<?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-6783370640870816786</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:45:51.503-08:00</updated><category term='Christianity'/><category term='music'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='fail'/><category term='procrastination'/><category term='aspiration'/><category term='blog'/><category term='homosexuality'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='animation'/><category term='convert'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Do Not Fear Loss</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-1767222628964863137</id><published>2011-08-13T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T00:34:08.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Many "Trans-"</title><content type='html'>Natalie Tran (Communitychannel), Transformers, oh-so-many "trans"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are 3 words that seem to confuse the shit out of people, and for some reason, these people don't know what a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DICTIONARY &lt;/span&gt;is.&lt;br /&gt;Or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Google&lt;/span&gt;, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Transsexual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who has undergone surgery and hormone treatment in order to acquire the physical characteristics of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Transvestite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who dresses in the clothing of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Transgender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identified with a gender other than the biological one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Still don't understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, let's try to break this down from bottom to top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will put in a key note though to keep in mind throughout this explanation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;HOMOSEXUALS &lt;/span&gt;are people who like the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;SEX &lt;/span&gt;is defined by an individual's sexual organ.&lt;br /&gt;It's not called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;HOMOGENDERAL&lt;/span&gt;, it's called &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOMOSEXUAL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;SO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you feel as if your sex organ (whether that be a penis or vagina) do not define your mentality/actions entirely or at all; that whatever you do that's considered masculine or feminine are not what your sex organ represent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;transgender&lt;/span&gt;, an individual who may feel that whatever sex they're born in to, doesn't reflect the gender-roles that they have in mind, may feel as if they were born in to the wrong body or just feel that what they have in mind just isn't what society sees their sex organ to be reflecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be born with a vagina, but you do mostly things that are considered to be done by people who are born with a penis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are transgenders homosexuals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;NOT ALWAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being transgender just means they have tendencies to do what society perceives to be belonging to the other sex, the other gender, masculinity vs femininity, etc., for reasons only the person themselves can explain.&lt;br /&gt;Some may feel strongly about feeling like the opposite sex, but they may still very much enjoy the love of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;Some don't feel the need to cross-dress or get a sex change. It's not required in a transgender... nothing is.&lt;br /&gt;Transgenders can be homosexual, heterosexual, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, whatever-sexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;It's worth more to actually get to know the person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if you're transgender and you actually do feel like you are in the wrong body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;transvestite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, which is a person who cross-dresses.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, their thoughts and feelings reflect, on the outside, of how they feel inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a transvestite homosexual?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;NOT ALWAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such people may feel strongly about how they are on the inside and dress outwardly to show, but it doesn't necessarily mean they are homosexual; some homosexuals don't even want to cross dress.&lt;br /&gt;Some people just want to dress like how they feel on the inside to just be themselves, but being themselves may also be being straight... or gay... or asexual... whatever floats your boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;It's worth more to actually get to know the person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if you actually do feel strongly that you are born in to the wrong sex?&lt;br /&gt;What if dressing outwardly isn't enough, you must change in to the other sex?&lt;br /&gt;You become a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;transsexual&lt;/span&gt;, a person who has undergone some form of surgery to attain the appearance of the opposite sex to reflect who you really feel on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a transsexual homosexual?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;NOT ALWAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people undergo sex changes to simply reflect who they feel like on the inside, though they may still be loving the opposite sex (or what would now be considered the same sex). Such people may be a man who is with a woman, but feels the need to go through a sex change, though he (she) is still very much in love with that woman, which would now be considered homosexuality since they are &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;THE SAME SEX&lt;/span&gt; officially, after the man has undergone surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others undergo sex changes to also reflect who they feel like on the inside, though they would still go for those of the same sex (or what would now be considered the opposite sex).&lt;br /&gt;Such people may be a woman who is with a woman, but feels the need to go through a sex change, though she (he) is still very much in love with that woman, and so this would now be considered heterosexuality since they are &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;THE OPPOSITE SEX&lt;/span&gt; officially, after the woman has undergone surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rather confusing, I know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;It's worth more to actually get to know the person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it? Not get it?&lt;br /&gt;That's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Because you know what's more important?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;GETTING TO KNOW THE PERSON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such words can only say so much about a person, but it doesn't say everything and certainly not much of how a person thinks, feels or why they feel in such a way.&lt;br /&gt;So they're transgender, gay, transvestite, not considering a sex change, well how much about the person did you actually learn about?&lt;br /&gt;Not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;A dictionary is useful, and it'll give you the right words to use for the right situation, but it's not going to give you the right ways to for getting to know a person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the time to get to know them, know how to respect them and what not to do to disrespect them.&lt;br /&gt;Learn about their cultures, THEIR words and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may learn more than you'd think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YHl9D6yc2RQ/Tkd0WMIZKAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/09podiWQnEM/s1600/IMG_1634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YHl9D6yc2RQ/Tkd0WMIZKAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/09podiWQnEM/s400/IMG_1634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640604982867208194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been asked many times before, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"What are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What words can I possibly use to describe myself?&lt;br /&gt;When my friends see something that they know I'd like, they have no words to describe it other than,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; "It's something Euge would like."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what would you expect me to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words can only get you so far.&lt;br /&gt;If you're so interested in what must be defined:&lt;br /&gt;I'm a transgender, transvestite lesbian. Not considering to be a transsexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Why transgender?&lt;/span&gt; Because I feel like I've been born in to the wrong body, though vagina powers occasionally overpower me and make me all cutesy around puppies and cute things. To be fair, it's mainly even on how masculine and feminine I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Why transvestite?&lt;/span&gt; I dress like the opposite sex, naturally and happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Why lesbian?&lt;/span&gt; Because I fancy people who also have vaginas, and so far, all that I have fancied have vaginas... except for Josh, but he shouldn't count D:&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-1767222628964863137?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/1767222628964863137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/08/many-trans.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1767222628964863137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1767222628964863137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/08/many-trans.html' title='The Many &quot;Trans-&quot;'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YHl9D6yc2RQ/Tkd0WMIZKAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/09podiWQnEM/s72-c/IMG_1634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-2685831426813905934</id><published>2011-08-04T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T01:41:19.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on the Logic Behind Homosexuality</title><content type='html'>In response to how many people point out that heterosexuality is logical due to the continuation of the human race and how homosexuality is a choice, I cut out an excerpt from my message to such a person who questioned me on the logic behind homosexuality...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;There has always been a debate between nature vs nurture, and how it can be a bit of both even. But it is still undecided.&lt;br /&gt;I would find it ignorant of you to tell me that I went through something in life and then "decided" on who I wanted to have sex with, actually, no, not even to have sex with, but who to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I find funny?&lt;br /&gt;Is when people tell me sexuality is a choice, and not once think about what makes sexuality what it is.&lt;br /&gt;If your father passed away, do you have a choice in feeling sadness?&lt;br /&gt;You can hold back tears, hide in your room, not talk to anyone, swallow down your emotions...but does that mean you are not sad?&lt;br /&gt;No. It simply means you aren't showing the signs of being sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness, happiness, excitement, surprise, shock and LOVE are all emotions that people don't have a choice in.&lt;br /&gt;If you've ever had a girlfriend, may I ask you, why did would you have her as your girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Certainly there are girls who are far better looking, maybe more intelligent or just overall better, so why did you date her?&lt;br /&gt;Did you date her for the image of having a girlfriend? Or did you date her because you loved her?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you love her? How did you love her? When did you decide to have feelings for her? Why not have feelings for someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, in case you haven't thought about this, the world itself is being overpopulated. Building more houses so that people can live in, destroying actual farm land that would be used to create more sustainable food and also landfills causing use of land and pollution.&lt;br /&gt;Would it not be logical to, if you had too much of something, cut back on it?&lt;br /&gt;If homosexuality was accepted back then, wouldn't the world today be more sustainable, less populated and of less in a population crisis? That we could avoid China's one-child policy? Avoid the immense amount of orphanages and the population within those orphanages?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survival of the human race is barely a problem nowadays, seeing as to how we have so many humans.&lt;br /&gt;And so what if there are homosexuals? Have you heard of surrogate mothers? Stem cells being made in to sperm cells? Sperm banks? Hell, who needs to procreate even more when there are still so many children in orphanages? Who's going to take care of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if homosexuals were the, shall we say, regulators of the human population? They were there to insure that the human race wouldn't push itself in to overpopulation?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial, sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just a few thoughts...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I don't think anyone has to be homosexual to understand what a homosexual feels.&lt;br /&gt;They just have to be in love with a person, so much that they're willing to fight for their relationship and the right to be together.&lt;br /&gt;It's not really about getting any guy/girl you want...it's about getting THE guy/girl you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-2685831426813905934?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/2685831426813905934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/08/thoughts-on-logic-behind-homosexuality.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/2685831426813905934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/2685831426813905934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/08/thoughts-on-logic-behind-homosexuality.html' title='Thoughts on the Logic Behind Homosexuality'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-1139364344865573220</id><published>2011-06-14T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T01:14:36.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words may break my heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's something I wrote in my high school years, going through the high school problems, and I still believe every word of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;The difference now is that I see a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;fine line&lt;/span&gt; in the sensitivity of words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanings in words are objective for the most part, but can trigger subjective reactions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Alcohol"&lt;/span&gt; could make a person, dealing with an alcoholic in their family, cringe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Theft"&lt;/span&gt; can make a kleptomaniac look twice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many other words can trigger many memories; words themselves or words said by specific people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I understand the value of words, and how they can and have affected people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I find that, some people, have an unnerving sensitivity towards some words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Unnerving in the fact that they will also affect those who speak without intention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a person who speaks without inhibition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I say all words in my artillery, I speak in the tone and vocabulary required of me in certain situations, and I'll have my own slang terms and vulgar speech when I'm with my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My inhibition and continual use of words that might make people cringe isn't due to utter disrespect or intentional infliction of pain, no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's because I'm a firm believer in intentions, and the outcome, though may not be the best, would still pertain closely to what was intended.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get scrutinized, pointed out and penalized a lot for using words such as &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"gay"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;"retarded,"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and both out of context.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People tell me that it's inappropriate, that it's offensive, that it's mean and hurtful to people, etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All this made me question this, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Am I wrong for using the word for a different definition? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Are you right for associating my use of the word for your definition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rhetorical answer: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;No one is right or wrong.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Words come with many different meanings. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The word "gay" alone has the definition of: 1. Homosexual 2. Happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If a person says,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"The little girl had a gay time at the party,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; in context it means, the little girl had a happy time at the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But can I say that the girl had a homosexual experience at the party? Does that make sense?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, because it wouldn't be in the context of the entire situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if I can't do that because it won't make sense in the situation, why the hell can everyone change my words when I tell my friend, who just did something extremely stupid,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"You are so gay"&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's this over sensitivity of words that shouldn't be there, or at least, shouldn't be pushed upon others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never meant to offend anyone, I never even had the connection of my use of "gay" to the term "homosexuality", and yet, it's these people who stand so tall and saintly who are the ones connecting such words together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words like "retard", is already defined as a derogatory term of handicapped or disabled people, similar to how "nigger" was to black people, and yet, when people use "retard" in the association of "stupid," with no inch of a thread towards "disabled", it's these people who &lt;b&gt;KEEP &lt;/b&gt;the bond, who &lt;b&gt;KEEP &lt;/b&gt;the meaning and will &lt;b&gt;NEVER let it go&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I ask this, in all due respect, how do such people expect the words to change when they are the ones who constantly remind people of its negative history?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People expect the words to be never used, at least not in such a manner but that's completely idiotic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the same time, people can't expect all people to not be offended by words, that's selfish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But both parties are - selfish and idiotic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a line of consideration, of moderation, even in communication and speech between people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People need to understand a compromise.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't have to be an over-zealous saint-of-some-sort who scolds peoples choices of words, especially when they intended nothing of what you're thinking of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the same time, someone gets offended by a word you use, then respectively apologize for whatever happened in their life that may have triggered such a sensitivity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't expect others to change their entire speech pattern for you; likewise, don't be so impolite as to not respect other peoples slight peeves and offenses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Know when to truly stand for a matter and when to let something go for it never did matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugp09QewoWo/TfcVWSySlDI/AAAAAAAAALw/DKu30_6EtuM/s1600/inanimateobject.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 143px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugp09QewoWo/TfcVWSySlDI/AAAAAAAAALw/DKu30_6EtuM/s400/inanimateobject.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617982532912059442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people need a dictionary though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-1139364344865573220?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/1139364344865573220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/06/words.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1139364344865573220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1139364344865573220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/06/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugp09QewoWo/TfcVWSySlDI/AAAAAAAAALw/DKu30_6EtuM/s72-c/inanimateobject.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-3020612986450815092</id><published>2011-06-04T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T01:18:01.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Jessi Arrington: Wearing nothing new</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="446" height="326"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt; 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But the key is, YOU have to take initiative and DO IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But that isn't what this blog is about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I wanted to talk about was, what do you do when you're actually in a relationship? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What makes a relationship work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Treat your significant other the way you would like to be treated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Don't decide to treat your significant other like crap and expect to be treated like a prince/princess in return. You might get lucky and find someone who is a complete doormat, but think about this: how much do you really love someone if you're willing to abuse their love for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Know when to apologize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; We all know when we've done something wrong. Everyone makes mistakes, that's fine. But if you make a mistake, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;don't be a stubborn ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and keep trying to convince yourself and your significant other that you've done nothing wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;There is no such thing as "winning."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; If you and your significant other are arguing, know when to stop. A healthy relationship is one where both people are on an equal level. What are you going to get out of "winning" an argument? Oh that's right, sleeping on the couch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Revenge is not sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; If your significant other has unintentionally wronged you in some way, DON'T try to take revenge to make inflict the same kind of pain on them that they did to you. Not only is it not worth it, but you'll feel guilty for hurting the person you love. If you really want to hurt someone you love, you probably don't love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Communicate communicate communicate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Relationships are strongly based on good communication. Know what to say to make your significant other happy. Know what to avoid saying. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Be able to communicate in silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;You know you've gotten to the perfect point in your relationship when silence is comfortable, not awkward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Be comfortable with one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; When you're in a relationship, you should let all your walls down. Let the other person see you for who you really are. Let them know your good habits, your bad habits, what you look like lounging around the house in your pyjamas. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Don't be fake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Have no secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Let your significant other know your past, present, and what you want in your future. All the mistakes you've made, all the things you regret. All the things you're proud of, and all the things you're not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Honesty is the best policy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Do not ever ever ever go out and do something that may upset your significant other, then not tell them about it. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Relationships are based on trust!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; If you've done something wrong, TELL THEM. If it's something bad enough to redeem a break-up from them, YOU STILL HAVE TO TELL THEM. If you're stupid enough to do something absolutely horrible, you only have yourself to blame, and you should know that you're not worth being with until you can fix yourself. Not to mention, you wouldn't want your significant other to find out from seeing those drunken photos of you on Facebook anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Urges are okay, but acting upon them is not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Yes, you are still allowed to find other people attractive while you're in a relationship. But, no, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO CHEAT. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Cheating is never okay.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Ever. Period.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Remember, your significant other is supposed to be your better half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; They're supposed to bring out the good side of you. If the person you're with happens to bring out the worst qualities in you, then they are probably not the right person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;  font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;"  &gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;Peggy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Questions?&lt;br /&gt;Ask Peggy on &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/peggylovesyou"&gt;FORMSPRING&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Follow Peggy on &lt;a href="http://sunshinetastic.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-3098461558495200785?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/3098461558495200785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/05/relationships-101-guest-blog-by-peggy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/3098461558495200785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/3098461558495200785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/05/relationships-101-guest-blog-by-peggy.html' title='Relationships 101 (Guest blog by Peggy)'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-5633789154384762143</id><published>2011-05-23T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T01:27:31.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Aimee Mullins</title><content type='html'>What more can I say about this woman other than she is the most amazing human being ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can also be 6ft tall whenever she wants...THAT'S JUST NOT FAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To quote, simply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Aimee Mullins (born 1976 in Allentown, Pennsylvania) is an American athlete, actress, and fashion model best known for her collegiate-level athletic accomplishments, despite a medical condition that resulted in the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;amputation of both of her legs&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="269"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/AimeeMullins_2009P-medium.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/AimeeMullins-2009P.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=769&amp;amp;lang=&amp;amp;introDuration=15330&amp;amp;adDuration=4000&amp;amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;amp;adKeys=talk=aimee_mullins_the_opportunity_of_adversity;year=2009;theme=unconventional_explanations;theme=master_storytellers;event=TEDMED+2009;tag=activism;tag=happiness;tag=health;tag=heroism;tag=social+change;tag=society;&amp;amp;preAdTag=tconf.ted/embed;tile=1;sz=512x288;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/AimeeMullins_2009P-medium.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/AimeeMullins-2009P.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=769&amp;amp;lang=&amp;amp;introDuration=15330&amp;amp;adDuration=4000&amp;amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;amp;adKeys=talk=aimee_mullins_the_opportunity_of_adversity;year=2009;theme=unconventional_explanations;theme=master_storytellers;event=TEDMED+2009;tag=activism;tag=happiness;tag=health;tag=heroism;tag=social+change;tag=society;" width="446" height="326"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JQ0iMulicgg" allowfullscreen="" width="420" frameborder="0" height="269"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-5633789154384762143?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/5633789154384762143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/05/aimee-mullins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5633789154384762143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5633789154384762143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/05/aimee-mullins.html' title='Aimee Mullins'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JQ0iMulicgg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-2020390730823264443</id><published>2011-05-13T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T22:41:51.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Satanism</title><content type='html'>Having a few videos talking about Christianity and how I don't believe in it has definitely brought upon many people condemning me to Hell; thankfully, it has also brought upon great, kind hearted people, ones who are Christian and ones who stand up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One of such people happens to be a Satanist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came in with great proclamation as to how pathetic it was that some people who shouted out their belief in God are those who are so judgmental and discriminatory towards others. He then explained how he has always been judged for being a Satanist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't come across Satanists...at all, to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;But we all have thoughts about them don't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;"Oh, they're devil worshipers, they praise the devil, they're evil."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, when your belief system is titled "Satanism," after Satan, the epitome of evil in the Christian religion, it's hard to think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thanked him though, for being so true about his statement but also telling me to keep doing what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;In response, I couldn't help but ask him what his belief of Satanism consisted of.&lt;br /&gt;I admitted that the only thing I knew about Satanism was the view of oneself being a God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;This is what he explained to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;There are different ideas within Satanism, somewhat alike how there are denominations of Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;Some honestly do worship the devil and all forms of evil, others believe in oneself being THE God, but his was something different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;In his sect of Satanism, he did believe that each person was a God in themselves, but not an all powerful God, or a omniscient God, and not in a narcissistic kind of way, but a God in that they had control over their own lives.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the story of Adam and Eve, Eve being made from Adams rib, unconditional happiness, no pain, no suffering, everything they wanted was given to them, (blah blah blah you guys remember the story), it was Eve who was persuaded by the Devil (in the form of a snake) to eat from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil, which in turn, got Adam and Eve expelled from the Garden of Eden and to live with happiness, but also with pain and suffering. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His belief of Satanism was that each person was a God in themselves, but not through divine power or magic or miracles, but by KNOWLEDGE, to KNOW what to do with their lives; that they have control over their lives, will and destiny. For it was the Devil who told Eve to eat from the Tree of Knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Now, enter my (rambling) mind for a bit after hearing all this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have NEVER thought about the story in that way.&lt;br /&gt;It is almost a universal thought that Eve sinned GREATLY, and they are then punished.&lt;br /&gt;But, wait a minute, sinned for what? Sinned for not listening to God? Sinned for pursuing knowledge?&lt;br /&gt;If they were given everything they ever wanted in Eden, why not the apples from the Tree of Knowledge?&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with knowing?&lt;br /&gt;Why couldn't it be the forbidden Tree of Evil? Why knowledge? Because, with knowledge, comes the notion of evil within itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing this, it made me realize...that Christians, notably called the children of God...are literally CHILDREN of God.&lt;br /&gt;Adam and Eve were kept in this environment where everything they wanted was given to them. They were children, and the very first children. Spoiled. Naive.&lt;br /&gt;We were all like this once, weren't we? We'd see a toy at Toys R Us and either mom OR dad buys it for us. They make sure we don't meet any "bad" people, that we're in a safe environment.&lt;br /&gt;The Devil; on the other hand, made you think...he didn't give you unconditional happiness, no, he gave you reasoning, thought and logic, just by telling Eve to eat from the Tree of Knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been a child to learn something that was opposite of what your parents taught you?&lt;br /&gt;You were always told that homosexuals are evil and bad, and yet, you meet a good friend who is homosexual? Ever told that some things are wrong, but when you actually start thinking for yourself, you realize so much more than you knew, but that in turn, pisses off your parents because they are possibly of different views?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't live sheltered lives forever, and we can't always depend on people to solve our problems.&lt;br /&gt;We have to learn to stand up for ourselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Knowledge IS power. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can easily kill yourself with a lack of knowledge or save yourself with more knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;You can change the outcome of a problem or worsen it through what you know.&lt;br /&gt;In the idea of Satanism, humans are Gods within themselves...but this is under the idea that they are willing to be such.&lt;br /&gt;To have control over their own lives, to know about their own lives and to do what they know is best for their own lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By all this, I honestly felt that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;God keeps you as a child. Naive. Do as you're told, and don't question otherwise, because He knows best (almost like your parents always "knowing" best).&lt;br /&gt;The Devil tells you to grow up. Think. Question what you feel as fit, because you should know best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HM96aVLsD9s/Tc35O07sqoI/AAAAAAAAALk/sFlkk3xN8w4/s1600/155044_474739666601_550456601_5635745_7831189_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HM96aVLsD9s/Tc35O07sqoI/AAAAAAAAALk/sFlkk3xN8w4/s400/155044_474739666601_550456601_5635745_7831189_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606411144268655234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do realize there's a lot more to Christianity than Adam and Eve...but by this explanation alone by the Satanist I met... I can almost say I believe in Satanism more than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should stress that this was more of an interesting thought than a preach.&lt;br /&gt;When I told one of my friends what the Satanist told me, he had the same surprise as me...that he never thought about it that way.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the Devil was actually just being an ass and messing with Eve...but it's all up to interpretation, as to with the entire Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also with my thoughts, I thought it was funny that it's a general idea that females mature faster than males.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-2020390730823264443?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/2020390730823264443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/05/satanism.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/2020390730823264443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/2020390730823264443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/05/satanism.html' title='Satanism'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HM96aVLsD9s/Tc35O07sqoI/AAAAAAAAALk/sFlkk3xN8w4/s72-c/155044_474739666601_550456601_5635745_7831189_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-9103515565989637854</id><published>2011-05-06T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T16:47:11.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homosexuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>She's a Boy I Knew</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="269" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oUz1JpIHCsY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest, if anyone can find this, give it a watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film is about a guy going through a sex change to become a woman...the thing is, he still loves his wife dearly.&lt;br /&gt;It captures interviews of his process, his parents, siblings, friends and wife's initial reactions, responses to everything and just the entire journey he had to face to become who he wanted to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone thinks that you must always be homosexual to want a sex change. &lt;br /&gt;You don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is love. Identity is identity.&lt;br /&gt;It's not about loving another...but realizing to love yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-9103515565989637854?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/9103515565989637854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/05/shes-boy-i-knew.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/9103515565989637854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/9103515565989637854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/05/shes-boy-i-knew.html' title='She&apos;s a Boy I Knew'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oUz1JpIHCsY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-8627801386617972332</id><published>2011-04-19T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T04:59:54.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>We're Brothers Forever...all of us</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5F71y9kBV8s" allowfullscreen="" width="420" frameborder="0" height="345"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what to say about this audition...&lt;br /&gt;But if everyone in the world had the attitude and optimism of this guy right here, the world would be such a magical place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're brothers till the end of time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Together or not, you're always in my heart! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-8627801386617972332?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/8627801386617972332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/04/were-brothers-foreverall-of-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8627801386617972332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8627801386617972332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/04/were-brothers-foreverall-of-us.html' title='We&apos;re Brothers Forever...all of us'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5F71y9kBV8s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-1921892685368880714</id><published>2011-04-16T22:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T22:27:18.767-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Amazing Human Beings</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/34xoYwLNpvw" allowfullscreen="" width="420" frameborder="0" height="345"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carly, you are some-kind-of amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Carly's parents, you are a whole new level of strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give so much awe to this entire family, and I wish all the best for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-1921892685368880714?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/1921892685368880714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/04/amazing-human-beings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1921892685368880714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1921892685368880714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/04/amazing-human-beings.html' title='Amazing Human Beings'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/34xoYwLNpvw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-8905752977000131774</id><published>2011-04-13T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T13:50:55.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><title type='text'>The Canadian Mental Health Association</title><content type='html'>So, one of my courses was called "Collaborative Animation," and the course itself puts people in to groups to create an animation for real life clients.&lt;br /&gt;This semester, we were hired by the Canada Mental Health Association to create commercials that bring awareness to some mental disorders or problems, and to relinquish the stigma that people have about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did we do a good job on it?&lt;br /&gt;Stigma may have been a bit out of hand for us, but here ya go!&lt;br /&gt;(I was in team Ace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DQ-t2TPn3cA" allowfullscreen="" width="420" frameborder="0" height="266"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7aSzmvJMyi0" allowfullscreen="" width="420" frameborder="0" height="266"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/K6J4zBtrcsU" allowfullscreen="" width="420" frameborder="0" height="266"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-8905752977000131774?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/8905752977000131774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/04/canadian-mental-health-association.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8905752977000131774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8905752977000131774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/04/canadian-mental-health-association.html' title='The Canadian Mental Health Association'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/DQ-t2TPn3cA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-4366181758586456633</id><published>2011-04-10T05:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T05:11:46.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I want to make an animation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img35.imageshack.us/img35/7148/movieyj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 585px; height: 827px;" src="http://img35.imageshack.us/img35/7148/movieyj.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAP.&lt;br /&gt;What we go through every week of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This goes for all artists too, in a general sense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK TO ENLARGE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-4366181758586456633?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/4366181758586456633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-want-to-make-animation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/4366181758586456633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/4366181758586456633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-want-to-make-animation.html' title='I want to make an animation!'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-1490752824441726956</id><published>2011-03-29T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T02:06:33.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homosexuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Sexuality Isn't a Choice</title><content type='html'>People get so entranced in the word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;"Sexuality"&lt;/span&gt;, well let's try to understand what it really means.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Sexuality&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;- that which is characterized or distinguished by sex; sexual activity;  the concern with, or interest in sexual activity; sexual potency; sexual  orientation; sexual identity, gender; sexual receptivity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we hear sexuality, we think of homo/hetero/bi-sexual.&lt;br /&gt;But wait, what makes a person to be categorized in to such sexualities? Say, for a heterosexual, it is that of the opposite sex being together.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, why are they together though? What makes them join together in to a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that the feeling that almost all heterosexuals, who are against homosexuals, do not seem to even have or understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wait, so you happen to be a heterosexual person reading my blog who also happens to be against homosexuals, but you say you understand what love is?&lt;br /&gt;Yet you still say that homosexuality is a choice?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then let's think about this together for a second now, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;No one chose to be in love with someone, it just happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was really a choice, why did you choose Person A instead of Person B, when Person B is a lot more talented, good looking, intelligent and welcome by many?&lt;br /&gt;Because you love Person A.&lt;br /&gt;To you, Person A is talented, good looking, intelligent and welcome, especially to you.&lt;br /&gt;Even if everyone else says otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;You don't choose who you love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choice in the matter for all this is if you are going to act upon your feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to ask her out?&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to say, "Hi," to him?&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to try to be closer to her?&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to try to find out everything he likes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never had a choice in who you love.&lt;br /&gt;You only had the choice of pursuing such love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever is idiotic enough to condemn a person for pursuing their happiness/love, is a selfish, and ignorant human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B_H9YJKos1M/TZK3ObDhZVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Wu0-mG95sMY/s1600/Untitled-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B_H9YJKos1M/TZK3ObDhZVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Wu0-mG95sMY/s400/Untitled-9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589731545928787282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the person you want to see when you open your eyes, and the person you want to see in your dreams as you sleep.&lt;br /&gt;It's the person you can be most comfortable with, to tell them and show them everything...every little perfection and flaw.&lt;br /&gt;It's the person you can trust, with more than just your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's someone you love...and trust me, to love someone is hard...but to love someone who loves you back is the hardest... for it is a relationship you two must keep, and a bond you two must trust in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-1490752824441726956?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/1490752824441726956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/sexuality-isnt-choice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1490752824441726956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1490752824441726956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/sexuality-isnt-choice.html' title='Sexuality Isn&apos;t a Choice'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B_H9YJKos1M/TZK3ObDhZVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Wu0-mG95sMY/s72-c/Untitled-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-8114772274352241321</id><published>2011-03-28T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T10:58:41.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>A Healthy Diet</title><content type='html'>Now, before any one of my friends, who do really know me, come in and laugh at me, HEAR ME OUT LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm known as one of the unhealthiest people my friends know.&lt;br /&gt;I drink coke almost every single day, would take McDonalds over a nice steak any time and I can legitimately say that some things are "too healthy for me" (Yeah, I know how absurd this sounds).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's one thing that's true for everyone, and it isn't necessarily specific:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Healthy food V.S. Soul food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'd presume that some people may be like, "What the fuck are you talking about..."&lt;br /&gt;Well, you see, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;healthy food&lt;/span&gt; is food that is legitimately healthy. Has all those awesome vitamins and anti-toxins and all that jazz. Stuff your body really does need, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;That low-fat dish, or the salad, and whatnot. Vegetables...lots and lots of vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Healthy food is great for your body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then you have &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;soul food&lt;/span&gt;, and what that is, is just food you really do enjoy, that YOU think is delicious. That piece of chocolate cake? That strawberry pie? Even that extra whip cream on the top of your hot chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;Soul food isn't everything that is high in fat and sugar, no, but it's what is delicious to YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Soul food is great for your soul/spirit/little-kid-inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as the usual lesson goes, too much of anything is bad for you.&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may think,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt; "What? How can too much healthy food be bad for you? It's healthy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the thing...it can honestly be too healthy, sort of like water intoxication where you drink TOO much water. Yeah, I know, water is supposed to be cleansing and healthy, right? It's uncommon, but still true.&lt;br /&gt;Too much healthy can be unhealthy because you're appealing so much to your body...and not your soul. Not the little indulgence we all need once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, too much soul food is very detrimental to a person's health because, quite obviously, most of the things people enjoy indulging in ARE high in fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's all about moderation. As goes with everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have friends who really do love salads, yeah, it's healthy and it's their soul food. But when the time comes when you offer them a piece of chocolate cake, and you know they love it, and they're also really tempted, but they're avoiding it because it's "not healthy" or "it's fattening", that's when a problem kicks in that you got to remind them to have some soul food some time.&lt;br /&gt;Ya gotta have a bit of both, even just a little bit of the other once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://uploads.neatorama.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/coke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 425px;" src="http://uploads.neatorama.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/coke.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, yeah, my existence is this.&lt;br /&gt;I am fully aware, and whole-heartedly honest that I have TOO MUCH soul food...or, rather, "soul drink", otherwise known as Coke.&lt;br /&gt;Though I'll be a straight up hypocrite and say, I love how I'm living and what I'm tasting.&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, I'm aware I will die when I'm 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cosmicbobo.com/images/EAT_FAST_DIE_YOUNG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 545px;" src="http://cosmicbobo.com/images/EAT_FAST_DIE_YOUNG.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why my friends got me this T-shirt for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;(No joke, it's in gray. LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-8114772274352241321?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/8114772274352241321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/healthy-diet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8114772274352241321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8114772274352241321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/healthy-diet.html' title='A Healthy Diet'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-8932112883302257426</id><published>2011-03-27T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T23:09:30.335-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>The Right God?</title><content type='html'>This is something that has always baffled me when people try to make me believe in God:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;How do you know the God you believe in (with so much detail) is the right one? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it:&lt;br /&gt;There are a plethora of religions out there, and even in a few of the main religions, there are denominations of them.&lt;br /&gt;With religion comes their holy books, and there are already so many variations of them, not only the actual variations, but translations. Anyone who knows a second language can understand, truly, that there are some words that just DO NOT translate well because the word has an emotion, a feeling, with it. Can you tell if the book you're reading in English is as true as how it was written?&lt;br /&gt;The strong belief and love for your God is as true as another person's belief in their God.&lt;br /&gt;How can you say you are right, and they are wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know your God is the right one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I always repeat something my friend said to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;"Christianity isn't necessarily about reading everything in the Bible, or going to every single church service, but it's about your relationship with God".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never discriminate against anyone for their religious beliefs, or whatever they believe in, but I find it rather iffy when I see them try to profess to people things that (their) God says or instructs or allows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;A relationship doesn't need to be flaunted, or proven to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;It's in your heart. You feel it.&lt;br /&gt;Only you can feel it to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one should need to try so hard to get someone to believe something.&lt;br /&gt;If they truly believe something, or even begin to believe in something, they believe it because they feel it in their heart, and in their heart, they believe it to be true.&lt;br /&gt;All they need is a suggestion, not a lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VxK4K17Qjjs/TZAlkpMZK_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/Y_1Ck7wi8VQ/s1600/155044_474739666601_550456601_5635745_7831189_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VxK4K17Qjjs/TZAlkpMZK_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/Y_1Ck7wi8VQ/s400/155044_474739666601_550456601_5635745_7831189_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589008449030138866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found this funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-8932112883302257426?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/8932112883302257426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/right-god.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8932112883302257426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8932112883302257426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/right-god.html' title='The Right God?'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VxK4K17Qjjs/TZAlkpMZK_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/Y_1Ck7wi8VQ/s72-c/155044_474739666601_550456601_5635745_7831189_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-475784174463968184</id><published>2011-03-26T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T02:41:47.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Sucker Punch - Emily Browning - Sweet Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sQzG-3Vagrk" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="266" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sweet dreams are made of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Who am I to disagree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I travel the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And the seven seas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everybody's looking for something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Some of them want to use you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Some of them want to get used by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Some of them want to abuse you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Some of them want to be abused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but I am so in love with this movie, which I honestly think is really good.&lt;br /&gt;It's not so much the beauty of the visuals (in all aspects), but I thought the message itself (though cliche) was told in a very...different way.&lt;br /&gt;Though a large part of the movie was fantasy-based, I thought it was a very different and interesting way of telling the story, which, sort of like Inception (though not as confusing) takes a bit of thinking/connecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, though, I thought it was a great movie, even if the plot itself wasn't supremely concentrated.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you don't like the plot though, it's still a beautiful movie to watch.&lt;br /&gt;Plus the sound track is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the animators, FX artists or even general film students, this movie is going to be a real treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-475784174463968184?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/475784174463968184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/sucker-punch-emily-browning-sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/475784174463968184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/475784174463968184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/sucker-punch-emily-browning-sweet.html' title='Sucker Punch - Emily Browning - Sweet Dreams'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sQzG-3Vagrk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-4512732334447406015</id><published>2011-03-17T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T17:01:46.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><title type='text'>200 Impressions</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bOjmH1N7lZU" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have such amazing respect for those who can do voice sound effects/voice actors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-4512732334447406015?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/4512732334447406015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/200-impressions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/4512732334447406015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/4512732334447406015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/200-impressions.html' title='200 Impressions'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bOjmH1N7lZU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-2579993642738331610</id><published>2011-03-12T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:10:18.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>It's all a Crisis</title><content type='html'>Japan has been hit with an 8.9 earthquake, multiple 6-7 magnitude aftershocks, and a massive tsunami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows, most hope and pray, some donate and a few do something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;"30, 000 children die every day in Africa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but this is not the time.&lt;br /&gt;People will point out that I'm putting one crisis over another, that I'm wrong, and I say this to them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Africa is tragic. Japan is a disaster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Africa, as far as I can remember (6 years old?) has always had awareness and aid. Almost annually, in shopping malls, door to doors, there are people asking for donations and money, clothes and food, to be sent to Africa. There are programs in schools that send their students over to teach the children of Africa. Designers, inventors, engineers and so on, try to create products that are simple, cost-effective, and are useful to those who live in terrible conditions, such as lack of food, unclean water or insect infestations. There are donations to send over a goat, cow or chicken, programs to support a child in Africa by sending money, programs to adopt a child from Africa and, heck, in elementary, for Halloween, I'd carry around a UNICEF box and collect coins for those wanting to donate to Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Africa is tragic because, a lot of horrific and terrible things CAN and COULD HAVE been prevented...they just aren't.&lt;br /&gt;But it's ongoing. It's always been ongoing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan though...Japan was always able to stand on its own. It never needed such aid, or help, or awareness, or funding or donations, it was well on its own.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, Japan has been hit so hard that the very ground it once stood on has been crushed. Japan has fallen.&lt;br /&gt;It needs all the help and awareness and funding it can get right now, because it never had and, in this time of crisis, it needs it more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Africa has always been learning to stand.&lt;br /&gt;Japan has always been able to stand, but now, has fallen straight in to the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because we don't mention Africa right now, or any other problem, doesn't mean we forgot. Doesn't mean we don't know.&lt;br /&gt;But look at it this way...&lt;br /&gt;If there's an old lady who needs help crossing the street and, at that same intersection, a man just got hit by a car, who do you help first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not necessarily that one is more important.&lt;br /&gt;But at this current time and moment, Japan needs help. More than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Here's hoping...for better days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhyjn9g8ye1qgzeiro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 585px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhyjn9g8ye1qgzeiro1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a part of Japan, before and after the tsunami.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-2579993642738331610?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/2579993642738331610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-all-crisis.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/2579993642738331610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/2579993642738331610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-all-crisis.html' title='It&apos;s all a Crisis'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-5106857401376781112</id><published>2011-03-10T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T01:33:53.157-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>How I made friends...apparently...</title><content type='html'>All names have been covered just for the sake of the privacy of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;These comments (or stream of comments, rather) are based off of the answers I got from the friends who saw my status and cared to answer my question of,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"How did we become friends and did you think I was weird when you first met me?" &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;_1&lt;/span&gt; (In class)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;-I remember you had some rabbit foot keychain hanging out of your pocket and I thought it was WEIRD &gt;:O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span&gt;I remember we were partnered up for that drawing project with a string or whatever and I was awkward lol.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I didn't think you were weird though to be honest I thought you might have been a really pretty boy (LOL I'M SO ASHAMED I hope&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; that's not offensive). ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;_2&lt;/span&gt; (In class)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;we were doing this icebreaker type exercise in  animation and you started making random comments at me as if to get my  approval. so yes i thought you were weird. :D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;yeah i remember thinking to myself "yo is this  muthafucka tryna talk to me? i think she is. maybe i oughta respond."  and then BAM! our friendship was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span&gt;no thank YOU euge be/c if you hadn't talked to me first i'dve remained a recluse :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;_3&lt;/span&gt; (Elementary school)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Elementary! You were funny! But so was I. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;_4&lt;/span&gt; (Through my friends, on transit, and through a horrible event which ended up in the hospital)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;we met on the skytrain, and it took us a long time to figure it out haha. u are NAWT a weirdo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;_5&lt;/span&gt; (Through my friend, playing L4D2 at a LAN party)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;L4D2 - Nick screaming, thats all I have to say *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;_6&lt;/span&gt; (High school, I didn't even know of his existence in my school, and we both forgot how we became friends LOL)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;the story of how we became friends is the stuff of Legends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;_7&lt;/span&gt; (In class)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;You asked me to join your study group for  animation history at the end of 3D at the beginning of second year, then  I felt awesome :'D Nahhh never thought you were weird, just coo'~ ♥&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Oh yeah reading the screen with killas LOLLL. It was fun! It was the first time I hung out with the cool animation crew ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;_8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;High school...PROBABLY SOMETHING ALONG THESE LINES, YEAH lol)&lt;br /&gt;-It was a dark stormy morning. We were both  ordering lunch at the London cafeteria. I wanted a slice of pizza and so  did you. However, there was only one piece left. I stared you down and  you stared right back. Simultaneously, we both pull o&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;ut  our light sabers and duel to the death. I won. I only knew you for  about 2 minutes, but it was a good 2 minutes. Btw, the pizza was  deeelicious.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly...... I can't remember LOL.. we probably had the same class... but my story was so much more epic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;_9 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(It's true...all I remember is art class in high school and he was making a pope mask)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;til this very day i have no clue how we met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;_10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (High school, didn't know of her existence till later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;-somehow through Akselrod's class and sadly we were in the same school but we never knew of each other till grade 10 or sth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;_11 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(University)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span&gt;I don't remember. I think we just gravitated into eachother's groups via azn attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;_12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Elementary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;-smthin happened in elementary.. .... yeah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span&gt;maybe smthing among the lines of games... all i rmbr was lending you my cs account all the time so you could play cs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;_13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Through a friend's party)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;we met assisting a very wasted (friend) and (friend) and figuring out how to get them home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;_14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (In class)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;-In English first semester ??I think at some point we where in a discussion group u weren't helpful neither was I ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;_15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Online forum)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span&gt;Hello Basil. Everyone there was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;_16&lt;/span&gt; (In class)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;haha, i think it was like killa's class, and then i gave you a massage, haha and then i think it went from there LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8qS0kN5PqU/TXiYcTDhonI/AAAAAAAAAKA/D_QASxpnX9Y/s1600/funny-awesome-animals-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 374px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8qS0kN5PqU/TXiYcTDhonI/AAAAAAAAAKA/D_QASxpnX9Y/s400/funny-awesome-animals-19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582379350044549746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet people we don't really like as friends, or people who change over time that just doesn't go well with you anymore, but HEY, AT LEAST YOU TRIED!&lt;br /&gt;It's not a matter of the number of friends you have, but the quality of the friends you have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-5106857401376781112?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/5106857401376781112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-i-have-friendsapparently.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5106857401376781112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5106857401376781112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-i-have-friendsapparently.html' title='How I made friends...apparently...'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8qS0kN5PqU/TXiYcTDhonI/AAAAAAAAAKA/D_QASxpnX9Y/s72-c/funny-awesome-animals-19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-4598230108294017770</id><published>2011-03-05T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T03:00:49.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Dear Everyone-who-tells-me-to-ignore-trolls,</title><content type='html'>I will not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Aside from them actually giving me some topic to rant about, this is why, and I do honestly believe a lot of you guys fail to see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They're still people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, this is a comment I get a lot. "They're just trolls,﻿ don't listen to them." &lt;p&gt;A lot of people don't realize that trolls are still people, and even  if they deny the point that they are unlike that in "real life", the  actuality is, a part of them in their personality/character really  enjoys the sadness/negativity from others. They take pleasure from it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;It's one thing to giggle when you see someone trip, another to laugh  when you trip someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The latter is messed up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So with all due respect,﻿ for all the people  who have ever told me to just "ignore trolls", I will not, because the  reality is, they are still people. Just really messed up people. And  they're the people I hope I can at least try to change.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because, it's so easy for us to just brush off that, "Oh, they're  just trolls", as if they're not people at all, but they are. They're human beings behind their monitors, and that's what's so messed up...they're human beings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never do I find it in me to pour salt upon one's injury, to step on someone when they're already down, purposely try to demolish a person's self-esteem or self-worth, any person, even a complete stranger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have no desire in any part of me to do that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just because such people aren't like how they act in real life, doesn't mean they aren't like that as a person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's always a possibility that there are people who  are actually that stupid/messed without knowing, and those who do know they are, but do not understand the slightest bit because of a lack of experience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whether it's the former or the latter, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will listen to them, I enjoy listening to them and I consider them human beings...and they are the ones who give me so much insight on human beings and just how fucked up human beings can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Sometimes, people are so used to just saying that they're trolls that they fail to realize they are still human...and that's just how the world is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-4598230108294017770?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/4598230108294017770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/dear-everyone-who-tells-me-to-ignore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>There are many things you could say about music.&lt;br /&gt;For the artist and for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The artist will always have their own reasons, their own stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Music expresses the emotions I could never utter or find in words to express.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Qm9d5wAXW5c" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="266" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We are strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're not looking for where we belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're not cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We are free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And we're running with blood on our knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-6363464319106317431?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/6363464319106317431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/6363464319106317431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/6363464319106317431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/03/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Qm9d5wAXW5c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-3785827785507300073</id><published>2011-02-27T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T17:49:54.091-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Florence + The Machine - Drumming Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/K6F1mRuA2W0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's a drumming noise inside my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That starts when you're around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I swear that you could hear it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It makes such an all mighty sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's a drumming noise inside my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That throws me to the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I swear that you should hear it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It makes such an all mighty sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louder than sirens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louder than bells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sweeter than heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And hotter than hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She mesmerizes me with such passion...the strength of her voice is divine.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-3785827785507300073?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/3785827785507300073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/02/florence-machine-drumming-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/3785827785507300073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/3785827785507300073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/02/florence-machine-drumming-song.html' title='Florence + The Machine - Drumming Song'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/K6F1mRuA2W0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-7486487021090927900</id><published>2011-02-22T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T00:10:45.491-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Being a Man</title><content type='html'>I often get pointed out, by people who think that I'm a boy, that I have no right to call anyone a "kid" because I, myself, am one.&lt;br /&gt;They base this on my young looks and voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often brush off everything, but this particular comment made me really want to say something:               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;No offence but dont call people kids :D When you sound more  like a man ur free to call anyone a kid. But﻿ respect for response (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="content"&gt;&lt;div class="comment-text" dir="ltr"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;            &lt;a class="author" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/HungryHipbo" title="HungryHipbo"&gt;- HungryHipbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Is that it? Sound of a voice? So it's not a matter of what a person  stands up for, how intelligent they are, how much experience in life  they've had, but﻿ simply the sound of ones  voice which can not be controlled and is given through growth and  possible genetics?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;If that's what you call "a man", no offense, but you shouldn't be  saying who has the right to call someone "a kid" and who doesn't. &lt;/p&gt;It saddens me, and also enrages me, that some peoples' perception of "being a man" is based on a person's voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A single parent who works to support their family, stand up for their children when they're being picked on and fights against idiotic prejudices towards single parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;That's a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who defends his/her own belief while still trying to keep an open mind towards everyone and anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;That's a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who, not only stands up for their own friends/family, but also strangers who are being demeaned or ill spoken of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;That's a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even based off of religious stories, Jesus Christ was THE FUCKING MAN.&lt;br /&gt;He had his own beliefs, stood up for them, stood up for both those who believed in what he believed in and those who didn't, hung out and made friends with those who were diseased, prostitutes, sinners and basically anyone that a typical person would judge and avoid right off the bat; and also, he died for the sake of others, whether they be with him or not, whoever they are, where ever they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not a religious person, but looking at that story from a non-believer point of view, that's still a pretty fuckin' awesome man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're trying to prove to YOURSELF that you're a man, because the only thing you HAVE is the depth of voice, or a pair of testicles, then you're a pathetic excuse of a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way, girls have balls.&lt;br /&gt;We just have them on our chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;It's one thing to have a pair, but another to own one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images1.memegenerator.net/ImageMacro/5115710/BE-a-MAN-Do-the-RIGHT-THING.jpg?imageSize=Medium&amp;amp;generatorName=Pissed-off-Obama"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 360px;" src="http://images1.memegenerator.net/ImageMacro/5115710/BE-a-MAN-Do-the-RIGHT-THING.jpg?imageSize=Medium&amp;amp;generatorName=Pissed-off-Obama" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-7486487021090927900?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/7486487021090927900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/02/being-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/7486487021090927900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/7486487021090927900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/02/being-man.html' title='Being a Man'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-5524935296207860687</id><published>2011-02-20T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T00:10:27.214-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Oh Land - Sun of a Gun</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lWRi7gDYjVY" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="266" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once burned, twice shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too much of your light make me blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd wait all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you left one too many times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to change the orbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't care what you do now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to live in darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't want to be spun around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You go down, down, down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I fall out of love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come back round, round, round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You sun of a gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You go down, down, down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This time I won't save you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you drown, drown, drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You sun of a gun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-5524935296207860687?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/5524935296207860687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-land-sun-of-gun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5524935296207860687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5524935296207860687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-land-sun-of-gun.html' title='Oh Land - Sun of a Gun'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lWRi7gDYjVY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-304411295132333990</id><published>2011-02-10T04:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T02:59:44.556-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Where to go?</title><content type='html'>I don't know where I'm going in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the brutal truth about it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days, you'll be so sure about where you want to be, where you want to go...&lt;br /&gt;Other days, you'll realize, you don't know where you're going or what you're doing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows if what you're doing will be worth it in the end?&lt;br /&gt;Who knows if everything you're saving will be used at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have hopes as to where to go, yes.&lt;br /&gt;Vague hopes, or specific hopes.&lt;br /&gt;Some of us know how to get there, some of us have no idea if we're going to the right way at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's frustrating...isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you don't have the time... make the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TVPc2ZEIehI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/R9zUEm0XkFU/s1600/IMG_0687_fixed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TVPc2ZEIehI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/R9zUEm0XkFU/s400/IMG_0687_fixed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572039990986701330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-304411295132333990?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/304411295132333990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/02/where-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/304411295132333990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/304411295132333990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/02/where-to-go.html' title='Where to go?'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TVPc2ZEIehI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/R9zUEm0XkFU/s72-c/IMG_0687_fixed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-5025693437477098931</id><published>2011-02-01T00:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T01:01:12.001-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><title type='text'>Argument Fail</title><content type='html'>I want you all to read and realize something about this response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;im not even going to explain my reasoning to you , because i know your  to ignorant to open your mind to﻿ my ideas. just by looking at your  idiotic comment. its about corporations. i dont even care. i know things  you will never in your meaningless life know. ive seen and been apart  of things you cant even contemplate so shut your whore mouth. dont call  me a dumbass. go educate yourself before you go trolling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice something?&lt;br /&gt;If you noticed that there is not one line of reasoning for his side of the argument that is factual to his opposition, you found it! ...and that this person has horrible grammar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Some idiots will argue like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll state your defense for one argument, and this is what they'll proclaim:&lt;br /&gt;1. You are uneducated&lt;br /&gt;2. They are (somehow) better than you, thus they don't need to explain anything&lt;br /&gt;3. Their ideas are much too broad for your interpretation, thus there is no explanation for it either&lt;br /&gt;4. State the topic, but not anything about the topic in his/her side&lt;br /&gt;5. Personally attack you&lt;br /&gt;6. Announce that they have experienced things beyond your comprehension or knowing, but will not explain or even tell you what they have experienced&lt;br /&gt;7. Point the finger back at you for supposedly being wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice, that in all those points, NOT ONE is ANYTHING about what they're actually opposing and why.&lt;br /&gt;They will bluff themselves up just to make you seem smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop their over-sized ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw facts at them, questions based on facts about the topic.&lt;br /&gt;Question them about their "knowledge" and point them out on their entire faulty "argument".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If in the end, they still say, "I'm not going to waste my breath/thoughts/ideas/words on you."&lt;br /&gt;Ask them this, and cordially leave,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"How can you waste something you don't even have?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TUfLAYjbUpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/cxmf-rLXPwM/s1600/69752_460213247114_622722114_5928160_2646744_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TUfLAYjbUpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/cxmf-rLXPwM/s400/69752_460213247114_622722114_5928160_2646744_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568642671718388370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For bonus points, just keep responding to them by laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Always works too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-5025693437477098931?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/5025693437477098931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/02/argument-fail.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5025693437477098931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5025693437477098931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/02/argument-fail.html' title='Argument Fail'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TUfLAYjbUpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/cxmf-rLXPwM/s72-c/69752_460213247114_622722114_5928160_2646744_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-7212636948802903501</id><published>2011-01-23T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T03:03:00.034-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Death Penalty</title><content type='html'>The death sentence is a controversial topic, just as controversial as abortion because it concerns the concept of taking away a human being's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be quite frank: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;I am FOR the death sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me address some common arguments as to why people are NOT FOR the Death Sentence (simply because I always feel like I'm rambling without someone to give me specifics to go in to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Deciding whether a human being lives or dies is inhumane and no man has such power to dictate such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, you already have dictated it. You've locked up this human being for life and constricted him to stay in a building for all his life. Sure, there are work out areas, work time, visits, so on...but what's a life without living it? He may not be dead, but he sure doesn't have a life either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;2. It's unfair to take a life for a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this heavily depends on your moral standing and value of human life, dependent on what you believe is valuable based on the actions people have committed in their life.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing my stance on human life, especially those who have wronged others in such a horrific way, I think it's absolutely fair.&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;If anyone injures his neighbor, whatever he has done must be done to him: fracture for fracture, eye for eye, tooth for tooth. As he has injured the other, so he is to be injured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;-Leviticus 24:19-20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;3. What if you kill an innocent person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is under the best hopes that we don't. I don't even want an innocent person being convicted of anything, let alone the death penalty, and I'm sure you don't want the innocent being pointed as guilty either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;4. Death is an easy way out, the point is for them to suffer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see your point, but the thing is, I'd rather just have them rid from the world than have them still alive. I can understand the suffering of boredom, I'm sure everyone is afraid to be bored because of that feeling of not knowing what to do...but it just seems more productive to get rid of them.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about inhumane though, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;5. It costs more to have the Death Penalty than to actually support life imprisonment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually true, and I can't argue against it.&lt;br /&gt;Millions of dollars will be saved! &lt;a href="http://www.deathpenalty.org/article.php?id=42"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/29552692/ns/us_news-crime_and_courts/"&gt;Other Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people really shoot themselves in the foot; however, when they talk about money, and then they point out that you can't put a price on the life of a human being. I just find that funny.&lt;br /&gt;Coming from Canada; however, the money saved would either go straight to the government or back in to our pockets, and knowing the government here, it'd go to them. I'd rather have it go in to the Death Penalty, since the money going to the government would be as productive as giving money to monkeys who are already throwing their feces in your face and laughing at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is all my shpeel.&lt;br /&gt;I realize people have different morals and values, and some would agree with me for different reasons, some would disagree with me for different reasons, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's entitled to their own belief and such, so I guess at the end of this all, if any of you are wondering what is going through the minds of someone who is actually for the death penalty, this is it...at least...coming from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you all off with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vJkpDNwM0lk" allowfullscreen="" width="420" frameborder="0" height="266"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-7212636948802903501?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/7212636948802903501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/death-sentence.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/7212636948802903501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/7212636948802903501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/death-sentence.html' title='Death Penalty'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vJkpDNwM0lk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-6363499865912983512</id><published>2011-01-21T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T00:40:28.965-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>P!nk - Fucking Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.vevo.com/VideoPlayer/Embedded?videoId=USLV41000041&amp;amp;playlist=false&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;playerId=62FF0A5C-0D9E-4AC1-AF04-1D9E97EE3961&amp;amp;playerType=embedded&amp;amp;env=0"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.vevo.com/VideoPlayer/Embedded?videoId=USLV41000041&amp;amp;playlist=false&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;playerId=62FF0A5C-0D9E-4AC1-AF04-1D9E97EE3961&amp;amp;playerType=embedded&amp;amp;env=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" width="575" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel&lt;br /&gt;Like you're less than fuckin' perfect&lt;br /&gt;Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing&lt;br /&gt;You're fuckin' perfect to me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-6363499865912983512?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/6363499865912983512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/pnk-fucking-perfect.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/6363499865912983512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/6363499865912983512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/pnk-fucking-perfect.html' title='P!nk - Fucking Perfect'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-376482192638241075</id><published>2011-01-20T03:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T21:14:16.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Idiots</title><content type='html'>No matter how much has changed, there will always be idiots in the world.&lt;br /&gt;At some point or another, you were either naive or a complete idiot.&lt;br /&gt;As I was. As I probably am sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't expect people to grow up too fast; likewise, you can't try to idiot-proof everything, because idiots will be idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can hope for change in the world, but you can't put all your expectations in to it.&lt;br /&gt;You may even be dead before anything happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best and most you can do is to know yourself, deal with yourself and change yourself for the better.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing your own castle will help you build the defenses against what's out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not always be able to change THE world, but you can always change YOUR world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TTgkhZ-LEMI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aZIe03JYau4/s1600/163424_460213407114_622722114_5928166_1621290_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TTgkhZ-LEMI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aZIe03JYau4/s400/163424_460213407114_622722114_5928166_1621290_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564237495942189250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also always healthy to have a vent for your anger and frustration created within you by idiots.&lt;br /&gt;RELEASE YOUR KRAKEN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-376482192638241075?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/376482192638241075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/idiots.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/376482192638241075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/376482192638241075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/idiots.html' title='Idiots'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TTgkhZ-LEMI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aZIe03JYau4/s72-c/163424_460213407114_622722114_5928166_1621290_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-1551614403960843873</id><published>2011-01-15T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T04:41:31.142-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Sad Songs</title><content type='html'>When a person is sad, they're often told to "Cheer up" or that "Things will get better", all said with good intentions, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad reality is; however, is that you can't jump straight in to "getting better". You cannot cheer up until you have wallowed in your own sorrows, your mourning or your pity.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't sound healthy at all, but you need to go through this sadness to begin realizing what you're in before you understand where you need to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, staying alone at home crying is, though emotionally saddening inside you, is the best you can do for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing, that is so beautiful with the arts, especially music, is that it gives people something to relate to.&lt;br /&gt;Some people will tell you, "No, no, stay away from those sad songs! They're bad for you!"&lt;br /&gt;To be honest...they aren't. They're the best thing you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some time or another, one way or another, humans will want, even need, some form or level of understanding from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad songs do just that.&lt;br /&gt;It gives people who are going through a problem a thought or a realization that others have gone through such a time, emotion or event.&lt;br /&gt;That they are still standing.&lt;br /&gt;That they are not alone in how they feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartache, depression, loneliness, drug abuse, alcoholism, death of a friend, death of a family member, divorce, insecurity, break ups, impossible love, confusion in life, loss, guilt, fear, revenge, war, famine, disease, hopelessness...all these topics have been covered many times over, in different ways and in different songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people may see such songs as downers.&lt;br /&gt;But for those people going through such problems, or hard times in their lives, these songs aren't pushing them down, but lifting them up.&lt;br /&gt;As odd as it all sounds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, it will be the understanding of the problem sung, the empathy that courses through one's heart...and this is the beginning of your healing.&lt;br /&gt;When you realize that the song shows you more about how you are not alone in how you feel, rather than the actual feeling of emotions...that is a sign of your first step towards healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="362" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7wF4K7vU1Mc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7wF4K7vU1Mc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="362" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-1551614403960843873?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/1551614403960843873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/sad-songs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1551614403960843873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1551614403960843873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/sad-songs.html' title='Sad Songs'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-6829632232021833259</id><published>2011-01-10T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T00:39:25.157-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>QualiaSoup - Open-mindedness</title><content type='html'>I have yet to put my understanding in to words for "open-mindedness" and "closed-mindedness".&lt;br /&gt;For now; however, I would like to introduce you all to QualiaSoup.&lt;br /&gt;I love his videos, the way he explains things and the way he thinks. To be honest, I look up to him quite a bit, just by how he thinks around an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could explain things as well as he can...I'd be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="362"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T69TOuqaqXI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T69TOuqaqXI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="362"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-6829632232021833259?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/6829632232021833259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/qualiasoup-open-mindedness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/6829632232021833259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/6829632232021833259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/qualiasoup-open-mindedness.html' title='QualiaSoup - Open-mindedness'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-8444585413251895649</id><published>2011-01-08T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T14:03:30.720-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Passion Pit - Little Secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ScC_pi3PJ9k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ScC_pi3PJ9k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mother I can tell what you've been thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Staring at the stars on your ceiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thinking once there was a power that you were wielding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And now I've hit the mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Staring at the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I cannot help but ignore the people staring at my scars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let this be our little secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one needs to know we're feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Higher and higher and higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I feel alive and I feel it in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Up and up and keep on climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Higher and higher and higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-8444585413251895649?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/8444585413251895649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/passion-pit-little-secrets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8444585413251895649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8444585413251895649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/passion-pit-little-secrets.html' title='Passion Pit - Little Secrets'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-8714165917632164341</id><published>2011-01-07T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T13:14:16.301-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>"We either live together, or die together."</title><content type='html'>No words can describe how happy I am that people can stand together as people; not separated by their lifestyles, but together, respecting each other, as human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://english.ahram.org.eg/News/3365.aspx"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-8714165917632164341?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/8714165917632164341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-either-live-together-or-die-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8714165917632164341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8714165917632164341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-either-live-together-or-die-together.html' title='&quot;We either live together, or die together.&quot;'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-1920087745318272540</id><published>2011-01-06T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T04:44:43.020-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homosexuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Employment Non-Discrimination Act (ENDA)</title><content type='html'>This site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.endahurtskids.com/"&gt;http://www.endahurtskids.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking makes me mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barack Obama is planning to pass a legislation which allows those who are transgendered and or transvestites to be teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Tomboys, drag queens, women who act like guys, guys who act like girls, FTM, MTF, they are now allowed to become teachers regardless of what they look like.&lt;br /&gt;And there's an entire site for a petition against this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see their arguments against ENDA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Under the so-called, Employment Non-Discrimination Act (ENDA),  your children will be trapped in classes taught by drag queens and  transgender activists."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trapped? Shitson, I was always able to talk to a counselor to change my classes.&lt;br /&gt;Transgender activists? I'm not a transgender activist. I'm an activist for equality for all HUMAN BEINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Students will be indoctrinated that “alternative lifestyles” are no different than traditional lifestyles."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is "traditional"?&lt;br /&gt;The culture melting pot that America promotes? Assimilation?&lt;br /&gt;Are women in hijabs a traditional lifestyle? Yeah, it is. Oh, it's not? Not to you?&lt;br /&gt;OH, WELL ISN'T THAT SOME NEWS, DID IT EVER OCCUR TO YOU THAT "TRADITION" IS HEAVILY BASED ON THE SUBJECTIVITY OF PEOPLE?&lt;br /&gt;The fact that you eat dinner at 9pm is ALREADY an "alternative lifestyle".&lt;br /&gt;"Lifestyle" is the style of life (herp derp), and there is NOTHING traditional, constructed, bounded, or identical in LIFE ITSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Young children will be forced to learn about bizarre sexual fetishes – and you will have no say in the matter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell does "bizarre sexual fetishes" come from?!&lt;br /&gt;ANY teacher that expresses ANY sexual fetishes in ANY class (aside from Sex ed) SHOULD be REPORTED.&lt;br /&gt;PARENTS DAM WELL HAVE A SAY IN THE MATTER IF A TEACHER IS INAPPROPRIATELY TOUCHING A STUDENT, OR IF THE STUDENT THEMSELVES ARE FEELING UNCOMFORTABLE.&lt;br /&gt;It's a HUMAN RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Once this happens, every homosexual, bisexual, and transgender teacher  will have free reign to indoctrinate our children into accepting these  “alternative lifestyles” as normal and good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, what's wrong with it?&lt;br /&gt;"Love your significant other with the utmost depth of your heart"?&lt;br /&gt;"Accept others for who they are as a person, not what they are"?&lt;br /&gt;"Be who you are, accept who you are, and love yourself"?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is definitely not normal or good. We are people who are enveloped in ignorance and hate. ANYTHING that is against that is definitely not normal OR good. For us. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Thus, children will be trapped in classes taught by men who dress as  women and students will be indoctrinated that it’s normal behavior."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, it's not normal for us to accept or love ourselves for who we are.&lt;br /&gt;We must always hide ourselves and our true feelings and identities.&lt;br /&gt;Never stay true to ourselves. Never.&lt;br /&gt;That's the normal behavior. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Children need a stable and secure environment in which to learn. ENDA threatens that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the people who come up with such bullshit even PASSED high school?&lt;br /&gt;Have they even STEPPED IN TO HIGH SCHOOL?&lt;br /&gt;HIGH SCHOOL IS FAR FROM STABLE.&lt;br /&gt;Secure? SECURE?! What about the STRING of children committing suicide because they were getting BULLIED because they were homosexual or said to be homosexual, and their SCHOOL WOULD DO NOTHING TO SECURE IT?!&lt;br /&gt;Right, so children who are homosexual should not have a secure environment.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of seeing, "Homosexual children", why can't you idiots simply see, "Children".&lt;br /&gt;CHILDREN. HUMAN BEINGS THAT CAN GROW UP WITH SO MUCH POTENTIAL, ALIKE YOUR CHILDREN.&lt;br /&gt;CHILDREN. WHO ARE SONS/DAUGHTERS TO MOTHERS AND FATHERS?&lt;br /&gt;MOTHERS/FATHERS, ALIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"If ENDA becomes law, she-male activists and cross-dressing teachers will hold your child hostage in the classroom."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're violent-ass-G-muthafuckas.&lt;br /&gt;$1, 000, 000, upfront, in the garbage can behind the gym, at 1:30pm, after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Your child can help us make the ransom notes during art time.&lt;br /&gt;We will provide magazines.&lt;br /&gt;We recycle. But we still G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"A person can have a so-called sex change operation, but their DNA is  unchanged.  Maleness and femaleness are in the DNA of a person. No one  can truly change from one sex to another."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maleness"? "Femaleness"? You mean the XY/XX chromosomes that determine what sex we are while we're in development?&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU KNOW that every human being starts off as female?&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact.&lt;br /&gt;But aside from that, what about DNA is so important?&lt;br /&gt;Is the fact that your sex is male, are you the same as every male on the planet?&lt;br /&gt;What about YOU makes you, YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about this, for a second, if you will:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"DNA is what we are, not who we are."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;- Grissom (CSI Las Vegas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick and tired of these idiots.&lt;br /&gt;They are just like the racists of 1950's.&lt;br /&gt;They don't see "people", they see "black people".&lt;br /&gt;They don't see "people", they see "homosexual people".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're human beings.&lt;br /&gt;That's the only commonality we have.&lt;br /&gt;That's all you have to remember. ONE THING.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, you are still able to fuck that up. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what matters?&lt;br /&gt;TEACHERS that can TEACH.&lt;br /&gt;REGARDLESS of what they look like, what they do behind closed doors, what they do that doesn't affect your children at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TSW4ucdjTII/AAAAAAAAAJM/T6GB907wMFg/s1600/2ngvjpf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TSW4ucdjTII/AAAAAAAAAJM/T6GB907wMFg/s400/2ngvjpf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559052423112379522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-1920087745318272540?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/1920087745318272540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/employment-non-discrimination-act-enda.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1920087745318272540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1920087745318272540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/employment-non-discrimination-act-enda.html' title='Employment Non-Discrimination Act (ENDA)'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TSW4ucdjTII/AAAAAAAAAJM/T6GB907wMFg/s72-c/2ngvjpf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-55186898697716549</id><published>2011-01-06T02:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T04:48:00.345-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homosexuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Homolicious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X6pcQp6Xevc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X6pcQp6Xevc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote for him too if you want :D&lt;br /&gt;He pretty much said the things I forgot to mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"DUDE, WOMEN don't want to fuck you, what are you talkin' about? You don't appeal to HETEROSEXUALS, now you think you're HOMOLICIOUS? What's wrong with you?"&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/6783370640870816786-55186898697716549?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/55186898697716549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/homolicious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/55186898697716549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/55186898697716549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/homolicious.html' title='Homolicious?'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-4685599672125627458</id><published>2011-01-01T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T02:34:48.675-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>"No one likes a nice guy"</title><content type='html'>This saying has always been repeated over and over and over and over and over again, so many times that I can't count.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of guys who self-proclaim themselves as nice guys always lose faith in themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with two general (and rather stupid) perspectives - the nice guy and the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;THE NICE GUY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I always get friend-zoned because I'm too nice&lt;br /&gt;- I'm always there for her&lt;br /&gt;- The girl's dating a complete jackass, why should I be a nice guy?&lt;br /&gt;- I always try and try and try, and I get nothing in return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nice guys are boring and shy&lt;br /&gt;- Bad boys are exciting and dangerous&lt;br /&gt;- Nice guys are weak, bad boys are strong&lt;br /&gt;- Nice guys are good husbands, I guess, but bad boys are fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People seem to be so entranced by these thoughts and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;JUST FUCKING STOP IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Dear Self-Proclaimed Nice Guys who are Bitter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love isn't something you work for. A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELATIONSHIP &lt;/span&gt;is something you work for, but NOT love. A real relationship REQUIRES love, but people can always still force a relationship. You'll eventually realize when it doesn't feel right though. Love comes on its own.&lt;br /&gt;You can NOT try, or work, or force, or buy love. It comes on its own accord.&lt;br /&gt;You're not friend-zoned because you're a nice guy, you're friend-zoned because you are a good friend and that's what the girl wants you to be, a friend. She is NOT interested in you in that way, it's not YOUR fault, it's just what happens naturally.&lt;br /&gt;You tell me if you can choose to, wholeheartedly, love ANY your friends in a way of a significant other, by your own will, simply by how nice they are to you. Let me know if you can do that.&lt;br /&gt;Because if you can't even think about that friend you're trying to love and smile just by the thought of him/her, then realize that you're trying to force this upon the girl you're trying to appease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who also try to reason with how much of a jackass someone is, is completely idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;Unless the significant other examples signs of violent abuse or she is telling you how much of a jackass he is, the whole "the guy's a jackass" view is coming from YOUR eyes. YOUR view. YOUR experience. YOUR perspective.&lt;br /&gt;Just because the guy is a douchebag to you, doesn't mean he's a jackass to his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm friends with people that my other friends dislike, I know people who are the sweetest guys to their girlfriends but can be a real tough asshole to other people.&lt;br /&gt;People don't treat everyone the same, even you may not treat two friends the same. Maybe one friend, you're just naturally closer with, or that one friend shares a lot of inside jokes with you. Think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Dear Girl who can't look past Stereotypes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because a guy is nice, doesn't mean he's boring. Nice is one thing, but that doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy sports, or hanging out with friends or going to a party or drinking. Does drinking make someone not nice? The hell is with that thought? Nice guys also don't mean that they aren't outgoing. Those are two different personality traits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know plenty of good guys who are well toned and can put up a really good fight. Some even study martial arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nice" is just ONE word. It doesn't describe a PERSON COMPLETELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear Everyone who hopes for a serious relationship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love happens, but it'll happen on its own. The most you can really do is introduce yourself and get to know each other.&lt;br /&gt;If it happens, it'll happen. If not, it won't. But don't get bummed out by it.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's human to feel sad, but don't let it drag you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, personally, don't believe in love at first sight. I believe in lust at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;But if that lust does grow to something more, by all means, congratulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't date because the person looks hot, or because they're popular, or because you can show the relationship off.&lt;br /&gt;Date, because you actually like the person, love the person, and want to live life together. Physically, mentally and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of what others think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships work, relationships don't work.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's worth taking a break from the whole dating thing, and by all means, take your time.&lt;br /&gt;There's no rush. It just happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Do not fear loss.&lt;br /&gt;If you fear loss, you will never gain anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TSAxCtSUuEI/AAAAAAAAAJE/OfbSU2PsrHM/s1600/tumblr_l3p4ccSsHG1qb3nbuo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TSAxCtSUuEI/AAAAAAAAAJE/OfbSU2PsrHM/s400/tumblr_l3p4ccSsHG1qb3nbuo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557495862761142338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls can be confusing. Guys can be too.&lt;br /&gt;Just because you understand yourself, doesn't mean others can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An acquaintance of mine, who has been dating her boyfriend for...well over 4 years, told me this:&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, yeah, he was sort of a "bad boy" type. Smoking, staying out late, not caring about school even though he was smart and all. The sort of fun thing about dating a "bad boy" is the idea of changing him to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can quite happily say that they are still as happy as ever...and she changed him well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-4685599672125627458?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/4685599672125627458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-one-likes-nice-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/4685599672125627458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/4685599672125627458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-one-likes-nice-guy.html' title='&quot;No one likes a nice guy&quot;'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TSAxCtSUuEI/AAAAAAAAAJE/OfbSU2PsrHM/s72-c/tumblr_l3p4ccSsHG1qb3nbuo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-5180643658144170431</id><published>2011-01-01T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T06:02:19.715-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>New Years 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TR8fG4F-n-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/j8Fp4QakXqU/s1600/tumblr_lecd23p90y1qcfltko1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TR8fG4F-n-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/j8Fp4QakXqU/s400/tumblr_lecd23p90y1qcfltko1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557194668195618786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who the original artist of this is, but thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had great last moments of 2010 and had some awesome first moments of 2011.&lt;br /&gt;Recap of what I did:&lt;br /&gt;- Didn't drink anything alcoholic because I was driving&lt;br /&gt;- Cooked potatoes for my friends LOL because it was a potluck but I fried some there anyways&lt;br /&gt;- Played a lot of funny ass card games&lt;br /&gt;- Gave one of my friends a really horrible lap dance&lt;br /&gt;- Watched my friends get licked, hickey-ed, or humped&lt;br /&gt;- I had to have an ass to my face because I lost a card game&lt;br /&gt;- I french-kissed my best friend...twice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, fun night :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a great one :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;ONWARDS! TO 2011!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-5180643658144170431?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/5180643658144170431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-years.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5180643658144170431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5180643658144170431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-years.html' title='New Years 2011'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TR8fG4F-n-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/j8Fp4QakXqU/s72-c/tumblr_lecd23p90y1qcfltko1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-3242023687057730626</id><published>2010-12-30T02:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T02:31:23.764-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homosexuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Homosexuality is not a Choice</title><content type='html'>There are many, many things I could really say.&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I just want to show this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="362" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ZGH4kRnYps?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ZGH4kRnYps?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="362" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;"You don't choose to be gay, the only thing you choose is to accept who you﻿ are."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-3242023687057730626?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/3242023687057730626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/homosexuality-is-not-choice.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/3242023687057730626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/3242023687057730626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/homosexuality-is-not-choice.html' title='Homosexuality is not a Choice'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-1942459894153444283</id><published>2010-12-29T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T02:27:58.491-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homosexuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Sexuality</title><content type='html'>I've been getting a plethora of questions tracing along the lines of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"I'm straight/gay and I sort of like a (sex that does not pertain to their sexuality). Am I (insert sexuality that they say they are not)?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've answered this on Formspring many times over, and I think this is the best way I've explained it...&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of this explanation, the question derived from a lesbian girl who finds herself liking a guy, and questions if she's bisexual, though she dislikes the term "bisexual".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Think about it this way: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Do you like girls because you're gay? Or are you gay because you like girls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; The difference between the two is that the former concerns your need to follow a definition of a word you've attached on to yourself, and the latter concerns a word that is attached to you by others because you're doing what you do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Simply said, don't bother with all these sexuality labels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Love is uncontrollable, things can change. Such words should be given past the act, not before. Just do what you feel is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Deny the term bisexuality if you want, but don't deny yourself from happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, some people will ask, or make an example of me, saying that I call myself lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;If you really wanted me to explain it, I have a high sexual preference for females, though I'd totally go straight for Josh. If there is another guy, I sure haven't met him yet.&lt;br /&gt;Though that's confusing to people I meet. I mean, can you imagine?&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, you like girls?"&lt;br /&gt;"I guess, mainly I like them, since all my exes are girls, though I will totally go straight for this gay guy friend of mine who apparently has a slight liking for me too."&lt;br /&gt;Then even more questions come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By my preference in a significant other, I'm defined by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;society&lt;/span&gt; as a lesbian, if we're gonna get specific, even bisexual.&lt;br /&gt;If that's the way other people understand it, then so be it.&lt;br /&gt;If they get to know me better, I'll explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said before; however, don't try so hard to fit in to a word.&lt;br /&gt;Words can only say so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shouldn't be who you are because of a few words.&lt;br /&gt;The words should be what they are, what they mean, because of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3546/3320387815_74e4290dd8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3546/3320387815_74e4290dd8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words can only say so much, and sometimes, some things...or some people...can't even be described (completely) by words. Even words that don't exist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...or anything at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-1942459894153444283?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/1942459894153444283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/sexuality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1942459894153444283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1942459894153444283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/sexuality.html' title='Sexuality'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3546/3320387815_74e4290dd8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-1665872227762486457</id><published>2010-12-28T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T04:42:51.556-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><title type='text'>Thoughts About Santa</title><content type='html'>An example of how I can't stop thinking...all coming from the question, "Do you believe in Santa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X8pjfRIFlmM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X8pjfRIFlmM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-1665872227762486457?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/1665872227762486457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/thoughts-about-santa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1665872227762486457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1665872227762486457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/thoughts-about-santa.html' title='Thoughts About Santa'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-4421399929613822567</id><published>2010-12-27T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T04:46:06.135-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Human Beings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I am no licensed professional. I have no degree in human behavior. I can not read minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is something to always keep in mind:&lt;br /&gt;People are people.&lt;br /&gt;People are human beings.&lt;br /&gt;Human beings are human, regardless of race, ethnicity, nationality, sexuality, age, height, sex, gender, economic status, style, religion, diet, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human beings are capable of everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;Their actions may have reason or no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;They can be as saintly or as sinful as can be.&lt;br /&gt;There are similarities, there are differences.&lt;br /&gt;They can be capable of being emotionless or emotional, mindless or mindful.&lt;br /&gt;They can withstand excruciating pain, or cry from a pinch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know a single person completely inside and out in how they feel, what they think and what they do and why, but I know one thing for sure for everyone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Humans are human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1  style="margin: 0pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“If  each man or woman could  understand that every other human life is as  full of sorrows, or joys,  or base temptations, of heartaches and of  remorse as his own . . . how  much kinder, how much gentler he would  be.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;William Allen White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never put anything past a human being, or restrict their capabilities in any sense.&lt;br /&gt;Because they are human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;The only thing that binds us all in commonality is the fact that we are human, in every sense of the word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;As I am. As you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TRhsSMAhp-I/AAAAAAAAAIs/10sAL3By-iA/s1600/tumblr_lcq06hyiOC1qctlmho1_250.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TRhsSMAhp-I/AAAAAAAAAIs/10sAL3By-iA/s400/tumblr_lcq06hyiOC1qctlmho1_250.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555309200078383074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, awesome people are human too.&lt;br /&gt;Just that sometimes they seem too awesome to be human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-4421399929613822567?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/4421399929613822567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/human-beings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/4421399929613822567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/4421399929613822567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/human-beings.html' title='Human Beings'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TRhsSMAhp-I/AAAAAAAAAIs/10sAL3By-iA/s72-c/tumblr_lcq06hyiOC1qctlmho1_250.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-8007099098914364759</id><published>2010-12-23T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T22:45:49.797-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Do Things Happen for a Reason?</title><content type='html'>I got asked a question on my Formspring that went along the lines of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Do you think things happen for a reason?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun with this question simply because it brought up something that I didn't think about for a long time - my beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in anything but Fate, except this question made me think hard about what I really believed in.&lt;br /&gt;To reiterate my answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe things happen &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;for a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I believe things happen; and through the actions/reactions you have from the events given to you, thus leading to consequences, along with the fortune or misfortune of other random events occurring simultaneously, things will happen.&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the reason of logical reasoning (repetitiveness is repetitive), such as, I didn't do my homework so I got 0% on my homework, there is no grand reasoning for anything.&lt;br /&gt;Such reasoning is given by ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take, for example, a single event that happened to two people.&lt;br /&gt;Possibly a grandparent passing away, the grandchildren, a brother and sister, are notified.&lt;br /&gt;The objective fact is that the person has passed away due to old age.&lt;br /&gt;Subjectivity, past the event, would influence how the grandchildren see the world.&lt;br /&gt;The brother may see this event as a sign to live life fully because time is so short, and to spend your time with those dear to you, after suffering the pain of losing such a loved one.&lt;br /&gt;The sister may see this event as a sign that life is so futile, since in the end, everything dies, everyone must go, and that everything said and or done would not amount to anything since nothing lasts forever anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I look at it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;I don't believe things happen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for a reason&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I believe things happen and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we &lt;/span&gt;give it a reason in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our &lt;/span&gt;lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying my belief is right, it's just my thoughts, but I just wanted to let you guys see just how powerful a person's mindset can be in their life.&lt;br /&gt;We'll look back at our lives and find a reason for everything that has happened; things that have affected us in some way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to find reason in what you've lived through, but some people find it hard to see a reason to live on further.&lt;br /&gt;Remember this, as a plea from me to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Whether those events in your life are good or bad, you've given them reason in your life, and a reason for who you are.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Life itself is such a mysterious, cruel, amazing and beautiful thing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;There are still so many stories, and so many more reasons for you to live for. Unbeknownst to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;You just have to live through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Find the better in the bad and the best in the good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TRRBQiWNOkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/HJVMO3Zi7-g/s1600/best-of-friday-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TRRBQiWNOkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/HJVMO3Zi7-g/s400/best-of-friday-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554135992808323650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, some things will happen in our lives that really have no reason at all, even if you try to bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm more of a person who says, "I really don't care," than "This made me..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-8007099098914364759?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/8007099098914364759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-things-happen-for-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8007099098914364759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8007099098914364759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-things-happen-for-reason.html' title='Do Things Happen for a Reason?'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TRRBQiWNOkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/HJVMO3Zi7-g/s72-c/best-of-friday-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-5254989641980659470</id><published>2010-12-18T17:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T17:32:18.443-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><title type='text'>The Younger Generation</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iUKoHH88P1U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iUKoHH88P1U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In her channel, she writes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Although I may seem young I have watched all of Michelle Phan's videos so I know what I'm doing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, I'm not afraid you don't know what you're doing, I'm more afraid that you DO know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not even close to reaching puberty yet, WHY DO YOU NEED CONCEALER/FOUNDATION.&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S NOTHING TO CONCEAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I break out in pimples every month because of my period.&lt;br /&gt;GRAH&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/6783370640870816786-5254989641980659470?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/5254989641980659470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/younger-generation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5254989641980659470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5254989641980659470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/younger-generation.html' title='The Younger Generation'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-6937403641720714589</id><published>2010-12-18T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T06:54:54.569-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Passion Pit - The Reeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9U-Ul5qnLeQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9U-Ul5qnLeQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We dug these holes we crawled into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now they're my home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now here I cannot feel the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can't feel the rain or cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I believe in gentle harmony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How I loathe all this obscenity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is the way my life's got to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; By a single opportunity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Look at me, oh look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is this the way I've always been, oh no, oh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I'm dreaming somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Would simply come and kidnap me, oh no, oh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everyday I lie awake and pray to God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Today's the day, oh no, oh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Here I am, here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When will someone understand, oh no, oh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And all at once I feel this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh, how it clings to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It reels and calls me towards it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Confounding destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-6937403641720714589?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/6937403641720714589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/passion-pit-reeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/6937403641720714589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/6937403641720714589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/passion-pit-reeling.html' title='Passion Pit - The Reeling'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-4551320272401331477</id><published>2010-12-18T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T20:14:21.189-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homosexuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>"Why Don't You Find a Real Guy?"</title><content type='html'>This question often arises for girls who are dating tomboys, or the vice versa of the question asking why guys are dating a drag queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite literally, this was a question that came up for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"If they're lesbian, why would they date a girl that looks like a guy? Why don't they just date a real guy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Lesbian, gay, heterosexual, bisexual, whatever the sexuality, they're all just words after the definition. It's love. That's just it. Love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to the common belief, I believe that such labels are made after the decision. I'm not dating a girl because I am lesbian, I'm lesbian because I'm dating a girl.&lt;br /&gt;I don't do because of the word, the word does because I do.&lt;br /&gt;This may be a bit of a confuzzle for...most people except for me, maybe, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever people question homosexuality, whether that be two girly girls, manly men, or one of the spouses appear to be of the opposite sex, it surprises me how many people don't think about love.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;The emotion you should have when you are in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love isn't about sex organs, appearance, status or money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;It's about two people who, regardless of anything and everything, find that passion for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I asked you, random heterosexual person who doesn't think outside their own world, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"What do you love about your significant other,"&lt;/span&gt; chances are, your answers will be the same as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"He/she's beautiful, charming, funny, smart, witty...he/she's perfect."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I told you that there are loads of other people that are better looking than your significant other, you're most likely going to say, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Yeah, but I love him/her."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what...that's how we feel about our significant others too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me looking like a guy is for my own comfort.&lt;br /&gt;A girl falling in love with me; however, hopefully won't be for my looks (if I have any lul)...but it'll be for me.&lt;br /&gt;All of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Is Robyn the girl of your dreams?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"I wouldn't say 'the girl of my dreams,' no. The girl of my dreams would  have a bodacious rack. Probably different hair, could like sports a  little more. But...truth is...Robyn's better than the girl of my dreams.  You know why? Cause she's real."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;-Paul from 500 Days of Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are ever questioned for who you love and why you love, ask them the same questions they ask you.&lt;br /&gt;You'll realize that your answers are just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be proud.&lt;br /&gt;That you have that certain happiness. That you found someone so special to you.&lt;br /&gt;That you can honestly say that you love someone as much as they love you.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to have such a chance.&lt;br /&gt;You don't find it, you don't look for it, you don't work for it...it just happens.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let anyone take something so beautiful, and so rare, away from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may fall apart, it may not.&lt;br /&gt;But give it a chance...sometimes, it has to be against all odds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tdPypk4Oe-s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tdPypk4Oe-s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's school project, which was actually very well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="362" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jLLydLofWPQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jLLydLofWPQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="362" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Thai movie about a straight girl meeting a tomboy.&lt;br /&gt;(I really want to watch this :[ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-4551320272401331477?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/4551320272401331477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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won’t soothe your pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I won’t ease your strain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’ll seek you out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flay you alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One more word and you won’t survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I’m not scared of your stolen power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see right through you any hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-4424528744245045643?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/4424528744245045643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-1164879840057124929</id><published>2010-12-16T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T02:35:06.262-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>You Are Going to Die</title><content type='html'>Don't mean to scare anyone, and not meaning to sound bleak, but reality is, yeah, you are going to die.&lt;br /&gt;Not right now, maybe not tomorrow, maybe not next month, hell, maybe not even for 70 years.&lt;br /&gt;But one way or another, and if by nothing at all, you will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everything nowadays has some odd way of causing cancer, and if you don't eat at all, you'll starve to death, if you eat healthy, you may be subject to cheap health which causes cancer or poisoning from possible pesticides or insect infection, if you continue to buy organic, you're either going to work until you go insane or have a lack of money to support anything.&lt;br /&gt;Get hit by a car, bus, bike, motorcycle, crowd of people.&lt;br /&gt;Trip and fall on to concrete, drink too much and die of alcohol poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just the off chance of a disease that was undetected in you in earlier years.&lt;br /&gt;The unfortunate event of having some diabolical bastard murder you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows how, no one knows when, but one way or another, you will die.&lt;br /&gt;So live happily :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TQniRufbvDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/COVBHeWfpCU/s1600/tumblr_lcyo90niIQ1qakqxgo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1164879840057124929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-are-going-to-die.html' title='You Are Going to Die'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TQniRufbvDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/COVBHeWfpCU/s72-c/tumblr_lcyo90niIQ1qakqxgo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-8737136887461054954</id><published>2010-12-14T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T00:43:01.359-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Simplicity is Complex</title><content type='html'>This was rather a mind-fuck I thought about in the midst of my grade 9 year.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to create a design for a wall paper, something that was simple and aesthetically pleasing.&lt;br /&gt;In my thoughts to create something simple, I realized it was really fucking hard.&lt;br /&gt;It was complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was under that thought that I realized:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Complexity is not difficult in itself; it is difficult because we must realize its simplicities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply said (pun intended), complex things are not complex simply because they are, they are complex because we must break down the many simple things that build it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My art teacher reminds me, constantly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;"A genius is not one who thinks in complexity and complications. A genius is one who thinks in simplicity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never was able to put those grade 9 thoughts in to words, to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I could say was, "Simplicity is Complex. Complexity is Simple."&lt;br /&gt;I understood it...but in a sense...I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;But now I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;It's easy to explain something you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;It's easy to simply do what you know how to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;But it's hard to break it down to explain it to others, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;It's hard to break it in to the steps that you learned, or you grasped, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alike those teachers who fail at teaching. There is no doubt that they know their subject back and forth, but breaking it down in to simple steps for people to learn is not a skill that everyone has, or even realizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something I admire greatly about my mother, despite all the differences we often have - her thinking.&lt;br /&gt;My mother grew up in a poor family, and by poor, I mean her family had to cut wood for fire and collect clams from the beach for her dinner. Her family had pigs, which they had to carry down the mountain every few months or so to sell to get money. My grandma would eat bread and peanut butter every day almost for a meal, and would have egg with it sometimes if she felt luxurious.&lt;br /&gt;My mom was old school poor.&lt;br /&gt;But she learned. She learned many things she was never taught.&lt;br /&gt;The food she makes for the family is learned on her own, not by cooking recipes, or from her parents (who barely ever had time to cook a special meal), no, she learned by going to restaurants, when she had the money, and unraveling the food in her mind as she ate it, thinking about how it was prepared, wrapped, cooked (with what) and served.&lt;br /&gt;My mom is a quick and diverse thinker in terms of hands on matters, and her ways are simple. Very simple.&lt;br /&gt;Yet put altogether, they are complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aim to think, to teach and to learn like this.&lt;br /&gt;I'm no genius, but I'm aiming for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The  man who moves a mountain begins by carrying away small stones."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;-Confucius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times, we see the task or goal ahead of us, and it's rather daunting just how towering the task is.&lt;br /&gt;Under the shadow of our goal, we cringe. We begin to wonder, "How do we climb such a task?"&lt;br /&gt;We'll continually stare at the top of our goal in overwhelming fear that we won't even think about staring at the bottom, at a start...any start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a goal; we all do. Even though I have one, a rather big one, I try not to look at it too much.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, looking at amazingly skilled artist is a fantastic inspiration boost, but more often than not, I try to look at artists that are on my level so that I can get a glimpse of where my next step is.&lt;br /&gt;What I can improve on. How I can get better.&lt;br /&gt;Where my next step is on my mountainous goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Life isn't a great leap, but many steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Life isn't complicated. It's just made of many simplistic things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TQh8KFL2ubI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Jx9cg6mzt_Y/s1600/imageshow-to-draw-an-owl.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TQh8KFL2ubI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Jx9cg6mzt_Y/s400/imageshow-to-draw-an-owl.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550823053366573490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity. Organization. Compilation.&lt;br /&gt;(I tend to miss the middle step.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-8737136887461054954?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/8737136887461054954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/simplicity-is-complex.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8737136887461054954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8737136887461054954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/simplicity-is-complex.html' title='Simplicity is Complex'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TQh8KFL2ubI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Jx9cg6mzt_Y/s72-c/imageshow-to-draw-an-owl.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-1274330295067552125</id><published>2010-12-13T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T22:57:42.529-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>My Parent's Reaction to Art School</title><content type='html'>Coming from a typical Asian family, it's hard to tell your parents that you want to go art school...or anything that does not include:&lt;br /&gt;1. Going to school.&lt;br /&gt;2. Taking an academic.&lt;br /&gt;3. Being a doctor or a lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my experience, this is what happened:&lt;br /&gt;My parents asked me where I was going to after high school and I told them I'm going to an art university. Their initial shock was soothed by me letting them know that I'm applying to 6 other schools (it's risky to put all your faith in to the acceptance of one school anyways).&lt;br /&gt;My parents proceeded to tell me that it's hard to do art and earn money, and I told them, "I know".&lt;br /&gt;They then tell me about all their friends' daughters and sons in a well known academic university taking exams and studying sciences and going in to med school, and I tell them, "I know...".&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my out-of-school art teacher, who talked to them and told them that I was an avid illustrator and had a passion for just drawing and learning, my parents eased down a bit on the condescending tones.&lt;br /&gt;They simply asked me to apply to apply to the well known academic university just to see if I could get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got in to all the schools I applied for, and got an entrance scholarship (with tuition and housing paid) for one other university, though I didn't go to that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;They aren't really getting any easier to deal with, since they don't understand what I really go through in terms of projects and such, but they're learning more about it from my uncle, who was a concept artist back then, and also my art tutor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only advice for anyone trying to pursue their goal is thus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;If someone is against you (i.e. your parents), try your best to explain to them that it's really what you want to do, and you do better doing what you want than doing what you hate or rather dislike. The reality is, no one knows what they're going to be when they grow up, but you have time to learn, time to grow and time to think...it's your decision to do what you think and feel is right, and if it really does fail, then take others' advice.&lt;br /&gt;But you can tell yourself that at least you tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have no way out of your parents bickering, then I really just  have to say, for the sake of your sanity, do what they tell you do to,  finish it off, and if by that end you still really dislike it, do what  you want to do.&lt;br /&gt;At least you can tell your parents you tried.&lt;br /&gt;I know a friend in my animation program who has a degree in engineering,  but has taken up animation because he does like it a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;My marketing teacher in high school has 6 bachelors degrees in various subjects, though her first  one was business because her parents forced her in to it. She eventually  went to the same art university I went to, and then continued school  for other degrees, and somehow still ended up in teaching ... simply  because  she liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;My friends and I graduated high school without knowing a thing about what we're doing; we were just doing what we could do or felt like doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I liked arts, that's why I went in to it. I had more passion towards that than I did biology or psychology.&lt;br /&gt;My friends were academically gifted and they chose sciences.&lt;br /&gt;We are all in our third year.&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea I would've ended up in animation, I have friends who want to take another degree, some want to go in to Masters and some want to completely quit and change degrees.&lt;br /&gt;We asked each other, "What are you going to do after school?" and, realistically speaking, we all don't know.&lt;br /&gt;My friend doesn't know what she's going to do with a science degree in bio-chemistry, I don't know where I'm heading with my BFA, my friend doesn't know where she'll be with her degree in health and nutrition, or psychology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't know where we're going to end up.&lt;br /&gt;We don't know if we'll continue school or go in to the job world.&lt;br /&gt;We may know what we want to end up doing, but we don't know how to really get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;That's what life is full of...uncertainty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in the end, one way or another, you'll realize that the things you love doing is what you'll end up doing.&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you what to do or where to go...and that's the funny thing about life...you just have to live it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-1274330295067552125?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/1274330295067552125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-parents-reaction-to-art-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1274330295067552125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1274330295067552125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-parents-reaction-to-art-school.html' title='My Parent&apos;s Reaction to Art School'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-1611493263264044299</id><published>2010-12-13T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T02:02:07.606-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Sara Bareilles - King of Anything (Cover)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HdMZAeIfM94?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HdMZAeIfM94?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks Helen for posting this on your Tumblr :3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've got opinions, man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're all entitled to 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I never asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So let me thank you for your time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And try not to waste any more of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get out of here fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate to break it to you babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I'm not drowning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's no one here to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who cares if you disagree? You are not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who made you king of anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, you dare tell me who to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who died and made you king of anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-1611493263264044299?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/1611493263264044299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/sara-bareilles-king-of-anything-cover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1611493263264044299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1611493263264044299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/sara-bareilles-king-of-anything-cover.html' title='Sara Bareilles - King of Anything (Cover)'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-1812860348935104519</id><published>2010-12-11T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T17:51:05.410-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Periods (Yes, the bleeding that women have to go through monthly)</title><content type='html'>There are slight misconceptions and misunderstandings about periods which I wish to clarify.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, no guy will ever actually feel how a girl feels during her period, but we can get close enough...ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;"&gt;PMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite popular belief, a lot of girls don't suffer from PMS.&lt;br /&gt;What most girls are actually feeling, and what most guys point to and call "PMS", is actually simply a lack of energy.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, or even do this experiment, if you will, not sleeping for a day or two.&lt;br /&gt;Most average people will lack a significant amount of energy and thus be quite cranky or curt to anything that happens...well, that's what periods are like for girls.&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of the fact that we do sleep (rather uncomfortably during the entire time), the body is trying to get rid of and also replenish many dead cells, along with dealing with slight hormonal altercations during the time (before and after) of a period, all within a very fast rate. Now this is added on top of just using energy to function on a daily basis. That's a lot of energy consumed right there.&lt;br /&gt;So, no, most girls aren't ticked off due to PMS, it's simply due to a great lack of energy and probably very uncomfortable sleeping postures during the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;"&gt;CRAMPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls vary in cramp severity. I know some girls have to miss school because their cramps get so bad that they have a high chance of passing out due to the pain, others have a slight punch and the rest may not feel a thing at all during their periods (aside from blood gushing out whenever you stand up...ughhh).&lt;br /&gt;Cramps are attributed by the muscles in your uterus contracting, and for some girls, their muscles work a bit too hard, thus resulting in the major pain factor they may be experiencing.&lt;br /&gt;While exercise during your period does relieve cramps, just as a relaxation for all your muscles together, I have yet to meet a girl who would actually go for a jog while she's having some trouble getting out of the fetal position.&lt;br /&gt;Alternatives to this; however, is to drink something warm (hot chocolate, tea, water), take a nice hot shower or get a hot water pack for your abdominal area.&lt;br /&gt;Anything warm will help relieve muscle tension and help them relax a bit, and of course, remember to take deep breaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;"&gt;BLEEDING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls vary in the length of their period time. Some go for the full 7 days, some only last 4 days and some last even 2 or 3.&lt;br /&gt;They may also vary in the frequency of having periods, such as having it once every month, or every two months, and so on, though if you don't get it every month, you may want to check up with your doctor just in case, since it's usually a sign of something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;There's really not much else to say about this other than it's really fucking unpleasant.&lt;br /&gt;You sit for a while and stand up and you feel the gush of blood come through, though when you check, it's actually not that much, or when you sit you just feel the squish of blood in your crotch, or you're just walking and then you feel the oozing warmth of blood come out...yeah...it's just unpleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;"&gt;PADS VS TAMPONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people start out with pads, and really, they're just a strip of a diaper.&lt;br /&gt;You, as a girl, will have to determine how much absorbency will be needed for the pad to support you.&lt;br /&gt;Now, for those moving on to tampons, here are a few tips:&lt;br /&gt;1. The first time using it will be the hardest because you're too god damn nervous, and that's fine. Just try your best to relax.&lt;br /&gt;2. Tampons also go by absorbency, so no, shoving it deeper does not mean it will absorb more.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tampons will obviously reach a limit, so as a safe guard, always wear a pad while wearing a tampon, just in case it reaches maximum capacity and it leaks slightly.&lt;br /&gt;4. Do not wear a tampon for more than 8 hours, though chances are, you'll need to change your tampon every 3 - 4 hours anyways, but that's really depending on your weight of flow.&lt;br /&gt;5. Every tampon box comes with a warning about toxic shock, do not get frightened by that. It won't happen to you as long as you have common sense. Basically, everything that comes out during your period is dead/will die. Imagine having a tube of dead cells inside you...not very sanitary, right? Toxic shock is basically when you've left dead matter in you for too long and the environment inside your body is suitable for bacteria to grow and settle, and trust me, these kinds of bacteria are NOT the helpful kind. Simply make sure to change your tampon every 3-4 hours, and you'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;6. If you really don't need to wear a tampon, don't. It's natural for your vagina to air out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how many people have I made uncomfortable? :D&lt;br /&gt;But, yes, things like these I really do want to cover, especially the first topic which many males never seem to grasp, and even use that as a pathetic excuse to win an argument over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's a message for said guys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every human being has their pet peeves, and chances are, so do you.&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone likes to be bothered or annoyed with stupid questions or idiotic comments.&lt;br /&gt;Chances are, with or without a girl's period, they're still going to think you're an absolute dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;It's called being human.&lt;br /&gt;So, no, blaming a girl's argument or rhetoric on her PMS is not a valid argument...it simply shows that you've ran out of anything actually important to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;"&gt;Fun fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average intensity of pain for giving birth is equivalent to that of a man peeing out a peanut sized/shaped kidney stone out of his urethra (the pee hole).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TQNrT7JwERI/AAAAAAAAAII/a1wFPH0qwF0/s1600/26129_368545352114_622722114_4024763_7183464_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TQNrT7JwERI/AAAAAAAAAII/a1wFPH0qwF0/s400/26129_368545352114_622722114_4024763_7183464_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549397155890860306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-1812860348935104519?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TQNrT7JwERI/AAAAAAAAAII/a1wFPH0qwF0/s72-c/26129_368545352114_622722114_4024763_7183464_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-1669646130853959529</id><published>2010-12-07T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T10:31:00.904-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Wikipedia Skepticism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"I got a lot of funny looks ten years ago when I started talking to people about Wikipedia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let’s just say some people were skeptical of the notion that  volunteers from all across the world could come together to create a  remarkable pool of human knowledge – all for the simple purpose of  sharing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;-Wikipedia founder Jimmy Wales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often get criticized by people who think I use Wikipedia for my source of information when I get biological in my discussions.&lt;br /&gt;Common responses of, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Kid probably Googled the information,"&lt;/span&gt; often arise.&lt;br /&gt;My response, once again is, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;"So what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My curiosity for knowledge is inappropriate?&lt;br /&gt;My need to know more is a bad influence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People's skepticism towards Wikipedia, and the internet in general, bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, were you too stupid to stay in school long enough to realize that the information on Wikipedia corresponds with the things you learn in school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your cognitive abilities so deficient that you can't understand that even though Wikipedia is edited by a community, it is monitored by a strict administration of people who ACTUALLY want to share true knowledge and does scrutinize the citing of sources?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you incapable of scrolling down a page to see all the works cited, or look up to see notices on the possible instability of the information in the article?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned my information from 3 sources: a Grade 12 Biology textbook, my Biology teacher and experiments/dissections.&lt;br /&gt;From Google, you're able to see so many responses, find so many sources on just one single topic to further justify an idea or bring light to common misconceptions.&lt;br /&gt;The only difference is, you direct yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You make your own class.&lt;br /&gt;You must have your own questions and find your own answers, and no one should ever base an answer off of just a single source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said before, I believe that there are people out there who are good for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, I do believe there are people out there who are willing to spread knowledge for the sake of spreading knowledge (or curing stupidity).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is a powerful thing, and it is true, sometimes knowing more isn't always the best.&lt;br /&gt;But the bliss of ignorance is only blissful to that who is ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;To everyone else, it's just fucking annoying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcxtgbupZi1qdhmifo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 467px; height: 700px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcxtgbupZi1qdhmifo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry never made any sense.&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding, it did, but it took a helluva long time to actually understand it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-1669646130853959529?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/1669646130853959529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/wikipedia-skepticism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>Take That - Shine</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JwC1Ctrj6Xk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JwC1Ctrj6Xk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stop being so hard on yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's not good for your health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know that you can change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So clear your head and come round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You only have to open your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You might just get a big surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it may feel good and you might want to smile, smile, smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't you let your demons pull you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause you can have it all, you can have it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So come on, come on, get it on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't know what you're waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your time is coming don't be late, hey hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See the light on your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let it shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just let it shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let it shine.&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/6783370640870816786-5214949815255237251?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/5214949815255237251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/take-that-shine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5214949815255237251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5214949815255237251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/take-that-shine.html' title='Take That - Shine'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-524207211686810439</id><published>2010-12-05T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T10:31:27.933-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Good, for Goodness Sake</title><content type='html'>This blog won't make any sense until you listen/watch this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o9tJW9MDs2M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o9tJW9MDs2M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause I know there's sunshine behind that rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know there's good times behind that pain, hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can you tell me how I can make a change&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I close my eyes and I can see a better day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I close my eyes and pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I close my eyes and I can see a better day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I close my eyes and pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the broken-hearted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I pray for the life not started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I pray for all the ones not breathing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I pray for all the souls in need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I pray. Can you give em one today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just cant sleep tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can someone tell how to make a change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now, how many of you didn't listen because you saw it was Justin Bieber?&lt;br /&gt;How many of you instantly hate this music video and song because of Justin Bieber?&lt;br /&gt;How many of you accept the song, despite the fact that it's Justin Bieber?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened to the song, and while it's not exactly to my liking, I do like the meaning behind it and the music video.&lt;br /&gt;I read the comments under, and there are people defending Justin Bieber, whether they were his fan or not, and people still putting him down, and with a video like this, it disgusts me how they can still possibly be putting him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for those who know me, I'm not a fan of really any artist, let alone Justin Bieber.&lt;br /&gt;I like music. That's it. My taste in music is whatever sounds good to me.&lt;br /&gt;Quite honestly, yes, I do have a few Justin Bieber songs because I enjoy them and, hell, I'm not afraid to admit that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can; however, step out of my own taste and admit that something is inspiring, something is quite motivational, something can be very helpful for others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comments against Justin Bieber and the song follows along the lines of a pop singer manipulating the poor and the pained for profit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;My question is: So what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, manipulating and taking advantage of people's misery for your own success is completely against my moral values, but how do you know, for a fact, that he is like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of the times, whenever I go face to face with a complete asshole on the internet, they'll often tell me that it's the internet, everyone is like this.&lt;br /&gt;I tell them, speak for yourself, because I will never be such without a cause. I am who I am, and I like being good for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how Justin Bieber is like, but I'm willing to give him the benefit of the doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if his intentions were to make a profit, so what?&lt;br /&gt;Are you that concerned with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIS &lt;/span&gt;intention that you can't take the object (the song and video) and make it yours with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR INTENTION?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A knife can be used to cut the ropes of a captive or used to stab someone. If you hear first that a knife was used to murder someone, are you completely against knives now? That's just completely idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;This video has already inspired many others, can you not look past your bias, your skepticism, and see that?&lt;br /&gt;This video isn't restricted to race, religion, sexuality or anything, it's showing events that can happen to any of us and is happening to many people around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;It shows a world with a lack of hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;Either people can't get past their own bias, or people are stuck in pointing out the bad, the evil, the negative, all the while they won't even try to fix it or make it better. Make it in to something they think is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've shown, once before, Simple Plan's "Untitled", and I got responses telling me, "Sorry, but I don't like Simple Plan".&lt;br /&gt;It astounds me that people can't look past themselves, even others, to see a good intention, a good thought, a good purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are a lot of idiots in the world.&lt;br /&gt;People who are power hungry and find it easier to push others down so that they may appear on top, than to help others up so that they may also hold them up when they fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;But I truly do believe that there are people out there who are good, just for goodness sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-524207211686810439?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/524207211686810439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/good-for-goodness-sake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/524207211686810439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/524207211686810439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/good-for-goodness-sake.html' title='Good, for Goodness Sake'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-7078827309104530047</id><published>2010-12-05T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T18:10:02.090-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Train - Shake Up Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J-8VCL4uSUc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J-8VCL4uSUc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There’s a story that I was told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I wanna tell the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before I get too old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don’t remember it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So let’s December it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And reassemble it, oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once upon a time in a town like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A little girl made a great big wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To feel the world full of happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And be on Santa’s magic list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shake it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shake up the happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wake it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wake up the happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come on you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It’s Christmas time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ho, Ho, Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ho, Ho, Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It’s Christmas time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the same time miles away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A little boy made a wish that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That the world would be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And Santa Claus would hear him say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I got dreams and I got love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I got my feet on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And family above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can you send some happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With my best to the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of the people of the East and the West And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe every once in a while you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get my grandma a reason to smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tis the season of smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It’s cold but we’ll be freezing in style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me meet a girl one day that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wants to spread some love this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We can let our souls run free and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She can know some happiness with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-7078827309104530047?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/7078827309104530047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/train-shake-up-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/7078827309104530047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/7078827309104530047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/train-shake-up-christmas.html' title='Train - Shake Up Christmas'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-8249683044202461448</id><published>2010-12-04T18:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T19:18:16.445-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Meeeeeee</title><content type='html'>I've said it once, twice, thrice and I'll say it many times more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you all for your birthday wishes, and overall, your care, support and inspiring comments throughout the time of knowing me till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had dinner with some of my good friends...I didn't realize that I'd have to book a table of 19. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;After a hilarious dinner, some friends had to go while others went over to my house to play Just Dance 2 and House of the Dead 2 on my Wii.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, a bunch of my friends had to go since they needed to take public transit home before our trains and buses cut off, keeping in mind they also live in a different city.&lt;br /&gt;I danced the night away with 3 friends until I got really exhausted, and my eye was killing itself because it was lacking a lot of sleep, and I had to close the party early. Plus I was worried we were disrupting my family from sleeping :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept for 15 hours, took a shower and I'm now awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update later with a normal blog update in a bit :]&lt;br /&gt;Again, thank you all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TPr6yiacItI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lEb-4XFQWa0/s1600/tumblr_l3rbcgvVg61qaaa5bo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TPr6yiacItI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lEb-4XFQWa0/s400/tumblr_l3rbcgvVg61qaaa5bo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547021637198291666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-8249683044202461448?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/8249683044202461448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-to-meeeeeee.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8249683044202461448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8249683044202461448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-to-meeeeeee.html' title='Happy Birthday to Meeeeeee'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TPr6yiacItI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lEb-4XFQWa0/s72-c/tumblr_l3rbcgvVg61qaaa5bo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-6112636686785748877</id><published>2010-12-03T21:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T03:47:50.844-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Awareness (guest blog by Peggy)</title><content type='html'>Well hello, you, skeptical person you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How often do you think about AIDS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about breast cancer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about child abuse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you ever even think about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm guessing not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now let me ask you: how do we solve a problem that we don't even think about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh right, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WE CAN'T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But Peggy," you ask, "why are you talking about this?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, dear reader, do you see those downers on Facebook saying &lt;i&gt;"what the hell does changing your profile picture do for breast cancer/child abuse/whatever other issue?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you one of those downers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If so, then lucky you! I'm here to open up your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jumping on the bandwagon or not, these Facebook "campaigns," if you will, help raise awareness of issues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few people change their profile picture or status, and people start wondering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hm, I wonder why they all have cartoon characters as their profile pictures!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They ask their friends. They find out it's to raise awareness of child abuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They change their pictures as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here's the part, where you, dear skeptic, say &lt;i&gt;"well, what the hell does awareness do?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awareness makes us, for lack of a better term, &lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;aware&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;of the issue at hand. Because really, how often do you think about these issues on a daily basis?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now you go on Facebook, and maybe half your friends list has a cartoon character as a display picture, and maybe a status declaring that it's for awareness of child abuse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now every time you see one of these pictures, you become aware of this problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You &lt;/b&gt;might not be the one to go out and donate money for breast cancer research.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;You &lt;/b&gt;might not be the one to go out and help fund a children's shelter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But out of the millions upon millions of people who use Facebook, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;will re-acknowledge the fact that child abuse is a serious problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;will go out and fundraise, donate money, or do whatever they can to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, lovely reader, don't be a downer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all, nothing bad can come out of just changing your profile picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's the worst it can do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raise a little awareness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, is that so bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you can find it in your heart, then please, go out and donate some money to a cause you find worthwhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It doesn't have to be for AIDS research.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It doesn't have to be for children's shelters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It can be for whatever &lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;you &lt;/i&gt;find worthwhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe you love animals, and would like to donate to an animal shelter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe the thought of others less fortunate than you makes you cringe, and you would like to donate to an anti-poverty organization.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweetheart, if you're sprawled across your bed, lurking the internetz on your $800+ laptop, then you can spare a little money for a worthwhile cause.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you can't, then go do some volunteering at a homeless shelter or a nursing home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't do that either?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well then help raise some awareness to attract those who are able to help (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/span&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;♥ Peggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;              &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Something similar is posted on my Tumblr, if you would like to follow me, click &lt;a href="http://peggylovesyou.tumblr.com/"&gt;HERE!&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-6112636686785748877?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/6112636686785748877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/awareness-guest-blog-by-peggy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/6112636686785748877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/6112636686785748877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/awareness-guest-blog-by-peggy.html' title='Awareness (guest blog by Peggy)'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-5188450394207882636</id><published>2010-12-03T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T02:13:04.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Life Beyond Earth</title><content type='html'>Well, if you haven't heard yet, scientists have discovered a bacteria that uses arsenic in its basic chemical formula for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/science-environment-11886943"&gt;Article here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've been asked sometimes, "Do you believe in life outside of Earth?"&lt;br /&gt;I say, "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, just sometimes, I'll be asked, "How can you? Why would you? Only life can be sustained on Earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response is then this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The universe is vast. Our solar system is but a speck of dust compared to the size of the universe, probably even smaller than dust.&lt;br /&gt;It would be rather naive to think that, we on Earth, have every single chemical that exists in space. That we know every chemical component already.&lt;br /&gt;By that article alone, in the year 2010, we've JUST found a life form that has a different way of building its life.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, it's only one component that's changed, though that one component alone is quite a milestone, especially the fact that it's poisonous, at least to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We barely even know all the life in our own world, how can you possibly say that Earth is the only planet that supports life?&lt;br /&gt;What if there are life forms that are composed of different chemicals? Chemicals not found on Earth?&lt;br /&gt;What if those chemicals can then aid the life form to survive in the environment that would, normally, kill us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a common saying, "Life as we know it,"&lt;br /&gt;But that's just it...it's "as we know it". There are still many things out there that we don't know.&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "life outside of Earth," I don't necessarily mean globe eye-d, six fingered aliens...life can be as simple as bacterium or as complex as a human being.&lt;br /&gt;They may be a lot smarter than us, a lot dumber than us or maybe equal, but in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I find space very intriguing, and I'd love to explore it if it was humanly possible for me, but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;The planet we have already though, Earth, is just so amazing in its own right.&lt;br /&gt;I bet there are so many species out there that haven't been discovered yet, so many coming to life without us knowing, so many dying off without us even realizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's a fascinating place.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure whatever is outside our world is so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TPjBiSKISeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TLhO1FDl3uY/s1600/tumblr_l6ryo5nKoN1qbt06p.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TPjBiSKISeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TLhO1FDl3uY/s400/tumblr_l6ryo5nKoN1qbt06p.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546395735840803298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have many cute things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-5188450394207882636?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/5188450394207882636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-beyond-earth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5188450394207882636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5188450394207882636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-beyond-earth.html' title='Life Beyond Earth'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TPjBiSKISeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TLhO1FDl3uY/s72-c/tumblr_l6ryo5nKoN1qbt06p.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-8918914205563603294</id><published>2010-12-02T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T01:41:26.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Bruno Mars - Today My Life Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rklEbVdBUaw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rklEbVdBUaw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks Helen for showing this :] )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will break these chains that bind me, happiness will find me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leave the past behind me, today my life begins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A whole new world is waiting, it's mine for the taking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I can make it, today my life begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life's too short to have regrets,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I'm learning now to leave it in the past and try to forget,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only have one life to live,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So you better make the best of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-8918914205563603294?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/8918914205563603294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/bruno-mars-today-my-life-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8918914205563603294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8918914205563603294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/bruno-mars-today-my-life-begins.html' title='Bruno Mars - Today My Life Begins'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-993822021547405656</id><published>2010-12-02T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T03:43:39.210-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Worth</title><content type='html'>It's always an ongoing fight between quantity versus quality, more so than not, you'll ask yourself, which one is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, hold on.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what worth means:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"The quality that renders something desirable or valuable or useful"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It drives me bat-shit-crazy though when my friends are telling me that what I'm doing "isn't worth it".&lt;br /&gt;There are always two problems that arise:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a picky eater.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm a pussy in amusement parks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;But the thing is, I do what I FEEL is worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go to a restaurant, my friends tell me that the burgers I get aren't worth it, because I don't like eating the lettuce, tomato, pickles or any of the sauce. I just like the patty and a slice of cheese in between two buns.&lt;br /&gt;When I go to an amusement park, I have loads of fun on the rides I like, heck, I'd ride them 10 times in a row if I could, but my friends tell me I'm wasting $40 because I only go on 5 rides out of a total of 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but for me, quality overrules quantity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather pay for one good meal than 10 shitty meals with food poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather pay for one good, fun-ass ride, than go on 10 other rides that I, LEGITIMATELY, do NOT like, do not enjoy, and scare me in a bad way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather pay for something I enjoy than pay the same price for 10 things I could care less about, or even hate.&lt;br /&gt;There will be moments where you're unsure, in which case, take the leap; however, in those moments where you know yourself well enough, or you've tried it before and you actually don't like it, don't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have your own life, your own hobbies, likes, enjoyments, dreams, goals, even food and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Never let anyone tell you that any of that isn't worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worth of something isn't given - it is earned.&lt;br /&gt;With everything earning its own worth in each and every person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TPdZiH-MnUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tGuyGwvywD4/s1600/n709395166_8175902_2979706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TPdZiH-MnUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tGuyGwvywD4/s400/n709395166_8175902_2979706.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545999908920401218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, anyone who says that whatever you're doing isn't worth it, say this to them.&lt;br /&gt;With this face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-993822021547405656?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/993822021547405656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/worth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/993822021547405656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/993822021547405656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/worth.html' title='Worth'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TPdZiH-MnUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tGuyGwvywD4/s72-c/n709395166_8175902_2979706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-7483675335395773182</id><published>2010-12-01T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T20:20:53.486-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Devaluation of Creativity</title><content type='html'>There's a reason everyone thinks the fine arts have no future - idiots. &lt;div&gt;People who can not cherish creativity, ingenuity, imagination, adventure and intellect which surrounds them on a daily basis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such ignorance travels from person to person, and it's sickening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a word, to people who hire illustrators, photographers, designers, painters, animators, film makers, programmers, sound designers, musicians, composers, etc, to do your work for no pay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get out of your deluded, idiotic world, and start living in the real world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://positionrelative.wordpress.com/2007/01/23/craigs-pissed/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;READ THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6783370640870816786-7483675335395773182?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/7483675335395773182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/devaluation-of-creativity.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/7483675335395773182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/7483675335395773182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/12/devaluation-of-creativity.html' title='Devaluation of Creativity'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-31803377337526584</id><published>2010-11-29T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T21:41:17.338-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Submit Your +</title><content type='html'>I'm sure 90% of you guys who found me found me through Jei (Queerion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She recently began a blog event, I guess you could call it that, called "Submit Your +".&lt;br /&gt;Basically, it's an opportunity for anyone, whether you have a Tumblr or not, to write about a negative experience or thought that you had to go through, and change it in to a positive experience or talk about how it became a positive experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiring can barely describe what this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you have such stories, anything at all, use it.&lt;br /&gt;It's something powerful, something meaningful, something we may all go through in life...&lt;br /&gt;It's something inspirational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To check it out, click &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://fardistance.tumblr.com/submitarchive"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and there's a link at the bottom of that page to submit your +'s :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-31803377337526584?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/31803377337526584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/submit-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/31803377337526584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/31803377337526584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/submit-your.html' title='Submit Your +'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-5910013720893687537</id><published>2010-11-29T01:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T01:53:02.765-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><title type='text'>Old Spice Remix HYAHHH</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NCOMkbZw2XI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NCOMkbZw2XI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to procrastinate more on whatever you're doing, check out this guy's channel, it's hilarious :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-5910013720893687537?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/5910013720893687537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/old-spice-remix-hyahhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5910013720893687537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5910013720893687537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/old-spice-remix-hyahhh.html' title='Old Spice Remix HYAHHH'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-6978951679937932636</id><published>2010-11-29T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T04:08:17.572-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>First Impressions</title><content type='html'>To follow up on my "Dependency on Make Up" blog comes this.&lt;br /&gt;(People tend to underestimate just how much I think and how far I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm sure, sooner or later, whether it be said or not said, someone is going to at least think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Well, yeah, make up can be really bad when it's so heavily depended on, but it's the looks that people see first - the physical appearance. As much as personality matters, first impressions are always based on looks, and it's hard to really talk to someone when you're not even interested."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;I agree.&lt;br /&gt;Logically speaking, yeah, you won't ever know someone's personality in depth unless you talk to them, and first impressions are all we really get a glimpse of, which includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;70%&lt;/span&gt; - Looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Hearing what they say/seeing what they do from afar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;20%&lt;/span&gt; - Hearing about what others say about the person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand, people probably won't want to get near a shady looking guy, or a guy who looks like an absolute nerd, or a homeless person, or a person decked out in studs and black leather, or whatever sinks your boat (doesn't float your boat...get it? lulululul okay I'll stop with these lame jokes now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is my reasoning, especially when I meet people at a friend's party or a school or something, and I'm sure a lot of you guys will think this is really foolish, even dangerous, but I try my BEST to follow this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"This person is a human being, like I. They may be my friend, my best friend, my lover, my enemy, my rival, or simply an acquaintance...they may be any of these...I just haven't met them yet."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easier to follow this idea because I'm used to stepping out of myself to look at myself as a stranger, and this often occurs:&lt;br /&gt;"Asian guy, though it may be a girl...guy...girl...guy? Probably guy. Anyways, off that...hmmm...he looks pretty short, but he's dressed like a gangster. He does look really mean. What a douchebag. Probably has those black circles under his eyes from doing drugs. Probably smokes. Probably looking at hot girls on his iPhone. Has some sort of party tonight drinking and getting wasted. Pft, styled hair. Who thinks that looks good?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thunk, I'm a mean looking (only when alone in public), 5'3" Asian girl who actually does not do any drugs, does not smoke, actually dislikes alcohol in general and I'm on my iPhone on Wikipedia reading about Down Syndrome, Helen Keller, Autism, Chromosomes or my downloaded iPhone Bible? I'm on my way to art school and having a night full of homework too. And I like my hair. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eccentric goth girls who love baking vegan cupcakes and playing with their pet ferret?&lt;br /&gt;A girl who takes model-like pictures, but actually studies computer science?&lt;br /&gt;A guy who dresses almost gangster-like but is actually the sweetest, most innocent and timid guy you'll ever meet?&lt;br /&gt;A girl who loves to play Halo, cosplay and read comic books? AND is straight?&lt;br /&gt;A girl who seems super ditsy but actually reads internet meme's, loves to write and debate?&lt;br /&gt;A girl who seems super awkward and is actually really that awkward but funny as hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said people (if you haven't noticed, I normally hang out with girls, I only have a few close guy friends), are my acquaintances, good friends and lovers, and they are far from what they look like on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;If I never got off my ass to reach out to them, even just to say, "Hi," I would've missed out on some interesting people, magical moments, hysterical times and life changing milestones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;You'll also realize that, when you get to know someone, their physical appearance changes through your perception.&lt;br /&gt;You see the person for who they really are, and by knowing such things, the way you look at them, even physically, is changed, whether you know it or not.&lt;br /&gt;Your lover is the most attractive person in the world, your friends are pretty and your enemies are hideous ogres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's scary trying to break the initial wall, especially after what you see from afar, how you perceive it, and also hearing about what others saw and perceived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a moment; however, to think this:&lt;br /&gt;Look at yourself in a mirror, step out of yourself and assess yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Observe how you look like, or how you look like on average.&lt;br /&gt;Now think about everything you like, everything you dislike, the things you do, the things you don't do, your morals, values, ideals, goals and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have our off days, whether we wake up looking like shit or go through a day wanting to kill someone.&lt;br /&gt;But we also have our good days, our average days, our daily days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First impressions come first.&lt;br /&gt;But "first" is only one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Don't let ONE thing stop you from knowing so much more about someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TPNt2XgeUtI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HwkSvs9cxqk/s1600/71075_163498427020594_5867382_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TPNt2XgeUtI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HwkSvs9cxqk/s400/71075_163498427020594_5867382_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544896347013796562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, always take a hint of caution.&lt;br /&gt;There are dangerous people out there, even ones that take advantage of a stranger's kindness.&lt;br /&gt;You don't necessarily have to make friends with everyone, but don't brush 'em off like dirt either.&lt;br /&gt;Just respect others...and use some common sense when dealing with strangers that may ask you to guide them somewhere or follow them or get in to a van...just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;You have your instincts and suspicion. Use wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="362" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wtge9AkN8Vk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wtge9AkN8Vk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="362" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-6978951679937932636?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/6978951679937932636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-impressions.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/6978951679937932636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/6978951679937932636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-impressions.html' title='First Impressions'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TPNt2XgeUtI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HwkSvs9cxqk/s72-c/71075_163498427020594_5867382_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-7303848456119562214</id><published>2010-11-27T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T18:50:46.053-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Dependency on Make Up</title><content type='html'>The dependency on make up nowadays somewhat scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls wear make up alike how we wear clothes to either:&lt;br /&gt;1. Satisfy themselves to look better.&lt;br /&gt;2. Satisfy others in looking better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually the first one covers the second one anyways, but a lot of the time, the second one is chosen first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What scares me about make up is that it is literally a mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://izismile.com/2009/07/24/transformation_of_the_ugly_duckling_22_pics.html"&gt;We've all seen these pictures right? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing wrong with looking better, by all means, go ahead...but to be so dependent on something, to such a quantity, can not be healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me traditional, but I do really enjoy a girl's natural beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, that's impossible to find nowadays. Circle lenses, fake lashes, contacts, foundation, eye shadow, eyeliner, mascara, lip gloss, lip stick, blush, bronzer, and so much more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know girls who wear a minimal amount of make up just because it's a daily routine (sort of like how I style my hair), and I know girls who believe they don't have any face at all without make up (sort of like those guys who take pictures of their hair without showing their face).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to tell which is which, and I'm in no right to tell anyone what to do or not do, but honestly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;The only thing I wish for is for all girls to cherish their natural beauty, no matter what it is, no matter how it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just something very majestic and elegant in a clear, product-free face.&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and love make up as much as you want, wear as much as you want, but don't ever let anyone put you down for the gorgeous face you naturally have and don't ever lose the love and respect for your own face, in all its natural beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Because make up washes off, and you have to face yourself for who you really are, what you really look like, sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Enjoy your perfections, and don't hate your imperfections, because to someone else, they are perfect just the way they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you get dissed for not having make up on by some moron, remember this:&lt;br /&gt;You have more balls (in your chest?) than anyone to face the world, not with a shield, but with everything you were naturally given.&lt;br /&gt;That can't be said for a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="362" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U7Zim4yePKA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U7Zim4yePKA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="362" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate these show hosts.&lt;br /&gt;I'd honestly love to see the guys without their hair styling products and all the girls without their make up.&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to hear them gawk at each other and humiliate themselves on television.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, these girls put on a lot of make up, but these girls were literally dragged out of their bed and are barely even awake to know what's going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-7303848456119562214?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/7303848456119562214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/dependency-on-make-up.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/7303848456119562214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/7303848456119562214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/dependency-on-make-up.html' title='Dependency on Make Up'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-4180330263177130015</id><published>2010-11-27T01:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T01:45:36.877-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Making of WoW - Cataclysm Cinematic</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k7Fq5gx2dmA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k7Fq5gx2dmA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always such an inspiration to see the making of these things...&lt;br /&gt;To feel that, the things we're doing right now will some day piece together something as magnificent as this.&lt;br /&gt;Not alone though...but as a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day...hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other Animator news, I am staving off carpel tunnel and horrific back problems.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you have to ignore the details and get the big picture...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-4180330263177130015?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/4180330263177130015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/making-of-wow-cataclysm-cinematic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/4180330263177130015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/4180330263177130015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/making-of-wow-cataclysm-cinematic.html' title='Making of WoW - Cataclysm Cinematic'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-6626362796984616042</id><published>2010-11-25T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T00:09:48.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aspiration, Respiration, Inspiration</title><content type='html'>Lately, I've found myself liking two sayings I made up...or at least I think I made up since I've never seen anyone else say this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Do not fear loss"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Aspire. Respire. Inspire"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll discuss the former another time, but for the latter, I just felt a great reason as to why I wrote such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a YouTube comment saying this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;HilarityParody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"And, yes i think maybe your left iris is bigger than your other but you really have to﻿ look at it... This video really made me feel good, I've been having some self confidence issues lately because i am very under weight for my age and many call me anorexic or other hateful things that aren't true. I just wanted to let you know that this video touched me :)&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;(I've actually been meaning to do a video on calling people anorexic or whatnot, but it's this comment that really makes me drive to do it sooner, organize it a lot better.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've started my channel, every once in a while, I have people message me some way or another telling me that I'm inspiring, some even looking at me as a role model (which I don't recommend, but if you wish :P), but the reality is, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;YOU GUYS inspire me a LOT more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I broke down such feelings in to a cycle, that I wish revolved around the world (these are not necessarily real definitions, but meanings I've given to these words):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Aspire&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To look up to something, to have a goal, to have a destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Respire&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To realize, to breathe, to rejuvenate your life in spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Inspire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To use such energy to inspire others, so that they have something to aspire to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;You need inspiration for aspiration, you need aspiration for respiration, and you need respiration to create inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only this cycle worked (with hopes that the things you aspire to are generally "good" in a sense), then I truly believe this world would be so gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose inspiration many times. I lose the feeling to respire. I lose my aspirations.&lt;br /&gt;Some days, I'm in a total rut.&lt;br /&gt;But it's you guys, my audience, both good and bad, things around me, things I work towards, that gives me inspiration. Something to aspire to.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that, in turn, I give you guys inspiration, even aspirations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TO8ocJdQw7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/Rh4NE77lpKQ/s1600/hobbit-homes-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TO8ocJdQw7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/Rh4NE77lpKQ/s400/hobbit-homes-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543694130356470706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-6626362796984616042?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/6626362796984616042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/aspiration-respiration-inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/6626362796984616042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/6626362796984616042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/aspiration-respiration-inspiration.html' title='Aspiration, Respiration, Inspiration'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TO8ocJdQw7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/Rh4NE77lpKQ/s72-c/hobbit-homes-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-2744924755321157784</id><published>2010-11-25T18:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T18:10:03.704-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><title type='text'>Symphony of Science - New Wave of Reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1PT90dAA49Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1PT90dAA49Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from it being really profound, the entire thing actually sounds pretty awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-2744924755321157784?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/2744924755321157784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/symphony-of-science-new-wave-of-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/2744924755321157784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/2744924755321157784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/symphony-of-science-new-wave-of-reason.html' title='Symphony of Science - New Wave of Reason'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-8286981029380993842</id><published>2010-11-24T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T17:30:41.791-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><title type='text'>Why Can't We Walk Straight?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dYcvLw_jkkk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dYcvLw_jkkk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-8286981029380993842?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/8286981029380993842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/why-cant-we-walk-straight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8286981029380993842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8286981029380993842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/why-cant-we-walk-straight.html' title='Why Can&apos;t We Walk Straight?'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-1232481304358463987</id><published>2010-11-24T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T15:54:45.448-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convert'/><title type='text'>Euphemism</title><content type='html'>One of the great things I love about the English language is that it's so illusive in its wording.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Every word in the language, despite the fact that they are labeled synonymous to each other, actually have very subtle nuances which makes them different from one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euphemisms are funny things.&lt;br /&gt;They can be used for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;good &lt;/span&gt;(lessen bluntness or going easy on explaining something disheartening) or for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;trickery &lt;/span&gt;(hide the original word and idea under a better sounding word).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"passed away"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;(Died)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll practice &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"pre-emptive self defense"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;(Attacking first before they attack us because it feels like they'll attack us so we might as well attack them first just in case)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're being &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"let go"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; (Fired)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"War on Terror"&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;(Basically declaring war against another nation, just that we'll make them sound completely evil so that it sounds like we're good guys and we're fighting something terrible, even though they probably see us in the same light as we see them, and war itself is terrible enough)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"ethnic cleansing"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;(Forcing people to assimilate in to one culture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"a bit too much to drink"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;(Drunk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog had to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"put down"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; (Killed, but not brutally)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the "pre-emptive self defense", which sounds completely ridiculous and idiotic, I always found one euphemism used by Christians very entertaining:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;"Save".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a difference between discussing religion and pushing it.&lt;br /&gt;When in discussion, people generally state &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;how they, themselves, feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they push it, people generally state &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;how the other person would and should feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when a Christian person pushes, they don't say that they're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"proving"&lt;/span&gt; something, or that they're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"forcing their religion down someone's throat"&lt;/span&gt;, oh no, they'll say they're &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"saving"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes absolute sense if you know about the religion, Jesus is the savior and that, with your belief in God, your soul will be saved and accepted as long as you repent and do good, and so on and so forth, you get the gist of it, right?&lt;br /&gt;Though I always found it so funny when they say they're "saving" others.&lt;br /&gt;Some will say that they're saving someone so that they may feel the blessing of God.&lt;br /&gt;And if you've successfully "saved" someone, then chances are, the person is a believer.&lt;br /&gt;If you take out the euphemism, the Christian has basically successfully proven to someone something about God, and thus that person is a believer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always find it funny because, when they use such a word, it makes them sound so righteous, like they know, for a fact, what's best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever some Christian tells me they're saving someone, who actually seems to be doing just fine with their life, I always see this imagery of a person swimming happily and some person will jump in, grab the person in the water and scream, "I'M SAVING YOU. YOU NEED TO BE SAVED".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dislike this "insistence", which actually isn't even supported by the bible itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Live such good lives among the pagans that, though they accuse you of doing wrong, they may see your good deeds and glorify God on the day he visits us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;-1 Peter 2:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through that alone, no Christian even really needs to prove, oh sorry, I mean "save" anyone. You really just need to live your own life and let your actions and consequences reflect that of the Christian religion, thus showing people how good your life is with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of whoever thinks otherwise,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to be saved. I'm just fine living the way I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I believe, whether you find haven in God, another deity or a way of thinking, every person should be able to save themselves, somehow, some way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, some times in life you'll need guidance, but ultimately, you are the only person who can stand yourself up...depending on where you choose to stand; however, is up to you.&lt;br /&gt;Stay true and strong to your decision, but remember, this is YOUR decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the person is already standing up, happy with how they're "saved", happy with how they're living, no one really needs to come in and insist salvation&lt;br /&gt;Unless the person seems legitimately &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lost &lt;/span&gt;(not lost as in they don't believe your belief, but lost as in they don't know where they're going), then by all means, offer a hand.&lt;br /&gt;But as I always say (now more specifically in this case), respect another person's salvation, their home, as you would want yours to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.timelypersuasion.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/euphemism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 280px;" src="http://blog.timelypersuasion.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/euphemism.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I'd replace "jackass" with "idiot" and this card would be perfect. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-1232481304358463987?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/1232481304358463987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/euphemism.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1232481304358463987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1232481304358463987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/euphemism.html' title='Euphemism'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-2289809488937668349</id><published>2010-11-23T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:39:49.568-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>One Republic - Good Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qm-jOIqufJQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qm-jOIqufJQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes there's airplanes I can' t jump out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes there's bullshit that don't work now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are God of stories, but please tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What there is to complain about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you're happy like a fool, let it take you over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When everything is out you gotta take it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, this has gotta be the good life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This has gotta be the good life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This could really be a good life, good life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I say, oh, got this feeling that you can't fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like this city is on fire tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This could really be a good life, a good, good life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, a good, good life, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-2289809488937668349?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/2289809488937668349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-republic-good-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/2289809488937668349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/2289809488937668349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-republic-good-life.html' title='One Republic - Good Life'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-9052277687455529348</id><published>2010-11-23T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:24:10.472-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homosexuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Tolerance</title><content type='html'>In the events page of Oct. 20th, "Wear Purple Day" to mourn the suicides of the 6 homosexual teens and to stand up against bullying, I saw a man post this in the wall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"I do not agree with homosexuality, but what these bullies did is sickening and what happened is completely tragic! People need to learn some tolerance!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that I'm the only person who thanked and applauded him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got peeved though when someone came in and said to him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Why don't you learn to have some first."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I stepped in and had a rather calm argument with the person, telling him I understood where he came from and I know he's supporting this event, but he, like many people, don't seem to grasp the idea of tolerance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Tolerance IS NOT support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you tolerate something, you understand the fact that something you don't agree with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;exists&lt;/span&gt;, that something you don't agree with is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;practiced&lt;/span&gt;, and that something you don't agree with may be &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;correct/fitting/right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; in the lives of others&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You also realize that these people who have different beliefs or practices are human beings, alike you, regardless of the differing beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For someone to have tolerance for anything they personally don't believe in or agree with is, withal honesty, very commendable... since most people end up getting blinded by hate and ignorance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said before, not everyone in the world is going to like you, or like what you do.&lt;br /&gt;Tolerance usually comes in to play when a person does not agree with something, rather strongly...though just because you don't believe in something doesn't always necessarily mean you're tolerating it, there's also a choice of "I don't give a shit".&lt;br /&gt;But I honestly believe that if people are able to tolerate, or rather simply not care about such private matters, then this world would honestly be something beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOy61_vBPjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/D1LvELYFHgg/s1600/1275337167718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOy61_vBPjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/D1LvELYFHgg/s400/1275337167718.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543010678190718514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my stance on if I want tolerance or not is very self-explanatory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-9052277687455529348?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/9052277687455529348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/tolerance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/9052277687455529348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/9052277687455529348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/tolerance.html' title='Tolerance'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOy61_vBPjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/D1LvELYFHgg/s72-c/1275337167718.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-3712839602469778950</id><published>2010-11-22T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:16:33.906-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homosexuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Pixar, I Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4a4MR8oI_B8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4a4MR8oI_B8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;I love every one of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;div class="metadata"&gt;       &lt;div&gt;         &lt;a class="author" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/BorialaHP" title="BorialaHP"&gt;BorialaHP&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;"I love the clip of the man who starts to cry just thinking  about﻿ how much he loves his partner and being able to come home to him  every day. I want that kind of love in my life one day."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;               &lt;div class="comment-text" dir="ltr"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-3712839602469778950?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/3712839602469778950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/pixar-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/3712839602469778950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/3712839602469778950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/pixar-i-love-you.html' title='Pixar, I Love You'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-5209061976800206363</id><published>2010-11-22T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T20:29:45.076-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>An Artist</title><content type='html'>I got a Formspring question today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"if animation is so hard y don't u go get a REAL degree"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I decided to take the path in to studying visual arts, I've had to deal with such stupid fucks.&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, some of my friends fell in to the same way of thinking until I snapped at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I have a passion for illustration, design and animation. (Also biology and human psychology, funny enough)&lt;br /&gt;I chose the path of animation simply because I feel confident enough in doing the first two, and I wanted to learn something new.&lt;br /&gt;As I progressed in my studies and practices as an animator, one thing my friend said sounded oh-so-cynical, but so very true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"We'll spend years of our lives on a single project just so we can entertain people for 2 minutes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is hard, I'm sure most of you can see from what I post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;But that is never a reason to give up, especially when you have a passion for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The general thought towards people going in to arts; however, bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;Once I say the word, "Art Student", people will suddenly think of "Painting" or "Drawing" or, in general, "Pretty Pictures".&lt;br /&gt;They will never think a bit further to realize that, everything around them, was contributed by arts, whether it be fine arts or media arts.&lt;br /&gt;This isn't even including musicians and actors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house you're living in? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An architect had to design that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bed sheets on your bed? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone had to come up with the design. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your computer monitor? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well not everyone's computer monitor looks the same now, does it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clothes you're wearing? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Illustrator expanding his/her medium unto cloth or even a fashion designer creating a new cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The games you play? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Animators, illustrators, programmers, sound designers, musicians, special effects designers, background artists, voice actors, actors in general, stuntmen, testers, cinematographer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movies and shows you watch? The very chair you're sitting in. The soda can you drink from, the cell phone you have, the cars that are driven, the buildings created, the shops in malls, the shelves, the furniture, the biology textbook showing a high detailed shot of an open heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYTHING AROUND YOU IS CREATED COMPLETELY OR PARTLY BY AN ARTIST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that people generally think that all art students are going to grow up and get an apartment covered in table cloths and just paint like Van Gogh or some shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend in Industrial Design had to take a class on ergonomics so idiots like you don't sit on a chair and begin your build up to a broken back, or that a child can actually have a proper seat without falling off, or the circulation in your legs won't be cut off if you sit for a long period of time.&lt;br /&gt;She had to learn about the measurements, angles and design of tables that would allow suitable arm movement and comfortable reach and stability. And this is only covering CHAIRS AND TABLES...think of all the other things concerning human interaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an Animator, I have to study character, what makes a person a person with personality, what makes a person interesting, entertaining, even relate-able.&lt;br /&gt;I need to figure out what will confuse the shit out of audiences and what will be portrayed well.&lt;br /&gt;I need to create fluid and beautiful movement so that it's convincing.&lt;br /&gt;I have to learn about the anatomy of, not only humans, but all animals, and how their muscles, tendons and skeleton move, partner and function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My art teacher has said to me, many times before:&lt;br /&gt;"You see how hard it is to be an artist?"&lt;br /&gt;No matter what form of arts you choose to go in to, you'll always have to delve in to something that other people will never think would concern arts at all...&lt;br /&gt;We delve in to physics, math, biology, color theory, human behavior, human psychology, environmental issues, geography, history...even cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art is more than just drawing or painting, having a curly mustache, eating paint and cutting off your own eat to give to your girlf-waitwut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Brown, from Pixar, came to my school to give a speech, and one of the things he said to us was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;"We make the unbelievable believable."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, personally, may not be coming up with a cure for AIDS, or helping illustrate in medical books, or invent...a machine that magically creates bacon (I have no idea why I love this idea), but I chose a path of slaving for entertainment, to bring something that is fantastical, but almost reachable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I chose a path that I had passion for.&lt;br /&gt;Something that I WANTED to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Despite all the negative stupidity I have to face.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think that, in itself, is quite commendable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/ba/Leonardo_self.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 555px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/ba/Leonardo_self.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And of course, when we're speaking about the importance of art and influence, how can anyone NOT mention Leonardo Da Vinci?&lt;br /&gt;The artist who sat beside a dying man's bed, just so he could wait upon his last breath to cut him open and observe the fresh organs to see what is truly inside the human body, closest to life, just seconds before death took it away.&lt;br /&gt;The man who dared defy the church, and in doing so, accelerated our knowledge of biology, medicine, anatomy and even engineering.&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for his God-like skills in drawing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/ba/Studies_of_the_Arm_showing_the_Movements_made_by_the_Biceps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 531px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/ba/Studies_of_the_Arm_showing_the_Movements_made_by_the_Biceps.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Documents like these would have never existed, and the doctors and medicines people oh-so-highly praise would be pushed back ages.&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for illustrations like these in the textbooks we have today, where would doctors-to-be even start to learn?&lt;br /&gt;Start to understand?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-5209061976800206363?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/5209061976800206363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/artist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5209061976800206363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5209061976800206363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/artist.html' title='An Artist'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-392309912157559569</id><published>2010-11-22T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T04:11:04.337-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homosexuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>You are an Amazing Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="metadata"&gt;       &lt;div&gt;         &lt;a class="author" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/Argexpat2" title="Argexpat2"&gt;Argexpat2&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;            &lt;/div&gt;               &lt;div class="comment-text" dir="ltr"&gt;           &lt;p&gt;Unsolicited advice to the Gay Rights movement from a straight man:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1) Don’t call it gay marriage, call it marriage freedom! You’re  fighting for everyone’s right to marry whoever they want without the  government butting in, period.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2) Stop saying being gay is not a choice. Of course it’s not a  choice, but what if﻿ it were? Would it then be OK to discriminate  against gay people? No, we all have the right to make that choice, and  it’s no one’s bee’s wax if we do!&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-392309912157559569?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/392309912157559569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-are-amazing-man.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/392309912157559569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/392309912157559569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-are-amazing-man.html' title='You are an Amazing Man'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-8333139459358993539</id><published>2010-11-22T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T04:24:54.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Getting a Life?</title><content type='html'>I never really understood how people thought that saying, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Get a life"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to others was legitimately insulting to that person. Honestly, whoever says that as an insult lacks so much ability to think that that in itself is insulting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me how people can never really grasp the idea that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"I'm a person. I'm not the only person in the world though I may be stupid enough to think so. I am a person who is not the same as the person beside me. I may labeled as some sort of person, but I'm a lot more than just that label. As said, I may label a person, but I'm sure that the person is a lot more than just that label. I am a person, a human being, and just because someone might refer to a group of persons as 'people', that doesn't mean we're all the same."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, people who use this pathetic insult never seem to understand that other people may have different hobbies, likes, dislikes, goals, dreams, occupations, jobs, personalities and quirks (to sum it all up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some idiot's mind, Anonymous Person enjoys Activity A, while Idiot enjoys Activity B.&lt;br /&gt;Because Idiot dislikes Activity A, or thinks it's boring, he/she will then proceed to tell Anonymous Person to "get a life".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Idiot will NEVER take a second to think, "Hm...I enjoy doing Activity B, but I don't enjoy doing Activity A. Maybe Anonymous Person doesn't do Activity B because he doesn't enjoy it, and actually enjoys Activity A, with the same passion I have for doing Activity B."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, Idiot will be thinking, "It's Activity B! How can anyone NOT like Activity B? It's so freakin' awesome! Only no lives enjoy Activity A!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never ceases to amaze me how people define life in others based on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've frequently gotten the question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;"What do you think the meaning of life is?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"To find your own."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't say anything specific like invent a machine that magically creates bacon or be the first person to land on Venus and not die or whatever because everyone's different in what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I know, I just want to live happy, and that's also with taking in sadness and grief, hardship and heartache. Most people are going to think, "Well that's not very happy," but it's such darkness that really brings out the light.&lt;br /&gt;Sort of like that one annoying douchebag in a movie theater who keeps taking out his phone to text some asshole and the light is blinding your eyes and you just want to punch him in the back of the head...though you wouldn't want to punch the light I'm referring to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know others who want to live the life of luxury, some want simplistic, some want lives full of kinky torture and whips and whatnot, and there are just so many things that make us common and different all at once.&lt;br /&gt;To really think that everyone in the world is going to like what you like, or even like you for that matter, is completely far-fetched. I'm not saying everyone's going to hate each other, but sometimes, you'll genuinely dislike someone...and that's honestly fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one should really expect everyone in the world to like them, or like what they do, but at the same time, no one should be THAT bothered by what others do...unless they actually disrupt you/people you care about.&lt;br /&gt;Don't spend time on haters and idiots (like me...lololololol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Everyone has a life. It's your life. Live it. The way you want to.&lt;br /&gt;Let others live. The way they want to.&lt;br /&gt;You never necessarily have to support what they do, but accept the fact that it exists and have some tolerance for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but with all this said, when someone tells you, "Get a life," you tell them, "HOLY SHIT, YOU CAN SEE GHOSTS!"&lt;br /&gt;Or think of a better come back :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(And I really have more faith in my audience to not have to go in to detail about abiding basic and common sense laws about living life like not killing or whatever, so this is hopefully the only time I'll have to mention it. I tend not to, but someone will have to nitpick me and tell me that I didn't mention this and this and what if this happens because I didn't mention it and, as I said, I really don't think my fans are blank slated idiots without the slightest ounce of common sense in them.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOpB_ohAAAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/D0tPdQqrouA/s1600/animationlife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOpB_ohAAAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/D0tPdQqrouA/s400/animationlife.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542314852896210946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blocked out names for privacy sake, but as an added bonus, sometimes we refer to ourselves as "having no lives".&lt;br /&gt;This usually occurs when we have a mass amount of work.&lt;br /&gt;I'm  pretty sure it's safe to say that most of us would claim we have no  lives under such circumstances because we really don't want to believe  that our life will be simply work work work.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, that is sort of the life of an animator.&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot more status updates, but I got lazy with getting all of them :[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-8333139459358993539?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/8333139459358993539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/getting-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8333139459358993539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8333139459358993539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/getting-life.html' title='Getting a Life?'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOpB_ohAAAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/D0tPdQqrouA/s72-c/animationlife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-7676077322673815908</id><published>2010-11-21T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T03:52:11.279-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Video Topic To Do List (Nov.21,2010)</title><content type='html'>In no particular order...&lt;br /&gt;-Brands&lt;br /&gt;-Christian Faith&lt;br /&gt;-Fail in Technology (automatic taps/eggs cutters/etc)&lt;br /&gt;-Internet Anonymity&lt;br /&gt;-What it means to be a man&lt;br /&gt;-Feminism&lt;br /&gt;-Building Character/Walking in one's shoes&lt;br /&gt;-Actions &amp;amp; Consequences&lt;br /&gt;-Simple Genius&lt;br /&gt;-Compliments are Hard&lt;br /&gt;-21st Century Racism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is honestly what I can think of off the top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;I'll check my other list later. Hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOkGQdJSrQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/YzViijdQj8g/s1600/random-funny-photos-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOkGQdJSrQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/YzViijdQj8g/s400/random-funny-photos-17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541967696227380482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-7676077322673815908?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/7676077322673815908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/video-topic-to-do-list-nov212010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/7676077322673815908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/7676077322673815908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/video-topic-to-do-list-nov212010.html' title='Video Topic To Do List (Nov.21,2010)'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOkGQdJSrQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/YzViijdQj8g/s72-c/random-funny-photos-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-5281558725095417669</id><published>2010-11-20T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T04:25:43.115-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><title type='text'>Brands</title><content type='html'>This has been a video topic I've been meaning to get to in a while, but since I get side tracked by a bunch of other topics, I might as well write this down now before I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been on a negative side towards brands, even more towards people who were obsessed with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first encounter with an utmost idiot was when I was on a forum, and some guy asked for opinions on two watches. They were both Burberry watches, their strap both had the typical beige plaid Burberry pattern, and they almost looked similar. One was $250 and the other was $200. On the side of the website showed other watches that were, withal honesty, a lot more unique and interesting than the ones he was picking out (sorta wish I bought one because they were actually pretty awesome).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Now, style is an odd thing that gets misinterpreted a lot.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Style, when referring to a person's style, comes with your own personal taste in things. Of course there would be people out there with that same taste, sort of like how there are people out there who like eating escargot, and some don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Style isn't necessarily anything "unique". The person under that style is, but style itself is different, not really unique or original in a sense.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Style changes every so often in months or even years, fashion changes every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Fashion does not always equal style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, it's completely reasonable to think that, just because a few of us like the other watches, doesn't mean the asker does. The community that wanted to participate in the thread would choose one of the two choices, and some would add in a suggestion of other watches. It wasn't until one particular person was quite fond of another watch and was offering it as a real suggestion instead of the two Burberry watches, which were a lot more expensive than the one offered and far duller too, that the asker flipped out and made me realize what his intent was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave an entire history of Burberry, accentuating how Burberry is the definition of class and sophistication.&lt;br /&gt;Now it was clear that this guy was one blinded idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;See, this is an odd problem that a lot of people have when they follow brands. Not all people, just seems like a majority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;They feel as if the commercial portrayal of a brand gives THEM the s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ame portrayal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Burberry has always been portrayed with elegance, class, sophistication, and by an idiot's reasoning, if they had something Burberry, they are classy and elegant and are the top in riches and fame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;This is what I mean by style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;You may have all the fashion, but that doesn't give you style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get all the top named brands of clothing and still look like shit if you don't pair them well, though only y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;ou're dumb enough to think you're stylish.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can wear all the classiest clothing you can find, but your style is still walking around like there's a stick stuck up your ass, farting and burping every so often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is why I don't buy clothes based on brands, but price.&lt;br /&gt;I check out the quality of the clothing, how much I like it and if the price is something I'm willing to pay for.&lt;br /&gt;I tend to stay away from branded things because I honestly think they're completely overpriced. I bought two scarves for $5 and they are literally the same material and softness as the Burberry scarves I saw at the Burberry outlet being sold for $50. EACH.&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't mean I don't have branded clothing though, usually it just HAPPENS to be a well known brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;My process of shopping is usually by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;1. Design (color, cutting, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;2. Price&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Size (if the price is something I'm willing to pay for then I'll look for my size)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Don't be fooled by commercials and advertisements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;You don't have to buy branded things to look good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not putting down brands, but buy them because you honestly believe it's worth it or you just really like some design by it.&lt;br /&gt;I commend the original artisans behind the brands, because the actual history of how they became so famous is actually very inspiring and innovative for its time, if you read about it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;But to tell me that you're buying a Louis Vuitton briefcase because of its rectangular structure (which is, fact, how LV became famous), just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;makes you sound like a complete idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, it's your life, your money and your spending.&lt;br /&gt;I can do no more but rant and occasionally rip my hair out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOiyKJqT-XI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nnRg8ZWf91k/s1600/71673_10150301578615424_508145423_15247431_5368154_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOiyKJqT-XI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nnRg8ZWf91k/s400/71673_10150301578615424_508145423_15247431_5368154_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541875228941220210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, one of my friend's friends got this watch.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the same style of watch at Aldo Accessories for $35.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure this watch was roughly $250.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs140.snc3/18756_242707138325_504923325_3133960_1300764_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 387px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs140.snc3/18756_242707138325_504923325_3133960_1300764_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://desmond.yfrog.com/Himg251/scaled.php?tn=0&amp;amp;server=251&amp;amp;filename=jan0709010.jpg&amp;amp;xsize=640&amp;amp;ysize=640"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 299px;" src="http://desmond.yfrog.com/Himg251/scaled.php?tn=0&amp;amp;server=251&amp;amp;filename=jan0709010.jpg&amp;amp;xsize=640&amp;amp;ysize=640" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also feel like the brands are aware that they have idiots buying their  clothes no matter what, so they come out with shitty designs for shits  and giggles. This thing was still sold for $60 at Winners.&lt;br /&gt;Even sadder, I actually saw some guy wearing this in public.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-5281558725095417669?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/5281558725095417669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/brands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5281558725095417669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/5281558725095417669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/brands.html' title='Brands'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOiyKJqT-XI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nnRg8ZWf91k/s72-c/71673_10150301578615424_508145423_15247431_5368154_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-8367406273119727785</id><published>2010-11-20T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T17:32:45.970-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homosexuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>"You Are a Douchebag" - Mr. Takei</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UACK93xF-FE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UACK93xF-FE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Kai Wu for posting this :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Takei, you are one amazing person.&lt;br /&gt;And I love your voice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-8367406273119727785?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/8367406273119727785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-are-douchebag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8367406273119727785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8367406273119727785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-are-douchebag.html' title='&quot;You Are a Douchebag&quot; - Mr. Takei'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-8751584531964304207</id><published>2010-11-20T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:41:44.389-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Andy Grammer - Keep Your Head Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CmrOB_q3tjo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CmrOB_q3tjo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="137" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've got my hands in my pockets,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kickin' these rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's kinda hard to watch this life go by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm buyin' in the skeptics,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Skeptics mess with,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The confidence in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm seeing all the angles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Starts to get tangled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I start to compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My life and the purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is it all worth it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Am I gonna turn out fine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh, you'll turn out fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Fine, oh, you'll turn out fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you gotta keep your head up, oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you can let your hair down, eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You gotta keep your head up, oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you can let your hair down, eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know it's hard, know it's hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To remember sometimes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you gotta keep your head up, oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you can let your hair down, eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-8751584531964304207?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/8751584531964304207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/keep-your-head-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8751584531964304207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/8751584531964304207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/keep-your-head-up.html' title='Andy Grammer - Keep Your Head Up'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-7443254831858234009</id><published>2010-11-20T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T02:54:38.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convert'/><title type='text'>Believing in God "Just in Case"</title><content type='html'>One of the many ways people tried to convert me to Christianity was by saying this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Why don't you just believe in God? Just in case...I mean, if you're wrong, you have nothing to lose, but if you're right, you can have a higher chance of going to Heaven. Look at what you're doing now, if you're wrong and God DOES exist, then you'll be sent to Hell, but if you're right, you're still going to rot in the ground. What's there to lose in believing in him?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after my reason for not believing in God, they'll either tell me they'll be standing beside God on Judgment Day and they'll laugh at me as they watch me get sent to Hell, or proclaim that they'll have more faith in God than I'll ever have, which warrants a "No shit, Sherlock".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But aside from that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reasoning from so-called-Christians makes me cringe, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me worry about the faith of many Christians, especially the ones who try to convert me through this shitty, and VERY disrespectful tactic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;You're actually telling me to manipulate God's love, simpl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;y because I may want to go to Heaven?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who know me, I could really care less about religion, it's just that I have to often defend myself against the people who try to bombard me with everything religious. This is also a reason why I started reading the bible (I'm on Deuteronomy), which now makes me feel like half the people trying to "bring me in to the hands of God" have never even touched the Bible before, and simply spew out specific lines that help them defend themselves. Which makes a lot of sense, since we're all manipulative little creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I question the faith of these Christians because, even I know, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;God is in YOUR HEART&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Even better:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;And now, O Israel, what does the LORD your God ask of you but to fear the LORD your God, to walk in all his ways, to love him, to serve the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;-Deuteronomy 10:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I don't believe in him because, withal honesty, he's never been in my heart and I never ever felt his essence. You can tell me all your personal anecdotes and miracles that you've witnessed, but I'm not you. I don't think or feel the exact way you do. I'm my own person, with my own life, thoughts, way of thinking and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;I congratulate everyone who does love him wholeheartedly, to have that special bond, but I'm quite happy just the way I am without that bond, and I respect God, and the whole Christian religion, enough to let him go and not use him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what you're trying to convince me to do is utterly disrespectful. Practically the whole point of being a Christian is to love God as he loves you. You're telling me to love him half-heartedly, simply say I believe in him, while he still loves me no matter what?&lt;br /&gt;It's like being in a relationship where your significant other loves you to no end, does everything you wish for, and you're simply in the relationship to say you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, and you could care less about your significant other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;That's just plain selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It worries me more that some people are Christians simply because of that reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;Withal honesty, if you don't love God with all your heart, don't be a Christian. He loves you, he has died for you, and he has always been there for you, and your half-assed love is simply disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;Funny this is coming from a non-believer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many reasons for not being a Christian and this is simply one of them.&lt;br /&gt;I applaud God for all his efforts, but I do not love him, and THAT is what being a Christian is mainly about. I just wish more Christians would take that in to consideration before trying to convert someone, especially someone who states that they've been defending themselves from getting converted many times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never, ever go in to a relationship where I don't love the other as much they love me, and as a wise Christian friend said to me, "&lt;span&gt;It's not all about religion, but its about a personal relationship with Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;", and I take that to heart when considering whether I'm Christian or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'll just be good and do good for the heck of wanting to be good, and if I get sent to Hell for it, OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;I lived a good life. Pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Offensive image is offensive, so if you're easily offended, don't click this offensive image.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOhXTyM3qII/AAAAAAAAAG4/6I_7Q1hcI_U/s1600/biblei.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOhXTyM3qII/AAAAAAAAAG4/6I_7Q1hcI_U/s400/biblei.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541775338884278402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-7443254831858234009?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/7443254831858234009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/believing-in-god-just-in-case.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/7443254831858234009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/7443254831858234009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/believing-in-god-just-in-case.html' title='Believing in God &quot;Just in Case&quot;'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOhXTyM3qII/AAAAAAAAAG4/6I_7Q1hcI_U/s72-c/biblei.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-2184996742379231042</id><published>2010-11-19T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T17:58:03.529-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspiration'/><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="font-style: italic;" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4P785j15Tzk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4P785j15Tzk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'll quit procras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tinating... tomorrow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happens to all of us, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;The need to do some things important, yet we spend our entire time trying to prioritize what to do first, and by the time we realize what we should do first, we're out of time, and then we'll say we'll do it the next day, except when the next day comes we feel the need to prioritize again.&lt;br /&gt;Or we'll be ready to work but then something comes up and we'll end up doing that to get it over with so that the end result may help with us getting our work done...but instead we just did a bunch of other menial tasks that don't amount to anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;As an animation student, where time is a non-existent luxury, I've developed these 3 steps to cure procrastination...sorta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;1. Do what you are most passionate about.&lt;br /&gt;2. When everything is equally as boring, do whatever has to be done first.&lt;br /&gt;3. When all else fails, stop thinking, just start doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much 3/4 of the time I've ended up with the last option, which is also how I play Tetris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All pseudo-jokes aside, always remember the first step, in whatever you're doing.&lt;br /&gt;For without passion, there is no dedication, and without dedication, there is no meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOdSehcIpDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ikA1JZNPFFI/s1600/Animation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOdSehcIpDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ikA1JZNPFFI/s400/Animation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541488550828614706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-2184996742379231042?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/2184996742379231042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/procrastination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/2184996742379231042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/2184996742379231042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOdSehcIpDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ikA1JZNPFFI/s72-c/Animation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-4485588990733010628</id><published>2010-11-19T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T20:56:48.638-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><title type='text'>Keep It In Your Pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J-6kThkmiQc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J-6kThkmiQc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious song, and so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never have the audacity to grind up against a random girl at a club.&lt;br /&gt;It's a confidence issue on my end, but also just respect for a girl who may not want some creeper grinding up against her.&lt;br /&gt;Even worse is when she tries to signal her friends to get her away from the guy, and they make an excuse to go to the washroom or something, and the guy follows them.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, trust me, I've seen this happen. I'm also the "Savior" when it comes to clubbing with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to save a friend from a guy, and by save, I mean I grabbed her from the guy and grinded with her after she gave me the most distressed face in the world.&lt;br /&gt;The guy started holding on to her, and when he let go, he grinded in front of her, until I turned her around in to our circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after, when he left and we stopped, we start dancing by ourselves again and he comes back.&lt;br /&gt;For fuck sakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the hint guys.&lt;br /&gt;You're not as hot as you think or the girl just isn't interested in to you.&lt;br /&gt;And for those guys who have their brains in their testicles, no, just because a girl isn't interested in you, doesn't automatically make her a lesbian. Though that's a rare case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not all awkwardness and shunning though; honestly, if you have that kind of confidence to do so, go right on ahead and try your luck. All the luck to ya.&lt;br /&gt;But don't have so much ego to think you're the hottest guy in the club that can get every single girl there (or guy if you go that way), and don't fucking follow a girl unless she tells you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Girls, what do you do when a guy you're not that interested in grinds up against you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Guys, are you one of those who have the confidence to do it? Are you one of the clueless ones or do you actually get the hint from the girls that they aren't interested?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6783370640870816786-4485588990733010628?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/4485588990733010628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/keep-it-in-your-pants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/4485588990733010628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/4485588990733010628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/keep-it-in-your-pants.html' title='Keep It In Your Pants'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6783370640870816786.post-1134954359350240514</id><published>2010-11-18T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T15:17:37.934-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>What's With This Blog?</title><content type='html'>Alright, so most of you guys may be wondering, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Euge...you have a blog already. Why does this exist?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, oh anonymous person who follows my blogs or something, that's a good question.&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a problem with creating too many blogs.&lt;br /&gt;2. I aim for this blog to be more "useful" or interesting for you guys, aside from reading my personal blog that is full of emo-ness and personal stuff that most of you guys will probably not get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog will follow closely to what the content in my videos are like, and I may cover topics that HAVE been covered in videos or haven't yet, but will soon.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry though, this doesn't mean I won't be making videos anymore, in fact, this is just a little extra for those who actually...well...don't mind reading and want to read more about what I think or how I think (Ego +500...totally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I bet another question that comes up often is, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Euge, why can't you just make videos? We want more videos!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, same anonymous person, that's actually been something I wanted to address...in a video...though it seemed redundant and boring to talk about how I make a video in a video (OH THE IRONY).&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I present to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;HOW POKE EUGE MAKES A VIDEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Check if I'm alone at home or if my family members are downstairs and are generally going to stay downstairs or, basically, won't come in to my room and see me filming and think I'm a psycho.&lt;br /&gt;2. Record, try not to ramble, keep talking.&lt;br /&gt;3. Wait for iMovie to render my recordings.&lt;br /&gt;4. Edit the video (Basically cut out me breathing because it takes 0.3 seconds for me to breathe, and that adds up)&lt;br /&gt;5. Try to cut down the redundant/repeated info (Yes, I do try to lessen the length of the video for those who have short attention spans)&lt;br /&gt;6. Render video (Takes about 20 minutes).&lt;br /&gt;7. Take my memory stick and transfer my file from my Macbook to my desktop because the wireless internet does not reach my room so I have to transfer it.&lt;br /&gt;8. Go on Youtube, upload video from memory stick.&lt;br /&gt;9. Write description.&lt;br /&gt;10. Wait for it to upload and publish (takes like an hour).&lt;br /&gt;11. Try to choose 1 picture out of the 3 for my video thumbnail, but since Youtube loves making me look like an idiot, I end up choosing one where I look the most stupid. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entire process takes roughly 1-2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Writing this blog took roughly 7 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't noticeable, the first step is usually what stops me from making videos.&lt;br /&gt;Second comes the heavy amount of school work I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I hope this pulls some of you guys through and entertains you a bit.&lt;br /&gt;I'll add in funny pictures or my recent obsession of music or something, and if I get questions that I think are interesting or very relevant to a lot of people, I'll write them here and possibly address in my videos later (with the sender being anonymous, and with their permission).&lt;br /&gt;If you guys got any questions you want me to address on this blog, even though I have a formspring...ionno...why you'd want this...but ANYWAYS if you want, leave me a comment or whatnot and I'll get to it :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys are all doing well and hope this helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOX907YYasI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ctnJDbWsTMg/s1600/17451_663200997931_21000320_41423261_5386886_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOX907YYasI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ctnJDbWsTMg/s400/17451_663200997931_21000320_41423261_5386886_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541114002284243650" border="0" /&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/6783370640870816786-1134954359350240514?l=donotfearloss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/feeds/1134954359350240514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/whats-with-this-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1134954359350240514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6783370640870816786/posts/default/1134954359350240514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donotfearloss.blogspot.com/2010/11/whats-with-this-blog.html' title='What&apos;s With This Blog?'/><author><name>Euge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08742154935604084144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/Sd6Ian8MPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pPr8ZH6WQuk/S220/11.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jUhdTKnluCM/TOX907YYasI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ctnJDbWsTMg/s72-c/17451_663200997931_21000320_41423261_5386886_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
