At first I was talking, , but then I got annoyed with the kids who were like "OHH YOU TALKEEDD" so I stopped. xD&lt;br /&gt;it was crazy fun. I was an artist. Ruined a shirt wore a hat walked around with my art. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Next year.. I WONT TALK FOR THE WHOLE DAY.. it will be like BAM shutup. I need something in my mouth though. the only thing that shut me up was a lolipop.&lt;br /&gt;hmm Picture Picture.&lt;br /&gt;Photo credit goes to Vic So.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-8806974479942236650?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/8806974479942236650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=8806974479942236650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/8806974479942236650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/8806974479942236650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-art-lived.html' title='The day the art lived.'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TpSmzsAGW8I/SUM3WeSRF6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/b9_rlaI5hu4/s72-c/n699808592_1729483_8131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-157414118339530481</id><published>2008-12-12T00:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:59:47.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pairing I love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/Caremelcrazy/axel06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/Caremelcrazy/axel06.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other then the often attempt to push Lucifer x Tyler (I will draw it i swear I will)&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen in love with characters I already knew and loved from th KH franchise.&lt;br /&gt;AxelxRiku is alot sexier then it sounds. ferreal (googles a pic)&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT THAT SEXYNESS. LOOK AT IT. WTF.. I never thought such a pairing would work so well. especially the way Uzumaki-sama writes tem.greatest ever. Ask for link I will give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pairing I love is Marik &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j118/YamiChevonne/Bakura%20And%20Marik/1200265826667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 216px;" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j118/YamiChevonne/Bakura%20And%20Marik/1200265826667.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;xBakuraxMalik x Ryou.&lt;br /&gt;Sexy no ? can't find one with all of them but i will.. Soon. Yaoi mama off.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-157414118339530481?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/157414118339530481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=157414118339530481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/157414118339530481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/157414118339530481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-pairing-i-love.html' title='New Pairing I love.'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j118/YamiChevonne/Bakura%20And%20Marik/th_1200265826667.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-949005946325047069</id><published>2008-12-12T00:35:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:02:33.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Digimon Hey Dgimon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.digimon-paradijs.nl/onlinegames/schuifpuzzel/digimon-paradijs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://www.digimon-paradijs.nl/onlinegames/schuifpuzzel/digimon-paradijs.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Monster friends of the boys and girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey Digimon hey Digimon&lt;br /&gt;CHAMPIONS OF THE DIGITAL WOORRLLD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-949005946325047069?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/949005946325047069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=949005946325047069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/949005946325047069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/949005946325047069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-digimon-hey-dgimon.html' title='Hey Digimon Hey Dgimon'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-7995785351214747530</id><published>2008-12-09T20:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:21:20.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When life gives you lemons...</title><content type='html'>Read them. no seriously. go on FF.net AND READ LEMONS.. hehe reading some slash fanfiction right now.  Blueberries , Whipped cream and a Very frazzled Sitarist. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gunna play a little game.. hopefully it'll work xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma TAG Cheryl, who I hope to god is reading this. Now she has to write about soemthing she is doind at the exact moment hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;Then she tags whoever. it should work. cause. I don't know. She's always on blogs.. so is Ana.. if she is not playing Zelda xD.&lt;br /&gt;TAG CHER  YOU ARE IT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-7995785351214747530?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/7995785351214747530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=7995785351214747530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/7995785351214747530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/7995785351214747530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-life-gives-you-lemons.html' title='When life gives you lemons...'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-5692746079541409841</id><published>2008-12-07T22:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:09:04.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TpSmzsAGW8I/STyPh3nmmEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/k69GDcIQb7c/s1600-h/ox1-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TpSmzsAGW8I/STyPh3nmmEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/k69GDcIQb7c/s320/ox1-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277250675399891010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hair.. his damn hair. it's so ew&lt;br /&gt;I HATE OX (soul eater) DUDES DAMN HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;Just look at it. Euugh. it makes me wanna puke.&lt;br /&gt;I told Ana I wil complain about his hair on my Blog.. and look at this.. I am.&lt;br /&gt;So fawking glad the episode I am watching has him wearing a hood. the whole time. woot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-5692746079541409841?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/5692746079541409841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=5692746079541409841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/5692746079541409841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/5692746079541409841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-hate-it.html' title='I HATE IT'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TpSmzsAGW8I/STyPh3nmmEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/k69GDcIQb7c/s72-c/ox1-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-4129285228136127328</id><published>2008-12-07T20:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:09:41.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If i give you a lemon will you smile ?</title><content type='html'>sad faice.&lt;br /&gt;NO I WON'T SMILE&lt;br /&gt;unless it is a very juicy lemon, of the readable variety.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda cheesed, though very happy.&lt;br /&gt;I just finished cooking. My hands are super dry,I was going to go play some car crashing game on my PS2 then my sister came home with SHUSHHII &lt;-- xD&lt;br /&gt;then my mom. The downer.. walked in.&lt;br /&gt;"Ohmylordiie children, blahblahblah" I obviously wasn't listening. My mom has issues man.&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;But I am one happy camper. FOOD IS GOOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-4129285228136127328?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/4129285228136127328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=4129285228136127328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/4129285228136127328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/4129285228136127328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-i-give-you-lemon-will-you-smile.html' title='If i give you a lemon will you smile ?'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-7639307014826791982</id><published>2008-12-07T03:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T04:08:29.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When there's Nthing else to burn You have to set yourself on Fire.</title><content type='html'>I'm bored, I'm Hungry.&lt;br /&gt;I can't eat anymore chocolate even if I wanted to, everything in my house sucks.&lt;br /&gt;My mom wants me to wash the dishes. I'm not going to do them. She told me to do 500000 things to day, I'm not super woman I'm her kid. God.&lt;br /&gt;If I bang my head against this deask anymroe.. My head might start to bleed. which won't be good... at all. Or it could be. i wouldn't have to go to school on Monday. I hope we get a snow day or something. I am in no mood for school right now. Some one is oging to say something wrong to me soon, and I am going to snap. I've never snapped at anyone at school and really, i don't wanna reach that point, cause I will bite someones head off and it will result in tears, from me or the peron, depending on how mentally unstable I am feeling.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK MAN&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to like.. sleep or somthing, and I'm going to pray that my parents listen to my message and Buy me food that I will eat. &gt;_&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;I love how they think i will eat anything under the sun. Seriously. OATS.. who the fucking hell eats oats randomly. do i look like a horse. cause I'm not. If i was then I owuld go outside and eat GRASS D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go make oats or eat Cream of wheat." I Don'T Eat that stuff. I NEVER HAVE.. IN MY LIFE.. why the hell would I start now.&lt;br /&gt;I just want some nice hot food, and a break from this place.. Any of my friends willing to keep me for a weekend or something xD&lt;br /&gt;bah whatever. done venting .. for now. Going to go pass out in a bed or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-7639307014826791982?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/7639307014826791982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=7639307014826791982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/7639307014826791982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/7639307014826791982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-theres-nthing-else-to-burn-you.html' title='When there&apos;s Nthing else to burn You have to set yourself on Fire.'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-1327475886469673717</id><published>2008-12-06T00:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T03:50:09.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I swear I'm going to get huge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just finished eating a chocolate bar. Then a chocolate bar melted with marshmallows. Well not the whole bar, just some of it.&lt;br /&gt;I feel gross now. XD&lt;br /&gt;I think I will go do some DDR to exercise or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy right now.&lt;br /&gt;Recently I talked to someone I haven't talk to in a long time, we talked about he good old days, it was really nice. At first I was really scared to talk to her, what if she didn't like me anymore, what if she grew up well beyond me? What if our styles clashed? I questioned it a lot, but talking to her was comforting, like it always was. I think I can manage to call her one of my best friends again, but I wonder if it is too fast. Is it okay to call someone your best friend just because you knew him or her in the past?&lt;br /&gt;Allot of people answer that like 'you can never be too sure, people change.' What if it's not her that changed, what if it is I. What if I changed for the worse? I wouldn't know. Wouldn’t people tell me if I changed for the worse? Who knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not only did I rekindle a relationship, but also, I felt the need to make a new one with one of my classmates from last year, or at least a stronger one. I think she really hates me, I don’t know. She is mean to me sometimes, but other times she is nice. She is more of a friend with all my other friends then with me. It kind of makes me feel blocked off, like she just really doesn’t want to talk to me. But I find myself wanting to talk to her, to be friends with her, wanting to be within her trust circle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess I like when people trust me. Too many assumptions are made about me and everyone thinks I have a huge mouth. I tend to let things slip occasionally. Yes occasionally never always. Maybe once or twice, but that is it. I never purposely tell anyone anything,(Unless I’m talking to the CYW) but people like to think that. They don’t even think about how much offense I take to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';font-size:85%;"&gt;But whatever, I just have to go one trying to gain trust like usual. I probably won’t gain very many peoples trust until high school is over for us. Oh well. Being trusted has a nice feeling; I can wait really long for it if I have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742919343293586000-1327475886469673717?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/1327475886469673717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=1327475886469673717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/1327475886469673717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/1327475886469673717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-swear-im-going-to-get-huge.html' title='I swear I&apos;m going to get huge.'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742919343293586000.post-3276844456149749901</id><published>2008-12-04T01:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T02:18:00.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; "&gt;I've &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; made one of these thingies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;After days and weeks and hours upon hours of telling myself to do it , i never did... Until now dun dun duuuuuuun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;No one is going to see this yet but oh well, I WILL DO MY FIRST ENTRY OF VICTORY while uncovering a bit of secrets about myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm a girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;:D&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/8742919343293586000-3276844456149749901?l=nayelsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/feeds/3276844456149749901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742919343293586000&amp;postID=3276844456149749901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/3276844456149749901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742919343293586000/posts/default/3276844456149749901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayelsin.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay.html' title='Yay!!'/><author><name>Nayel SIn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08793840506625993532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
