<?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-2487472930758965905</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:16:34.536-08:00</updated><category term='truce'/><category term='playboy'/><category term='bartender'/><category term='ocean'/><category term='MUSIC'/><category term='world aids day'/><category term='moes'/><category term='movies'/><category term='vip'/><category term='cheater'/><category term='good'/><category term='loyalty'/><category term='glasses'/><category term='saw'/><category term='all'/><category term='about'/><category term='wtf'/><category term='sexxxy'/><category term='phone'/><category term='cute'/><category term='smash'/><category term='21'/><category term='thing'/><category term='omg'/><category term='sex'/><category term='porn'/><category term='drinkin'/><category term='year'/><category term='survey'/><category term='tips'/><category term='drink'/><category term='intervention'/><category term='ummm'/><category term='cake'/><category term='driving'/><category term='lame'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='liar'/><category term='2'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='women'/><category term='me'/><category term='v'/><category term='foolish'/><category term='bite'/><category term='random'/><category term='pavement'/><category term='drunk'/><category term='party'/><category term='employee'/><category term='happy'/><category term='danger'/><category term='girlfriend'/><category term='late'/><category term='cutie'/><category term='luck'/><category term='bday'/><category term='imagine'/><category term='variety'/><category term='fb'/><category term='wayne'/><category term='movie'/><category term='horny'/><category term='drinks'/><category term='LIFE'/><category term='fun'/><category term='homie'/><category term='little'/><category term='love'/><category term='drugs'/><category term='umbrella'/><category term='chasing'/><category term='motion'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Mona Lisa Smiles</title><subtitle type='html'>A "smile" hides alot..Mona Lisa..big debate on whether or not she was really smiling in that picture...IMO (SHE WASNT!)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-48409896189401973</id><published>2009-12-30T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T09:38:15.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SeX iN The CiTy -quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt; "Some people are settling down, some people are settling and some people refuse to settle for anything less than butterflies.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I never blog about Love because its a hard topic to discuss.. whats love to me...may jus be lust to sum1 else. We ALL have different definitions of what love is. Im on the road to discovering what love is. I havent figured it out yet because only once was the feeling mutual, and even then..he stopped loving me. I always thought that loved lasted forever.. WELL REAL LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could get back all the love letters i wrote to guys to see what i said and how i felt.. and sumhow recapture that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt; I FORGOT WAT IT FEELS LIKE TO BE IN LOVE!     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt great, but once it was over i always felt like the world was crashing down...NOW WHENEVER I FALL IN LOVE I WANT TO BE ECSTATIC! AND WHEN AND IF ITS OVER..I STILL WANT THAT HAPPY FEELING! I DONT WANNA DEPEND ON SUM1 ELSE FOR MY HAPPINESS.. WHEN THEYRE GONE I STILL WILL BE HAPPY. I WANNA BE COMFORTABLE IN LOVE...NOT DEPENDENT. ILL TAKE MY TIME GETTING THERE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GETTING MY LOVE SHALL BE THE HARDEST TASK IN THE WORLD....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU READY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REFUSE TO SETTLE FOR ANYTHING &lt;strong&gt;LESS THAN BUTTERFLIES &lt;/strong&gt; WHEN I SEE/THINK/AND HEAR FROM YOU =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SzuP5sue0MI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fDglUON3RuU/s1600-h/ththsdfg-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 121px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SzuP5sue0MI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fDglUON3RuU/s400/ththsdfg-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421084797891956930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-48409896189401973?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/48409896189401973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/12/sex-in-city-quotes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/48409896189401973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/48409896189401973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/12/sex-in-city-quotes.html' title='SeX iN The CiTy -quotes'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SzuP5sue0MI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fDglUON3RuU/s72-c/ththsdfg-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-6430314321185426445</id><published>2009-12-03T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T06:44:45.126-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world aids day'/><title type='text'>World Aids Day 12/1/09</title><content type='html'>I hope everybody got tested..I dont know how i forgot about world aids day when its the same day every year (stupid me) and its on my Dads bday. There werent any testing places open after 5 (when i get off of work) so i just made an appt with my Dr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to go into a rant about how aids is the #1 killer amongst african americans ..especially in popular states like NY  &amp; FL. i think DC is the worst city to live in cus they have the highest rates amongst other cities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ad i saw is scary as hell but has a good point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SxfOryHEItI/AAAAAAAAAHw/vqJ_CUUEqtc/s1600-h/PRESS-EN-aiam-hitler_preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SxfOryHEItI/AAAAAAAAAHw/vqJ_CUUEqtc/s400/PRESS-EN-aiam-hitler_preview.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411020728890041042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF THAT DOESNT PUT THINGS INTO PROSPECTIVE FOR YOU...THEN I DONT KNOW WHAT WILL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-6430314321185426445?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/6430314321185426445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/12/world-aids-day-12109.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/6430314321185426445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/6430314321185426445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/12/world-aids-day-12109.html' title='World Aids Day 12/1/09'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SxfOryHEItI/AAAAAAAAAHw/vqJ_CUUEqtc/s72-c/PRESS-EN-aiam-hitler_preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-3141095956274291953</id><published>2009-11-17T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:24:32.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stripping..... Yay or Nay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SwLK9C1n23I/AAAAAAAAAHY/jSVrYy2JNvg/s1600/08_stripper_money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SwLK9C1n23I/AAAAAAAAAHY/jSVrYy2JNvg/s400/08_stripper_money.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405105652880628594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever try it? Would you date someone that strips for a living?&lt;br /&gt;(MY INSIGHT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOULD I DO IT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL YES! BUT.... the money has to be good...I cant strip for $100 a night. Thats not enough money! Id want to basically double wat i make now...lets see a thousand a week? hmm thats a good starting price but i want CAKE!!!! u sacrifice so much (reputation) just for money so it might as well be worth it.* Location is key...id hate to strip and see one of my friends walk in...(that has its pluses and minuses)if ur my friend and you see me strip u better give me lots of money...otherwise get lost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT STRIP CLUB?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Norma Jeans (Baltimore, MD) the girls there are sooooo pretty. but id rather try out Magic City. Ive never been there but ive heard so many good things about that place! Celebs come there and that spells $$$$$$ to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SwLM0IgVJFI/AAAAAAAAAHg/e6CsRd6XgkY/s1600/7802_full.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SwLM0IgVJFI/AAAAAAAAAHg/e6CsRd6XgkY/s400/7802_full.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405107698806367314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LONG TERM AFFECTS OF STRIPPING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At what point do stippers realize its time to throw in the towel? Can u even say that im just doing this to get thru college..ok u have ur degree now...are you ready to quit? hell no...thats like asking a drug dealer to quit selling drugs and start making $10.00 an hr. Whose gonna want to do that? When do u decide enough is enough? U get in a relationship, will u quit? Ive thought about what would make me want to do it and what would make me quit... I cant come up with those answers.... So i havent started stripping yet. Ive talked to strippers...they are so down to earth. They say it just started out as something to do for fun... But ive been warned not to get caught up in the lifestyle///THE MONEY/THE GUYS/THE DRINKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ID SEE MYSELF GETTING CAUGHT UP AND STUCK =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SwLN8wxoxSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/nCDm1xp6-F4/s1600/HOUSTATLANTAVEGAS-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SwLN8wxoxSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/nCDm1xp6-F4/s400/HOUSTATLANTAVEGAS-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405108946566956322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-3141095956274291953?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/3141095956274291953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/11/stripping-yay-or-nay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/3141095956274291953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/3141095956274291953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/11/stripping-yay-or-nay.html' title='Stripping..... Yay or Nay?'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SwLK9C1n23I/AAAAAAAAAHY/jSVrYy2JNvg/s72-c/08_stripper_money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-3946594587757373661</id><published>2009-11-13T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T06:20:48.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Breezy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sv1rI2bhq0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fQCES-rpqjI/s1600-h/chris-brown-con500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sv1rI2bhq0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fQCES-rpqjI/s400/chris-brown-con500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403592927708556098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GODDAMN!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*im not gonna talk about the news because thats not what this post is about*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but jus look and bask in his HANDSOMENESSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FAINTS*&lt;br /&gt;LOL IM SORRY IMMA SUCKER FOR TATTOOS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-3946594587757373661?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/3946594587757373661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/11/mr-breezy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/3946594587757373661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/3946594587757373661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/11/mr-breezy.html' title='Mr. Breezy'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sv1rI2bhq0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fQCES-rpqjI/s72-c/chris-brown-con500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-2858164469927460185</id><published>2009-11-12T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:28:55.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#MusicMonday- Melanie Fiona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Svxvz8iijgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/bhW96jnRv_U/s1600-h/melanie-fiona-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Svxvz8iijgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/bhW96jnRv_U/s400/melanie-fiona-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403316591152762370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every monday on twitter is music monday where you name different songs you like and i mentioned Melanie Fiona- give it to me right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that song!!!!! one of my friends told me to youtube her and since i have i cant get enough of the song!..Its like a womans empowerment song. If ur gonna give it to me, GIVE IT TO ME RIGHT! YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.melaniefiona.com/ &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; THAT IS HER OFFICIAL WEBSITE! PLEASE CHECK HER OUT!...HER VOCALS ARE TO KILL FOR AND HER LOOKS ARE TO DIE FOR! THE WOMAN IS GORGEOUS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOLLOW ME ON TWITTER: HTTTP://WWW.TWITTER.COM/SEXXXYINTHECITY&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;FOLLOW MELANIE FIONA AT : HTTP://WWW.TWITTER.COM/MELANIEFIONA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rTQXWxSrCx8 &lt;&lt; THE VIDEO FOR GIVE IT TO ME RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Svxvu9flV5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/shHOInULJhI/s1600-h/MelanieFiona3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Svxvu9flV5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/shHOInULJhI/s400/MelanieFiona3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403316505509451666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-2858164469927460185?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/2858164469927460185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/11/musicmonday-melanie-fiona.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/2858164469927460185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/2858164469927460185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/11/musicmonday-melanie-fiona.html' title='#MusicMonday- Melanie Fiona'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Svxvz8iijgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/bhW96jnRv_U/s72-c/melanie-fiona-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-3965166718111783280</id><published>2009-11-05T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T12:46:16.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#getoutofyouremotions OR NOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SvMGDSJor4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/Lr7jZQ3ynX4/s1600-h/9745f16dc414d4de0e636882eda52f76c4b919c14100234a0db518d3f8ff031a9b3dd9ad9374c2e4c57989858da84b971ad262e9e57c45716052a3c080c55396488b2a8dc31a666f3f57319080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SvMGDSJor4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/Lr7jZQ3ynX4/s400/9745f16dc414d4de0e636882eda52f76c4b919c14100234a0db518d3f8ff031a9b3dd9ad9374c2e4c57989858da84b971ad262e9e57c45716052a3c080c55396488b2a8dc31a666f3f57319080.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400667031628984194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get alot of forwards at work and some1 sent this to me....It was about 45 lessons that life taught them &lt;blockquote&gt;Its OK to let your children see you cry.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive only seen my mother cry once. ONCE. and that was when my brother left for the Navy this past January (2009). i thought i would cry, i didnt. It amazes me that i have such a close relationship with my brother. i seem to forget about all of lifes problems when he is around. We have the closest relationship out of the rest of his sisters ( i believe) and its because we talk about everything. Life isnt always about fun and games, i think its important to talk to ur loved ones about the things that arent always on the surface. Talk about money, Love, Music. do more things for one another OutOFLoVE!!! I was the only one to visit my brother since he's been relocated to South Carolina. I think he appreciated that, and it hit him much more than usual because his Navy friends kept saying that they wish they had a sister like me "because none of my family has come to visit yet!!" if i was in another state with no one i knew id want my fam to visit me!...He came home last week just because he was homesick.. I kno the feeling, Im here in Baltimore with my fam and i still feel alone..w/o my brother... :( i miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(old pic from 2008)he's cut his hair since then and my hair is no longer that color lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-3965166718111783280?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/3965166718111783280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/11/getoutofyouremotions-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/3965166718111783280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/3965166718111783280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/11/getoutofyouremotions-or-not.html' title='#getoutofyouremotions OR NOT'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SvMGDSJor4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/Lr7jZQ3ynX4/s72-c/9745f16dc414d4de0e636882eda52f76c4b919c14100234a0db518d3f8ff031a9b3dd9ad9374c2e4c57989858da84b971ad262e9e57c45716052a3c080c55396488b2a8dc31a666f3f57319080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-9076422184577168212</id><published>2009-10-29T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T08:37:25.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ShoeDazzle.com Year To Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sum2oFQRo7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/eyd4FTujq7Y/s1600-h/6289_219701855460_595085460_7923832_2282928_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sum2oFQRo7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/eyd4FTujq7Y/s400/6289_219701855460_595085460_7923832_2282928_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398046428101714866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a previous post earlier this year when i first joined ShoeDazzle.com. Its a website crerated by Kim Kardashian, where subscribers are given 5 shoe selections to choose from (you only pick one) to purchase per month... So basically u pick what shoes u like for the month and they are sent to you for 39.00 a month (well for new subscribers it is 39.95). You can choose to opt out any month if u dont like the selections or if ur funds are low...You can also ask for new selections if u dont like any of the 5 choices that they sent you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to update my readers on my shoe selections that ive had since May. :)All the shoes that i purchased from shoe dazzle are my favorite shoes!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main pic is of me wearing my first pair i bought in May :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sumx9SNYi3I/AAAAAAAAAFo/gimr-lUQgCk/s1600-h/SIMONE_side_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sumx9SNYi3I/AAAAAAAAAFo/gimr-lUQgCk/s320/SIMONE_side_sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398041294798359410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Simone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE Selection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SumyN-SiWCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/bLPt_GsK0X8/s1600-h/EMBER_TAN_side_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SumyN-SiWCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/bLPt_GsK0X8/s320/EMBER_TAN_side_sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398041581509040162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ember ( I love these shoes! and they are an eye catcher!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY SElection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SumzAB6A6JI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QO3en6FEbC8/s1600-h/AURA_side_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SumzAB6A6JI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QO3en6FEbC8/s320/AURA_side_sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398042441473386642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aura &lt;--- my fav to wear to a cookout with a black tube dress...or to any happy Hr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August Selection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SumzyQu6L7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/R72XiPb8agk/s1600-h/SONYA_side_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SumzyQu6L7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/R72XiPb8agk/s320/SONYA_side_sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398043304446799794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sonya ( i dunno why i picked snake skin shoes two months in a row...because i wear Julys selections more..i like them more ::shrug:: Still a good pick tho! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Septembers Selection (my bday month!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sum0MWd-gnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/nMCpgtllOq0/s1600-h/TRIBUTE_side_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sum0MWd-gnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/nMCpgtllOq0/s320/TRIBUTE_side_sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398043752662991474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TRIBUTE. I was so happy when i saw these as an option for me, because they went perfectly with my birthday outfit.. I wasnt able to take anypics with my shoes showing but they are so classy!!! i love them  ((me on my bday)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sum1SqscpAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YbnPL5VcOJY/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sum1SqscpAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YbnPL5VcOJY/s320/DSC00651.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398044960683238402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October Selection &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sum166CWxiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/imsP_0AVX48/s1600-h/GIOVANNA_BLACK_side_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sum166CWxiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/imsP_0AVX48/s320/GIOVANNA_BLACK_side_sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398045651996427810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Giovanna- I havent worn these yet because its chilly out but they look awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for my November picks to come through...Im hoping they will have boots and ankle boots... no more open toe shoes!!! LOL . Ill let you guys know if they do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-9076422184577168212?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/9076422184577168212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/10/shoedazzlecom-year-to-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/9076422184577168212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/9076422184577168212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/10/shoedazzlecom-year-to-date.html' title='ShoeDazzle.com Year To Date'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sum2oFQRo7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/eyd4FTujq7Y/s72-c/6289_219701855460_595085460_7923832_2282928_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-1571999654858387304</id><published>2009-10-28T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:57:45.033-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUSIC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Muziq=Life=Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Suh39XyEqlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/aZq38rGpmjE/s1600-h/2009-09-16+18.26.08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Suh39XyEqlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/aZq38rGpmjE/s320/2009-09-16+18.26.08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397696049643301458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love music( for those that dont already kno)...Theres not a time that goes past where im not listening to music, dancing to music, or quoting it! I LOVES IT!!!!! :) At work i now find myself listening to the music on my phone in my earphones more than i should....i have 500+songs on my work computer but i cant listen to Gucci and stuff like that..lol ILL GET FIRED!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i plug in my earphones and jam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jus started saving music to my phone(Tmobile G1) about 2 weeks ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropping Names:50 Cent, Aaliyah(RIP), Anita Baker, Beyonce, Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera, Christina Milian, DMX, Drake, Erykah Badu, Fabolous, Ginuwine, Gucci Mane (MY FAV!!!!), Jay-Z, Jazmine Sullivan, Jennifer Lopez, Jeremiah, Kelis, Lady Gaga, Lauryn Hill, Lil Boosie, Lil Wayne, M.I.A., Michael Jackson, Monica, Mya, Nelly, Nicki Minaj, Nivea, P.Diddy, Rihanna, Solange, Tank, The Dream, T.I., TLC, Trey Songz, Trina, Tweet, Yo Gotti, Yung LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all those artists how can i be bored at work????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER!!!!! I LOVE MUSIC!!!! ITS MY LIFE!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-1571999654858387304?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/1571999654858387304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/10/muziqlifelove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/1571999654858387304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/1571999654858387304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/10/muziqlifelove.html' title='Muziq=Life=Love'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Suh39XyEqlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/aZq38rGpmjE/s72-c/2009-09-16+18.26.08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-5078995722711382869</id><published>2009-10-20T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T12:04:44.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/St4Jnn3b6bI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3S7SKjEPMqA/s1600-h/flu-shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/St4Jnn3b6bI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3S7SKjEPMqA/s320/flu-shot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394759979957479858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my recent trip to the Bahamas soon as I came back I got sick...I blame Baltimore!!!! i felt fine on the cruise and soon as i got back in my car from the airport i had a SoreThroat. I got my flu shot before I went away :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i kno the flu shot doesnt 100% guarantee that you wont get the flu but jeez this sucks... I have terrible back/body aches, sore throat, coughing,hot/cold sweats, and headaches... i feel like crap...i sleep during my break at my desk because i was so tired and didnt eat lunch........and after that vacation I kno my job wont dare let me off again unless i Leave work on a STRETCHER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to do a post before Im completely sick and cooped up in the bed :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-5078995722711382869?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/5078995722711382869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/10/flu-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/5078995722711382869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/5078995722711382869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/10/flu-season.html' title='Flu Season'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/St4Jnn3b6bI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3S7SKjEPMqA/s72-c/flu-shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-5435138739256262665</id><published>2009-09-17T10:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T11:02:02.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexxxy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little'/><title type='text'>Dating Classified: SLT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SrJ4GyxZPII/AAAAAAAAAFI/KD5SRRVMKvQ/s1600-h/2009-09-02+22.02.39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SrJ4GyxZPII/AAAAAAAAAFI/KD5SRRVMKvQ/s400/2009-09-02+22.02.39.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382496562764659842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of using the infamous SBF....Ill use SexxxyLittleThing :)&lt;br /&gt;I have this major problem with dating.I attract all the wrong people.If the problem is just me...so be it, i can HANDLE me. but anyway heres my profile so next people can just read this and decide whether or not they wanna b involved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About me: Cute&lt;---dont 4get that lol, outgoing but still a private person. Im a party animal grrrrrr but i will def stay in for my boo.I like to eat (i dont cook often) but i damn sure will buy food everynight..(get it from boston market n throw it in a pot like i made it lol)ok ok bak on topic. im not materialistic but ill spend money on other people (its kinda what i do) ive been called a blondie but im very intelligent. i dont watch music videos, reality tv, or award shows. Id rather watch something i can learn from csi, law &amp; order (am i tryna committ the perfect murder?)#randomiknow Im a Libra so im a people pleaser i like people being happy, ill do almost anything to make sum1happy.With that said im a very giving person I give my all.ALL THE TIME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what im not ISO(in search of)&lt;br /&gt;(well technically im not searchin for shit, but this is just stuff i dont like lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys that want a mommy- i like taking care of people but im not ya momma n i dont have kids so takin care of u will only go so far...(im not buyin ur club outfits every week for the club..fux no)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those suffering from cabin fever- if u like to stay in thats fine...but if its nice outside n i invite u to the beach..n u say no...ummmmm #iaintgonnabeabletodoit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playboys- i think its nice if ur attractive...must u fuck the whole world in order to prove it? if i give my all, i expect the same from u.. i share my bed with no one n neither should u...if thats what u want..bunnies all in ur bed....ummm ill pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blind people- dont act as if u dont notice me when we're out...ur quick hellos in the club....ok then i dont see u either when i give out my number...be sociable theres nothing wrong with that..dont try to dick me down, but dont act like my damn brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit back to work...maybe ill continue this sum other time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-5435138739256262665?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/5435138739256262665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/09/dating-classified-slt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/5435138739256262665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/5435138739256262665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/09/dating-classified-slt.html' title='Dating Classified: SLT'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SrJ4GyxZPII/AAAAAAAAAFI/KD5SRRVMKvQ/s72-c/2009-09-02+22.02.39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-865303465790515051</id><published>2009-09-16T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T13:17:52.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SrFH5Y_RHBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/giyze0D-bxg/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SrFH5Y_RHBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/giyze0D-bxg/s400/cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382162080970382354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to have their cake and eat it to&lt;br /&gt;Nuthings wrong with that, do u&lt;br /&gt;But my cake doesn’t have 10 candles sticking in it&lt;br /&gt;There was just 1... for u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ur sticking ur candle in every cake&lt;br /&gt;Y becus I was sleepy? Not awake&lt;br /&gt;Oh becus ur a guy&lt;br /&gt;Its easier to give rather than take?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im like a kid &lt;br /&gt;I don’t want anybody blowin out my candles&lt;br /&gt;That’s my cake, my wish&lt;br /&gt;Oooh I wished for that feeling I cant handle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I joined a party &lt;br /&gt;Where everyones invited&lt;br /&gt;One pic u take, gets sent to 4-5chicks&lt;br /&gt;Goddamn we got the FB excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats special about my cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ASK YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. &lt;br /&gt;Ur just another girl, that I fuck, if u don’t like it …do u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But doing me…was doing ONLY u…and that’s wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“EveryGirl”&lt;/blockquote&gt;whomp whomp thoughts like this &lt;em&gt;ruin&lt;/em&gt; my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought we had something special&lt;br /&gt;At least something&lt;br /&gt;At least a thing?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well damn….happy fucking birthday to &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-865303465790515051?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/865303465790515051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-cake.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/865303465790515051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/865303465790515051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-cake.html' title='Birthday Cake'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SrFH5Y_RHBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/giyze0D-bxg/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-5524789816711131020</id><published>2009-09-11T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T07:38:23.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loyalty'/><title type='text'>No Loyalties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SqpgvDlqEmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/q6ZWGQyRG5g/s1600-h/customer_loyalty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SqpgvDlqEmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/q6ZWGQyRG5g/s400/customer_loyalty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380219066380849762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Society where u are free to date who u please....where does loyalty come into play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that cute guy over there off limits because he has a girlfriend? or because u know his girlfriend? or because his girlfriend is ur ex-bff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do u draw the line? should u draw the line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no lines...u erase that as soon as u decide to give that person ur number..all other morals n loyalties r already out the door...and THATS FINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U r free to do as u please without other people judging u...ur the only one that has to deal with ur decision n if it makes u happy...then FUCK EVERYBODY ELSES FEELINGS!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ur ex was to date a new person u wouldnt care (well u shouldnt) so why does it matter who it is...why does it matter that u know that person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts but still they are allowed to move on n so r you!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come People....Grow up and move on....If u complain, then u still care....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-5524789816711131020?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/5524789816711131020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-loyalties.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/5524789816711131020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/5524789816711131020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-loyalties.html' title='No Loyalties'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SqpgvDlqEmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/q6ZWGQyRG5g/s72-c/customer_loyalty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-6237810755744929201</id><published>2009-07-27T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T05:24:20.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger in my house</title><content type='html'>Who are you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These clothes u wear, where did u get them, they look so unfamiliar&lt;br /&gt;Those shoes you wear, the way you walk, cupid cant seem to get near you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u come in, parents don’t look at u the same&lt;br /&gt;They see the mission written in ur eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strip her down, dip her down ,dick her down, leave her…..&lt;b&gt;{{down}}….&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk the cow, don’t buy the cow&lt;br /&gt;Scheming salesmen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wouldn’t treat me like u did/do/will&lt;br /&gt;He would adore me, he wouldn’t ignore me like you did/do/will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ur hug doesn’t feel the same, nor is your kiss &lt;br /&gt;Im finally realizing I was a pawn in ur game….&lt;s&gt;THIS I WILL NOT MISS…&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;“…. could it be&lt;br /&gt;That the stranger is me&lt;br /&gt;Have I changed so drastically?&lt;br /&gt;Is it I want more for me?&lt;br /&gt;And you remain the same”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS ANYTHING IM DOING BRAND NEW&lt;br /&gt;OR IS IT YOU?&lt;br /&gt;SHIRTS ALWAYS HAVE POWER OVER THE BLOUSE&lt;br /&gt;SAY GOODBYE TO THE BADGUY MR “STRANGER IN MY HOUSE”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/22/09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-6237810755744929201?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/6237810755744929201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/07/stranger-in-my-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/6237810755744929201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/6237810755744929201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/07/stranger-in-my-house.html' title='Stranger in my house'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-2879030302921021401</id><published>2009-07-27T05:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T05:22:33.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 in the morning</title><content type='html'>Staying up til 4 in the morning to give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;Staying quiet so that youll never leave&lt;br /&gt;Giving you a part of me&lt;br /&gt;Only leaves the next one with Pieces of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now its 8 in the morning and nothing has changed&lt;br /&gt;Ur smile , ur swagger, ur ways&lt;br /&gt;6 hrs ago we seemed so close&lt;br /&gt;But if sex isnt invovled you seem so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 6 in the evening and i havent heard from you all day&lt;br /&gt;How was work, what was for lunch&lt;br /&gt;These are the things i cannot say&lt;br /&gt;For u dont ask, and we never commicate through out the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 10 at night and sleep should overcome&lt;br /&gt;yet its at your place where i should come&lt;br /&gt;NOt out to dinner or a movie, or to comfort me from my hard day&lt;br /&gt;with u is where im supposed to stay...so i say yes instead of nay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2 in the morning &lt;br /&gt;and we just got finish..i wish the would last til the dawning&lt;br /&gt;u sleep in ur side i sleep on mine, its like we arent here together&lt;br /&gt;Just 2 bodies in one bed..inches away but damn those inches strech miles further&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im up at 4 in the morning watching you sleep&lt;br /&gt;You cant feel me, like u used to....what do u dream&lt;br /&gt;Of another to feel the space?&lt;br /&gt;Where we lay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24hrs in a day history repeats itself all too often..Finally ill say "Enough!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/30/09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-2879030302921021401?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/2879030302921021401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-in-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/2879030302921021401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/2879030302921021401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-in-morning.html' title='4 in the morning'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-5323317248564851086</id><published>2009-07-21T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T10:56:33.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::DrAiNeD::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SmX9gn8EabI/AAAAAAAAAEw/fxIuRECc9CA/s1600-h/530323869_0301739031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SmX9gn8EabI/AAAAAAAAAEw/fxIuRECc9CA/s400/530323869_0301739031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360969668373014962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in a state of constant motion&lt;br /&gt;I find myself at the same place again&lt;br /&gt;So familiar to me, but yet I am lost&lt;br /&gt;Destination right ahead but nothing but nail up front&lt;br /&gt;Should i step on the nails to get there&lt;br /&gt;"it prickles, it hurts," should i keep going? do i dare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i walked, a million miles to my destination&lt;br /&gt;so excited once i saw what i had been inticipating&lt;br /&gt;a vision so beautiful it made me smile within&lt;br /&gt;something so pure it didnt come from this world of sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started running, couldnt feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;what pain, this doesnt hurt at all&lt;br /&gt;always sunny days no rain&lt;br /&gt;and i knew ud catch me if id fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood there amazed that I came this far&lt;br /&gt;not feeling any pain, oblivious to the scars&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you to embrace me&lt;br /&gt;but you didnt,you pushed me away, about faced me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do now? I came this far&lt;br /&gt;how i do back to where i once started, with all these scars&lt;br /&gt;Im pained&lt;br /&gt;Im drained&lt;br /&gt;::insane::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as it took me to get there&lt;br /&gt;Im back at start in milli seconds&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the sign "Destination ahead"&lt;br /&gt;rain pouring with the sun beconing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man appears, holding this huge umbrella&lt;br /&gt;i thought of running, but was too tired&lt;br /&gt;i stayed, dryed myself off ( it took forever)&lt;br /&gt;eyes wide shut he pryed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them open and took my hand&lt;br /&gt;to scared to move, for i didnt kno my way, i asked this man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you hold my hand and be my guide?"&lt;br /&gt;Thru this Dark Knight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-5323317248564851086?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/5323317248564851086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/07/drained.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/5323317248564851086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/5323317248564851086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/07/drained.html' title='::DrAiNeD::'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SmX9gn8EabI/AAAAAAAAAEw/fxIuRECc9CA/s72-c/530323869_0301739031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-7668181123035169945</id><published>2009-07-08T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:56:22.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when love is the problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;To her loves the jail, so she stays on the run&lt;br /&gt;You give her money, she want love&lt;br /&gt;You give her love, shes back at money&lt;br /&gt;She'll run from man to man&lt;br /&gt;Making plans to plan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From bad experiences we try not to judge&lt;br /&gt;but u cant shake the feeling it wont budge&lt;br /&gt;that he's the same, and ur to blame&lt;br /&gt;but that wasnt me, he, thats not even my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can u solve then&lt;br /&gt;when love is the problem&lt;br /&gt;he can make u happy&lt;br /&gt;but u wont let him in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can a turtle  live outside its shell&lt;br /&gt;u feel naked, onstage, til the crowd yells&lt;br /&gt;get down, this isnt like you jay&lt;br /&gt;fine i will, i guess im not used to being happy or feeling this way&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt suit me, doesnt fit at all&lt;br /&gt;this shirt is too big and my shoes are too tall&lt;br /&gt;i feel awkward and pass up the chance&lt;br /&gt;to dance..&lt;br /&gt;unless im dancing with &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so much easier to run away, scared that itll fail&lt;br /&gt;right back into the arms of mr yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill try this new thing&lt;br /&gt;a make over from the inside out&lt;br /&gt;you'll see that new glow about me&lt;br /&gt;you'll see my smile &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;=)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; instead of a pout&lt;br /&gt;I want you here&lt;br /&gt;is like music to my ears♪♫♪♪♫♪♪♫♪♪♫♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****Please give me a reason to Love, Again******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SlTGxGnUK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/hm9w6Ql2xSY/s1600-h/4937_581405372261_45007145_33094891_6200255_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SlTGxGnUK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/hm9w6Ql2xSY/s400/4937_581405372261_45007145_33094891_6200255_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356124403741764450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; {{ how quickly things change...wrote this 7/7/09...it all fell down the drain 7/8/09 oh well smh}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-7668181123035169945?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/7668181123035169945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-love-is-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/7668181123035169945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/7668181123035169945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-love-is-problem.html' title='when love is the problem'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SlTGxGnUK2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/hm9w6Ql2xSY/s72-c/4937_581405372261_45007145_33094891_6200255_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-519852121723306673</id><published>2009-06-26T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T07:11:31.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson- Long Live the King!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SkTV0PdgMJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/epJOAxtC85M/s1600-h/michael-jackson-thriller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 295px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SkTV0PdgMJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/epJOAxtC85M/s400/michael-jackson-thriller.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351637350703181970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ALL KNOW AND LOVE MICHAEL JACKSON (RIP 1958-2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE WAS A MAJOR INFLUENCE TO ALL GENERATIONS. I REMEMBER BEING IN THE MARCHING BAND IN MIDDLE SCHOOL (AROUND 2000) AND WE HAD A WHOLE MICHAEL JACKSON THRILLER ROUTINE! OF COURSE THIS WAS YEARS AFTER THE SONG CAME OUT BUT THE ROUTINE WAS A HIT.. EVERY PARADE WE DID WE ALWAYS HAD TO DO THE THRILLER ROUTINE...IT TOOK HELLA LONG TO LEARN BUT IT WAS WORTH IT!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED HIM...MY LOVE LIVED ON WHEN HE CAME OUT WITH THE INVINCIBLE ALBUM! I LOVED BUTTERFLYS. THAT WAS MY FAVORITE SONG.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIS LEGEND WILL LIVE ON FOREVER.. I CAN ONLY IMAGINE HOW THOSE THAT HAD TICKETS TO HIS UPCOMING TOUR MUST FEEL.. SOME OF THEM WOULDVE HAD THE CHANCE TO SEE HIM IN PERSON!!!!!!!!!! AND I KNO THOSE TIX MUST HAVE BEEN SOLD OUT!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SkTU_wB_OGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tqj7BSPCPA8/s1600-h/michael_jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SkTU_wB_OGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tqj7BSPCPA8/s400/michael_jackson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351636448913078370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE HAS INFLUENCED ARTISTS IN EVERY GENRE, INFLUENCED FASHION IN EVERY CONTINENT, AND HAS TOUCHED THE HEARTS OF EVERY GENERATION...HE WILL TRUELY BE MISSED...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETS KEEP HIS LEGACY ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THROW ON YOUR FAVORITE MICHAEL JACKSON SONG, PULL UP THOSE PANTS TO SHOW YOUR WHITE SOCKS, AND JUST DANCE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP MICHAEL JACKSON I LOVE YOU...YOU WERE TRUELY "BAD"!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SkTWfflM8oI/AAAAAAAAAEY/VMepIG1huqY/s1600-h/Michael_jackson_bad_cd_cover_1987_cdda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 340px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SkTWfflM8oI/AAAAAAAAAEY/VMepIG1huqY/s400/Michael_jackson_bad_cd_cover_1987_cdda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351638093764817538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-519852121723306673?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/519852121723306673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-long-live-king.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/519852121723306673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/519852121723306673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-long-live-king.html' title='Michael Jackson- Long Live the King!!!!!'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SkTV0PdgMJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/epJOAxtC85M/s72-c/michael-jackson-thriller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-1628340104678004844</id><published>2009-06-22T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:43:48.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CREDIT CARDS ARE THE DEVIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sj_CveWwBzI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vydNWHcBqqU/s1600-h/2009-06-17+16.24.22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sj_CveWwBzI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vydNWHcBqqU/s400/2009-06-17+16.24.22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350209003197564722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES THIS REALLY NEED A EXPLANATION...IF YOU HAVE ONE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit u must feel my pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought i was responsible til i heard "interest free for 12months" i bought alot and i mean alot of senseless things that if i didnt have the $$ for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you that do not own a DEVIL CARD...good for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAY AWAY FROM THE PLASTICS!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-1628340104678004844?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/1628340104678004844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/06/credit-cards-are-devil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/1628340104678004844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/1628340104678004844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/06/credit-cards-are-devil.html' title='CREDIT CARDS ARE THE DEVIL'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sj_CveWwBzI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vydNWHcBqqU/s72-c/2009-06-17+16.24.22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-1242198545873156458</id><published>2009-06-15T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T07:26:01.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Nike "Just Do it"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SjZZuP8PBjI/AAAAAAAAADo/hsDUkbFYOpQ/s1600-h/12411451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SjZZuP8PBjI/AAAAAAAAADo/hsDUkbFYOpQ/s400/12411451.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347560258637071922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it really that simple to just let go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I "Just Do it"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I wanted to, could i? or would it be up to you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it that easy for you to just do it? I mean it happened once, it can happen again.. But when we rekindled it was like we couldnt bear to b apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to have the seperation happen again...will this be forever?? or in a few months will destiny bring us together once again???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate wondering, I hate regret, Id hate to have to do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed that God would do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that he has, Im not sure im satisfied with the results....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-1242198545873156458?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/1242198545873156458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/06/like-nike-just-do-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/1242198545873156458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/1242198545873156458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/06/like-nike-just-do-it.html' title='Like Nike &quot;Just Do it&quot;'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SjZZuP8PBjI/AAAAAAAAADo/hsDUkbFYOpQ/s72-c/12411451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-5966310780422009671</id><published>2009-06-03T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:06:48.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So This is What you want?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SiaPN_nokxI/AAAAAAAAADg/_AVJAdzOFaM/s1600-h/4539_88792858737_515983737_1828208_212967_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SiaPN_nokxI/AAAAAAAAADg/_AVJAdzOFaM/s400/4539_88792858737_515983737_1828208_212967_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343115478500414226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SiaPICmAviI/AAAAAAAAADY/LtQAjm8rhdM/s1600-h/3129_75509477379_71453367379_1595199_1125893_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SiaPICmAviI/AAAAAAAAADY/LtQAjm8rhdM/s400/3129_75509477379_71453367379_1595199_1125893_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343115376219700770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most guys say they want a drama free relationship blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what you really want is a BItch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOu want sum one aggressive&lt;br /&gt;NOt afraid to tell you off&lt;br /&gt;OPinionated&lt;br /&gt;NOt to mention cute..so she has a reason to say fuck u i can find somebody better!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((INSIDER)) you said u liked Danger cus she was real..she knows what she wants...not afraid to let anybody kno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHId i kno what i want&lt;br /&gt;YOu know wat i want&lt;br /&gt;Ive told ur ass off plenty of times&lt;br /&gt;Yes i can find sumbody better&lt;br /&gt;BUT I WANT YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAmn the niceness wont work...the bitchyness doesnt work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS ITS JUST ME...nahhhh im not hearin that shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i really turn back into the person you love to hate...maybe shit will get right...RIght???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((this isnt in offense to danger! she's cute as hell...she shouldve had ray j..sumtimes people need a girl like her to show that the world isnt handed out on a platter...u gotta want it, work for it...then maybe just maybe ull get it))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**She make me beg for it, til she give it up, and i say the same thing every single time!!!**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-5966310780422009671?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/5966310780422009671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-this-is-what-you-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/5966310780422009671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/5966310780422009671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-this-is-what-you-want.html' title='So This is What you want?'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SiaPN_nokxI/AAAAAAAAADg/_AVJAdzOFaM/s72-c/4539_88792858737_515983737_1828208_212967_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-7706405010340056819</id><published>2009-05-19T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T06:16:46.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dazzling with Dash!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShKxGSwawyI/AAAAAAAAADI/6QQXHZe7et8/s1600-h/shoe-dazzle-kim-kardashian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShKxGSwawyI/AAAAAAAAADI/6QQXHZe7et8/s400/shoe-dazzle-kim-kardashian.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337523230059709218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kin Kardashian has ventured into the world of affordable fashion! and I want you to be in on it too! www.shoedazzle.com is her website that offers regular people/fans a chance to own very stylish shoes at the low affordable price of just $39.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sign up for the site (free of course) and take a fashion survey.. based on the survey Kim and a team of stylist will pick five pair of shoes that they think u will like. You pick that pair of shoes and they will be sent to you.. for 39.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every month her stylist will pick 5 pair of shoes for u, and u choose the one you like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent 80.00 on a pair of shoes last week! I couldve saved some money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just made my first selection of wat they stylists chose for me so they should b shipping out today &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShKwxe6fneI/AAAAAAAAADA/NUSFE7aT394/s1600-h/SIMONE_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShKwxe6fneI/AAAAAAAAADA/NUSFE7aT394/s400/SIMONE_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337522872545943010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; u like???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im excited to see my selections for next month!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told u i love shoes, this is just my way to quickly increase my collection!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-7706405010340056819?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/7706405010340056819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/05/dazzling-with-dash.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/7706405010340056819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/7706405010340056819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/05/dazzling-with-dash.html' title='Dazzling with Dash!'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShKxGSwawyI/AAAAAAAAADI/6QQXHZe7et8/s72-c/shoe-dazzle-kim-kardashian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-9152770402831522313</id><published>2009-05-18T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:54:52.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If i could start my life from scratch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShHK_73nWGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7G9s7ZebfQs/s1600-h/Picture+5520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShHK_73nWGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7G9s7ZebfQs/s400/Picture+5520.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337270233162274914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have The Game's  first cd The Documentary.. check out the song " Start from Scratch" its addictive..it makes u think of all the things u wish u could change if God or "science" made it possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt change my whole life...just one night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/1/08. If i never wouldve met him..none of this wouldve happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean God already showed me once wat would happen if i continued living my life the way i was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until 5/1/08 i met him and changed my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now my life will never be the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think id b engaged right now if i wouldntve met him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can I start over from 5/1/08??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pic uploaded is actually from that day/night) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-9152770402831522313?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/9152770402831522313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-i-could-start-my-life-from-scratch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/9152770402831522313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/9152770402831522313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-i-could-start-my-life-from-scratch.html' title='If i could start my life from scratch'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShHK_73nWGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7G9s7ZebfQs/s72-c/Picture+5520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-7989580454109813795</id><published>2009-05-18T11:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:34:47.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im not scared of heights! Have u seen my heels??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShGpykBpqOI/AAAAAAAAACw/YhK5ozepXtI/s1600-h/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShGpykBpqOI/AAAAAAAAACw/YhK5ozepXtI/s400/shoes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337233719539902690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShGpsqLy8QI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZmWIb1nJIgQ/s1600-h/shoes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShGpsqLy8QI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZmWIb1nJIgQ/s400/shoes2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337233618113851650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShGous_lveI/AAAAAAAAACg/WUXFihc9eXs/s1600-h/shoes1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShGous_lveI/AAAAAAAAACg/WUXFihc9eXs/s400/shoes1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337232553716071906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody that knows me, knows that i love heels....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own 2 pair of tennis shoes like really. a pair of 992's and a pair of Jordan Sevens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love heels ...ive been told a few times that im phony cus i always wear heels and people never kno how tall i really am! Well im 5'7" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after i put my heels on im prolly 5'11" or 6ft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant help it! i use to be self conscious bout my height but nowi embrace it! i love bein tall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i try to buy more and more heels...maybe ill try to invest in some flats (eventually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW i got those heels from bakers for my bday last year...they are my stripper shoes &lt;br /&gt;5 1/4 heel height...silver platform and heel :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-7989580454109813795?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/7989580454109813795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-not-scared-of-heights-have-u-seen-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/7989580454109813795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/7989580454109813795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-not-scared-of-heights-have-u-seen-my.html' title='im not scared of heights! Have u seen my heels??'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShGpykBpqOI/AAAAAAAAACw/YhK5ozepXtI/s72-c/shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-7008660954023100406</id><published>2009-05-14T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T06:23:22.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='variety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>Are Men Really That Insatiable???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShKytTrv41I/AAAAAAAAADQ/rbqLDOHOaOE/s1600-h/victorias_secret1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShKytTrv41I/AAAAAAAAADQ/rbqLDOHOaOE/s400/victorias_secret1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337524999835083602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Definition-Not satiable; incapable of being satisfied or appeased; very greedy; as, an insatiable appetite, thirst, or desire.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I must say that im biased on this because im dealing with someone that seems to never be satisfied.. But ARE ALL MEN INSATIABLE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS ONE WOMAN EVER ENOUGH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS ONE LOVER EVER ENOUGH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS THERE A SUCH THING AS TOO MUCH VARIETY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONCE YOU FULFILL ALL OF YOUR FANTASIES WILL U STILL BE ON THE SEARCH FOR SOMETHING NEW AND MORE EXCITING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL THERE EVER BE ENOUGH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL I EVER BE ENOUGH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years and runnin and still its not enough! my tank is about to be on E again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me that there is hope out there! There are men that arent greedy... You can have ur cake but not fulfill that desire to eat it too!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have that hope...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(blog edited to change main pic)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-7008660954023100406?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/7008660954023100406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/05/are-men-really-that-insatiable.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/7008660954023100406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/7008660954023100406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/05/are-men-really-that-insatiable.html' title='Are Men Really That Insatiable???'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/ShKytTrv41I/AAAAAAAAADQ/rbqLDOHOaOE/s72-c/victorias_secret1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-5331284118212629109</id><published>2009-05-07T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T06:44:06.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ocean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cutie'/><title type='text'>Sexxxy in the City</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Men who are too good looking are never good in bed because they never had to be&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got that quote from Sex in the City...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is sooooooo fuckin true! (Even tho ive only experienced this situation once, Im sure that it holds true in other circumstances) I had a cutie, reallllll cute....but his sex game was wack.. &lt;br /&gt;Well it wasnt that, but his shit was just small..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iont care how much motion u got in the ocean...but if i cant feel ur boat..then ugh u need to get up out the ocean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N my sis def thinks i should fuck wit him cus he is cute...I mean im serious! u cant deny that he look good as shit! and i kno plenty of bitches will still fuck with him even if the sex aint good  but i just cant do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks arent enough!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i gotta keep fakin it every night then u can guarantee that we are in a fake relationship!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres always a catch when they look that damn good!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-5331284118212629109?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/5331284118212629109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/05/sexxxy-in-city.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/5331284118212629109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/5331284118212629109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/05/sexxxy-in-city.html' title='Sexxxy in the City'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-1641146218216357718</id><published>2009-05-06T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T07:10:55.904-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bartender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><title type='text'>I think I like the Bartender {{ME}}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SgGaScLqxSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5gUvTqiT1iM/s1600-h/flair-bartender-girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SgGaScLqxSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5gUvTqiT1iM/s400/flair-bartender-girl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332713075376833826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....&lt;br /&gt;I recently got my car back from bein in an accident and the guy that fixed my car owns a bar..coolz&lt;br /&gt;and they need a bartender!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i dont kno shit bout bartendin but i drink alot! so i hope that helps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him i dont kno how to but they said theyll train me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my first day (Tuesdays are a real slow day) but it was cool cus u gotta run the front part of the bar too which is the liquor store...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe i was there and didnt drink! I think just having this job will b my anti drug( ive never figured out is alcohol a drug) but anyways it was fun...i actually got sum tips...i think it was cause i kept smilin at everybody and the old men where tryna look at my tattoos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to come back friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to knock anybody there but hey im cute! u wont want me workin on ur shift cus i will take all the tips :)&lt;br /&gt;Imma flirt and i will def wear the littlest shit i can find in my closet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im lookin forward to this new adventure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh did i tell u they have a pole on the dancefloor?? HOW U DOIN!!!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-1641146218216357718?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/1641146218216357718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-i-like-bartender-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/1641146218216357718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/1641146218216357718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-i-like-bartender-me.html' title='I think I like the Bartender {{ME}}'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SgGaScLqxSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5gUvTqiT1iM/s72-c/flair-bartender-girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-9105556010372612553</id><published>2009-05-05T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T07:16:54.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homie'/><title type='text'>Is it cool to smash the homies?? {{Danger}}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SgBVYiojExI/AAAAAAAAABA/xrqQK-DBhKo/s1600-h/danger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SgBVYiojExI/AAAAAAAAABA/xrqQK-DBhKo/s320/danger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332355838908764946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok we've all seen For the Love of RayJ, right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everybody was hella mad @ Danger for smashing RayJ's homies...but that was before she met RayJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong that i wanna smash the Homie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean a old partner has a cute ass friend, and if he let me i would for sure smash...It sounds wrong when i say it outloud but guys do that all the time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;He's cute, im sure he's attracted to me...but would that b wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit why must i have a conscience???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well....maybe next time i wont BITE my tongue (insider...smh i really really liked that)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-9105556010372612553?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/9105556010372612553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-it-cool-to-smash-homies-danger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/9105556010372612553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/9105556010372612553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-it-cool-to-smash-homies-danger.html' title='Is it cool to smash the homies?? {{Danger}}'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/SgBVYiojExI/AAAAAAAAABA/xrqQK-DBhKo/s72-c/danger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-6942186874053655153</id><published>2009-04-29T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:43:21.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ummm'/><title type='text'>aint this sum shit?? we supposed to b friends...smh</title><content type='html'>aite so i edited it to take out names out ..but just read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: what's up pretty lady, how was ur day?&lt;br /&gt;me:hey wassup jus watchin tv..wat bout u mr?&lt;br /&gt;him:sittin in the crib watchin my niggas play madden.. How was ur day?&lt;br /&gt;me: workin @ mcdonalds was stressful! lol sike work was cool nuthin special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him:lmao ahaha my bad about that...&lt;br /&gt;So how was ur date the other day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:it was cool, i went to a comedy club, it was too funny, literally laughed my ass off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: oh.. u can't keep making me jealous talkin about ur dates.. The whole time I was hoping u would say it was terrible lol&lt;br /&gt;Sent via Facebook Mobile Jay MsPacman Gaines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:wtf u makin urself jealous! u brung up the topic! stop bein silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him:HOOOOLLDDD UP SON... this {{name}}.. u don't talk to me like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:lol im bein real mr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him:well in that case, I guess ur right.. Umm sooo.. what u doin tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:chillin in the house dats it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him:I sent u my number twice.. how come u never used it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:cus i look at u like friend now, n sir uve never sent me ur #&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: well u need to stop lookin at me like a friend cuz I don't look at u like a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ok ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: soo are u sayin ur gonna stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:lol no, it was ok...if u wanna ignore that i look @ u as a friend then so b it...but i dont want u to b all weird about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: Damn.. u petty.. whole time lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's ur number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: u gon call me petty for that? its watever but in my "friend" mode we dont need to exchange #s.. we got fb n aim if we need to get in contact with each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him:Gotcha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him:remember that that was ur decision lol.. That's one decision you won't be too proud of real soon ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:i never knew u were so conceited but ok hunn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him:CONCEITED???.. What are you talkin about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I said that I didn't mean in that kind of way. U took that the wrong way Miss lady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not conceited at all.. I'm a very humble dude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him:Jay I don't appreciate that.. Like really.. Whether u look at me as just a friend or not. I take it like u dealing with me like I'm some random guy on fb or someone that u haven't known for a couple years.. I mean this convo went the wrong way for sure. I mean I deal with u in a different way then I deal with a lot of these other people that be on fb and the parties.. I don't kno if u understand what I'm sayin or not but yea lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:yea i guess it went the wrong way, but we cool, no bad blood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him:I still love u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-6942186874053655153?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/6942186874053655153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/aint-this-sum-shit-we-supposed-to-b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/6942186874053655153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/6942186874053655153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/aint-this-sum-shit-we-supposed-to-b.html' title='aint this sum shit?? we supposed to b friends...smh'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-5055405281118883994</id><published>2009-04-29T12:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:05:24.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wayne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk'/><title type='text'>cracking my fingers! time to blog 4/28/09</title><content type='html'>Finally im getting a chance to update my blog....wat have i been up to lately ur wondering???? alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crashed my car! drinkin n drivin gosh wtf was i thinkin?????&lt;br /&gt; i hate when guys get me upset..especially when im partying...cus i just grab the liquor and take it to the head...&lt;br /&gt;So i was totally in fake love with Wayne..and i was sooo excited cus he gave me a key...but then talkin bout he aint gonna b in til 12am..well umm sir wat am i supposed to do til u get home? sit and watch tv?? cook?? um no that will b cold by the time u get there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/jay2busy/pic/0000aa45/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/jay2busy/pic/0000aa45/s320x240" width="117" height="240" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; {{my phatty...taken before i went out that nite....}}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind u he was just playin video games at his cus house (lame right) so i figure id go to the club (where i met him at) and party til 12...well i started drinkin my nice fine wine before i left the house...picked up NIKKI (I LOVE HER) and went out...so im havin fun...n guess who walks in the door! Wayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm wtf ur supposed to b home!! granted it wasnt 12 yet...but i told him not to go out! iono if i was just bein petty but if we both goin out dont give me the key...for all he knew i was home slaving away @ the stove or setting up some romantic shit...dont b shaking ur ass @ the club then wanna come home to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea i was mad..still said my hello...gave him the dance of his life :) but i couldnt stop drinkin i had beer, wine, vodka, patron all that...&lt;br /&gt;the whole time he was there he sat in a chair n watched me dance....umm we couldve did this at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i cant get mad cus i met him in the club...but nobody wants to see their half significant lover rubbin up on sumbody elses goods...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i drunkenly drove my homegirl home and proceeded to jump on 95...i was so drunk that i didnt remember how to get there..plus not having my glasses on didnt help..i pulled over in front of the median by one of the exits and put the info into my gps...i went to pull off and drove right into the median..i was scared as fuck! i knew i messed up my car but i was too scared to look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Antonio cus he was the only person that deals with my drunken ness and i was sure he could calm me down...he offered to come and get me..even tho he had to b to work in a hr..but i kept refusin...stupid me! i just kept saying wayne needs to get in the house cus i had to only key...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldve stayed home! i shouldntve been drivin! stupid me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i drunkenly made it to waynes house..talkin to Tone the whole way there...made it there and couldnt get the effin key in the door...Wayne pulled up and put the key in the door and sumhow it worked!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/jay2busy/pic/0000b3c3/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/jay2busy/pic/0000b3c3/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had fun that night..but yea i totaled my car...no more drinkin n drivin for me! ive really been stickin to it! i have a designated everywhere i go and if i think im remotely tipsy ill let one of my homegirls drop me off..thats all i been up to since March...well thats just one of the incidences that have happened in March..ill update ya on the rest....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really felt outta this world livin in Waynes World&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-5055405281118883994?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/5055405281118883994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/cracking-my-fingers-time-to-blog-42809.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/5055405281118883994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/5055405281118883994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/cracking-my-fingers-time-to-blog-42809.html' title='cracking my fingers! time to blog 4/28/09'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-1302725462035506084</id><published>2009-04-29T12:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:03:42.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world aids day'/><title type='text'>Hypothetically of course 3/17/09</title><content type='html'>caught up in emotion I had everything to lose &lt;br /&gt;how could I focus, there was so much money, sex, and booze &lt;br /&gt;having unprotected sex for 3 months with a man that wasn't mine &lt;br /&gt;I wanted for nothing not even a dime &lt;br /&gt;something wasn't right I could feel it in my bones &lt;br /&gt;when I left the house he was never alone &lt;br /&gt;... with the bed he shared wit others &lt;br /&gt;his plan was to make me end up like his mother&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;id take a baby over the othet test that came out positive &lt;br /&gt;no where to go when im stuck, time is standing still...&lt;br /&gt;my first teenage love affair ruined my Life....&lt;br /&gt;how could he, how could she, how could I &lt;br /&gt;..... &lt;br /&gt;*in my worst moments of distress, i kno im too fly to b depressed, Im •BleSSed•*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{gOOd GirL goNe BAD }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/jay2busy/pic/0000992f/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/jay2busy/pic/0000992f/s320x240" width="119" height="240" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-1302725462035506084?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/1302725462035506084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/hypothetically-of-course-31709.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/1302725462035506084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/1302725462035506084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/hypothetically-of-course-31709.html' title='Hypothetically of course 3/17/09'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-8986800658506265308</id><published>2009-04-29T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:03:02.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='umbrella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foolish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pavement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chasing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truce'/><title type='text'>But Love, After Truce Had been established, Tricked Me 02/20/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; “My foolish heart” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; keeps leading me down the wrong path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Chasing pavement” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;….feeling Gods wrath&lt;br /&gt;Lifetime of dead ends, wrong ways, and do not enter&lt;br /&gt;I walk lightly but I always get stuck with a splinter&lt;br /&gt;Next time &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;“blindfold me”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna see wats in front of me&lt;br /&gt;If I cant depend on u, who can I trust&lt;br /&gt;Mind and body only lead me to lust&lt;br /&gt;But heart ur supposed to lead me to love&lt;br /&gt;U havent.. Am I supposed to travel this road alone?&lt;br /&gt;Wearing my heart on my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;Yea I been &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Rockin That thing”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s not the fashion I partake in&lt;br /&gt;MY Heart is for keeps for me n my next of kin&lt;br /&gt;From now on ill keep u under key n lock&lt;br /&gt;N just replace u with a &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;“icebox”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ways r getting old&lt;br /&gt;Id rather b referred to as &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;“your girl so cold”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn she frozen&lt;br /&gt;Yup more than &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;“polar bears toes”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compassion, love, devotion&lt;--- heart don’t lie!&lt;br /&gt;Im missing all these things&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; “aint I”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of looking in my eyes n seein my inner beauty&lt;br /&gt;I get you so sexy can I &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;“feel on ur booty”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got no love, I gets no love&lt;br /&gt;Is this my punishment on top of punishment from the Man above?&lt;br /&gt;You’re supposed to keep me sheltered and outta the rain&lt;br /&gt;I feel like theres a hole in my &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;“umbrella” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;and im being showered with pain&lt;br /&gt;When will it end?&lt;br /&gt;You closed the chapter before u let it begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;“The pursuit of Happiness”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filled with adventure, prosperity, and bliss&lt;br /&gt;That’s my last and final chapter&lt;br /&gt;Workin on that…tryna live&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; “happily ever After”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Am I the only one who thinks it's an impossible task?&lt;br /&gt;Why it don't last? Is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we love Love,&lt;br /&gt;When Love seems to hate us?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/jay2busy/pic/00008g3z/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/jay2busy/pic/00008g3z" width="240" height="126" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-8986800658506265308?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/8986800658506265308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/but-love-after-truce-had-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/8986800658506265308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/8986800658506265308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/but-love-after-truce-had-been.html' title='But Love, After Truce Had been established, Tricked Me 02/20/09'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-3043606893353281259</id><published>2009-04-29T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:02:19.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glasses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porn'/><title type='text'>all about me pt 3 last one! 02/05/09</title><content type='html'>Aite hoepfully this is the last one ill write!!! *crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I wear glasses now..i think i look like a geek but i digress, i want contacts sooo bad..people keep telling me i look different ...is that a compliment or wat?? wat does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my sister is a liar. she said she started up her car with no key! ur lying! i dont believe u! n if its tru...please dont leave the doors unlocked cus obviously people can just ride of in the sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.i hate wen people say in advance that they dont feel like doin sumthin...my fake sis is comin up from VA dis weekend...n my sis says she doesnt feel like comin...wtf...ur comin on saturday..how do u kno on thursday that u dont feel like comin...wat kind of bs is that....USE ANOTHER EXCUSE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUS NOTICED THAT THIS REALLY ISNT ABOUT ME...AITE IMMA START OVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i hate wen movies dont end the way theyre supposed to...The guy gets the girl at the end of the movie, the hero lives...all that bs....its pointless to watch a movie wen the hero dies or the lovers dont get married n fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. lol its funny how most movies can turn into a porn title. " When Hairy Met Sally" "Grinding Nemo" " Eyes Wide Slut" "A Midsummers Nights Cream" "Riding Miss Daisy" "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lol BTW i dont watch porn. ive watched one in my entire life wen i was young and i still couldnt understand how people had sex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. u can find anything on google! i mean seriously...forget asking a real person, jus search on google its AMAZING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.lebron james is hott....did u see the commercial wen he wanted to play football? id instantly become a fan! he is the best..i was bout to switch to tmobile just to get that sidekick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.i hate that i judge books by their cover...well mostly movies..like umm transformers was the shit...n i was soooooo against that movie n i was soo suprised by how good it was. 300 good ass movie..mostly guy movies are juss soooo good &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i dont like wen people say "if i had u id never leave" wtf ill show u a million pretty bitches then show u the nigga thats tired of fuckin her ..HALLE BERRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. i love wearing heels...all day everyday i would if i could...even though im 5'7" (which is kinda short in my book)i wear 5inch heels sumtimes n im hella tall iont care...i never feel insecure bout my height...although i think im taller than most guys n im really not lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.wat is the point of civil lawsuits?? if the find u not guilty of murder but u have to pay the family 6million for restitution then wats the point? it makes no sense!! id rather jus go to jail than to pay out hush money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.i need to see more hood movies (dont take my black card lol) i havent seen new jack city, state property, purple rain, all that bs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. my parents never listened to prince so i dont kno any of his songs except wen doves cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. i love old school music....but teddy pendergrass doesnt count...i need older stuff like the whispers and the temptations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. all old school songs talk about sex sex sex...why dont older people notice that! i kno our music is much more vulgar but hey u old people started it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. if i get drunk ill drink anything..beer, st8 vodka...it doesnt matter...i havent been drunk in a lonnng time tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. oh wen i got high this one time i had the best cheesesteak of my life...*remember?* it had tomatoes n onions on it ,it was soooooo goooodd. that whole day was jus good n fun...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. ive never smoked a ciggarette a day in my life. n i refuse to ...i think its sooo nasty..nothing about that is good...wont u suck on sumthin else if ur stressed lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. i cant wait til my nephew comes 2/6/09 im excited!!!!i hope my sis names him jaiden so i can call him lil jay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. i hate wen people i dont like make me laugh..it makes me wanna like them again..not guys jus people in general...its like that angry chip starts peeling away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.i do NOT like it wen people dont shave their underarms.. male and female...males trim that ish..how are u supposed to put ur arm around me with this lump of hair sweat and deodorant jus hangin there thats sooooo nasty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. i never sleep without my door shut. i have a fear that if sumbody runs thru my house that my room is gonna be the first one they go thru &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.only one song made me cry last year *ex factor- lauryn hill* i was all cryin n driving lol..i was embarrased after the song went off ..like ok jay wtf was that lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. i hate people with no heart lol u are not the tin man from the wizard of oz..or was that the lion...watever have a heart!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im done :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/jay2busy/pic/00007e4g/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/jay2busy/pic/00007e4g/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-3043606893353281259?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/3043606893353281259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-about-me-pt-3-last-one-020509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/3043606893353281259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/3043606893353281259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-about-me-pt-3-last-one-020509.html' title='all about me pt 3 last one! 02/05/09'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-9063753913379700472</id><published>2009-04-29T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:01:32.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>all about me pt 2 01/22/09</title><content type='html'>pt 2. all about me!&lt;br /&gt;feel free to comment ;) i like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i really think sometimes people just need to shutup and just LISTEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i love heat! i cant stand air conditioners in the summer...and i sleep with covers all year long..fan on my face..n covered completely with covers for the rest of my body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.im real sarcastic...so if u THINK im talkin bout u...i probably am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i really do miss my best friend..lol i sanh karaoke to her "best friend" by brandy...n i prolly sounded horrible but people clapped n sang along! miss ya hunn..ill stop bein a bitch and call u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.ha! i can touch my toes (not intended for that to b dirty) but weird this is wen i sit down n try to do it i have a hard time...but standin up its easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i drink more than other people...alot more..."like message in a bottle" i got to the bottom of the bottle n forgot the message&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.im a flirt...a big flirt...soo ive heard &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. i respect guys more for trying to b my friend than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.i wish HE was out of jail..i have so much to talk about..i kno guys always say niggas aint shit, lol n he says that all the time, even about himself..i like the real ness...ill actually get a guys real point of view cus he's doin the dirt that niggas do to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.i watch you tube allllllll dayy...thats why my phone is always dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. is my family the only one with a radio in the bathroom?? i mean u need something to listen to while ur doin watever u do in there lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. dont b disgusted..i shaved my legs this year for the first time since prom 05... i dont have hairy legs tho lol...iont even think it made a difference lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.kittens are the best!!! i love them their soo cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.my goal weight is 135..im slowin gettin back to that...i have to safety pin my work pants cus they're too big now lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.i am SHY!!!!! camera shy...everything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. i have a poetry book..lol its sooo ragedy but it dates back to like 02...ive written poems bout everybody ive dealt with..not necessarily boyfriends but i felt the need to write bout them...blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. my imaginary parents are j-lo and puff daddy....they need to get back together...diddy leave cassie alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. my parents dont say i love you... at all...its been a while since i heard that from anybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. everybody should go to therapy...at least once...ull b suprised about the things ull reveal to a stranger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.i laugh at everything...especially wen im nervous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. every signature ive used in my texts have had somthing to do with my life...its not there jus to look pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.speakin of status' somebody said my new one for facebook should be 2009'S MOST ELIGIBLE BACHLORETTE..lol wat makes me more eligible than others?ive been single for a year..why are u jus noticing that lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. omg have u seen Serena Williams ass??? wtf !! forget pole dancing im bout to start playin tennis!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. im kinda like KANYe..wen i dont get my way i act like a big baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. i havent really been myself lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. i dont usually dream about sex but wen i do watch out..once i almost fell off the bed lol..n he was right next to me...wake up!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok im done :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/jay2busy/pic/00006pkf/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/jay2busy/pic/00006pkf/s320x240" width="161" height="240" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me n my old bff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-9063753913379700472?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/9063753913379700472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-about-me-pt-2-012209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/9063753913379700472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/9063753913379700472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-about-me-pt-2-012209.html' title='all about me pt 2 01/22/09'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-6985552487990974417</id><published>2009-04-29T11:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:00:46.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>all about me pt 1 01/21/09</title><content type='html'>Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 20 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you.... At the end, choose 20 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, its because I somewhat care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING I WRITE ALOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my Real name is JACKAY...which i recently updated on Facebook...I HATE IT SO DONT EVER CALL ME THAT! feel free to make up anything else...jada..watever...only one smart person came up with something that didnt start with a J...n thats SADE so uh yea that my alias lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I sit in front of a computer all day...so umm everything i do...(text, ask for money, pay bills, shop, eat) yea everything is done from this chair..i love it! cant wait til i get my laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ok right now im watchin CSI n i cant wait to take part in the weeding dress phase..u know like wen they let people run in the store n gett dresses n chicks be fightin n stuff lol.. so yea in dis episode sumone got stabbed tryna get a dress lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. sumtimes i eat so much i have to throw up...i love food sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ill prolly never b able to have kids... (long short story)&lt;br /&gt;n i almost kidnapped one dis weekend..he was soo cute..who lets a semi stranger take ur kid for 3 hrs n u never call to get himback?? wheres the love people?? so uh yea he was my son for a few hrs lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. um yea i wish HE was DEAD. i HATE HIM for wat he did to me. BUT i DIGRESS.i dont have that hate in my heart cus its stressful but yea..ID DEF WANNA B THERE WEN HE MEETS HIS MAKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.i never wear socks!!!!!! granted its a lil cold outside right now..but im never far from my car...n socks jus make me too hot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. im never more than 10ft from my phone so if i dont answer or dont text back...i just dont wanna talk to u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. oh yea my other alias lol TP2... got a 10% raise las week n its amazing! so Ten Percent for 2 years...tp2 lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. omg i have an addictive personality..so ive been told but i dont believe her...once i get onto something..im on it...worked at towson ate chik fila EVERY SINGLE DAY..til sumthin else got my attention n i was on that...hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.MUSIC is my life..i love music..people are always goin thru something i can relate to.....cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. only ONE movie made me cry ....DIARY OF A MAD BLACK WOMAN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.omg i got a thing for tattoos...LOVE THEM...theyre capitvating omg!!!!!!! once u talk to sumbody that has over 50 tattoos ud love them too omg ok ok ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. i think im smarter than most people! seriously..i started skool early n was supposed to b skipped 2 grades...my uh mom didnt want me ahead of my class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. i day dream...even wen im driving lol...DANGEROUS HUH? LOL i sumtimes cant talk on the phone wen im driving..ADHD LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. AKIE.. where is that time machine??? even though right about now id settle for that blue paint lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. i can watch 12 hrs of tv st...sunday...spike tv, bravo, and a&amp;e have marathons of csi, csi miami, csi new york, law &amp;order alll day long omg...i dont move til its time to go to the club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.i go to the club every week n i havent gotten a new number since.....may1 damn..**edited since people keep asking bout this** lol havent found a new person that i wanna talk to. so since i kno i wont call or have any rap i wont give my # out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.i have a feeling that the person that knows the most about me is my relative. Larry thinks im suzy home maker..iont think he's ever seen me mad...wen i call wen im upset he says sumthin nice n i jus forget that im mad n i dont even have to tell my mean story...the best friend ive had in a min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.im borderline jealous/envious of 2 people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. oh yea im a great swimmer...not to mention i look hot in a bathing suit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. oh yea my brother is going to the Navy..n imma miss him...i cried already lol..DONT LEAVE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I LOVE MY FAMILY NO MATTER HOW MUCH WE FUSS, SCREAM , N CURSE I LOVE THEM...WOULDNT CHANGE THEM IF I COULD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come lol...feel free to comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/jay2busy/pic/00005rhp/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/jay2busy/pic/00005rhp/s320x240" width="55" height="240" border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-6985552487990974417?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/6985552487990974417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-about-me-pt-1-012109.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/6985552487990974417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/6985552487990974417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-about-me-pt-1-012109.html' title='all about me pt 1 01/21/09'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-8071876369175512091</id><published>2009-04-29T11:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:59:52.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='v'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playboy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>i need to go see Saw V again! 10/27/08</title><content type='html'>I kno everybody and their mother went to go see saw V on friday!!! including me!!! but unfortunately i wasnt really payin attention so i have to go see it again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started at moes...(n yes i do go to moes every friday faithfully)i got down there at like 7:30 n it was already crowded, no seats at the bar so me n my sis had to sit upstairs. Lucky for me i got the same waiter i had last time.. got my wine n my lasagna..oh yea n before i left grabbed my jolly rancher too.. DONT LEAVE HOME WITHOUT ONE LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to the movies at 9, movie starts at 9:2o (n yea i came prepared, bought my tickets in advance) cus u kno it was sold out.. 9:20 sold out, 10:50 sold out...so everybody that didnt get them in advance would have to see the 11:50 show goddamn lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we get in there, n yea im tipsy..n there aint no seats anywhere!!!!!! me n my sis was almost forced to sit in the second fuckin row..like where u have to turn ya head jus to see wats goin on at the other side of the screen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long story short i was too tipsy to pay attention..i had to go to the bathroom ( yea liquor runs thru me) then my stomach wasnt feelin good so i bout sum popcorn..wat good that did cus it only made me feel worse..then wen i was in the hallway in the theatre my phone rang..n anybody that knows me know imma answer for cooks lane...so here i am paid for the movie n im chatting away in the hallway..lol hope nobody could hear wat i was talkin bout...so blah blah blah went back in the movie theatre but it was too long of a walk to my seat so i sat on the steps...i thought i was gone for like a hour cus i didnt kno wat the fuck was goin on in the movie..like im still lost now..i have no clue wat i missed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i have to see saw V again lol (without any jolly ranchers n i have to turn my phone off lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if i dont see it, ill still get my scary ness in for halloween :) hammers opened back up n imma b a playboy bunny...soo yea if u see me at the bar hop to me lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s123.photobucket.com/albums/o297/jay2busy/?action=view&amp;current=n595085460_4611001_9274.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o297/jay2busy/n595085460_4611001_9274.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea i changed my mind...i was too fat (imagine that) to fit the play boy costume so i had to b a police officer...that shit was too small.i swear my ass was out the whole nite lol..(updated 11/10/08)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-8071876369175512091?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/8071876369175512091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-to-go-see-saw-v-again-102708.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/8071876369175512091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/8071876369175512091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-to-go-see-saw-v-again-102708.html' title='i need to go see Saw V again! 10/27/08'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-3368495861572088263</id><published>2009-04-29T11:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:59:06.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><title type='text'>girlfriends are soooo overated! 10/16/08</title><content type='html'>first off this is not a gay post! REPEAT! ITS NOT A GAY POST. ITS HETEROSEXUAL!! LOL!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had a million for all the guys i dealt wit, and i use that term loosely, that have had girlfriends id be pretty damn rich by now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont kno if people jus like to hide those things from people cus they dont want to lose them or they are jus plain dogs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shid mayb they think im perfect as a piece on the side, who knows n who the fuck cares but im tired of it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting to think i attract people that are unobtainable &lt;br /&gt;1st guy. i got his number at the mall, and i asked do u have a gf..n he said yea.. he actually admitted it. so i went to walk away then he was like but ill still take ya #...i couldnt believe it lol...shid if u dont care neither should i....that didnt really get anywhere tho &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd guy. was a lame-o i used to deal with, n we thought it would b cool if we started talking again. sum chick keeps callin his phone and of course he says its his ex, she wont let go... come to find out she was his girlfriend and wen she called me on the 3way he denied it all...denied everything wtf???????? of course lata down the line he sent me a friend request on myspace...i accepted it...n she mustve seen me on the friends list and started playin on my phone..i swear this shit lasted allllll summer!!! she would call from his phone, her phone....n never say anything...i told her where i worked n still nuthing... smh lil girls have nothing better to do sometimes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd guy.. he didnt really have drama but i think he jus wanted to get caught...i stayed the nite at his house a few times, only to learn that his baby mother had a key! wtf she can jus walk in here wenever she wants to?? this was before the baby was born so i know they was prolly still together but i had to cut that shit short. didnt see me at that house anymore! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th guy. we were sooooooooo coool. but of course i dont trust anybody so i used to go thru his phone wen he was in the shower, and i found i love u messages all types of bs like that so i knew he had a gf..come to find out she was pregnant too! we used to always joke about havin gf's and bf's but i knew the whole time that shit was no joke! he denied it alllll the time..i could jus sit n laugh like &amp;quot;u lyin ass nigga&amp;quot;.. no drama came from her but i did hear that bitch was crazy and now he cant even see his own daughter.. boo the fuck hoo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th guy. this shit still gets me mad but its nuthing guys will b guys and females will always chase them... they never understand that its supposed to be the other way around. He denied he had a girl, i found out when they was fussin in the street right in front of me! He stilled denied it! Said she was jus sum crazy bitch.. She called me we talked blah blah blah blah...they was supposed to be together cool..i wont call him no more.. long and behold he calls me while im on vaca, i called him wen i got back to bmore, he jus wanted to apologize ..&amp;quot;watever ill talk to u friday&amp;quot; his crazy bitch calls me like i told u to leave him alone wtf he called ME!long story short she played on my phone, (*ill leave sum of the story out cus im embarrassed bout it) but she think im chasin this nigga..i changed my number,,n he called my job! he wont leave me alone! everytime they get into a fight he calls me...umm sir i dont want u, go run back to her...n he will still deny that they dont fuck wit each other.. we done had the police involved, #'s changed all types of shit..n he keeps chasing me and she keeps chasing him......**SHUTUP AND LET ME GO!** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th guy...now this is current from 10/12/08. met a guy at the club and my sis knows he has a girl.. Has he told me yet ? NO ! &lt;br /&gt;iM TIRED OF PEOPLE NOT TELLIN ME SHIT...IM SURE HE WONT THINK IT COUNTS AS A LIE BECAUSE I &amp;quot;DIDNT ASK&amp;quot;...i asked bout his activities (damn sure aint mention nothing to do wit his girl)..i asked who does he live wit ( he didnt mention he stays at her house 80% of the time) he has to know that I kno.....is he jus assumin that i know??? i mean wtf yall all went to skool together, everyone knows yall are together...so dont try to hide that shit from me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORAL OF THE FUCKIN STORY: i will be single for the rest of my life..guys lie, cheat and steal (NOT ALL OF THEM) but long as there are sexy people like me to give them a reason to cheat , they will!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;I cant get involved in anything/ anybody i dont trust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/jay2busy/pic/00002xkb/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/jay2busy/pic/00002xkb/s320x240" width="180" height="240" 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10/16/08'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-1649407193882263670</id><published>2009-04-29T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:58:05.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><title type='text'>my bday at club one 9/28/08</title><content type='html'>tonite i celebrate my bday at club one in downtown baltimore. its not my first time goin there but i really like the spot. on thursday s they have half off all drinks...omg i used to by my drinks 2 at a time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way i just turned 21 thursday the 25th. lol yea they lemme in the club and lemme drink. but hey they should b more strict on underage drinking lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im excited about tonite....i went thru alot to get my outfit. ask the girls at bebe..im so indecisive its hilarious &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;landed on a really cute dress (checked on their website and i see the dress but not the color i bought so atleast i dont have to worry about anybody having my dress on yay me!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its jus gonna b a big countdown til i get there and start poppin bottles( mayb not poppin bottles but at least kickin back at least a hundred dollars of drinks) believe me i can break ya pockets wit my double shots :) &lt;br /&gt;ill have another post later this week after i get all of my pics n stuff &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hopin i wont throw up tonite i hate that...plus its embarrassing and very un lady like..but yea like i said ...stay tuned:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s123.photobucket.com/albums/o297/jay2busy/?action=view&amp;current=383417162_sDigA-L.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o297/jay2busy/383417162_sDigA-L.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me n porkchop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-1649407193882263670?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/1649407193882263670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-bday-at-club-one-92808.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/1649407193882263670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/1649407193882263670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-bday-at-club-one-92808.html' title='my bday at club one 9/28/08'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-1774171369039982076</id><published>2009-04-29T11:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:55:57.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2'/><title type='text'>hungover 9/20/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 5:15pm and i cant believe my head still hurts..this seems like more then a hangover..ive drank lots of water, i ate, and took sum excedrin n the headache is still there...i even took a nap but it wont go away damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started las nite at moes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;angie ( the best bartender in the world) cus she makes them so strong...she's the best. i had a jolly rancher which is 90% grey goose..n boy did it do its job...jus felt like havin a drink n feeling good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to see this guy i really like ( cant even really figure out why i like him, i just think he's b good for me) but i think he got drunk n he was not answering the phone..damn its 2 am ive been drinkin n i need sumwhere to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course there was plan b..go see sumbody i dont really wanna c...do sum things i want to do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;( jus not wit him)&lt;br /&gt;and even he wasnt answerin the phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frustrated, drunk, horny, tired, restless at 2am n the only plan i could find was to take my ass home n go to sleep...def not how i planned on spendin my friday nite....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i fell asleep right away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up wit a big ass headache...couldnt really sleep it off cus sumbody woke me up n wouldnt lemme go bak to sleep...hmmm i blame him for the hangover..had i gotten at least 8 hrs of sleep id prolly b feelin better right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iono why but i jus felt like bloggin this, need to do sumthing to take my mind away from this headache...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not even gonna finish off by sayin ill never drink again cus i will, but they need to invent sumthin for hangovers cus id pay top dollar for it! so if there are any pharmacists readin this, make a remedy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s123.photobucket.com/albums/o297/jay2busy/?action=view&amp;current=n595085460_4133186_7770.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o297/jay2busy/n595085460_4133186_7770.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-1774171369039982076?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/1774171369039982076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/hungover-92008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/1774171369039982076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/1774171369039982076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/hungover-92008.html' title='hungover 9/20/08'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-8474196211664204271</id><published>2009-04-29T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:56:23.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intervention'/><title type='text'>intervention 9/15/08</title><content type='html'>omg i was jus watching intervention bout this white girl usin heroin in baltimore....this prostitute was out here makin like 500 a day! 500 goddamn i dont make that make that in a fuckin day barely omg i cant stand it!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean i kno the show is about addiction but goddamn is she addicted to fuckin or sumthing cus the prostitutes i b seein look a hot ass mess and b only gettin like 20 a job... so umm to get 500 u gotta get at least 25 people gooddamn i kno her legs/jaws gotta b hurtin! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean i feel sorry for her because of her addiction but damn she on the grind gettin hers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh for pt 2 i will indulge my audience on my addiction&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-8538556108335312566</id><published>2009-04-29T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:54:58.107-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame'/><title type='text'>party at the hippodrome 9/13/08 red carpet event</title><content type='html'>soooo the red carpet event of the year was yesterday!! bull shit!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe they were charging peole 75 just to get in..n if they actually paid that much then it was a waste of time......and money &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i paid 20 for my tix in advance.(i forgot it was a 21 n over event (im not 21 yet 11 more days)) so of course they were giving me a hard time at the door! long story short i told the bouncer i was one of the models for the fashion show..he went and got the lady that was in charge of the models...she laughed (in my mind im thinkin oh shit my cover is blown) but she went and told the girl to get me a wrist band for vip and said &amp;quot;models are in the room up the stairs and to the right have fun!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;I cant believe it was that easy. Ok im no beyonce but goddamn who can jus get into vip that easy..damn!!! i got it lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway the party was wack! i spent sum time downstairs with the regular admission people , which was cool but everybody was jus standing around... so my sis snuck into vip.. (she found a pink wrist band , outta pure luck, and put it on) oh then she passed it on to my other sis so she could get into vip too) but there was nothing goin on in vip...people were jus standing around...it was jus like a big meet and greet...everybody jus standing in their own little cirlces ...man it was a waste of time!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they had the nerve to shut it down early!.. no fashion show, no free drinks, no free food, and the music wasnt good...i couldve had more fun at a damn block party for all that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a headache at the end of the night, my feet were hurting from the heels, and i looked to good to have not done anytihing at all!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im doubting that anybody in bmore can throw a hot party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s123.photobucket.com/albums/o297/jay2busy/?action=view&amp;current=green2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o297/jay2busy/green2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-8538556108335312566?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/8538556108335312566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/party-at-hippodrome-91308-red-carpet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/8538556108335312566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/8538556108335312566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/party-at-hippodrome-91308-red-carpet.html' title='party at the hippodrome 9/13/08 red carpet event'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-7397704551541973787</id><published>2009-04-29T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:51:28.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='employee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year'/><title type='text'>hand itching pt 2</title><content type='html'>remember i said that my hand was itching and that meant i was gonna get sum money?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got employee of the month!! sooo that means i get a 200 bonus!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wen i get my raise in january i get exxxtra jus cus they love me soooo much!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy as hell i need this!! this bonus will definetly help in the long run cus my job only gives out employee of the month once a year!! &lt;br /&gt;shit so thats like im employee of the year imagine that!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-7397704551541973787?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/7397704551541973787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/hand-itching-pt-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/7397704551541973787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/7397704551541973787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/hand-itching-pt-2.html' title='hand itching pt 2'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2487472930758965905.post-8704753750407917996</id><published>2009-04-29T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:52:18.092-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luck'/><title type='text'>my hand is itching</title><content type='html'>so at my most brokest point in my life...&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;my hand starts itching&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n ive always been told (my mother is superstitious) that if your hand starts itch ur going to get sum money!!! &lt;br /&gt;omg i realy really need it !!! even now it still itches &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure if im supposed to scratch it but i did! i hope that doesnt mean that the moolah is goin to go sumwhere else... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm stay tuned to see if i come into sum money &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00" size="5"&gt;**wish me luck**&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8/21/08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2487472930758965905-8704753750407917996?l=jay2busy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/feeds/8704753750407917996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-hand-is-itching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/8704753750407917996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2487472930758965905/posts/default/8704753750407917996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay2busy.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-hand-is-itching.html' title='my hand is itching'/><author><name>jay2busy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04147632464849797829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHZCE2JP7cs/Sfimh7nIbVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OabzcFQHzZg/S220/2j4qc7d.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
