<?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-36980357</id><updated>2012-01-14T03:41:02.366-05:00</updated><category term='Robin Thicke'/><category term='Prison Break'/><category term='education'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='TV'/><category term='George Carlin'/><category term='Cancer'/><category term='books'/><category term='programming'/><category term='Mad Men'/><category term='Music'/><category term='death'/><category term='IT'/><category term='Breast'/><category term='Sade'/><category term='Concert'/><category term='Red Meat'/><category term='MS'/><category term='Comedy'/><category term='Stupid'/><category term='life'/><category term='French'/><category term='Friend'/><category term='Vampire Weekend'/><category term='Kurt Vonnegut'/><category term='Karnivool'/><category term='Computers'/><category term='Colin Hay'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='DB'/><category term='Love'/><category term='concerts'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Stuart Matthewman'/><category term='Harold and Kumar'/><category term='Work'/><category term='John Legend'/><category term='Lyrics'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='clubbing'/><category term='Jon'/><category term='Iron Man'/><title type='text'>Zeyi Writing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-3120164236111172944</id><published>2009-03-13T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:27:26.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Bored and Listening to this over and over again!</title><content type='html'>I like some of Snow Patrol songs not all, but this is my favorite. The lyrics are simple and amazing. It's something I think I said to my ex when we broke up, he is happy, I am happy and I will always be happy for him and his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Could Be Happy - Snow Patrol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be happy and I won't know&lt;br /&gt;But you weren't happy the day I watched you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the things that I wished I had not said&lt;br /&gt;Are played in loops 'till it's madness in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it too late to remind you how we were&lt;br /&gt;But not our last days of silence, screaming, blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of what I remember makes me sure&lt;br /&gt;I should have stopped you from walking out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be happy, I hope you are&lt;br /&gt;You made me happier than I'd been by far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow everything I own smells of you&lt;br /&gt;And for the tiniest moment it's all not true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the things that you always wanted to&lt;br /&gt;Without me there to hold you back, don't think, just do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than anything I want to see you, girl&lt;br /&gt;Take a glorious bite out of the whole world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-3120164236111172944?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/3120164236111172944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=3120164236111172944&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/3120164236111172944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/3120164236111172944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2009/03/bored-and-listening-to-this-over-and.html' title='Bored and Listening to this over and over again!'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-6465096838507471701</id><published>2009-02-17T13:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T13:33:03.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Osama refered to by Yahoo.com as Obama</title><content type='html'>we all knew this was coming and here it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1n4htXjIVKM/SZsCxo6DqGI/AAAAAAAABuM/ADqTSumN39A/s1600-h/yahoo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1n4htXjIVKM/SZsCxo6DqGI/AAAAAAAABuM/ADqTSumN39A/s320/yahoo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303836037976664162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-6465096838507471701?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6465096838507471701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=6465096838507471701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/6465096838507471701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/6465096838507471701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2009/02/osama-refered-to-by-yahoocom-as-obama.html' title='Osama refered to by Yahoo.com as Obama'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1n4htXjIVKM/SZsCxo6DqGI/AAAAAAAABuM/ADqTSumN39A/s72-c/yahoo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-3509233691397147570</id><published>2008-11-13T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:34:53.962-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mad Men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>I like to watch ...</title><content type='html'>... Mad Men. I have to admit I did not understand what all the blah blah blah was about this show. Who cares, 60s ad men, male chauvinist pigs, whateves. Even with the whole Emmy buzz I was like blah. I tried watching the show when it first premiered on AMC and I could not get through it. Then last week I was chatting with my BFF Bayo about true blood and my Halloween custom and he said True blood is one of the best shows on TV besides Mad Men. Now, if you know Bayo, you know he never watches TV unless it is good. This is unlike me, I watch good TV but I also watch crap TV like "Real Chance of Love" and other VH1 shows. I have followed those shows since "Flavor of Love."&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoos, so last Thursday, I downloaded the first season and started watching. I have to admit, the first eps. was kind of boring to me. It was all about smoking, blah. Then at the end of the esp. when Paggy makes her moves on Don, I thot wow!, then Don goes home and I find out he is married to a gorgeous woman and was obviously cheating on her. WOW!!! Then my sister called, she told me to keep watching it gets better. So I did. I finished all thirteen esp. by Sunday. I am on season 2 now and up to esp.6.&lt;br /&gt;It is awful of me to love Don and understand that he cheats? I understand why he does it, I understand he loves his family. His children mean the world to him, yet he can smile at his child and feel bad he has lied to her her whole lie in one sitting and get up, tell his wife he has to go to the office, only to call another woman who he is planning to meet.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE Joan. She makes me feels so great about my body. I will never be stick thin, I have boobs, they are not going away. So when I see here and the way Roger Sterling looks at her, I know it's ok to have curves.&lt;br /&gt;I do not really care for P&amp;P. I could go on and on but I really love this show and happy Bayo finally turned me on to it.&lt;br /&gt;Jon's mom forgot her cigarettes at our home the other day and while watching Mad Men I held on cig. between my fingers, Jon thought it was crazy! but could not stop laughing! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-3509233691397147570?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/3509233691397147570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=3509233691397147570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/3509233691397147570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/3509233691397147570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-like-to-watch.html' title='I like to watch ...'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-8098568843940556113</id><published>2008-11-10T14:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:39:00.156-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Away for a while</title><content type='html'>I have been away for a while. Election and work holding me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-8098568843940556113?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/8098568843940556113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=8098568843940556113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/8098568843940556113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/8098568843940556113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2008/11/away-for-while.html' title='Away for a while'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-6273996684406827765</id><published>2008-09-03T14:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:00:21.561-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prison Break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Prison Break =</title><content type='html'>Awesome show! I love how they get down to business. No wasting my time, not hanging on the edge. Actually there are a lot of hanging on the edge but not the kind I get from waiting a lot of other shows (i.e Lost). Before the first commercial my questions were answered. Gotta love it. Even though I was kind of annoyed they kept the show going after season one, this show has actually kept to it's premise of breaking in and out of prison and kept it entertaining + no wasting my time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-6273996684406827765?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6273996684406827765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=6273996684406827765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/6273996684406827765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/6273996684406827765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2008/09/prison-break.html' title='Prison Break ='/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-5300644109863852767</id><published>2008-06-23T08:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T08:29:43.820-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Carlin'/><title type='text'>George Carlin</title><content type='html'>George Carlin is gone and I feel the void&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ccinsider.comedycentral.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/10/04/georgecarlin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://ccinsider.comedycentral.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/10/04/georgecarlin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-5300644109863852767?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5300644109863852767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=5300644109863852767&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/5300644109863852767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/5300644109863852767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2008/06/george-carlin.html' title='George Carlin'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-818647304384877014</id><published>2008-06-16T11:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T11:57:22.899-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='French'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>Fun Times</title><content type='html'>My friend come down from New Jersey for the weekend. We had a blast. On Friday night we went to Las Olas with a friend from work. &lt;br /&gt;I dance with a French guy and he is so HOT!!! He had an Asian face and when I was dancing with him, he said i am not American and my English is not so good. I said no problem, we don't have to talk, he then said, guess what I am, I said I don't know, tell me, he said I am French. I am sure he has used this line a lot of time, because even I fell for it, I said wow! that is sooo cool. I was pretty smashed at this time. He was sooooo cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him I had to leave and when we got to the garage he showed up, I ran into the elevator but he caught my friend and asked "is your friend gone." She started calling for me, I said hellz no, lets go, I was hiding. I was holding up the elevator and the people inside were starting to scream. So one of the girls in the elevator went to get my friend. My friend didn't end up getting all the number from the handsome French guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great night. I usually don't get to go out and have from with my friends like that. I look forward to doing it more often. Jon was pretty jealous when I told him about the French guy. I added "You are so lucky I am such a loyal girlfriend, when else am I gonna met a French dude, with Asian face."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-818647304384877014?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/818647304384877014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=818647304384877014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/818647304384877014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/818647304384877014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-times.html' title='Fun Times'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-7746041381042933983</id><published>2008-06-10T09:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T09:28:33.744-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vampire Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concert'/><title type='text'>Vampire Weekend</title><content type='html'>I saw Vampire Weekend last night. It was an amazing show. The music was a little different live and that just how I like it. The opening band "Harlem Sharks" were not so bad either.&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely go back to a Vampire Weekend show and I hope they come back to SoFla. We love you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-7746041381042933983?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7746041381042933983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=7746041381042933983&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/7746041381042933983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/7746041381042933983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2008/06/vampire-weekend.html' title='Vampire Weekend'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-6885985501508638671</id><published>2008-05-22T12:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:48:40.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii Fit Mii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wiifitonline.net/screenshots/wii-fit-04022008-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.wiifitonline.net/screenshots/wii-fit-04022008-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the Wii Fit yesterday, configured and played a few games. I have already unlocked a few other games. My whole reason for buying the Wii in the first place was so I can play the Fit. When I first saw the demo for the fit, I was blown away. I though maybe, just maybe this is the thing to get me off my ass and do some activities. I hate working out, but when I think of it as a game and a competition, I get motivated.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very impressed with the Fit, I do have to buy a mat for the Fir board as we have carpet and it doesn't read accurately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-6885985501508638671?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6885985501508638671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=6885985501508638671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/6885985501508638671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/6885985501508638671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2008/05/wii-fit-mii.html' title='Wii Fit Mii'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-7196639894125504530</id><published>2008-05-20T10:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T10:37:57.760-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='programming'/><title type='text'>Continuing Education</title><content type='html'>I am going to be taking some PHP/MYsql classes this summer. I really should just get a book and read it but I feel better with someone telling me how it works rather than reading about it. I guess my brain works in a different way. Maybe with my new found PHP skills I can help out with creating some useful tools at work, contribute to this position.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-7196639894125504530?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7196639894125504530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=7196639894125504530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/7196639894125504530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/7196639894125504530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2008/05/continuing-education.html' title='Continuing Education'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-3447208881543113855</id><published>2008-05-08T08:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:43:26.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stimulate Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1n4htXjIVKM/SCMDlP5NQ0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/3_EkC3p7jaU/s1600-h/tax+copy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1n4htXjIVKM/SCMDlP5NQ0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/3_EkC3p7jaU/s200/tax+copy.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198002333372203842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I received my stimulus check today. I will be paying my bills with this money, not buy the new shoes or handbag. I feel stimulated :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-3447208881543113855?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/3447208881543113855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=3447208881543113855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/3447208881543113855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/3447208881543113855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2008/05/stimulate-me.html' title='Stimulate Me'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1n4htXjIVKM/SCMDlP5NQ0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/3_EkC3p7jaU/s72-c/tax+copy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-6927540819804623113</id><published>2008-05-05T09:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T16:28:11.980-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iron Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harold and Kumar'/><title type='text'>I like to watch</title><content type='html'>I love movies!!! I watch at least two new movies a week, and that is on a bad week. The past two weeks have been awesome. Two of my most anticipated movies came out and I got to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://caffeine-headache.net/blog3/harold-and-kumar2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://caffeine-headache.net/blog3/harold-and-kumar2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really loved &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0366551/"&gt;Harold &amp;amp; Kumar Go to White Castle&lt;/a&gt;. I did not see that movie at the theater but when I first saw it with a bunch of friends at home, I thought it was one of the funniest movies ever! So when rumors started about a sequel, I was very excited! I am happy to say I really enjoyed the sequel &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0481536/"&gt;Harold &amp;amp; Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay&lt;/a&gt;. I cannot stop saying "cock meat sandwich!!!" It was not as good as the first movie but I really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/ideas/brainiac/ironman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/ideas/brainiac/ironman.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw Iron Man. The best super hero movie ever made. Yes, even better than the original Superman. It was brilliant. I have no complains, there was no continuity error. It was as close to perfection as a movie can get. Robert Downey Jr. is the best! the R8 was so sexy in this move, I cannot say enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-6927540819804623113?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6927540819804623113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=6927540819804623113&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/6927540819804623113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/6927540819804623113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2008/05/moveis.html' title='I like to watch'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-6914882255226775865</id><published>2008-01-14T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T14:48:00.156-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Stupid at Work</title><content type='html'>I don't know how much longer I can take this IT thing, both with TS and maint. People call about the most annoying things. This lady called me three times, and the last time she could not type in any numbers and felt this was due to our website. I advised her umm NO, I can log in and asked her to use the numbers on top of the letters (breaking it down) and she said oh there it goes! I wanted to shoot someone; she called because her num lock was off and felt it was our site. I mean common sense would say since I cannot enter the numbers maybe I should try all the numbers on my KB first then call and accuse the company.&lt;br /&gt;There is a man that works with us at the company. Every day he calls me about 5 times, I have to remote into his PC almost daily, eating up valuable time. I know it is part of my job, but if someone cannot figure out how to save an attached excel file OMFG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my brief rant! HELP ME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-6914882255226775865?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6914882255226775865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=6914882255226775865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/6914882255226775865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/6914882255226775865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2008/01/stupid-at-work.html' title='Stupid at Work'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-4628061120648853833</id><published>2007-11-02T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T12:06:26.569-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuart Matthewman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MS'/><title type='text'>STUART</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://www.kintera.org/AccountTempFiles/account130/images/226878_490754234358.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="https://www.kintera.org/AccountTempFiles/account130/images/226878_490754234358.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I received an email from the Sade group that Stuart is doing an MS ride. I donated  and he sent me an email yesterday thanking me!!! OMG!!!! I am sure it is one of those generic/general emails but I feel special! you can check me out in the honor roll and donate at &lt;a href="https://www.kintera.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=226878&amp;supid=188126446"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-4628061120648853833?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/4628061120648853833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=4628061120648853833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/4628061120648853833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/4628061120648853833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2007/11/stuart.html' title='STUART'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-5058852868492793275</id><published>2007-10-29T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T12:18:57.077-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karnivool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>I Am In Love With Karnivool</title><content type='html'>We went to a concert on Friday and I was thinking I only like 1 band out of the 4 playing but I will have to stay through 2 shitty bands to get to see them. The arena was crappy too, I hate Revolutions! Anyways, the show was supposed to start at 7pm door open at 6pm and it was raining. So we get there at 7:30 and no one was in the door yet. Finally we go in at 8:15pm. I had to return my umbrella to the car because they wouldn't let me take it in. I could use it as a weapon. We wait about another 30mins and the first band comes on start. OMG, I was in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.karnivool.com.au/photoGallery/galleries/2005/vool_71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.karnivool.com.au/photoGallery/galleries/2005/vool_71.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lead singer is something out of this world. I have never seen someone sing with such passion for his music. He was so fascinated by the moshing that he stopped singing for a second. When a band can appreciate the audience like that, ahhh I am in love. So they do about 5 or 6 songs and go off stage. They were so good. Ian Kenny's (lead singer I am in love with - Ian is the one in the sunglasses above - he is not really my type but he will be for the next few days or months) voice is so beautiful and he is a great performer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, when the head liner (nonpoint) was playing, I went to the back so I could get a better view of the band. When I came back to my spot, I saw Ian standing there, next to my boyfriend. I couldn't believe it, he was right next to me, my love. So I tapped him on the shoulder and gave him a thumb up and he put his hands together in a praying position and then put out his hand for a shake. OMG!!! I shook his hands and he then pointed at the mosh pit and shook his head, I smiled and nodded yes. We were standing next to the speakers, so me talking wouldn't have mattered, plus I later found out he was wearing ear plugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so down to earth. He stood next to me for a while just watching the mosh pit (we had the best view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy next to me was such a jerk. He kept smoking and then throwing his cigarette butts into the mosh pit. He also drank about 10 to 15 beers. He would drink until the cup is almost empty, then he would fling his cup with the rest of the beer into the mosh pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mosh pit was a fucking zoo, full of crazy animals. I wouldn't have made it and I am happy I didn't go into the mosh because of the asshole next to me. I would have gotten my hair all stinky from beer or burnt from his cigarette butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so in love with Ian Kenny, to Love him is to see him play! I am getting the album and listening non stop until my crush dies down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-5058852868492793275?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5058852868492793275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=5058852868492793275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/5058852868492793275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/5058852868492793275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-in-love-with-karnivool.html' title='I Am In Love With Karnivool'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-4637953732553405658</id><published>2007-10-10T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T08:40:18.009-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My PersonalDNA</title><content type='html'>&lt;script src="http://personaldna.com/t/?k=lmVnCUCKkhMouTZ-PM-CCAAA-c458&amp;amp;t=I am an Advocating+Director"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are a Director&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  As a DIRECTOR, you combine an unusual openness and passion for beauty and style with confidence and a down-to-earth sensibility that allow you to realize your vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  You are practical and pay attention to the details that others tend to miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  By focusing on what is real and concrete, you achieve more than those who always have their heads in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  When it comes to what really matters in your life, you are confident in your ability to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  Having beautiful things in your life gives you pleasure and satisfaction - you have a keen eye for style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  Even when problems present themselves, deep down you know you will overcome these challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  When routines get too familiar, you become bored and start looking for ways to spice things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  You are open to new types of experiences – you are not afraid to take a risk on something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  You have a highly developed sense of taste – you know what looks good on you, in your home, and in the world at large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  You're not one to force your positions on a group, and you tend to be fair in evaluating different options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  You are balanced in your approach to problem-solving, not letting your emotions hold you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you want to be different:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  Occasionally let yourself dream a little more, even if it doesn't seem practical or efficient.&lt;br /&gt;how you relate to others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Advocating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  Being social, empathic, and understanding makes you ADVOCATING.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;#  Some people find being around others exhausting—but not you! You are energized by spending time with friends, and you are good at meeting new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  One of the reasons you enjoy conversation as much as you do is that you often learn about yourself while talking things out with a friend; you realize things about your own beliefs while discussing them with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  You have insight into what others are thinking and feeling. This ability allows you to be happy for others, and to commiserate when something has gone wrong for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  You are highly compassionate, and being conscious of how things affect those close to you leaves you cautious about trusting others too hastily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  Despite these reservations, you are open-minded when it comes to your worldview; you don't look to impose your ways on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  Your sensitivity towards others' plights contributes to an understanding—both intellectual and emotional—of many different perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  As someone who understands the complexities of the world around you, you are reluctant to pass judgments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you want to be different:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  While it's important to think about others, don't forget to take some time for yourself, and occassionally to put yourself first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  Take some time to spend with a few close friends; although it's difficult to find people to trust, it's worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  When you have great ideas, it can be hard to relinquish control, but it can also feel good to take the pressure off and enjoy someone else leading the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-4637953732553405658?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/4637953732553405658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=4637953732553405658&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/4637953732553405658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/4637953732553405658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-personaldna.html' title='My PersonalDNA'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-2741080983680781672</id><published>2007-09-12T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T15:33:30.492-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love Love Love Love Love Love Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&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/36980357-2741080983680781672?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/2741080983680781672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=2741080983680781672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/2741080983680781672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/2741080983680781672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/love-love-love-love-love-love-love.html' title='Love Love Love Love Love Love Love'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-89600122048657038</id><published>2007-04-12T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T15:40:27.546-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kurt Vonnegut'/><title type='text'>Kurt Vonnegut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://repos-fs.matrix.msu.edu/cls/a0/a0/cls-a0a0r9-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://repos-fs.matrix.msu.edu/cls/a0/a0/cls-a0a0r9-a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am not sure why, but I have this really sad feeling deep inside me because of Kurt Vonnegut's death. I always knew this day would come but it was very unexpected. Yes he was 84, yes he was very successful, yes he was the best Author ever but I never got to meet him. I really would have loved to meet him. I have read a few of his books and my favorite by far is Slaughterhouse-Five. I am more of a chick lit person, but Vonnegut's books always make me think and question the things around me, laugh really hard, and I always get so involved with the character.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;He was an amazing writer and will be missed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A Sample.&lt;/p&gt;I was those seeds,&lt;br /&gt;I am this meat,&lt;br /&gt;This meat hates pain,&lt;br /&gt;This meat must eat.&lt;br /&gt;This meat must sleep,&lt;br /&gt;This meat must dream,&lt;br /&gt;This meat must laugh,&lt;br /&gt;This meat must scream,&lt;br /&gt;But when as meat,&lt;br /&gt;It's had it's fill&lt;br /&gt;Please plant it as&lt;br /&gt;A Daffodil&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From Kurt Vonnegut's &lt;em&gt;Slapstick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-89600122048657038?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/89600122048657038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=89600122048657038&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/89600122048657038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/89600122048657038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2007/04/kurt-vonnegut.html' title='Kurt Vonnegut'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-9193965393615563623</id><published>2007-03-02T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T14:17:09.555-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuart Matthewman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concert'/><title type='text'>SADE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gibson.com/whatsnew/pressrelease/2001/img/stu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.gibson.com/whatsnew/pressrelease/2001/img/stu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;According to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stuart Matthewman, "there will be a new Sade album before there is a new Sweetback album." When I heard this news via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mad Thinka with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yahoo Sade group (great group btw), I had the best day ever at work. Even when I have people who were not very happy, I had a smile on my face just thinking about the new album. Just the fact that there is HOPE that Sade might record and tour again makes me so happy. I would pay anything to see them live again. Great show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-9193965393615563623?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/9193965393615563623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=9193965393615563623&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/9193965393615563623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/9193965393615563623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2007/03/sade.html' title='SADE!!!'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-1429908030959379544</id><published>2007-02-27T17:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T17:59:05.523-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robin Thicke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concert'/><title type='text'>Once again</title><content type='html'>So John Legend is coming back down here. This time he is coming with Corinne Bailey Rae. I really would like to go BUT after the &lt;a href="http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2006/11/ups-and-down-at-john-legend-concert.html"&gt; drama&lt;/a&gt; at the last one  and seeing how much it cost for tix, I said umm no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, I really would love to see Robin Thicke again. He was the opening act last time and now that he is making it big, I would love to see him ringing in a big way. He did not have room to run around and jump. I got his album after the last concert, and I must say, I really like a lot of the songs on it. I think the lyrics need some work, but something special.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-1429908030959379544?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1429908030959379544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=1429908030959379544&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/1429908030959379544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/1429908030959379544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2007/02/once-again.html' title='Once again'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-1241801582198714886</id><published>2007-02-05T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:43:27.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>H. Stern</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1n4htXjIVKM/RcelxhEwwhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ADEZKB0VI4/s1600-h/grandma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1n4htXjIVKM/RcelxhEwwhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ADEZKB0VI4/s200/grandma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028169779092963858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a huge fan of the Howard Stern show. The picture to the left is just a little of what makes the show so great. To many people this does not seem funny, but to me it is so funny. Artie Lange's Grandma Caprio. She always has good advise for a grandson who never listens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-1241801582198714886?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1241801582198714886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=1241801582198714886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/1241801582198714886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/1241801582198714886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2007/02/h-stern.html' title='H. Stern'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1n4htXjIVKM/RcelxhEwwhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ADEZKB0VI4/s72-c/grandma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-4243141233439800578</id><published>2007-01-12T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T18:26:00.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this really me?</title><content type='html'>This is so true about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='150'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizfarm.com/images/1168631518Jin.jpg"&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Jin&lt;/b&gt;. You are an old member of a Korean Mafia. Although you seem to be a clod blooded hard working antisociopath, you have the heart of a true lover. You are loyal to your wife even sacrificed your own life for hers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='150' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Jin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='300' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;100%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Kate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='67' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Hurley&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='67' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Ana Lucia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='50' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Locke&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='50' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Boone&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='50' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Jack&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='33' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;33%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Shannon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='33' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;33%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Libby&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='33' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;33%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Claire&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='33' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;33%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Sun&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='33' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;33%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Sayid&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='33' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;33%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Sawyer&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='0' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;0%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Charlie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='0' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;0%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=295399'&gt;Which Lost caharacter are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could this really be me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='600'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizfarm.com/images/1110083892devil.gif"&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Satanism&lt;/b&gt;. Your beliefs most closely resemble those of Satanism! Before you scream, do a bit of research on it. To be a Satanist, you don't actually have to believe in Satan. Satanism generally focuses upon the spiritual advancement of the self, rather than upon submission to a deity or a set of moral codes. Do some research if you immediately think of the satanic cult stereotype. Your beliefs may also resemble those of earth-based religions such as paganism.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Satanism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='71' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;71%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Buddhism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='54' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;54%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Christianity&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='54' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;54%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Islam&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='33' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;33%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Paganism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='29' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;29%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;atheism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='29' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;29%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Judaism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='17' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;17%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;agnosticism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='17' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;17%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Hinduism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='13' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;13%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=10907'&gt;Which religion is the right one for you? (new version)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-4243141233439800578?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/4243141233439800578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=4243141233439800578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/4243141233439800578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/4243141233439800578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2007/01/is-this-really-me.html' title='Is this really me?'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-3095925019341600671</id><published>2007-01-08T14:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T14:57:46.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is 2007 and  ...</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year to everyone! I had a great New Years Eve. It was very low key; I stayed home with friends and family. We ate, we drank (the most important part), we laughed, we yelled, we watched TV, we argued about technology, the ipod vs. Creative Zen and XM vs. Sirius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great night and a night to remember. How was your New Years?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-3095925019341600671?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/3095925019341600671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=3095925019341600671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/3095925019341600671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/3095925019341600671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-is-2007-and.html' title='It is 2007 and  ...'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-1067857439709512696</id><published>2006-12-20T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T15:56:05.537-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What da cold!</title><content type='html'>I have the worst cold right now. There is a bug going around and I just so happen to have caught it. I was at work yesterday and all of a sudden I got this hitch in my throat and ears. I knew I was gonna be sick, so I got some wal-borne (Walgreen’s airborne knock off) from a friend and prayed to God I don’t get it. By the time I went to bed last night it was awful. I was sneezing, coughing, and just disgusted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still living with the cold now and it hurts more than anything. The most upsetting part is that today is our office Christmas party and I could not eat because of this cold!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-1067857439709512696?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1067857439709512696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=1067857439709512696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/1067857439709512696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/1067857439709512696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-da-cold.html' title='What da cold!'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-8054750154107697742</id><published>2006-11-29T17:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T13:43:04.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ups and Down At the John Legend Concert</title><content type='html'>So I had this all planned out. I knew I had to go to work on the day of the concert and had requested to leave early. I would leave early, get to the venue early, and get in early so I have a nice spot to watch &lt;a href="http://www.johnlegend.com/"&gt;John&lt;/a&gt; sing, since it was a general admission event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left work at 5pm and headed down. The Traffic was horrible; make me appreciate my regular work schedule of 11am to 8pm. It took me an hour and half to get down to the venue, which was at most 20miles from work. I was still driving at 6:00pm when my boyfriend called me and told me he was on his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time driving down I was on the phone talking to my sister, who was already at the venue holding a spot for all us late comers.  Then I got to the parking garage and it was cash only!!! WTF!!! I had no cash on me, so I headed to the other parking garage closer to the event (it ended up been cheaper to park there than the one I went to at first). On my way walking to the even I saw my brother-in-law who was going to park his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to the venue and picked up my ticked at the box office (another huge problem, thanks to ticket masters, those thieving a**holes), and ran into someone who would make the night an even worse experience. I saw my sister and was sooo happy she was there and happy about how close to the front of the line we were. We were chatting when her husband came to meet us. This was about 6:30pm when the show was supposed to start, when my boyfriend called again and said he was stuck in traffic and will be there shortly. We waited about 30mins and them he arrived, I was so happy he came too because this is not his favorite kind of music. So I am really excited now and angry because its 7:15 and we are not in yet on a work night (I know am old). Finally at about 7:25 they started letting us in. We got in and picked a spot close to the stage. Well guess who was right in front of us? The woman from the box office! Apparently she was on John Legend’s list. I was soooo hungry! And had no cash and I was not about to pay 4 bucks for taking cash out of their ATM. My boyfriend was so sweet or maybe just sick of my bitching about been hungry; he took money out of the ATM for me. I didn’t end up buying anything but saved the money for parking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stand around for another 30mins and then &lt;a href="http://www.robinthicke.com/"&gt; Robin Thicke&lt;/a&gt; comes on as the opening act. First let me say that if I knew that Robin Thicke was coming with John to the South Florida show I would have made different plans. I like Robin Thicke, I love his song “when I get you alone” but I would have come in late and made my way to the front. He was really good and I see why they always compare him to Justin Timberlake.  He is really cute in person and was dancing and rocking hard! He even broke his piano from rocking so hard. Robin was on for about 30mins and then we had to wait another 45mins for John Legend to come out. Needless to say, my feet were killing me. I had intended to buy a pair of comfortable shoes on my way but I had no time to stop. My sister had it worse as she had on high heels. She was holding on to the railing and this BITCH (the one from the box office) turned back and said “why are you holding on?” my sister who is the most clam, nicest person ever simply said “because my feet hurts.” If she asked me that shit I would have … I dunno what I would have done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, John Legend came out at about 9 or 9:15pm. He opened with “Heaven” I was jumping up and down and singing along. Since John only has 2 albums so far and I own*** them both and listen all the time, I knew all the words and was singing along. As soon as he started singing “Where did my baby go” my brother-in-law tapped my sister and was like we can leave after this song. I was sad, but happy they could make it and stay this long. My boyfriend and I stayed till the end of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really good show, but the worst concert going experience. The Artist kept us waiting way too long. I have been to a few concerts even concerts at small venues but this was horrible. I saw &lt;a href="http://www.disturbed1.com"&gt;Disturbed&lt;/a&gt; at a small venue and they did not keep us waiting and it was an awesome show. Dave Matthews Band were not divas like John Legend to keep us waiting. Even the best SADE did not keep me waiting.  Well, my sister has said it, no more John Legend shows for her.  I will have to think about that one, it was a great show but I could barely walk to my car after the show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-8054750154107697742?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/8054750154107697742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=8054750154107697742&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/8054750154107697742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/8054750154107697742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2006/11/ups-and-down-at-john-legend-concert.html' title='Ups and Down At the John Legend Concert'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-856813367034521003</id><published>2006-11-27T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T15:16:47.777-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>Break in case of emergency</title><content type='html'>So we girls always have a guy or a bunch of guys we can fall back on. As I get older I think about getting married and settling down. There is always a guy I can say well as I am getting old I will have to break this glass and marry so and so. But not I am seeing that this is getting impossible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost all the guys I have in my little glass are all getting married or finding the love of their life. No more love for Zeyi, they are over her, they have found their love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not like I don’t like these guys but am not in love with them. I feel one day when I feel ...umm I need to get married... I can just break that glass and pull out that guy and fall in love with him and get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is all rubbish and God forbid I have to settle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-856813367034521003?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/856813367034521003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=856813367034521003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/856813367034521003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/856813367034521003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2006/11/break-in-case-of-emergency.html' title='Break in case of emergency'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-7080253852673818709</id><published>2006-11-24T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T11:07:32.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/6f/TenaciousDInThePickOfDestinySoundtrack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/6f/TenaciousDInThePickOfDestinySoundtrack.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the D. I saw Tenacious D:POD on Wednesday. It was such a good movie and it rocked my fucking socks off. I got the soundtrack last week and cannot stop listening to it. I was rocking along with the D at the movies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that KG is more of the dominant one in the movie. JB is usually pushing him around, telling him what songs rock, and how to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not a fan of the D, don't worry as long as you love rock, funny stuff, and musicals, then you will love this movie.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-7080253852673818709?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7080253852673818709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=7080253852673818709&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/7080253852673818709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/7080253852673818709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2006/11/d.html' title='The D'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-1655307202504659858</id><published>2006-11-24T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T10:59:29.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwo?!</title><content type='html'>Seal named his baby Taiwo, which is a twin name or am I wrong? This is stupid to name your child Taiwo when there is no Kehinde.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-1655307202504659858?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1655307202504659858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=1655307202504659858&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/1655307202504659858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/1655307202504659858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2006/11/taiwo.html' title='Taiwo?!'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-5248971990657051034</id><published>2006-11-15T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T19:27:27.206-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cancer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Meat'/><title type='text'>Red Meat - Breast Cancer</title><content type='html'>I am so sick of all the news coming out this week about eating red meat raises the risk of beast cancer!!!. You can read about it &lt;a href="http://www.thecrimson.com/article.aspx?ref=515754"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I LOVE eating red meat; it is one of my favorite foods to eat. Now I have people calling me to tell me this bad news and how I have to watch it. I say I don't care, but I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's all the crap that goes into the red meat here. I mean the meat I used to eat from back home was not USDA approved or whatever but it was better tasting and very good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come ‘on! I am just so pissed off about this. I know I only have to cut down on the amount of red meat I eat, but there is no substitute. Ahh.... I guess I can eat salmon, oh well... that's my rant for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-5248971990657051034?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5248971990657051034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=5248971990657051034&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/5248971990657051034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/5248971990657051034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2006/11/red-meat-breast-cancer.html' title='Red Meat - Breast Cancer'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-2736833656230455177</id><published>2006-11-15T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T19:53:41.620-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colin Hay'/><title type='text'>Colin Hay</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;width:200px;"src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B00004UF41.03.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0333766/"&gt;Garden State&lt;/a&gt; I discovered &lt;a href="http://www.colinhay.com/"&gt;Colin Hay&lt;/a&gt; again. He used to be in the band "Men At Work". Remember the songs "Down Under" and "Who Can It Be Now?" yes that group. Well I was listening to the Garden stated soundtrack and heard the song "I Just Don't Think I'll Ever Get Over you" and just fell in love. The song is so beautiful and sad. I love sad songs, they say so much. So I decided to get Colin Hay's new album “Going Somewhere”. It is absolutely amazing! I cannot stop listening to this album. It's a shame that music like this are not longer heard on radio. Thank God I have Sirius, at least I get to hear all kinds of music from all over the world (mostly, I am usually listening to Howard).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-2736833656230455177?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/2736833656230455177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=2736833656230455177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/2736833656230455177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/2736833656230455177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2006/11/colin-hay.html' title='Colin Hay'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-116310581828477514</id><published>2006-11-09T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:23:52.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling!</title><content type='html'>Traveling is something I love to do but with work and not much money I don't get to. I am so envious of people who get to travel. I like that high I get when I am about to travel or when planning a trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a rich girl. I would travel everyday. Buy a jet plane, every day a new city. Awww, a girl can dream can't see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-116310581828477514?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/116310581828477514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=116310581828477514&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/116310581828477514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/116310581828477514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2006/11/traveling.html' title='Traveling!'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-116251056628939598</id><published>2006-11-02T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:23:52.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>John Legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I feel so inspired listening to John Legend's new album “Once Again”. The song "Again" brings out so many emotions in me, I am happy, I am sad, I am loved, I am crying, just crazy. The lyrics of his songs are so simple yet so compelling. I love the piano playing on all the songs; make me wish I didn’t quit my piano lessons. This is such a great album. I have read a few reviews comparing this album to his last “Get Lifted”. These are two absolutely different albums. I like that this new albums show what else he can do. He did not just go back to the formula that worked so well for him on the first album. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;It will be rubbish to rate the songs on this album. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;It has been a long time since I listened to an entire album and didn’t skip a song. Well, not since “Get Lifted” actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-116251056628939598?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/116251056628939598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=116251056628939598&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/116251056628939598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/116251056628939598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2006/11/john-legend.html' title='John Legend'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36980357.post-116243529064043228</id><published>2006-11-01T21:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:23:51.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost and Mr. Eko</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am watching the show Lost and loving Mr. Eko more and more. What I love the most about this show is watching the Lost character's stories. I love Mr. Eko's story the most because, well, he is Nigerian. I am happy they picked &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0015382/"&gt;Adewale Akinnuoye-Agbaje&lt;/a&gt; to play the part of Mr. Eko. He is a great actor and I have loved him since &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0118421/"&gt;OZ&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Eko is a Nigerian Thug whose brother was killed of his own doing. Now lost on the very same &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Island&lt;/st1:place&gt; where the plane carrying his brother and his stash has crashed, he is having a hard time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It is so weird that I started writing this last night and Mr. Eko is dead. I lost my will to write how much I love him now that he is gone. At least he went out fighting as usual. I look forward to the next Adewale project.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36980357-116243529064043228?l=zeyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/feeds/116243529064043228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36980357&amp;postID=116243529064043228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/116243529064043228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36980357/posts/default/116243529064043228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeyi.blogspot.com/2006/11/lost-and-mr-eko_01.html' title='Lost and Mr. Eko'/><author><name>zeyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800428987717904594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1669/4514/1600/393427/Sade2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
