<?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-37124455</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:19:10.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my thoughts in writing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-thoughts-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37124455/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-thoughts-in-writing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02866699025380348083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.socc.ca/gallery/images/snow/snow_4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37124455.post-116265528358951936</id><published>2006-11-04T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T07:48:03.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the hot men in series am watching at the moment..............damn!</title><content type='html'>i present u the men on the series i watch half the reason i watch............appreciating this man`s work! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7036/4163/1600/michael%20murray.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" height="79" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7036/4163/400/michael%20murray.jpg" width="69" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chad michael murray........................."lucas" from one tree hill.tho this series is basically in a high school setting gurl he makes u wna know wasup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7036/4163/400/derik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh the latest on my list of hoties............patrick dempsey....."derrick " in grey`s anatomy. theirs something charming about this guy i am yet to figure it out will keep you posted but he definatley gives me reason to watch and find out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the last at the moment is my absolut fav.......................i think i would love to meet him.he seems intelligent,hansome and evrything else to go with it you know the kinda guy your dad would say yes to .the onli thing is this is in a show.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wentworth miller- prison break.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="121" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7036/4163/400/schofield.jpg" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37124455-116265528358951936?l=my-thoughts-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-thoughts-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/116265528358951936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37124455&amp;postID=116265528358951936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37124455/posts/default/116265528358951936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37124455/posts/default/116265528358951936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-thoughts-in-writing.blogspot.com/2006/11/hot-men-in-series-am-watching-at.html' title='the hot men in series am watching at the moment..............damn!'/><author><name>kobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02866699025380348083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.socc.ca/gallery/images/snow/snow_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37124455.post-116265052451608951</id><published>2006-11-04T05:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T06:28:44.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>i was thinking about  my friends and for my first post i have decided to start with that   as i believe your friends are a big part of who you are ,what you have been what you are to become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........................think back to the time u were a kid the people that mattered the most to you are the people who played with you,shared their toys with you or better still protected you from the big bullies at that point in your life you thought they wer the greatest people  and most important and did not want to go home sometimes after play because you wanted them all to your self.&lt;br /&gt;you left kindergaten  and moved to junior school and those friends that did not come with you wer sort of forgotten as you moved to be amongst the older kids and sometimes did not want to be associated with the "play friends" .&lt;br /&gt;At this stage the type of friendship you had was based on the cool kid ,the one who had all the shiny pens,the nice rulers basically top of the range scholastic material and well shoes and bags amongst girls wer always something big. At this stage it mattered the most to belong,they wer various groups and so you associated with those friends who gave u a sense of belonging.you shared everything from secret crushes to work,food and sometimes you had sleepovers or gossiped about certain people in your class or school.they seemed to back you up when it came to name calling. You even made plans about going  to the same high school.&lt;br /&gt;you have your leavers dinner/dance and at this point it dawns onto you that you have to move on in life and are maturing ,u hope that you and your "till life" or "death do us buddies " will be together ............................&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high school comes and its funny you are still in touch with at most 2 of your childhood friend and even then its hiya and bye ,you seem to think they are boring or changed yet infact you have made a 360 degree change so u sorta erase them and high school brings even more friends and more challenges ,its claimed i dunno by which exact source that u tend to meet your long time friends in highschool .well u meet all sorts of characters especially if your parents send u to boarding school.you have the crew of friends with benefits  ranging from wizkid  to prefects (the opportunists),you have your guardian angel(so they wer called,lol),your frends to death,your gossip folks,acquintaces .well generally at this stage in adolescence u need a friend or are looking for frends to prove your worth.the people that matter the most are the ones who help at this stage,you know their whole family history,their siblings were they stay and all,these friends right here are your "gurls".you openly talk to them about your issues and you feel better,they see you at your best and worst.you have good laughs and share everything well apart from guys and underwear.you even get to the extent of your parents becoming frends so they can approve of your friends .in your eyes these frends or frend is/are perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad bit of friendship happens wen u get to the advanced stage in your life where you have to choose university ,not all your frends will follow you into university for various reasons,you leave them behind and you leave your heart at home to go to a foreign land and you might have many doubts but the group of friends you are about to meet are from diverse lands,culture,different race and religion and it can be mind blowing.these friends you meet are your definiton of fun............your wild nights out,your shopping days,the depression days,the men in your life,your wardrobe.they have seen it all and continue to see it .....................&lt;br /&gt;At this point in your life you may still hold your old friends as precious as gold,some might remain the same some changed and well others u jus dnt know but i believe those different friendships you went through over the years and are still going through and those to have have a big pivot on what person you are or will become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urs truly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37124455-116265052451608951?l=my-thoughts-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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