<?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-5355664481404284155</id><updated>2011-07-30T11:39:43.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adamo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-6743204082365861448</id><published>2009-07-23T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T04:03:26.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled 1</title><content type='html'>It is a long run in life. As short as life may be. No matter what people try to do to in order to have a good life, it always fails, we always have regrets. As Humans we need to try our best to strive forth and enjoy as much as we can the moments we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a day goes by that I think of you, nor that I wish I could have you in my life more, have you back, to be able to see your smile every day. It's impossible to describe my emotions, for there are so many that I have. I hate the fact that I feel I've lost you, I hate the fact I could possibly have you. But we are handed so many things in life that end up screwing us over and taking chances away from what we could have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-6743204082365861448?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/6743204082365861448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/07/untitled-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/6743204082365861448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/6743204082365861448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/07/untitled-1.html' title='Untitled 1'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-1104797274084686461</id><published>2009-06-01T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T02:17:07.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As times goes by</title><content type='html'>I regret that it is seldom with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days have grown long, yet short. Constantly busy, yet so free. As this feeling of confinement is returning to me, I fear the day I get the call. Whether HTT HD, CF, MS, etc. I fear the loss of time. And it is causing me to re-think. As the agoraphobia kicks in all I can ask is . . . OWH!? MA QUANDO COSTA UNA BANANA QUI IN PALERMO?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-1104797274084686461?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/1104797274084686461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/06/as-times-goes-by.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/1104797274084686461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/1104797274084686461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/06/as-times-goes-by.html' title='As times goes by'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-488894254685784317</id><published>2009-04-21T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:51:03.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Se Cerchi Mi Vedi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Io voglio regalarti la mia vita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Chiedo tu cambi tutta la mia vita, ora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Ti do questa notizia in conclusione.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Notizia è l’anagramma del mio nome, vedi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; E so che serve tempo, non lo nego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Anche se in fondo tempo non ce n’è, ma se...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;Cerco lo vedo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; L’amore va veloce e tu stai indietro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Se cerchi mi vedi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Il bene più segreto sfugge all’uomo che non guarda avanti, mai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Ricevo il tuo contrordine speciale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Nemico della logica morale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Opposto della fisica normale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Geometria degli angoli nascosti, nostri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; E adesso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Ripenso a quella foto insieme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Decido che non ti avrei mai perduta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; mai perduta, perché ti volevo troppo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Mancano i colpi al cuore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Quel poco tanto di dolore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Quell’attitudine di chi ricorda tutto, ma se...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;Guardo, lo vedo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Il mondo va veloce e tu vai indietro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Se cerchi, mi vedi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Il bene più segreto sfugge all’uomo che non guarda avanti, mai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Dietro le lacrime che mi hai nascosto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Negli spazi di un segreto opposto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Resto fermo e ti aspetto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Da qui non mi è possibile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; No non rivederti più.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Se lontana non sei stata mai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;Se cerco lo vedo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; L’amore va veloce e tu stai indietro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Se cerchi mi vedi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt; Il bene più segreto sfugge all’uomo che non guarda avanti, mai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sei Un Dolor, Un Amore, Un Spirito&lt;br /&gt;Che Sei Una Pezza da Cuore Mei&lt;br /&gt;Stop! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MAI&lt;/span&gt; Dimentica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-488894254685784317?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/488894254685784317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/04/se-cerchi-mi-vedi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/488894254685784317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/488894254685784317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/04/se-cerchi-mi-vedi.html' title='Se Cerchi Mi Vedi'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-5626296628746704659</id><published>2009-04-19T03:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T03:48:48.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i love you</title><content type='html'>I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz&lt;br /&gt; or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:&lt;br /&gt; I love you as certain dark things are loved,&lt;br /&gt; secretly, between the shadow and the soul.    &lt;p&gt;I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries&lt;br /&gt; hidden within itself the light of those flowers,&lt;br /&gt; and thanks to your love, darkly in my body&lt;br /&gt; lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,&lt;br /&gt; I love you simply, without problems or pride:&lt;br /&gt; I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;but this, in which there is no I or you,&lt;br /&gt; so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,&lt;br /&gt; so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-5626296628746704659?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/5626296628746704659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/5626296628746704659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/5626296628746704659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-i-love-you.html' title='i think i love you'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-6455791926563745305</id><published>2009-03-25T15:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T16:04:14.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow forgot about blogger! Bahaha</title><content type='html'>Russel Peters new show is the funniest thing. We hang out way to much and way to late ps.&lt;br /&gt;Growing mushrooms is going to be fucking fabulous! Morels and Oysters and Shitake and Portabello's and Miatake and Hericium Erinaceus and Ganoderma Lucidum  and so many more year round!!!! Bahhhhh! *brain explosion*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need fluse! Lots of fluse! FLUSE LIKE A JEW!! BAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canadian Tire scares me. Nutters = &lt;3. 100g's of Saffron for 10 bucks makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Italians are cute, But their still from way north, that makes me scared a bit. they can be kinda crazy. . . /not all there. Freaking polentoné&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are the death of me. thus, not going is the life of me. BAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen = &lt;3 + 3 + 3  Jen+Dr. Grossman = funny times. Jen + Adam + Carley + Socio = MESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-6455791926563745305?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/6455791926563745305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/03/wow-forgot-about-blogger-bahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/6455791926563745305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/6455791926563745305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/03/wow-forgot-about-blogger-bahaha.html' title='Wow forgot about blogger! Bahaha'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-4468757858858189022</id><published>2009-02-18T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:37:47.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>txt Hot to 55355</title><content type='html'>Nah, I don't have to.&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I need is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching southpark&lt;br /&gt;Baking Breads&lt;br /&gt;Staying up till 3am making Challah, Rye, Whole Wheats, French Rolls, and of course the Italian Loafs = &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;"OMG . . . ITS GONE BAD! . . . SMELL IT! . . . IT'S. . IT'S SOUR!"&lt;br /&gt;"Uhh, ya, it's sourdough starter"&lt;br /&gt;"OHHH! aw'righ' aw'righ"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei solo tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eijè no'me putze parlaré' da tant'e kosé. Ma tu ti'ja kapisce a mei, volglio guardaré alla sua faccia, dentro gli occhio voi, voglio sentire alla sua perfuma, mi devi vederre a lei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-4468757858858189022?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/4468757858858189022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/02/txt-hot-to-55355.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/4468757858858189022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/4468757858858189022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/02/txt-hot-to-55355.html' title='txt Hot to 55355'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-2214773572606201504</id><published>2009-01-25T00:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:08:04.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grief</title><content type='html'>Today was a lot easier than I thought, but who knows, Wednesday will be the real test.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being such a good listener. Having you in my life is all that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu ti'ja capiscé k 6 lu sool amuré k tengè.&lt;br /&gt;E sei potrebbe dire quando amore ho per lei,&lt;br /&gt;il mondo cadrebbe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-2214773572606201504?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/2214773572606201504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/01/grief.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/2214773572606201504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/2214773572606201504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/01/grief.html' title='Grief'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-1395864519860065339</id><published>2009-01-23T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:23:46.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-right: 20px;"&gt; &lt;div class="poem"&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;Requiem æternam dona eis, Domine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;et lux perpetua luceat eis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;Te decet hymnus Deus, in Sion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;et tibi reddetur votum in Ierusalem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;Exaudi orationem meam;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;ad te omnis caro veniet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;Requiem æternam dona eis, Domine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;i&gt;et lux perpetua luceat eis.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a cycle. Whether we like it or not, whether we want something afterwards, it's just a part of the cycle. I'm sad to loose you, but I'm glad your suffering will soon be over. I'm anthropomorphized by sorrow, but overcome with relief. I hope you will rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ab omni malo,&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/i&gt;Ab omni peccato,&lt;br /&gt;        Ab ira tua,&lt;br /&gt;        A subitanea et improvisa morte,&lt;br /&gt;        Ab insidiis diaboli,&lt;br /&gt;        Ab ira, et odio, et omni mala voluntate,&lt;br /&gt;        A spiritu fornicationis,&lt;br /&gt;        A fulgure et tempestate,&lt;br /&gt;        A flagello terraemotus,&lt;br /&gt;        A peste, fame, et bello,&lt;br /&gt;        A morte perpetua,&lt;br /&gt;        Per mysterium sanctae incarnationis tuae,&lt;br /&gt;        Per adventum tuum,&lt;br /&gt;        Per nativitatem tuam,&lt;br /&gt;        Per baptismum et sanctum ieiunium tuum,&lt;br /&gt;        Per crucem et passionem tuam,&lt;br /&gt;        Per mortem et sepulturam tuam,&lt;br /&gt;        Per sanctam resurrectionem tuam,&lt;br /&gt;        Per admirabilem ascensionem tuam,&lt;br /&gt;        Per adventum Spiritus sancti Paracliti,&lt;br /&gt;        In die iudicii,         &lt;p&gt;Peccatores,&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;i&gt;te rogamus, audi nos.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/i&gt;Ut nobis parcas,&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;i&gt;te rogamus, audi nos.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/i&gt;Ut nobis indulgeas,&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;i&gt;te rogamus, audi nos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;i&gt;        &lt;/i&gt;         &lt;p&gt;Ut ad veram poenitentiam nos perducere&lt;br /&gt;           digneris,&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/i&gt;Ut Ecclesiam tuam sanctam regere, et&lt;br /&gt;           conservare digneris,&lt;br /&gt;        Ut Domnum apostolicum, et omnes&lt;br /&gt;           ecclesiasticos ordines in sancta religione&lt;br /&gt;           conservare digneris,&lt;br /&gt;        Ut inimicos sanctae Ecclesiae humiliare&lt;br /&gt;           digneris,&lt;br /&gt;        Ut Regibus et Principibus christianis pacem&lt;br /&gt;           et veram concordiam donare digneris,&lt;br /&gt;        Ut cuncto populo christiano pacem et&lt;br /&gt;           unitatem largiri digneris,&lt;br /&gt;        Ut nosmetipsos in tuo sancto servitio&lt;br /&gt;           confortare, et conservare digneris,&lt;br /&gt;        Ut mentes nostras ad coelestia desideria&lt;br /&gt;           erigas,&lt;br /&gt;        Ut omnibus benefactoribus nostris sempiterna&lt;br /&gt;           bona retribuas,&lt;br /&gt;        Ut animas nostras, fratrum, propinquorum,&lt;br /&gt;           et benefactorum nostrorum ab aeterna&lt;br /&gt;           damnatione eripias,&lt;br /&gt;        Ut fructus terrae dare et conservare&lt;br /&gt;           digneris,&lt;br /&gt;        Ut omnibus fidelibus defunctis requiem&lt;br /&gt;           aeternam donare digneris,&lt;br /&gt;        Ut nos exaudire digneris,&lt;br /&gt;        Fili Dei,&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi,&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;i&gt;parce nobis, Domine.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/i&gt;Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi,&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;i&gt;exaudi nos, Domine.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/i&gt;Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi,&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;i&gt;miserere nobis.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;i&gt;        &lt;/i&gt;         Christe, audi nos.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;i&gt;Christe, exaudi nos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-1395864519860065339?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/1395864519860065339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/01/loss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/1395864519860065339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/1395864519860065339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/01/loss.html' title='Loss'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-7506086929715543024</id><published>2009-01-12T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:04:33.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bestest Weekend</title><content type='html'>Title, basically says it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooking with you, Dancing with you, Laughing with you, Sleeping next to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your my favorite thing. Cute. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-7506086929715543024?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/7506086929715543024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/01/bestest-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/7506086929715543024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/7506086929715543024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/01/bestest-weekend.html' title='Bestest Weekend'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-6047016778066367161</id><published>2009-01-08T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:06:35.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You. and only You</title><content type='html'>Im so glad to be back.&lt;br /&gt;Spending countless nights and hours with you makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy when two can randomly just mix so well.&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to this weekend. Friday to Sunday. It will be  Glamorous, fierce, and Fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your gentle manlyness is all that I wake for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-6047016778066367161?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/6047016778066367161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-and-only-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/6047016778066367161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/6047016778066367161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-and-only-you.html' title='You. and only You'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-4104623338595661524</id><published>2009-01-03T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T02:17:06.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tryin'</title><content type='html'>Ive been thinkin bout&lt;br /&gt;All the times you told me&lt;br /&gt;Youre so ful of doubt&lt;br /&gt;You just cant let it be&lt;br /&gt;But I know&lt;br /&gt;If you keep comin back for more&lt;br /&gt;Then Ill keep on tryin&lt;br /&gt;Keep on tryin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ive been drinkin now&lt;br /&gt;Just a little too much&lt;br /&gt;And I dont know how&lt;br /&gt;I can get in touch with you&lt;br /&gt;Now theres only one thing&lt;br /&gt;For me to do, thats to&lt;br /&gt;To get home to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel so satiesfied when&lt;br /&gt;I can see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I want to confide in&lt;br /&gt;All that is true, so ill&lt;br /&gt;Keep on tryin im&lt;br /&gt;Through with lyin&lt;br /&gt;Just like the sun above&lt;br /&gt;Ill come shinin, trough&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes ill&lt;br /&gt;Keep on tryin, im&lt;br /&gt;Tired of cryin&lt;br /&gt;I got to find a way&lt;br /&gt;To get on home to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been thingin bout&lt;br /&gt;All the times you held me&lt;br /&gt;I never heard you shout&lt;br /&gt;The flow of energy was so fine&lt;br /&gt;Now I think Ill lay it on the line&lt;br /&gt;And keep on tryin&lt;br /&gt;To get home to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel so satiesfied when&lt;br /&gt;I can see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I want to confide in&lt;br /&gt;All that is true, so ill&lt;br /&gt;Keep on tryin im&lt;br /&gt;Through with lyin&lt;br /&gt;Just like the sun above&lt;br /&gt;Ill come shinin, trough&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes ill&lt;br /&gt;Keep on tryin, im&lt;br /&gt;Tired of cryin&lt;br /&gt;I got to find a way&lt;br /&gt;To get on home to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-4104623338595661524?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/4104623338595661524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/01/tryin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/4104623338595661524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/4104623338595661524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2009/01/tryin.html' title='Tryin&apos;'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-5383473387863561734</id><published>2008-12-30T23:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:05:48.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES!</title><content type='html'>YES!&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Carrey movies with you are the best.&lt;br /&gt;Soy Hazelnut Latte's with you are the best too.&lt;br /&gt;Making fun of stupid teenagers who think PDA is a necessity in the cinema brightens my nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt the fact this break could be any better. Weights lifted, chains broken, minds understanding. I dread going back to school. Seriously just want to stay here &amp;amp; party it up every night with you. Unfortunately, that cannot happen right now. Why must you live on the other side of the city . . . but either way you know where i am, and my door is always open to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-5383473387863561734?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/5383473387863561734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2008/12/yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/5383473387863561734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/5383473387863561734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2008/12/yes.html' title='YES!'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-4570050690847877456</id><published>2008-12-30T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T02:15:30.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time with you is time well spent.</title><content type='html'>REAL pizza = love. x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now have our table. Our feared servers, and our outrageous moments together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make hockey games bearable, you're officially above the malts &amp;amp; pocketdogs. +1 for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving around, forgetting shit, drinking madddddd Oolong {oo-leeueueueuung} Tea &amp;amp; playing scrabble around queerish hippie folk, all equals happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snuggling on the couch + Bones + Laughing @ random Jason Mraz plagiarism + our favorite jew + much more random talk + bone cracking = more than I need to be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your sense of self assure-ness, and self reliability. You don't need me there to boost you, you know how good you are. It's nice to be with someone who has a backbone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so Excited for Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;2008=worst year thus far in my life&lt;br /&gt;Thank 'god' I have you for 2009 &lt;3.3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-4570050690847877456?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/4570050690847877456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-with-you-is-time-well-spent.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/4570050690847877456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/4570050690847877456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-with-you-is-time-well-spent.html' title='Time with you is time well spent.'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-5870038844755278854</id><published>2008-12-26T22:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T22:48:30.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only You</title><content type='html'>Only you take my pain away.&lt;br /&gt;Only you take my breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Only you can make me wake with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you understand my head.&lt;br /&gt;Only you get into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;3.3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-5870038844755278854?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/5870038844755278854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2008/12/only-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/5870038844755278854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/5870038844755278854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2008/12/only-you.html' title='Only You'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-4449892470009483655</id><published>2008-12-23T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:06:25.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas = Loved Ones</title><content type='html'>Im so sad nonna is in the hospital again. If the nurses dont let her out for Christmas day, i will seriously kill someone. Thank god for your blogs, the only thing that can put a real smile on my face at times like this. I still cannot believe you openly admitted over the internet that you were silly enough to drop your cell in the snow. Whateves, Pink Razr is Win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, 12 hrs till we spend our 72 hour extravaganza together. I'm so excited, just like old times! Eve/Day/SHOPPING!!!  E Miracoloso! I miss my double dose of WOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook Notes = love&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for each other = love &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;2am movie nights = love ^ (1+n{&lt;3}+0.3)&lt;br /&gt;Everything with you = love to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how you are cultured&lt;br /&gt;I love how you are like my twin&lt;br /&gt;I love how you can finish my sentences&lt;br /&gt;I really love the fact that you are you. And that you appreciate me for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perchè sei bella&lt;br /&gt;Che mi fai male&lt;br /&gt;Ma non ti importa&lt;br /&gt;O forse neanche tu lo sai&lt;br /&gt;E poi la sera vuoi fare l'amore&lt;br /&gt;Ogni volta come fosse l'ultima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei solo tu&lt;br /&gt;Nei gesti miei&lt;br /&gt;sempre più ora mai&lt;br /&gt;sei solo tu&lt;br /&gt;dentro me&lt;br /&gt;Tutto il resto è invisibile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-4449892470009483655?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/4449892470009483655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-loved-ones.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/4449892470009483655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/4449892470009483655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-loved-ones.html' title='Christmas = Loved Ones'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-6438004846092777352</id><published>2008-12-22T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:25:15.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Light</title><content type='html'>As of these past weeks, with an upturning of emotions, many thoughts that fly through my mind have finally settled. We always say 'it's in the past' but without the past, we would have no future. And because of our pasts dictating our future, we must always think about the 'in the moment' moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past regrets, emotions, and feelings have been flying back at me. At times like these, I would normally have remained neutral, but for once I fear not making my move, not to step in. But I as well fear the outcome of making a bold statement, and a bold move would either dictate two paths that can be taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those times you need friends, or close ones, always come, and there will always be the one person who will be there, maybe not always in person, but in spirit/energy/and emotively. No matter on the situation, past, present, or future. These people stick out in you life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all need to be that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a bandaid on a fresh wound, it protects, helps heal, and leaves a mark in the end. Time to choose the mark, shall it be ripped, and form a new wound. Or be the faint outline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-6438004846092777352?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/6438004846092777352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/6438004846092777352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/6438004846092777352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-light.html' title='My Light'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5355664481404284155.post-7432105769872008430</id><published>2008-12-20T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T14:34:38.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All You Need is Friends &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Ok, i have separated personal blogging from informative, Adamo will be known as Personal, Sapientia is the wisdom side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was textbook gong show. It was so good to see everyone again!&lt;br /&gt;I love my gifts, I love my girls, I love everything right now!&lt;br /&gt;I look like I have just walked out of a war zone lol&lt;br /&gt;Lipstick smears all over one side of my face and neck, peoples black eyeshadow smeared on the other side. Hickeys out of nowhere that look like I've been shot / grazed by a bullet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of my nails are missing, I'm covered in numbers, I wreak of peoples drinks and tobacco, I can still taste the river of red wine, all of the fabulous cookies you made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice not to be on boob watch for once! Nice goin Lyz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syl, your debt has reached lv 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously need to slow down, going out every night is havoc on the body, &amp;amp; Jetta's are impossible to do anything in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to shower, Because this shit all starts up again in 3 hours =S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5355664481404284155-7432105769872008430?l=adamo13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/feeds/7432105769872008430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-you-need-is-friends-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/7432105769872008430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5355664481404284155/posts/default/7432105769872008430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamo13.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-you-need-is-friends-3.html' title='All You Need is Friends &lt;3'/><author><name>Stercus Accidit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05496295161652128993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
