<?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-6482741646037779859</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:53:33.573-08:00</updated><category term='don&apos;t care'/><category term='weird'/><category term='Not sorry'/><category term='problems'/><category term='advice'/><category term='fights'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='Hello'/><category term='Bye'/><category term='family'/><title type='text'>Life Slackers</title><subtitle type='html'>The Laziest Blog There Is!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-2529975114069559124</id><published>2011-09-24T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T14:21:02.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t care'/><title type='text'>Here is a thought</title><content type='html'>I won't say much.&lt;br /&gt;1. Didn't post for a long time, don't care, not sorry, don't care&lt;br /&gt;2. Probably won't post for a while, not sorry, don't care&lt;br /&gt;4. I just missed 3, worth it&lt;br /&gt;5. You're checking whether this is 5 or not&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't worry, I'm using the right numbers&lt;br /&gt;7. You're still checking&lt;br /&gt;8. You just checked again&lt;br /&gt;9. And again&lt;br /&gt;3. Here's your 3, happy now?&lt;br /&gt;10. Ok, what was i saying? meh, don't remember, not sorry, don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I just missed 11 ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-2529975114069559124?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/2529975114069559124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2011/09/here-is-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/2529975114069559124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/2529975114069559124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2011/09/here-is-thought.html' title='Here is a thought'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-2761299034286675576</id><published>2011-01-31T06:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T06:49:16.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>There is no Life in souless beings&lt;br /&gt;there is no Life in what we call a stone&lt;br /&gt;But is there something beyond our seeings&lt;br /&gt;Is there something beyond solid domes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no hope for those who cannot Live&lt;br /&gt;there is no mercy in the hearts of the cold&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, what if we are our whole to give&lt;br /&gt;So that we loose ourselves and be tagged as sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sold my soul to the devil&lt;br /&gt;In exchange for some rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am beyond your level&lt;br /&gt;And all i hear is the heaven's chymes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sold my soul to some angel&lt;br /&gt;For the fountain of youth&lt;br /&gt;Just an old archangel&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-2761299034286675576?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/2761299034286675576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2011/01/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/2761299034286675576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/2761299034286675576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2011/01/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-292169708190323175</id><published>2010-09-11T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T02:02:16.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>inspired by Linkin park - the requiem</title><content type='html'>I see distortioned realities through the fires of hell&lt;br /&gt; and the smoke of the sun. Reality is vague, everything is abyss, &lt;br /&gt;what this reality that I truly miss. &lt;br /&gt;Do I live in a stone, do I live in a leaf, &lt;br /&gt;do I live the passions of a kiss. &lt;br /&gt;Is it sincere whats there, the illusion of sin, I&lt;br /&gt;s it really what was, is it real what will be. &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a adream is a way that we follow blindly, &lt;br /&gt;perhaps the road that leads to nowhere, sadly. &lt;br /&gt;Nowhere is here, everywhere is home, &lt;br /&gt;I am nowhere and I want to go home. &lt;br /&gt;For the sins of our father, for the sins of our sons.&lt;br /&gt;May we burn in the fires of our lovely suns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-292169708190323175?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/292169708190323175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2010/09/inspired-by-linkin-park-requiem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/292169708190323175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/292169708190323175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2010/09/inspired-by-linkin-park-requiem.html' title='inspired by Linkin park - the requiem'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-6566817490531301608</id><published>2010-07-15T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T14:39:30.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD vs G[O]D and EVIL vs [D]EVIL</title><content type='html'>Who ever said that Gods are immortals?&lt;br /&gt;That they live forever in a reign between portals&lt;br /&gt;They are human, like any of us&lt;br /&gt;They are history, they also turn to dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who ever said that God is only one?&lt;br /&gt;That one is supreme and it has become&lt;br /&gt;Absolute value above misconceptions&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the answer is within deceptions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an answer to all of these questions&lt;br /&gt;One good answer, no more suggestions&lt;br /&gt;The answers lie somewhere on the shelf&lt;br /&gt;For we are the mortal Gods of the universe within oneself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-6566817490531301608?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/6566817490531301608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-vs-good-and-evil-vs-devil.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6566817490531301608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6566817490531301608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-vs-good-and-evil-vs-devil.html' title='GOOD vs G[O]D and EVIL vs [D]EVIL'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-250879290365754846</id><published>2010-05-05T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T11:51:01.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imi place sa visez</title><content type='html'>Imi place sa visez&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in vis sunt liber&lt;br /&gt;Imi place sa visez&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in vis sunt eu&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in viata e prea greu&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in vis pot sa zbor&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in viata imi e dor&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in vis pot sa iubesc&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in viata, clipe cersesc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi place sa visez&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in vis sunt fericit&lt;br /&gt;Imi place sa visez&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in vis pot sa imbratisez&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in viata, prea des sfidez&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in vis pot necontenit sa zambesc&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in viata, incet,incet tampesc&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in vis, eu pot sa visez&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in viata, nu pot sa traiesc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IliketoDream because in my dreams I'm with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-250879290365754846?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/250879290365754846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2010/05/imi-place-sa-visez.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/250879290365754846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/250879290365754846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2010/05/imi-place-sa-visez.html' title='Imi place sa visez'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-7746458879813099196</id><published>2010-04-11T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:14:40.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate pens</title><content type='html'>I hate pens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never liked pens&lt;br /&gt;And never did pens like me&lt;br /&gt;I always befriended pencils&lt;br /&gt;Charcoal, as grey as it must be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never understood pens&lt;br /&gt;With their short-life ink&lt;br /&gt;I always prefered pencils&lt;br /&gt;With them I color life... white;blue;pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never was a pen&lt;br /&gt;With just one continuous thought&lt;br /&gt;I always lose pencils&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like pencils&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-7746458879813099196?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/7746458879813099196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-hate-pens.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/7746458879813099196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/7746458879813099196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-hate-pens.html' title='I hate pens'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-8724776818436995641</id><published>2010-02-08T05:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T05:26:56.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Angel :x</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;LOVE IS MORE THAN JUST A DREAM&lt;br /&gt;Instant, that’s how love appears&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps randomly from soul to soul.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the entity of being selfish,&lt;br /&gt;Desireful, dreamy, although nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the lost of eternal love calls fears…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instant, that’s how feelings control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lean to the side of one’s mind, to discover the wish:&lt;br /&gt;An ordeal of feelings that only souls caress.&lt;br /&gt;I feel victory, at the sight of reject,&lt;br /&gt;It sets me free endlessly, I vow to protect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet the number of loved ones falls&lt;br /&gt;But only to show how much we miss&lt;br /&gt;How to understand that love calls,&lt;br /&gt;To all those forever lost in abyss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is so much&lt;br /&gt;More than just&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;. . . .&lt;br /&gt;Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hidden so such&lt;br /&gt;One’s mind must&lt;br /&gt;Say:&lt;br /&gt;. . . .&lt;br /&gt;Or so may it seem… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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:x'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-6303141868694094404</id><published>2009-12-12T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T10:05:42.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment for myself</title><content type='html'>Although the blog is sort of "English only" I'll still write this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand singuratatea isi face loc&lt;br /&gt;Printre restul durerilor,&lt;br /&gt;Cand se stinge al luminii foc&lt;br /&gt;Si te pierzi in lumea tacerilor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand singuratatea in inima bate.&lt;br /&gt;Bate? Nu, Loveste!&lt;br /&gt;Simplu te intinzi pe spate&lt;br /&gt;Si te pierzi in neant, orbeste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te trezesti inconjurat de societate&lt;br /&gt;Ce par doar simple umbre,&lt;br /&gt;Printre idealurile candva in etate...&lt;br /&gt;Acum sumbre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand singuratatea isi face loc&lt;br /&gt;Printre pierdute amintiri,&lt;br /&gt;Cand dispare al lumii foc&lt;br /&gt;Si totul devine nemuriri...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-6303141868694094404?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/6303141868694094404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/12/moment-for-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6303141868694094404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6303141868694094404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/12/moment-for-myself.html' title='A moment for myself'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-1462159665159632235</id><published>2009-12-11T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T08:29:43.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH YEAA</title><content type='html'>Guess what?! Sheldon Time! For news, information, meetings and comic purchases visit &lt;a href="http://www.sheldoncomics.com/"&gt;SheldonComics&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sheldoncomics.com/strips/sd091211.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sheldoncomics.com/strips/sd091211.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-1462159665159632235?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/1462159665159632235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-yeaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/1462159665159632235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/1462159665159632235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-yeaa.html' title='OH YEAA'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-5997245396258617525</id><published>2009-12-06T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T03:20:25.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't try this!</title><content type='html'>I dare you not to see what &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1260098304238"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.220.ro/5979YAGxw8/Jos-Textila"&gt;This Link&lt;/a&gt; is about!&lt;br /&gt;C'mon! I know you want to click this link, it's porn, or maybe it isn't! It could be inadequate! OMG! Maybe it's scaaarryyy! Maybe it's an episode from Happy Tree Friends?!&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you try &lt;a href="http://www.220.ro/5979YAGxw8/Jos-Textila"&gt;this Link?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't do it if you are under 18! Parent control advised!!!&lt;br /&gt;Don't !&lt;br /&gt;Ok, do it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-5997245396258617525?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/5997245396258617525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-try-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/5997245396258617525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/5997245396258617525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-try-this.html' title='Don&apos;t try this!'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-1084209363845533894</id><published>2009-12-06T03:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T03:11:59.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw it</title><content type='html'>Screw the previous post, i'm not sorry anymore :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-1084209363845533894?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/1084209363845533894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/12/screw-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/1084209363845533894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/1084209363845533894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/12/screw-it.html' title='Screw it'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-2793925942162139159</id><published>2009-12-05T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T10:28:20.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Note</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not posting&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not answering&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not being what others expect me to be&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not meeting expectations&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for skipping over people requests&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not finding the will in me to do everything put in front of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the fact that I'm a little lazy&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for causing trouble to some&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not being sorry enough&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for moving on too quick&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not staying back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for everything i never did&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-2793925942162139159?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/2793925942162139159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/12/note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/2793925942162139159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/2793925942162139159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/12/note.html' title='Note'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-4589253936070412676</id><published>2009-11-29T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T04:35:41.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Stars: *****</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzuK9jsKG-g/SPylv2UDo7I/AAAAAAAAFQw/GCwpIf3hGjM/s1600/black" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzuK9jsKG-g/SPylv2UDo7I/AAAAAAAAFQw/GCwpIf3hGjM/s320/black" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;I thought, I thought I got her... no,'It'. I got 'It' out of my system, 'It' was just a phase! and I keep telling myself that! Nothing real, just a phase; Just A Phase! But how can that be true if 'It' is back?! Maybe 'It' was just asleep? Somewhere deep, somewhere out of reach, even for my soul. Hidden, in My heart: a place where even I can't dig. So 'It' was asleep... how?... and.... Why? What did I do to put 'It' to sleep? Because now that I&amp;nbsp; remember everything 'It' put me through, i don't understand why 'It' left. I didn't really do anything, no super-something happened to me to shake my emotional being, or, maybe something did.... 'It' hurt me, 'It' played games with "me?". Was that evenme? How could I be so stupid back then?? Well, if that was "me" then who is 'I'? What changed "me" into 'I' ? Did 'It' hurt me so much that "me" died and 'I' was born? Perhaps, because that is what you get when you realize that all your emotional foundation was a bluff... yep, bluff, cause I can't think of another word for what she... 'It' did to me. And now, 'It' is back, like a disease, eating me inside out, 'I' was sure I put 'It' behind me, and that "me" was gone, but "me" is still in me, 'I' was just a mask...&lt;br /&gt;I love 'It', but I HATE 'IT' MORE! I don't want those feelings!!! Why can't it all just leave me alone?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-4589253936070412676?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/4589253936070412676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/5-stars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/4589253936070412676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/4589253936070412676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/5-stars.html' title='5 Stars: *****'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzuK9jsKG-g/SPylv2UDo7I/AAAAAAAAFQw/GCwpIf3hGjM/s72-c/black' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-929032857297091205</id><published>2009-11-24T11:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:16:53.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short WW 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Warning: This is for those who understand GAMER SLANG only! But it FRIKKIN ROCKS THOUGH!!! =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.creepygif.com/image.php?i=429" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.creepygif.com/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;image.php?i=429&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-929032857297091205?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/929032857297091205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/short-ww-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/929032857297091205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/929032857297091205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/short-ww-2.html' title='Short WW 2'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-8711014558205553908</id><published>2009-11-24T08:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T08:49:57.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://morph.cs.st-andrews.ac.uk/Transformer/uploads/phpWZ1XaU.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://morph.cs.st-andrews.ac.uk/Transformer/uploads/phpWZ1XaU.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BEHOLD!! The MANGA ME! (in my defense, the pic had a low resolution :D )&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of: &lt;a href="http://morph.cs.st-andrews.ac.uk/"&gt;The Face Transformer &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-8711014558205553908?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/8711014558205553908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/behold-manga-me-in-my-defense-pic-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/8711014558205553908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/8711014558205553908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/behold-manga-me-in-my-defense-pic-had.html' title=''/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-6241649898281400387</id><published>2009-11-20T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T09:28:26.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, even question have doubts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://451heat.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/question-mark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://451heat.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/question-mark.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Why must feelings feel so strong?&lt;br /&gt;Can't it leave?! Stay, but not for long...&lt;br /&gt;What?Why? should I feel, i'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Is it loneliness, nope, love, no idea, but there is no cure!&lt;br /&gt;Could you tell me, who to do?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe better... what Not To!&lt;br /&gt;I felt this before, but the memory is fading, i don't remember&lt;br /&gt;I feel, somehow, much too close to one's December&lt;br /&gt;Do I think? Or maybe it's my heart&lt;br /&gt;that hurts, exploding apart&lt;br /&gt;it liquefies, my body is prey&lt;br /&gt;of a feeling, perhaps no one can explain&lt;br /&gt;Can you...? Can You...?.... Stay?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-6241649898281400387?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/6241649898281400387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-even-question-have-doubts.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6241649898281400387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6241649898281400387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-even-question-have-doubts.html' title='Sometimes, even question have doubts'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-5084137632602638958</id><published>2009-11-19T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:06:04.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Soul</title><content type='html'>I don't know why i write this, this could be something intimate, but i guess i trust my blog, yeah, i do trust my blog, because it can listen, has ears all over the world, and maybe this way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle, Disc, perhaps Moon...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure, fixed my eyes, still too soon&lt;br /&gt;White, or Gray, Silvery-Blue&lt;br /&gt;Ray of light which none can undo&lt;br /&gt;I Want to hold&lt;br /&gt;More will to mold&lt;br /&gt;Up There, in the Blue&lt;br /&gt;Disc of infinity, perhaps Moon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-5084137632602638958?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/5084137632602638958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/broken-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/5084137632602638958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/5084137632602638958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/broken-soul.html' title='Broken Soul'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-7527743290997776959</id><published>2009-11-15T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T12:28:47.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake UP!</title><content type='html'>Found this question on Facebook: If you could wake up tomorrow anywhere in the world, where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;It's a rather tricky question, well, I think i would wake up in Hawaii, or maybe somewhere in the Indian Ocean, also on an island, with warm water, and beaches, and stuff :)&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-7527743290997776959?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/7527743290997776959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/wake-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/7527743290997776959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/7527743290997776959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/wake-up.html' title='Wake UP!'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-5695582055087573217</id><published>2009-11-13T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T12:35:28.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Also SMART :)</title><content type='html'>Thanks to a post on a blog i use to read i was able to find that I "enter" the 2% of the global population that are able to solve Einstein's Riddle ( &lt;a href="http://www.bahabuha.com/tests/109-esti-destept.html"&gt;The riddle in romanian&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.manbottle.com/trivia/einstein_s_riddle"&gt;Riddle in English&lt;/a&gt;), it is said that the rest 98% can;t solve it. Well, can YOU solve it? post an answer if you can :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-5695582055087573217?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/5695582055087573217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-also-smart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/5695582055087573217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/5695582055087573217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-also-smart.html' title='I&apos;m Also SMART :)'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-5515626717716819410</id><published>2009-11-09T03:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T06:22:29.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT THE FUCK?!</title><content type='html'>Seriously? WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;Kerri-luv-wif-u says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Googgle iz nufin if yu got a fox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; annipuss says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Congrats, Kerri! Ur nawt sekund offen seamz 2 sho up affer Ai fink Ai haz got teh tawp spot!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; o&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kerri-luv-wif-u says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yu iz hards tu beet annipuss :) yu gots fazt fingerz&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; +&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kerri-luv-wif-u says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ai gots bak frum wurk jus in tyme tu ;)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; #&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; gremlin says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Congrats, Kerri-luv! Yoo is on teh verreh tawp of teh LOL! Way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kerri-luv-wif-u says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *luks down frum teh top* dats a lawng wai down *getts liddle dizzeh* afinkso ai nawt luk down enymore&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; o&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; gremlin says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *nods* I has seen this befoar, this FearOfOhaiPlaces. Pleez nawt to luk down and yoo’ll be OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *gits peeplol-catchy-thing reddy, justin case*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *puts up warning sines arownd teh area, also justin case*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also see:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-offense.html"&gt;No offense&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-5515626717716819410?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/5515626717716819410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-fuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/5515626717716819410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/5515626717716819410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-fuck.html' title='WHAT THE FUCK?!'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-7542856421455947486</id><published>2009-11-09T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T02:55:15.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slefishness</title><content type='html'>Recently, i had a talk with a friend, about "selfishness".&lt;br /&gt;First of all, what is selfishness, is it the act of taking everything for yourself, without ever giving in return? Or is the act of being a total dork and never caring for someone else?&lt;br /&gt;Some people define selfish as self-centered, or maybe selfish as in jerk but there are things deeper in what concerns the act of being selfish.&lt;br /&gt;We all are selfish in a way right? We want something, even a candy, in that moment we are selfish, because we think of our own "good" and disregarding the fact that maybe someone else will want the same candy in the near future, but yet we take that candy, eat it, and go on, without ever thinking about what i just said. And that is normal, because we are not fore tellers, no one is. That is one side of the selfishness, the "there is no way i could have known" part. How about the "I knew and still did it" part? This is a bad selfishness, because you are consciousnessly causing pain, suffering, disappointment to other people, but this side sometimes has remorse, which make you "confess" to yourself or to some other person about what you did. The worst part of selfishness is "I knew, I did, I don't care", this is the self-centered, self-loving, disregardful bastard that infiltrates in our society, the jerk we all talk about when we get home, the, the... ugh.. well you got the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the bad part of selfish, how about the good part? Is it good to be selfish? To take some things for yourself? Of course, there are things that you should have, or ask for, you are not a infinite "free candy" basket that you can find in the doctor's office. It is absolutely normal to be as selfish, to want things, but yet, one shouldn't forget about the fact that there are others around him or her. Isn't it love that is at the foundation of our society? As the "Me and the universe around me" book says, "We give because we want to receive, we love because we want to be loved, we smile because we want to see others smile, we are because others wanted us to be" We live in a world of "others", and those others are as selfish as you are, maybe even more, so you can't always give, take, be selfish, live happily, but don't forget to share :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-7542856421455947486?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/7542856421455947486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/slefishness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/7542856421455947486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/7542856421455947486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/slefishness.html' title='Slefishness'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-6033532001474011073</id><published>2009-11-06T05:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T12:41:47.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss</title><content type='html'>I miss... I miss a lot of persons.. I miss my brother, I miss my friends who changed schools, I miss a few neigbours, I miss my ability to make people smile again, I miss the comfort that some people felt when they were around me, I miss my days of "innocence" as a child, I miss the love I never had, I miss the kiss I never shared, I miss the sound of my thoughts!&amp;nbsp; I miss myself!&lt;br /&gt;PS: Dati un click pe pisica :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-6033532001474011073?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/6033532001474011073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6033532001474011073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6033532001474011073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss.html' title='I Miss'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-8782527476632910128</id><published>2009-11-04T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T12:42:28.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pyramid?</title><content type='html'>Three&lt;br /&gt;Why three?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe nr means&lt;br /&gt;Something beyond use&lt;br /&gt;Undye the colour of the sky&lt;br /&gt;LOST! The ink bottle, sky blue, deep,&lt;br /&gt;I think i found it, deeper in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But not hidden, nor surafacely&lt;br /&gt;Lost in a buble, champagne&lt;br /&gt;But only one, clarity, fog&lt;br /&gt;Wait, smoke, fiery end&lt;br /&gt;I miss, maybe&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you&lt;br /&gt;Blue..&lt;br /&gt;PS: Dati un click pe pisica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-8782527476632910128?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/8782527476632910128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/pyramid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/8782527476632910128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/8782527476632910128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/pyramid.html' title='Pyramid?'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-711273282731225731</id><published>2009-11-03T06:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T06:38:59.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booredoom</title><content type='html'>BooreDooM! I'm so bored i could take up smoking, start driking, steal a car, go and swear in front of a police officer, go out and start singing opera, Open the Mathbook! I'm so frikkin bored that i could even go outside play with the ball, youtube something like origami ducks or whatever, clean the registry, go through all the installed programs, sort the movies in the "temp" folder, i'm so frikkin bored that i'm gonna clean up in my room!&lt;br /&gt;BoreDOOM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-711273282731225731?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/711273282731225731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/booredoom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/711273282731225731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/711273282731225731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/booredoom.html' title='Booredoom'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-6627101857686733158</id><published>2009-10-31T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T05:22:30.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O10HGNOkyIk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song, really made me think about... about... many things, like...quarrels between people, like wishes that don't come true because of the lack of self motivation, things that surround us, fake ideals, ideals inserted in our head by those very needs that we face every day, not ideals that were born out of dreams, but ideals born out of despair, by instincts like the&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;self-preservation &lt;/span&gt;one...&lt;br /&gt;A fake world, filled with fake dreams... plastic... a world.... Made in China...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-6627101857686733158?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/6627101857686733158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/10/fake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6627101857686733158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6627101857686733158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/10/fake.html' title='Fake'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-2802838814657657160</id><published>2009-10-30T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T08:07:31.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese and Beer</title><content type='html'>I am literally never ever gonna combine cheese with beer again! EVER! Because, the mix sounds good, at start, but when they start to react it's something like a civil war between fats and alcohol inside you, and the worst part is that you don't know who the winner is because they change the battlefield to something more interesting like the floor or the toilet (sometimes your jacket, tie and shoes), oh wait, that's not the worst part, that's the best, the worst part is that you have to clean up after it...&lt;br /&gt;Kids, don't try this anywhere else outside your home, cuz the results are still unknown&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Wyx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-2802838814657657160?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/2802838814657657160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/10/cheese-and-beer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/2802838814657657160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/2802838814657657160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/10/cheese-and-beer.html' title='Cheese and Beer'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-4999116463190313001</id><published>2009-10-26T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T05:53:41.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To continue</title><content type='html'>[This is the weirdo-geeky part] &lt;br /&gt;From physics class i know that G=mg, so the force that pulls down something is equal to it's mass x 10 N/kg, so the gravitational force is ten times bigger than your current mass. Ye ye, I'm smart, you don't have to cheer for me! I said don't! Ok, ok if you insist, please go on! I said CHEER!... :( anyway...&lt;br /&gt;[Now the abstractly-weird-stupid-grotesquely-depressed part comes in! I said CHEER for the abstractly-weird-stu.. u get the ideea ]&lt;br /&gt;Why sometimes, when&amp;nbsp; you let of something, it must fall at a great speed? Indeed... it is harder to raise something, harder to lift than to let  go, easier to let someone down than to earn his/her trust. But what do you have from letting people down? If giving up is 10 times easier than to try, why do we keep trying? Because we are humans, we tend to earn each others trust, we tend to have friends, and most important, we tend to help each other, more or less!&lt;br /&gt;Defy the laws of physics by more often lifting people up from dirt, rather than letting your friends fall into it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-4999116463190313001?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/4999116463190313001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-continue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/4999116463190313001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/4999116463190313001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-continue.html' title='To continue'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-6896009568677480203</id><published>2009-10-21T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T10:35:54.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liquid</title><content type='html'>Fire, yet liquid, burning yet putting out it's own flame! why? why would it burn against itself? Isn't the purpose of fire to spread out, gulping everything in it's path? the why would it mold like water while burning a small piece of paper? Acting like something different, opposite of it's nature, moving from side to side of the bowl, just like water inside a glass that has been tilted... Is it that everything we know is more that it shows? What if fire is actually something more than just a chemical reaction, more that just heat and light? What if, fire has a soul, molding itself after the closest soul to it, taking it's shape, stealing that persons wishes and dreams, turning them to ashes, together with everything under it. Fire, yet something different from what we are used to, a small flame, liquid fire, it's real, it's inside...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-6896009568677480203?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/6896009568677480203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/10/liquid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6896009568677480203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6896009568677480203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/10/liquid.html' title='Liquid'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-667952885694115039</id><published>2009-10-19T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T06:23:49.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No offense</title><content type='html'>No offense, but this i think is one of the LAMEST poetry i have ever seen, if it hadn't been written by Shakespeare it would have never been published!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Crabbed&amp;nbsp;age&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;youth&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Crabbed age and youth cannot live together:&lt;br /&gt;Youth is full of [pleasance]&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;, age is full of care;&lt;br /&gt;Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather;&lt;br /&gt;Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare.&lt;br /&gt;Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short;&lt;br /&gt;Youth is nimble, age is lame;&lt;br /&gt;Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold;&lt;br /&gt;Youth is wild, and age is tame.&lt;br /&gt;Age, I do abhor thee; youth, I do adore thee;&lt;br /&gt;O, my love, my love is young!&lt;br /&gt;Age, I do defy thee: O, sweet shepherd, hie thee,&lt;br /&gt;For methinks thou stay'st too long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;[Linked from &lt;a href="http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-fuck.html"&gt;What THE FUCK?!&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-667952885694115039?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/667952885694115039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-offense.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/667952885694115039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/667952885694115039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-offense.html' title='No offense'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-5530215572946193431</id><published>2009-10-19T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T07:02:20.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inima</title><content type='html'>Ma doare inima si nu stiu de ce...&lt;br /&gt;Am calcat pe ea cred&lt;br /&gt;The color of love, like blood, is red&lt;br /&gt;MA doare inima, si nu stiu de ce....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-5530215572946193431?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/5530215572946193431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/10/inima.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/5530215572946193431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/5530215572946193431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/10/inima.html' title='Inima'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-6877334048079206755</id><published>2009-09-10T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:50:24.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Defense omg!</title><content type='html'>Today i came from school earlier and had the chance to see the police roaming around our&amp;nbsp;neighborhood, apparently, 3 masked men entered a house and tied up a child and a woman, or smth like that. I don't really know why they did it, if they were armed or no, but stealing seemed one of their priorities. Well, just in case, i went to the garage and brought the baseball bat and my unsharpened katana :)), just in case. I mean, i'm pretty worried, what if those psychos decide to target my house? But, if they have no firearms, they are kind of screwed, 400 episodes of&amp;nbsp;Japanese&amp;nbsp;anime with swords and stuff kind of polished my skills in wielding weapons, lets just hope i won't have to use them in real life :D&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;br /&gt;WyX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-6877334048079206755?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/6877334048079206755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/self-defense-omg.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6877334048079206755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6877334048079206755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/self-defense-omg.html' title='Self-Defense omg!'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-4545429072333766018</id><published>2009-09-09T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T07:36:08.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheldon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Guess what? Sheldon!! if you want to see the news, releases, and book offers visit&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sheldoncomics.com/" style="color: #de7008;"&gt;http://sheldoncomics.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sheldoncomics.com/strips/sd090909.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sheldoncomics.com/strips/sd090909.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-4545429072333766018?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/4545429072333766018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheldon_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/4545429072333766018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/4545429072333766018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheldon_09.html' title='Sheldon'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-1847062237694213331</id><published>2009-09-09T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T07:35:00.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trademarks 2</title><content type='html'>Same subject again, only that this time i saw shoes with the Armani sign but was written: Georgio Amanda xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-1847062237694213331?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/1847062237694213331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/trademarks-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/1847062237694213331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/1847062237694213331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/trademarks-2.html' title='Trademarks 2'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-8548350490532070051</id><published>2009-09-08T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T10:00:24.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our galaxy</title><content type='html'>I just calculated the perimeter of the disc that our galaxy describes around the center of the galaxy, it's about 12.77 x 10 at the power of 17 kilometers, or that can be written as:&lt;br /&gt;1277000000000000000 km, this should give you a better ideea :))&lt;br /&gt;it's like, oh my god! and that's not it, our explorers can view an area that is equal to 12&amp;nbsp;billion&amp;nbsp;light-years around us, and that is really OH MY GOD! we are sooooo tiny, and also, quite meaningless :(&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;br /&gt;WyX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-8548350490532070051?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/8548350490532070051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-galaxy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/8548350490532070051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/8548350490532070051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-galaxy.html' title='Our galaxy'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-3737070144247972749</id><published>2009-09-08T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T07:51:53.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheldon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Guess what? Sheldon!! if you want to see the news, releases, and book offers visit&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sheldoncomics.com/" style="color: #de7008;"&gt;http://sheldoncomics.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sheldoncomics.com/strips/sd090908.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sheldoncomics.com/strips/sd090908.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-3737070144247972749?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/3737070144247972749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheldon_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/3737070144247972749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/3737070144247972749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheldon_08.html' title='Sheldon'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-1598816418780898486</id><published>2009-09-07T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T06:38:29.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy reunion :)</title><content type='html'>Well, today was a nice day, because first of all, i had absolutely no problems at school, except my class master nagging about my uniform again, and second, my good friend Daniel came back from the seaside, and, i can't really explain the feeling that you get when you see someone about who you really care, but haven't seen them for a long time, it's like, a moment of pure happiness, in which you are ready to do almost anything, and i'm sure that at least some of you have experienced this feeling or reunion :D&lt;br /&gt;In other news, i got the phone number of a girl who i met in the bus today, i think her name is Alina, but i'm not sure though :D&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;br /&gt;WyX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-1598816418780898486?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/1598816418780898486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-reunion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/1598816418780898486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/1598816418780898486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-reunion.html' title='Happy reunion :)'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-4832751962511562917</id><published>2009-09-07T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T05:45:35.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheldon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Here is the today's release of Sheldon, if you want to see the news, releases, and book offers visit&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sheldoncomics.com/" style="color: #de7008;"&gt;http://sheldoncomics.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sheldoncomics.com/strips/sd090907.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sheldoncomics.com/strips/sd090907.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;To make this clearer: Boolean (works as True or False for a result, ex: 2&amp;lt;4 = True) is something connected with programming; search string means a option or a line added in a program to make search available (i think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-4832751962511562917?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/4832751962511562917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheldon_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/4832751962511562917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/4832751962511562917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheldon_07.html' title='Sheldon'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-6143629212297155618</id><published>2009-09-06T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T07:08:25.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up Beat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thegameslist.com/game/77/Up_Beat"&gt;Up Beat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best flash game i have ever played!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-6143629212297155618?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.thegameslist.com/game/77/Up_Beat' title='Up Beat'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/6143629212297155618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/up-beat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6143629212297155618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6143629212297155618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/up-beat.html' title='Up Beat'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-6758444935845881350</id><published>2009-09-06T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:11:35.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheldon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Here is the today's release of Sheldon, if you want to see the news, releases, and book offers visit&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sheldoncomics.com/" style="color: #de7008;"&gt;http://sheldoncomics.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;PS: Sunday editions are normal Sheldons but in&amp;nbsp;colors&amp;nbsp;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sheldoncomics.com/strips/sd090906.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sheldoncomics.com/strips/sd090906.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;PPS: sorry that yesterday i didn't submit any "normal" posts, was kind of "out of inspiration" ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-6758444935845881350?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/6758444935845881350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheldon_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6758444935845881350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6758444935845881350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheldon_06.html' title='Sheldon'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-1254358456953704509</id><published>2009-09-05T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T06:34:36.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Danny</title><content type='html'>Something quite weird happened today, someone called and said that he wants to talk to Petrov "something" (didn't hear who), and said that his name is Danny, and hung up. I wonder who is he, and why exactly did &amp;nbsp;he call me?&lt;br /&gt;But the weird part is, where did he get my home number? From what i&amp;nbsp;remember, i submitted it only to view the price of a Japanese training course, and perhaps somewhere in my Google profile, that's about it. Maybe he's a friend of someone? I'm kinda worried...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-1254358456953704509?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/1254358456953704509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/danny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/1254358456953704509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/1254358456953704509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/danny.html' title='Danny'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-3849406260386071592</id><published>2009-09-05T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T03:45:56.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheldon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Here is the today's release of Sheldon, if you want to see the news, releases, and book offers visit&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sheldoncomics.com/" style="color: #de7008;"&gt;http://sheldoncomics.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Ps: Saturday editions are something with space and aliens, usually something different every week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sheldoncomics.com/strips/sd090905.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sheldoncomics.com/strips/sd090905.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sheldoncomics.com/strips/sd090904.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://sheldoncomics.com/strips/sd090904.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-2744482423644953505?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/2744482423644953505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheldon_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/2744482423644953505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/2744482423644953505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheldon_04.html' title='Sheldon'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-4009667900802470486</id><published>2009-09-04T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T05:44:17.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Originality and trademarks</title><content type='html'>For those of you who don't know yet, i live in Moldova rep. of, a country where the concept of Original Trademark is very undeveloped, so don't be surprised if you walk on the street and see&amp;nbsp;footwear&amp;nbsp;with the logo: Adibas or Abidas.&lt;br /&gt;We are already used to fakes for Adidas (Adibas, Abidas, Abibas) or for Puma (Puna, Spuma, Mupa). People who don't know, or better said, don't&amp;nbsp;realize&amp;nbsp;the concept of designer clothing don't even pay attention to it, it's on sale for 5$, it's good enough for me, most people think, but most often, the fakes are sold as originals, and at a pretty high price, not realizing what you buy, might even end up with sole-less snickers after 2 weeks of wearing them, or the logo falling off your t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;So, today, on my way home, i saw something that amused me beyond normal jokes, i even laughed right in the middle of the street, because i saw the most original combination of clothes ever! (oh, forgot to mention, in Moldova, people with taste in clothing are not that many, so you often see stupid combinations, but this one, really knocked me off my feet :) )&lt;br /&gt;It was a guy, about 17 years old who was wearing the following:&lt;br /&gt;A white hat with every car logo you can possibly imagine, and most of them drawn wrong&lt;br /&gt;A dark grey t-shirt with the logo: Bugo Hoss&lt;br /&gt;Pink rubber bracelet : Adidas&lt;br /&gt;Shorts, which were on sale in the middle of July for about 10$ and half the city has at least one pair of them&lt;br /&gt;Long white sock&lt;br /&gt;And here come the&amp;nbsp;stupidest&amp;nbsp;part of all this, this is what actually made me start this topic:&lt;br /&gt;He wore, low dunks, on which was proudly written, in huge bold letters:&lt;br /&gt;Kalvim Clein&lt;br /&gt;Original Collection&lt;br /&gt;When i saw this wonder of fashion, i was like: LOOOOOOOOOL, Oh my GOOOD, HAHAHAHAHAHA, NO&amp;nbsp;FREAKING&amp;nbsp;WAY!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;br /&gt;WyX&lt;br /&gt;Ps: I'm still laughing =)))))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-4009667900802470486?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/4009667900802470486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/originality-and-trademarks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/4009667900802470486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/4009667900802470486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/originality-and-trademarks.html' title='Originality and trademarks'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-2373574119757799040</id><published>2009-09-03T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T06:38:03.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheldon</title><content type='html'>Ok, so here the fun part of today starts :)&lt;br /&gt;I will begin posting Sheldon Comic strips every day, from the sheldoncomics.com by Dave Kellet. It's a fun strip and here is a short review of the strip: A 10 year old kid named Sheldon became a billionaire by creating a software that speeds up&amp;nbsp;internet, he made some sort of device that made a duck able to talk and the duck should be some sort of wikipedia, so it also thinks and contemplates on all kinds of stuff, the duck "adopted" a lizard and only he can understand what the lizard says, the comic only displays "Squee's" and emotion, thus showing us what the characters think and feel. Sheldon lives with his&amp;nbsp;grandfather, who is a old-fashioned man, likes coffee and is a little bit gross. Here is the review, enjoy the comic :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sheldoncomics.com/strips/sd090903.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://sheldoncomics.com/strips/sd090903.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-2373574119757799040?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/2373574119757799040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheldon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/2373574119757799040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/2373574119757799040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheldon.html' title='Sheldon'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-6384892993355063715</id><published>2009-09-03T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T03:50:07.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My class</title><content type='html'>Hi, wassup, so here are the latest news, i officially have no good friends in my new class, well, i'm friends with everyone but good friends, no. Now i actually realized what it means to be alone and have no one to talk to during the brake, and stuff like this...&lt;br /&gt;My best friends are either in another class either in Romania (Vasea who i mentioned in my first post is the one who is going in Romania), soooo, yeeaaa, im kinda lonely atm :(, and my head hurts :( , and and and :))&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so like, no fun events today, oh wait, remmbered, i also played basketball today, alone, and got some sort of stupid muscle pain, jumped to grab the hoop and didn't quite work out :) ....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was so used to them that i can't get over it, well, time heals them all, and it's not that bad :)&lt;br /&gt;New beginning, new people, new friends :)&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;br /&gt;WyX&lt;br /&gt;PS: Today sucked&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-6384892993355063715?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/6384892993355063715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-wassup-so-here-are-latest-news-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6384892993355063715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6384892993355063715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-wassup-so-here-are-latest-news-i.html' title='My class'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-6069435239498549838</id><published>2009-09-02T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T05:12:51.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb people nagging</title><content type='html'>Ok, today was my second day of school! Yay for me! :)) Anyway, yesterday my class master told me that we are not allowed to wear shirts that are not white, mine was a sort of pink, well anyway, i argued about it for about 30 seconds (was useless though), then told her (class master is a woman) that the next day i will come in a white shirt, well, actually, i have only 1 white shirt and it's brand new, it was a&amp;nbsp;Christmas&amp;nbsp;gift or something, so must be kind of expensive and i don't want to wear at school, so i found some of my older brother's shirts and one of them actually was good enough to wear at school ;) but it wasn't just white, it had some sort of design on it, but in rest, it was white, well, gave it a shot, ironed it, and put it on this morning and here the stupid part begins:&lt;br /&gt;This morning we had to skip first two lessons because our history teacher still hasn't come back, so the whole class was sitting on the benches outside, and the class master comes, looks at us, passes by me about three or four times, and doesn't say anything but later, all of us were in the corridor waiting to enter the classroom and she stopped in front of me and started nagging about the fact that my shirt isn't "normal", that i don't have my&amp;nbsp;sack coat, don't have a tie, nagged about my necklace and most important, she did this to me while the headmaster was passing by, well of course a case of 'teacher vs student' will attract headmaster's attention and he entered the "discussion" too, saying stuff like : we barely started the year and they are already making problems; and stupid stuff like this.&lt;br /&gt;I was so mad at her at that moment i felt like i could freaking strangle her in front of everyone, if she really had something against my outfit why didn't she say it outside? Made a scene,&amp;nbsp;embarrassed me in front of the school headmaster, i mean, it feels like she did it on&amp;nbsp;purpose, stupid bitch...&lt;br /&gt;Well, she's dumb, she nagged, got me in trouble, now i have to wear my only white shirt every day at school, i freaking hate her!&lt;br /&gt;WyX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-6069435239498549838?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/6069435239498549838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/dumb-people-nagging.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6069435239498549838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6069435239498549838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/dumb-people-nagging.html' title='Dumb people nagging'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-731838384063135346</id><published>2009-09-01T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T04:12:11.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day :)</title><content type='html'>Yay! I can't believe i'm finally in high school, i mean like, omg! I Am in High School, new life starts today and i can proudly say that this was the best 1st of&amp;nbsp;September&amp;nbsp;in my life! New friends, well, not that new, i know most of them because they were simply in a different class, well, i have great classmates, nice girls, kinda smart i think, all the dumb transferred to the C class (i'm in B) :)), well anyway, at least they know how to flirt ;)&lt;br /&gt;So, as i was saying, nice classmates, nice school, and i'm not too bad (i think xD ), i hope this is a start to new adventures and new posts for this blog :)&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;br /&gt;WyX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-731838384063135346?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/731838384063135346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/731838384063135346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/731838384063135346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day.html' title='First day :)'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-1749023220434716451</id><published>2009-08-31T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T13:08:35.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dorks and stuff</title><content type='html'>Here are a few question to help you in finding out as accurately as possible how fun was your friend's summer vacation:&lt;br /&gt;1. How many anime's did u watch/started watching this summer&lt;br /&gt;a. 2 or 3 (he still has a life)&lt;br /&gt;b. 4 or 5 (he sat at home most of the time)&lt;br /&gt;c. more than 6 (he watched anime all day long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did u get wasted?&lt;br /&gt;a. Once or twice (he/she didn't get much action)&lt;br /&gt;b. Several times (might sometimes be counted as 1, depends on how honest he/she is; had some nice time)&lt;br /&gt;c. MANY times (he/she had a great time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sea side/ summer camp (dorky ones don't count :) )&lt;br /&gt;a. Once (little action)&lt;br /&gt;b. Twice (nice action)&lt;br /&gt;d. Three times (he's crazy..., unless it's seaside! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did u read any books?&lt;br /&gt;a. One (parents made him to read)&lt;br /&gt;b. Two or three (half parents half interest)&lt;br /&gt;d. More than 5 (he's kinda dorky, didn't get much fun )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Dates?&lt;br /&gt;a. One (poor guy/girl)&lt;br /&gt;b. Two or three (nice)&lt;br /&gt;c. Lol, many (omg, he/she is frikkin craaazy :), nice going!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Did u miss school?&lt;br /&gt;a. Yes ( either loves u guyz, either has a great times at school)&lt;br /&gt;b. Kind of (he doesn't give a rats ass about most of you, but still cares about some)&lt;br /&gt;c. Nope ( he totally doesn't give a rats ass about any of you, kick his ass!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this helped&lt;br /&gt;WyX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-1749023220434716451?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/1749023220434716451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/08/dorks-and-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/1749023220434716451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/1749023220434716451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/08/dorks-and-stuff.html' title='Dorks and stuff'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-3581031964943936130</id><published>2009-08-31T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T09:40:50.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>Haircut</title><content type='html'>Today, August 31st i officially got a haircut after 3 months of getting none xD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, i sat in that scary chair, and said: i would like you to cut only very little of my hair, cuz i want to see how much it can grow(considering that i had never, ever let my hair grow wild).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, after 15 mins of her cutting almost nothing i realized: OMG, THIS LOOKS SOOOOOO NERDY; i had like a ton of hair on the top of my head, kind of short hair on the sides and it looked like she put a cauldron on my head and just cut around it, i've like never seen anything so weird and dumb, EVER!!; so i tell her: Nah, just give me the ususal, this is waaaaaay out of my league :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, from desire to have long hair i risked getting the worst Haircut EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, guyz, just stick to your usual haircut, trying new ones usually makes it worse! (it's guaranteed to work in most cases ;P )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WyX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-3581031964943936130?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/3581031964943936130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/08/haircut.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/3581031964943936130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/3581031964943936130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/08/haircut.html' title='Haircut'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-4086357834564261427</id><published>2009-08-30T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T12:52:14.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fights'/><title type='text'>Family stuff )</title><content type='html'>Ok, so today on my way back from grandma i had some sort of a fight with my parents in the car. It all started like: I would like to take a foreign language, something like Japanese; somehow jumped to: I need to check what copybooks i need for school (this is when the fight started, stuff about how irresponsible i am, how i don't take care of stuff until last minute, things like that) and ended with: I DON'T WANT TO HEAR: I'M SURE THAT THE 10'TH "B" CLASS IS PROFILED AS MATHEMATICAL, I WANT TO HEAR: I AM ABSOLUTELY SURE THAT 10'TH B (BLA BLA BLA), YOU SHOULD HAVE ASKED THE SECRETARY, CHECKED WITH (BLA BLA BLA, DON'T REMMEMBER).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, anyway, what i want to say is that if parents yell at you for some reasons that seem absurd to you (the fact that class A and B are going to have mathematical profile was confirmed before the end of last school year), the best thing to do, is to just agree with them and say: i'm sorry, i won't do it again, i will be more responsible, stuff like this, almost sure to work, on any parent, no matter how angry they are at that moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try it if you are in this kind of situations, step over your "pride" and do what must be done :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WyX was here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Later that day we went and bought everything i needed for school in 30 minutes, my dad said: We bought everything in half an hour and fought about it for 2 hours, are we sake? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-4086357834564261427?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/4086357834564261427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/4086357834564261427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/4086357834564261427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-stuff.html' title='Family stuff )'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482741646037779859.post-6136472456869371205</id><published>2009-08-29T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T12:57:12.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet is everywhere :)</title><content type='html'>Hi, my name is Sorin and guess what? My grandma has interenet :))&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today i had a very interesting case, my little cousin was playing Counter Strike (online shooting game), and was kind of kicking ass at it, when i asked him, how come he is playing so good, he said: I don't know, i guess i am cool (or something like that). So, after he finished the round, i asked him to give me some time at the PC, and when i checked what programs were opened, guess what i found? :) , a cheat that allowed you to kick ass no matter how much you stink at shooting :D, so i asked him: Why do you use cheats? It's low and it's annoying for other players, so he answered me: But it's cool, and unfortunately for him, he didn't have time to notice my palm flying towards his head, kinda hurt i think xD, that should have served him as a lesson to answering me that dumb :D.&lt;br /&gt;So, this this should serve as a small introduction to what my blog will really be, a blog about suckers and all kind of weird situation, mostly stupid situations, in which i rule at the end :)), just kidding, i will try to write something fun and entertaining but also interesting and "educational" :)))) .&lt;br /&gt;Try to check in as often as possible. :)&lt;br /&gt;Also, here are a few future topics that you might find in this blog:&lt;br /&gt;Online games&lt;br /&gt;Girls and stuff about them&lt;br /&gt;Guys and stuff about them&lt;br /&gt;School (also i might refer to it as Skull :) ) [and no, i'm not Emo] {credits for the name to Vasea, one of my very best friends who might also be mentioned in the stories later on :) }&lt;br /&gt;Anime pro's/con's&lt;br /&gt;Movies&lt;br /&gt;Music (might be, not really a big fan of it, i mean, i listen and try to filter what i listen, but don't wanna get too deep in it :)) )&lt;br /&gt;And, maybe, possibly, "advice" [will see about this, not too confident about it tough...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, cya&lt;br /&gt;WyX was here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482741646037779859-6136472456869371205?l=lifeslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/6136472456869371205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-my-name-is-sorin-and-guess-what-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6136472456869371205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482741646037779859/posts/default/6136472456869371205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeslackers.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-my-name-is-sorin-and-guess-what-my.html' title='Internet is everywhere :)'/><author><name>WinDyX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401136809459782548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
