<?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-4532493185327818675</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:45:47.389-08:00</updated><category term='jenny simmons'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='death by boredom'/><category term='miracle'/><category term='Intro'/><category term='resolutions'/><category term='The Proposal'/><category term='sucess almost'/><category term='poem'/><category term='signed'/><category term='Addison Road'/><category term='word count'/><category term='funny'/><category term='books'/><category term='break-up'/><category term='Hallows Eve'/><category term='cold weather'/><category term='school'/><category term='dreamer'/><category term='Laini Taylor'/><category term='up-lifting'/><category term='heart'/><category term='tat&apos;s'/><category term='imaginary friends'/><category term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category term='Never Again'/><category term='hope'/><category term='NaNo'/><category term='the IF&apos;s'/><category term='arise be still'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='passage'/><category term='bribe'/><category term='narnia'/><category term='video'/><category term='concert'/><category term='&apos;friend&apos;sie'/><category term='fight another day'/><category term='pic'/><category term='piano'/><category term='writing'/><category term='snow'/><category term='daughters of the king'/><category term='update'/><category term='changes'/><title type='text'>Ms. Communication</title><subtitle type='html'>But Moses pleaded with the Lord, “O Lord, I’m not very good with words. I never have been, and I’m not now, even though you have spoken to me. I get tongue-tied, and my words get tangled.”</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-2200630929451634661</id><published>2011-12-01T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T10:18:32.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms. Communication</title><content type='html'>If you're an old follower of my blog you'll notice the change but if you're new you'll have no idea what I'm talking about. My blog used to be called "Beautiful Dreamer" but God put it on my heart that it's time for an upgrade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Exodus God calls Moses to lead His people out of Egypt but Moses says the equivalent of "You want... me? But why? I'm horrible with crowds, I stutter, my people hate me! Even if I were to speak they wouldn't believe me; they'd say I'm crazy!" God tells him that He's the one who made the mouth and He has to power to put words in it. He's in control! Sometimes though I feel like Moses. God's called me into ministry but sometimes I get scared and say the same thing. "You want... me God? But why? I'm horrible with crowds, I stutter, I have absolutely no charisma! Even if I were to speak people wouldn't believe me; they'd say I'm crazy!" But God tells me He made my mouth and He has the power to put words in it. He is in control!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've probably figured out by now that the new blog title has a double meaning. The first is Ms. &lt;em&gt;Communication&lt;/em&gt;. It is my calling to communicate, teach, preach, talk about God's Love, Mercy, Justice, and Personality. The second meaning is &lt;em&gt;miscommunication&lt;/em&gt; because I know I mess up God's message all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I had an epiphany that started this whole thing. I was chatting with a friend on facebook (I still have mixed feeling about that site) and my Internet connection kept breaking down. As a result, I would message my friend again and again but see no answer and at some point I felt rather depressed because I thought my friend was ignoring me. Later I went to check my message inbox and saw that my friend had been answering me the whole time and the only reason I couldn't see that was because of my bad Internet connection. My epiphany was: how many times does this happen to us and God? We pray to him and pray to him when we don't immediately see an answer - our problems don't immediately go away - we feel as though God is ignoring us or even abandoned us. What we don't see is that God has been answering us the whole time and the &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; reason we don't see that is because of our "bad connection".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29: 11-14a says, "'For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the LORD, 'plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. &lt;strong&gt;You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.&lt;/strong&gt; I will be found by you,'".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's pray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I'm sorry for believing Satan's lie that You don't love me anymore. I believe now more than ever that Your thoughts are higher than my thoughts, and Your ways are so much higher than my ways. I believe You love me so much that even though I'm a sinner You sent Your son Jesus to die for me. Lord, help my unbelief. &lt;strong&gt;Amen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-2200630929451634661?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/2200630929451634661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2011/12/ms-communication.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/2200630929451634661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/2200630929451634661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2011/12/ms-communication.html' title='Ms. Communication'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-2552839787582802474</id><published>2011-03-13T17:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:16:02.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For I know the plans I have for you,&amp;quot; declares the lord, &amp;quot;plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11&lt;p&gt;One of my favorites! (As can be seen to the right --&amp;gt;) I&amp;#39;d love to be able to dig really deep into this but alas I&amp;#39;ve not the time this day (perhaps another day... be sure to remind me). &lt;p&gt;For now I&amp;#39;d just like to say that this verse has been the theme for this past week. &amp;quot;For I know the plans I have for you.&amp;quot; God&amp;#39;s got all the plans and pieces, and he&amp;#39;s got the entire plotline from beginning to end. Your life is your story and God&amp;#39;s the author. He&amp;#39;s watching over you to make sure your story goes well. He&amp;#39;s only got &amp;quot;plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Happy Sunday everyone, you are Loved!&lt;p&gt;~Dreamer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-2552839787582802474?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/2552839787582802474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2011/03/for-i-know-plans-i-have-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/2552839787582802474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/2552839787582802474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2011/03/for-i-know-plans-i-have-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-7422207204497495476</id><published>2011-03-13T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T07:54:51.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;ll post the daily verse later but I just wanted to say I&amp;#39;m thankful for all of you guys that take the time to read my blog. You guys are awesometastic :)&lt;p&gt;I guess every Sunday I can do an &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m thankful for...&amp;quot; segment. I think it would be a good way for me to focus on all the things God had blessed me with, instead of everything that&amp;#39;s gone wrong in the past week. So here goes: Today, I&amp;#39;m thankful for... you! All of you are my delightful childrens and I&amp;#39;m grateful for all of you :]&lt;p&gt;You guys are great! Remember, you are loved :)&lt;p&gt;~Dreamer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-7422207204497495476?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/7422207204497495476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-post-daily-verse-later-but-i-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/7422207204497495476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/7422207204497495476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-post-daily-verse-later-but-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-3754007418243188443</id><published>2011-03-12T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T11:32:34.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even in my suffering I was comforted because your promise gave me life. Ps. 119:50. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to say yesterday but actually I've signed up to get a daily bible verse txted to my phone (did it when I was at Winterjam--which was fantabulous btw - planning on posting the pics someday... ;). Every day I'll post the verse I get and whatever I'm thinking at the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm thinking if you want daily bible verses you can text "Uncover" and your email address to 31452 (at least it should work - if not check out UncoverTheWord.com/artists that should work [crossed fingers]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime I want to talk about today's verse - "Even in my suffering I was comforted because your promise gave me life." Everyone's been hurt in some way or another (I myself have terrible trouble with people of the male persuasion), but this verse--and for that matter the whole bible--shows us that God is there for us. A great verse that I love goes along with this (kind of. Bear with me) "But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us." (Romans 5:8) Sometimes I find myself just reading, not comprehending or letting the words sink in, but to really understand this--to really understand God--you have to dig deeper than what you can see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But God demonstrates his own love for us in this:" We already know that God loves us. He formed us from the dust and breathed his own life into us. When Adam and Eve disobeyed him in garden he still loved them, it was because he loved them that their sin made him sad. He loved us so much that he even sent his only son to die for us.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now stop for a minute. I want you to think. The phrase "he sent his only son" has been used so much that people have started to just zone out when they hear it. It's not really conscious, it's more like when you hear your favorite song too many times and stop listening when it's on. Also, being used so much doesn't make it any less important, just less impacting. So I want you to take a moment and think. Think about the thing or person you love the most in the entire world; it might be your mother of father or sister or brother or son or daughter. It might be your best friend, your girlfriend or boyfriend, your husband or wife. It could be your pet rock. Whatever or whoever it is, think about them. About how much you love them. Now imagine they were gone. Ah ah ah your not listening to me, your just reading this with indifference, aren't you? Stop. Think about it. You would sad right? Utterly heartbroken? Now imagine you had to be the one to send them to their death. Absolutely horrifying, isn't it? But that's what God had to do. He had to send his only son--the thing he loved the most--to die for us. To save us. He must love us a lot.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The next part of the verse says "while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us". While we were yet sinners. While we were yet liars and thieves. Prostitutes, adulterers, lawyers, and murderers. While we were yet lonely and lost and afraid. Battered and bruised. Beaten and raped. While we were yet imperfect, Christ died for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when we're suffering and don't feel like we're worth anything at all, God has given us the promise that he will love us no matter what, and that when this life ends, so long as we entrust ourselves to him, we will be with him together forever in paradise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Saturday, you are loved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dreamer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-3754007418243188443?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/3754007418243188443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2011/03/even-in-my-suffering-i-was-comforted_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/3754007418243188443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/3754007418243188443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2011/03/even-in-my-suffering-i-was-comforted_12.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-8031789792375916987</id><published>2011-03-11T09:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T09:27:42.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;My grace is all you need, for my power is greatest when you are weak.&amp;quot; 2 Corinthians 12:9a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank you God, for being there when I&amp;#39;m lost. For loving me when I&amp;#39;m wrong. I don&amp;#39;t know what I would do without you. I pray that your hand will cover me wherever I go and whatever I go through remind me that you are there. I am not perfect but I know you&amp;#39;re here to guide me. Touch my friends Lord, open their eyes to see you. And the people in Japan, Lord, touch their lives as well. Their false gods won&amp;#39;t be able to save them but you can. I pray that you reach out your hand to show them that you&amp;#39;re there waiting for them and you love them. I can&amp;#39;t speak Japanese yet but you can speak to their hearts. Help me and other prepare a way for you to reach them and everyone else that&amp;#39;s hurting. I know you can heal them Lord. The last thing I pray for is that whoever reads this will pray a similar prayer. That they would open their hearts to the broken that they see everyday. Everyone&amp;#39;s hurting, Lord. Help them to remember that when we are broken, bruised, torn apart, and aching - when we&amp;#39;ve fallen to the ground and cannot find the strength to get up - is when you are strong, and merciful, and loving. Thank you Lord, for being our Lord.&lt;br&gt;Amen&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have an empty blog (not this one) that I&amp;#39;m thinking of changing into &amp;quot;Prayers To God&amp;quot;. If anyone is interested in being a part of it let me know in the comments.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy Friday, you are loved :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~Dreamer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-8031789792375916987?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/8031789792375916987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2011/03/grace-is-all-you-need-for-my-power-is.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/8031789792375916987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/8031789792375916987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2011/03/grace-is-all-you-need-for-my-power-is.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-367078189948033494</id><published>2011-02-22T14:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T14:56:46.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny quote:&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;State your name, rank, and intention.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;The Doctor. Doctor. Fu~n.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Happy Tuesday! Tuesday is make someone laugh day (as of now). Smile, laugh, have a great time today!&lt;p&gt;Also leave a funny comment below :)) &lt;p&gt;~Dreamer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-367078189948033494?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/367078189948033494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2011/02/funny-quote-your-name-rank-and.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/367078189948033494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/367078189948033494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2011/02/funny-quote-your-name-rank-and.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-8851564390237883740</id><published>2011-02-18T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T18:05:16.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampire Testers (aka I'm Onto You)</title><content type='html'>I'm onto all you Vampires who created Pez. I know you're just slowly brainwashing our children to go straight for the neck. I don't care if it looks like Hello Kitty('s head), no amount of cuteness is going to turn me into a blood-sucking freak (you touch my chocolate however...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nysZKW-IYHA/TV78nU4qsNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/pwFlH-NrzDg/s1600/hello%2Bkitty%2Bpez.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nysZKW-IYHA/TV78nU4qsNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/pwFlH-NrzDg/s320/hello%2Bkitty%2Bpez.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575171141282738386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Justin Bieber, I'm onto you too. No amount of hypnosis is going to make me let you take over the world before I do. Got that baby baby baby oooohhhhhh...aaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!!!! What am I singing?!?! Kid! Kid! I meant kid!!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KO8UIJaKQhM/TV8g5hJ8CqI/AAAAAAAAAFg/W5NCEeCKWG0/s1600/hypnobiebs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KO8UIJaKQhM/TV8g5hJ8CqI/AAAAAAAAAFg/W5NCEeCKWG0/s320/hypnobiebs2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575211036232649378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I'm onto you. Creating me, loving me, having a plan for me and all that stuff. Holding my hand when I'm alone and afraid. Fixing my heart that breaks everytime you turn around. And most of all never, ever, ever letting me go. I'm onto you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gy-L4tckVUE/TV8ibZN1YZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/c72gaoOIdW8/s1600/bible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gy-L4tckVUE/TV8ibZN1YZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/c72gaoOIdW8/s320/bible.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575212717728686482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday everyone :) Hope you're having a great day/week/month/year/life. Never forget that no matter what happens - what you do or what you're going through - God loves you, adores you, created a whole universe for you to live in, and will never, never let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/I3px9frGwak" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-8851564390237883740?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/8851564390237883740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2011/02/vampire-testers-aka-im-onto-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/8851564390237883740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/8851564390237883740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2011/02/vampire-testers-aka-im-onto-you.html' title='Vampire Testers (aka I&apos;m Onto You)'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nysZKW-IYHA/TV78nU4qsNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/pwFlH-NrzDg/s72-c/hello%2Bkitty%2Bpez.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-6544273613996427229</id><published>2011-01-10T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T21:34:41.768-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Proposal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Hello Again... :)</title><content type='html'>Hey... is this thing on? Ah, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world, I'm back :) I know it's been awhile but I figured it was time to finally update my poor abandoned blog... Isn't it pretty :D (yes, I changed it awhile ago. Shhhhhhh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not much to say, just wanted to share this poem I wrote last year. One of my best so far, I think. Happy New Year guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Proposal&lt;br /&gt;by Akira Lowe 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding eternity within the hour&lt;br /&gt;Life breaks over a sea of flowers&lt;br /&gt;“Love me little or love me lots,&lt;br /&gt;Never shall I be forgot”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving in or getting out&lt;br /&gt;Happiness that toils with doubt&lt;br /&gt;A choice that hangs me in the balance&lt;br /&gt;To let you go without your malice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or free my fears from their stronghold&lt;br /&gt;And make this heart this time two-fold&lt;br /&gt;This choice that I do have to make&lt;br /&gt;Will color me whole or watch me break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I've held locked in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Now will end or now will start&lt;br /&gt;Though oppositions may arise&lt;br /&gt;This time I'll look past my own eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you kneeling at the band&lt;br /&gt;A tender heart held in my hands&lt;br /&gt;A precious soul I can't unleash&lt;br /&gt;So here's my answer: &lt;em&gt;Please marry me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-6544273613996427229?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/6544273613996427229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/6544273613996427229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/6544273613996427229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-again.html' title='Hello Again... :)'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-8129774172075032226</id><published>2010-03-03T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T06:43:23.500-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucess almost'/><title type='text'>Sucess!!! Almost...</title><content type='html'>Last night I had the most wonderful dream: I had finished The Legacy! All had to do was find someone to edit and publish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I woke up and remembered I was not in fact on the verge of finishing my book, but in reality was only on chapter three...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it made me think: how many times does that happen to us? Not specifically the whole yes-I've-finally-finished-my-novel thing but rather the part where we dream and dream and expect our dreams to be telling us the truth when in fact our dreams are farther off then we think (I don't say impossible because "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then God reminded me: "For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I'm still on chapter three and writing at a pace that will help me get published sometime in my twenties, but maybe - just maybe - God knows what he's doing with my life and I'll get to have that yes-I've-finally-finished-my-novel party just at the right time. His time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now (because you know I just have to) it's time for the whole readers-participation-of-the-day thing: What is your dream that seems impossible right now? How do you see God working on it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday guys (err gals) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dreamer~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-8129774172075032226?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/8129774172075032226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2010/03/sucess-almost.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/8129774172075032226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/8129774172075032226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2010/03/sucess-almost.html' title='Sucess!!! Almost...'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-366245953104304468</id><published>2010-03-01T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T09:36:41.064-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Addison Road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jenny simmons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight another day'/><title type='text'>Fight Another Day</title><content type='html'>I was wondering around the 'net today looking for music and found myself on the &lt;a href="http://addisonroad.com/Bio/"&gt;Addison Road&lt;/a&gt; site (Addison Road is an awesome band I saw in concert last October. Check out my &lt;a href="http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-i-went-to-concert-with.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; about it). I was looking for a list of all their songs and found a link to Jenny's Blog. I read her most recent entry and felt like "Wow I just need to share &lt;a href="http://www.jennysimmons.com/2010/02/fight-another-day.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope is not lost, fight another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dreamer~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-366245953104304468?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/366245953104304468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2010/03/fight-another-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/366245953104304468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/366245953104304468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2010/03/fight-another-day.html' title='Fight Another Day'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-3323221201121562797</id><published>2010-02-22T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T06:53:21.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Timeeeeee ^_^</title><content type='html'>Okay, slightly retarded title but other then that.. What's up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be a pretty short post 'cause I've got a class in a few minutes but I just want to share this song with my dedicated followers (all two of 'em..):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jhkwi1lVo50&amp;NR=1"&gt;(go here)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is called Pure and it's by (an awesome band) Superchick. This song is like one of my favorite songs by them and I was wondering ('cause now I'm into the whole readers-interacting thing) what's your favorite song? Favorite band? Favorite song by favorite band?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me it's as follows:&lt;br /&gt;The Only Exception by Paramore&lt;br /&gt;Flyleaf&lt;br /&gt;The Kind by Flyleaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dreamer~ (out)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-3323221201121562797?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/3323221201121562797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2010/02/music-timeeeeee.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/3323221201121562797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/3323221201121562797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2010/02/music-timeeeeee.html' title='Music Timeeeeee ^_^'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-5733650541836294015</id><published>2010-02-18T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T09:53:04.390-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death by boredom'/><title type='text'>Help! I'm Dying Of Boredom...</title><content type='html'>Geometry. The bane of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so it's not really that bad but it's soooo boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so to avoid death by math I was wondering: Which subject in school is the bane of your existence? Or if you're out of school(good for you..) what did it used to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, because I don't feel like leaving this post on such a depressing subject as school: What makes you happiest? What is the joy of your existence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful for everything God has given me I know I couldn't pick just one thing. He's given me the best family and friends and of course his son. I see his love in everything (even, maybe - just maybe - boring geometry. He loved me enough to give me the intelligence to understand it, didn't he?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, a little less bored and a little more happy, I guess I'll sign-off. Hope everyone has a great day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dreamer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 42:11(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-5733650541836294015?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/5733650541836294015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2010/02/help-im-dying-of-boredom.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/5733650541836294015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/5733650541836294015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2010/02/help-im-dying-of-boredom.html' title='Help! I&apos;m Dying Of Boredom...'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-772988192908164217</id><published>2010-02-13T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T13:03:14.182-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow :)</title><content type='html'>If ever I doubted God answers prayers now I know he does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I moved to South Carolina I have prayed fervently that it would snow and I could experience a &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; winter (sorry to all you southerners out there but you know it's true, winters down here are kind of lame..). So anyway Friday night my prayers were answered. It snowed. In Charleston. It's obviously the end of the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/S3hkVuW6PXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xTKClv1UzXo/s1600-h/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/S3hkVuW6PXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xTKClv1UzXo/s320/tree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438206874434026866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love snow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dreamer~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-772988192908164217?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/772988192908164217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2010/02/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/772988192908164217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/772988192908164217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2010/02/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow :)'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/S3hkVuW6PXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xTKClv1UzXo/s72-c/tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-94628643863396210</id><published>2010-02-11T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T17:55:30.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolutions'/><title type='text'>A New Year, A New Look, And A New Trick Up My Sleeve</title><content type='html'>Okay so I know that it's like Febuary now, and half the population is probably sick and tired of their New Year's resolution, but I want to know: What was &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; resolution? Have you stuck to it thus far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people every year resolve to change their outside apparence but I've decided to do something completely different and unique. This year I chose "to be me, to be only me, and and to be the best me I can be". So hard I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it's amazing what being yourself (and, obviously, not someone else) can do for your self esteem and outlook on life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping into the present, how many of you are excited about Valentine's Day? I know I am. While I see Christmas as the day God gave us to show his love for us, I think Valentine's Day should be the day that we share his love with one another. Example: earlier today my brothers and I went on a field trip (type..thing..) to The Village - a retirement home near where I live. We went there to help some of the residents make Valentines for their room. It was actually really fun. It kind of made me feel like an ambassador for God even though we weren't necesarily there teach about his love, showing it was enough. It was a great feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing I want to add before I "sign off", I realize most of you other single people out there may not be as ecstatic about Valentine's Day as I am so I've got a little song for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="&lt;object style="height: 344px; width: 425px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jlPFgIObBHA"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jlPFgIObBHA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-94628643863396210?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/94628643863396210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-year-new-look-and-new-trick-up-my.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/94628643863396210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/94628643863396210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-year-new-look-and-new-trick-up-my.html' title='A New Year, A New Look, And A New Trick Up My Sleeve'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-4516921848148628742</id><published>2010-01-05T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T14:28:57.654-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tat&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bribe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laini Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'>Of Bribes and Chocolate</title><content type='html'>This is a response post to a bribe from one of my *favorite* authors, Laini Taylor. (for more info on participating in this bribe click &lt;a href="http://growwings.blogspot.com/2009/05/rathersting-gallery.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is this bribe all about, you ask? Chocolate. (And tat's but mostly chocolate...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do is post this uhh... post about Laini and her books and her bribe and I get a free (temporary) tattoo (I'm so hard-core). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/S0OzgEEwOAI/AAAAAAAAADo/63crNp4wIyU/s1600-h/blackbringer.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/S0OzgEEwOAI/AAAAAAAAADo/63crNp4wIyU/s320/blackbringer.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423375739715074050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is Blackbringer (obviously), the one I own. If you're looking for good book with fairies, fire (yes random but I like fire...), and some kick-butt awesome magic and fighting and chocolate... well it's a really good book and if you like fairies you should definitely read Blackbringer (and, might I add, if you don't like fairies what are you doing here again? Fairies like me and show up a lot...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/S0O2afpO3NI/AAAAAAAAADw/H1fMdazsm0U/s1600-h/silksinger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/S0O2afpO3NI/AAAAAAAAADw/H1fMdazsm0U/s320/silksinger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423378942571502802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silksinger. I haven't gotten the chance to read this one yet (I'm broke, as usual :p) but I'm sure this one will be just as good as the first one (if not better).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tat's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/S0O6JeICvkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/CZGB9q6ggUU/s1600-h/tattoo+packs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/S0O6JeICvkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/CZGB9q6ggUU/s320/tattoo+packs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423383048152596034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not chocolate but so so awesome! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And chocolate (stares longingly...):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/S0O7OAvjZmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/JKQh4yUFzag/s1600-h/chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/S0O7OAvjZmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/JKQh4yUFzag/s320/chocolate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423384225676224098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate... my and the fairies favorite (thing ever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've done my part now hand over the chocolate and no one gets hurt... lol :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dreamer~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-4516921848148628742?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/4516921848148628742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-bribes-and-chocolate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/4516921848148628742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/4516921848148628742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-bribes-and-chocolate.html' title='Of Bribes and Chocolate'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/S0OzgEEwOAI/AAAAAAAAADo/63crNp4wIyU/s72-c/blackbringer.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-303528531204805570</id><published>2009-12-29T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T11:48:18.498-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arise be still'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Arise, Be Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Arise, Be Still&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arise, my love&lt;br /&gt;It's a brand new day&lt;br /&gt;Arise, my love&lt;br /&gt;I will show you the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arise, my love&lt;br /&gt;With open wings&lt;br /&gt;Arise, my love&lt;br /&gt;Of glory sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arise, my love &lt;br /&gt;With the strength of the River&lt;br /&gt;Whose wild waters&lt;br /&gt;Are a beauty unlike any other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arise, my love&lt;br /&gt;With the voice of the Wind&lt;br /&gt;Whose Freedom sings&lt;br /&gt;From beginning to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arise, my love &lt;br /&gt;Be who you are&lt;br /&gt;Arise, my love&lt;br /&gt;You are my shining star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arise, my love &lt;br /&gt;And live your life&lt;br /&gt;Without the fear &lt;br /&gt;Of pain or strife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know me, my love&lt;br /&gt;For I love you&lt;br /&gt;Know me, my love &lt;br /&gt;For it is I who created you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know your heart &lt;br /&gt;I see your face&lt;br /&gt;I have called you, my beloved&lt;br /&gt;And I will save you from this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be still, my love&lt;br /&gt;And learn to trust&lt;br /&gt;Be still, my love&lt;br /&gt;For I &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be still, my love&lt;br /&gt;For there is hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be still and know&lt;br /&gt;that I am God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Akira L, 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-303528531204805570?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/303528531204805570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/12/arise-be-still.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/303528531204805570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/303528531204805570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/12/arise-be-still.html' title='Arise, Be Still'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-6767167124011818381</id><published>2009-11-02T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:25:36.214-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word count'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaNo'/><title type='text'>NaNo Day 2</title><content type='html'>1,186 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's day 2 and I only have 1,186 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see me I would look like this -&gt; (O_O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I have less than one day's worth of words and so much Halloween candy in me feel ready to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh NaNoWriMo, this I should have expected. To kick off a one month 50,000 word novel on the day America is trying to recover from their overnight sugar high is pure craziness, but crazy is my middle name (metaphorically anyway...). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am: stomach aching, eyes hazy, and notebook taunting me. I better get back to work ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dreamer~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-6767167124011818381?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/6767167124011818381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/11/nano-day-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/6767167124011818381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/6767167124011818381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/11/nano-day-2.html' title='NaNo Day 2'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-6238234548874169791</id><published>2009-10-22T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T10:57:32.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the IF&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narnia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imaginary friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaNo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Blog:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see I've changed the look of my blog. It's not really what I wanted but it will work until I find the perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wardrobe:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold weather has finally come (yay!!!) and I find myself digging through my closet for something warm to wear. Admittedly, I was hoping to discover a lamp post but, alas, all I found were my winter clothes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NaNoWriMo:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it. It being, of course, having signed up to be a WriMo. NaNoWriMo stands for National Novel Writers Month, and basically what I have to do is in the month of November write a 50,000 word novel from start to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daunting I know but also really exciting. So far I've come up with a plot and written a synopsis (which is all I'm really allowed to do while I wait for November) and I'm working on some othere stories so I don't start on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dreamer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Synopsis: The IF's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my name is Alexandra and, guess what, I'm an IF. Yea that's right an Imaginary Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belong to Mary Jane Clayfield, a great kid with one problem; she's really really shy. Well my job, as an IF, is to be her friend until she can make some real ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My problem is the person she wants to be friends with. Harold Mann (the Hairy Mann) is, in my opinion, a huge jerk-face. Only... MJ doesn't believe me. Her greatest and worse feature is that she always sees the best in everyone. She doesn't believe that Harry could break her heart. She wants proof. But... I don't have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did a little digging... Okay I stalked him. But I still couldn't find anything against him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the council found out. The IF council is a group of big-wig retired IF's who make and enforce the IF laws. When they found out that I was trying to prevent MJ from being friends with somebody they decided to send in someone new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sent Talia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never met Talia before, I had never even heard of her, but the council wanted her to replace me so I had to train her. I taught her about MJ's routines, her family, her job (she works part time at a coffee shop), and other stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only a week after Talia arrived that I realized there was something wrong. MJ started doing things that were out of character like stealing money from the cash register and yelling at her little brother. I pulled myself out of my sulking to find out that Talia was messing with MJ's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kid needed me but the council said that if I did anything to mess up this transition I'd be de-IFed, unmade, banished...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-6238234548874169791?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/6238234548874169791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/10/changes.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/6238234548874169791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/6238234548874169791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/10/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-5896547854201220702</id><published>2009-10-15T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T07:09:33.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hallows Eve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Hallows Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hallows Eve&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallows eve, a holiday&lt;br /&gt;For ghosts and ghouls&lt;br /&gt;A fairy's day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallows eve, we'll trick-or-treat&lt;br /&gt;Dress like creatures&lt;br /&gt;With fear hearts beat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallows eve, the haunted house&lt;br /&gt;Just down the block&lt;br /&gt;Makes a lion, a mouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallows eve, comes once a year&lt;br /&gt;For spooks and goblins&lt;br /&gt;To reap our fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallows eve, or Halloween&lt;br /&gt;The holiday that makes you scream&lt;br /&gt;Everything's not as it seems&lt;br /&gt;Hello Hallows eve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;© Akira L, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-5896547854201220702?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/5896547854201220702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/10/hallows-eve.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/5896547854201220702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/5896547854201220702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/10/hallows-eve.html' title='Hallows Eve'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-706332353351774255</id><published>2009-10-04T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T17:15:17.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='up-lifting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughters of the king'/><title type='text'>Daughters of the King</title><content type='html'>It has recently come to my attention how much social ideals affect every aspect of our lives. A girl will tell her friends that she is "in love" with someone but that her relationship with that guy will never be anything because he is "out of her league".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to tell you that that is ridiculous. Romans 11:34 says "For who has known the mind of the Lord?". God has a specific person for you in mind. His plan does not conform to this world's petty social rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Isaiah there is a passage, ""For my thoughts are not your thoughts, nor are my ways your ways," says the Lord." Isn't it comforting to know that when the world fails us the Lord is not like them? The passage goes on to say, ""For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts higher than your thoughts.""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Christain you are a daughter of the King of kings. You are a princess and that takes you higher then any clique and puts you in the highest of leagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the one you know you're meant to be with can't see past the world's eyes to look into yours then he might not be the one you're meant to be with, but you have to give him a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't write yourself off as a nothing when the God of all creation took the time to breathe you into life. He knows every hair on your head and He has called you by name to be his glorious daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever you are, wherever you are, and wherever you've been you are a daughter of the King. Any guy would be lucky to know you, so never say someone is out of your league...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dreamer~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-706332353351774255?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/706332353351774255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/10/daughters-of-king.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/706332353351774255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/706332353351774255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/10/daughters-of-king.html' title='Daughters of the King'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-5941335055358923461</id><published>2009-10-03T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T11:41:55.672-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreamer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Dreamer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreamer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joy and laughter, tears we cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love and hate and live and die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life should be a beautiful ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes I'm a Dreamer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know your sorrows and your pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you're crying in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My God can make you whole again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes I'm a Dreamer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So live your life and die for love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be a light, show what you're made of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For all your life praise the One above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes I'm a dreamer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;© Akira L, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-5941335055358923461?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/5941335055358923461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/10/dreamer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/5941335055358923461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/5941335055358923461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/10/dreamer.html' title='Dreamer'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-5529047266426315566</id><published>2009-10-03T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T08:15:38.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Addison Road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>Weird Conversation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/SsdqJJC4DqI/AAAAAAAAABg/DRr_FOyW1tk/s1600-h/me%26jenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388392184451436194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/SsdqJJC4DqI/AAAAAAAAABg/DRr_FOyW1tk/s320/me%26jenny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I went to a concert with Addison Road, Sanctus Real, and Jason Gray, and I got the chance to meet Jenny from Addison Road. I asked her to sign the T-shirt I had bought earlier that night and my friend Jessica asked her to sign her forehead but then said she was kidding. Jenny said that someone had actually asked her to sign their forehead before and so wasn't surprised by Jessica's strange request. Jenny also said that at one of her other concerts someone had actually brought her a medical mannequin's arm to sign. She said you could see the fake veins and stuff and that it was kind of gross... O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Dreamer~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-5529047266426315566?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/5529047266426315566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-i-went-to-concert-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/5529047266426315566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/5529047266426315566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-i-went-to-concert-with.html' title='Weird Conversation...'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/SsdqJJC4DqI/AAAAAAAAABg/DRr_FOyW1tk/s72-c/me%26jenny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-8431206223216624555</id><published>2009-09-28T07:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T07:04:04.179-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='signed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pic'/><title type='text'>Signed....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/SsDCGGMm45I/AAAAAAAAAAw/Cm0SYc_5QKY/s1600-h/signed.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386518564333609874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/SsDCGGMm45I/AAAAAAAAAAw/Cm0SYc_5QKY/s320/signed.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been signed... :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-8431206223216624555?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/8431206223216624555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/09/signed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/8431206223216624555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/8431206223216624555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/09/signed.html' title='Signed....'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAL5vJutBn4/SsDCGGMm45I/AAAAAAAAAAw/Cm0SYc_5QKY/s72-c/signed.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-8893827087011140840</id><published>2009-09-27T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T21:06:46.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Never Again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Never Again</title><content type='html'>For my bf Never-Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used to be in love with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you, Never Again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then you broke my heart in two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you, Never Again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I won't cry for you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you, Never Again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To you again I'll never bow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you, Never Again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I say farewell, I say ado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you, Never Again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart I'm taking back from you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you, Never Again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more tears, no more pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more crying in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am finally over you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you, Never Again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;© Akira L, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-8893827087011140840?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/8893827087011140840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/09/never-again.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/8893827087011140840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/8893827087011140840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/09/never-again.html' title='Never Again'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-5898409643864824949</id><published>2009-09-14T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:55:31.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>Hola, Bonjour, Salud, and Hello :)&lt;br /&gt;I figured it was time to post again so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;First of all I have decided to teach myself how to play the piano... haha Nana(my grandmother) has a lot of music and books and stuff for playing the piano and I've really always wanted to learn so right now I'm borrowing a book from that should help me to figure out how to read and write piano music. So far I can play Doe a deer(but only because I figured out how to play it after watching The Muppet Show a few weeks ago) and there's this really cool thing I made up but I haven't written it down because I don't know how to write piano music... (interesting little circle isn't it?).&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I wanted to put down was this passage I've been working with in one of my novels(Diamond Shiner). I think the passage kind of relates to what the whole book is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:1-8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is a time for everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a season for every activity under heaven:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A time to be born and a time to die,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A time to plant and a time to uproot,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A time to kill and a time to heal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A time tear down and a time to build,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A time to weep and a time to laugh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A time to mourn and a time to dance,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A time to embrace and a time to refrain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A time to search and a time to give up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A time to keep and a time to throw away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A time to tear and a time to mend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A time to be silent and a time to speak,&lt;br /&gt;A time to love and a time to hate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A time for war and a time for peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-5898409643864824949?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/5898409643864824949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/09/update.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/5898409643864824949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/5898409643864824949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/09/update.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-3179448509728921567</id><published>2009-09-11T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T07:01:56.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Your Heart's Delight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silent, stealthy, like the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Searching for your heart's delight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Knocking, knocking, open the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's found what you've been waiting for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Open up, let it in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's time to let your life begin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a gift for you, sent from above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've finally found it, it's name is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;© Akira L, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-3179448509728921567?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/3179448509728921567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/09/your-hearts-delight.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/3179448509728921567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/3179448509728921567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/09/your-hearts-delight.html' title='Your Heart&apos;s Delight'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-9008818153069735659</id><published>2009-09-10T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:50:46.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;friend&apos;sie'/><title type='text'>feeding 'friend'sie</title><content type='html'>My mom, the every witty writer, was just telling me how she finally has over a hundred friends on facebook(she and my dad are writers too and they're working on getting connections that might help us get you know published lol). So anyway I'm sitting here at my computer and she's sitting at her's and she chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;"What is it?" I ask, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;"I have 44 friends online to chat."&lt;br /&gt;I wait.&lt;br /&gt;"It's a feeding 'friend'sie."&lt;br /&gt;She laughs.&lt;br /&gt;I laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I blog...&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-9008818153069735659?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/9008818153069735659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/09/feeding-friendsie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/9008818153069735659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/9008818153069735659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/09/feeding-friendsie.html' title='feeding &apos;friend&apos;sie'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-7085572244059069159</id><published>2009-09-10T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:57:58.233-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Strangers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A stranger I am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A stranger to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We used to be friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I don't know what to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or who you are now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or why you started this war&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You ignore me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we pass by each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We used to be friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now you're friends with another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, strangers we are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm a stranger to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We used to be friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now we're strangers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;© Akira L, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-7085572244059069159?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/7085572244059069159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/09/strangers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/7085572244059069159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/7085572244059069159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/09/strangers.html' title='Strangers...'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532493185327818675.post-1797648640821307616</id><published>2009-09-10T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T08:06:26.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intro'/><title type='text'>Welcome...</title><content type='html'>Welcome to my blog Beautiful Dreamer. Let me say before I go any farther that I've never had a blog before so bear with me... Anyway, I guess I'll introduce myself. My name is Akira but here I'll go my The Dreamer. I have loved to write since I was young(though I have yet to master spelling...) and have started a lot of novels (not that I've ever finished any...). I also write poems and I've tried to write songs(keyword - tried). My room I call the black hole because I lose stuff in there even when it's clean(which I'm sure is not as often as my mom would like :p) I suppose some people might say I'm normal(the one's who haven't meet me...). And I'm really into music. I always have some song playing(in my head or otherwise). I also randomly quote movies and books(be afraid be very afraid). I love to read. I think I'm working on about three different books right now(Pride and Prejudice is one of them. I've never read it before but so far it's really good). As you can probably tell by now I talk a lot(or I would if people let me...) I guess that's all I'll burden you with for now...&lt;br /&gt;-The Dreamer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532493185327818675-1797648640821307616?l=akiral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/feeds/1797648640821307616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/1797648640821307616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532493185327818675/posts/default/1797648640821307616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiral.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome.html' title='Welcome...'/><author><name>The Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02980604936782295644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rqdbYDcUck/Tte5Mwss7qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BmB-0u1B6Vk/s220/peasantprincess2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
