<?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-4647043031185396226</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:04:45.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nellz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-7360234064566131276</id><published>2009-12-07T21:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:31:03.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a long time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/Sx26RG65ScI/AAAAAAAAAgU/WEa77BomIkk/s1600-h/2009-09-23+15.41.12.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/_tbzuJLh3GxU/Sx26RG65ScI/AAAAAAAAAgU/WEa77BomIkk/s400/2009-09-23+15.41.12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412687130247383490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyyyyyy yea i forgot I still had a blog....geez wow well anyway I took 9months off from posting my next chap in my book "The Good Life" I had my little baby boy Nov. 23rd 2009 His name is David N. Walcott III and Im starting to get back into the writing.....If anybody is still out there(Hears echo) I guess keep posted xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy pics of my Family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/2agm6hf.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/31290md.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/ehxbmo.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/3vfww.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/nlevbt.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/jsldmh.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2wrn4lk.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/2gt3wn4.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-7360234064566131276?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/7360234064566131276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=7360234064566131276' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/7360234064566131276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/7360234064566131276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-long-time.html' title='Its been a long time'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/Sx26RG65ScI/AAAAAAAAAgU/WEa77BomIkk/s72-c/2009-09-23+15.41.12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-4798611423778410537</id><published>2009-07-27T22:43:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:27:07.741-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st bonfire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/Sm5tVvmInVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qHgXFcW2LUc/s1600-h/l_98de84a2c0cc488f8994edcf9f0338d7.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/_tbzuJLh3GxU/Sm5tVvmInVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qHgXFcW2LUc/s400/l_98de84a2c0cc488f8994edcf9f0338d7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363344426565934418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to this resturant called buffalos southwest cafe for a friend birthday food was delishhh  thennnn o m g ok this night was on some scary movie type shit...to get to the beach where the bonfire was we had to walk like 5 mins down this street and into this dark ass alley with no kind of lights then we reached the beach and the water looked so scary the only light we had was the campfire...but over all had mad funs with some of the PME fam and others.....latas xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/24ccp41.png" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/esw7iw.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/okpu6r.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/14jb9nc.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/s0zfit.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/or5wsz.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2ql8gf6.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/1zgt0dj.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-4798611423778410537?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/4798611423778410537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=4798611423778410537' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/4798611423778410537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/4798611423778410537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-1st-bonfire.html' title='My 1st bonfire'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/Sm5tVvmInVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qHgXFcW2LUc/s72-c/l_98de84a2c0cc488f8994edcf9f0338d7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-7643630198713583505</id><published>2009-07-23T21:01:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:55:51.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>{{Or whaddeva}}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SmkUh2o3DxI/AAAAAAAAAf4/9nJTLMCxAtc/s1600-h/SDC13477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SmkUh2o3DxI/AAAAAAAAAf4/9nJTLMCxAtc/s400/SDC13477.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361839403196419858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am 23 weeks preggy but measuring at 25 weeks (6months). Time has been going by slow even when im having fun.....im still up and down everyday...am i the only one like that? i mean some days im mad cool others i just want to jump ahead in the 2009 calendar. i want to just daydream forever sometimes bc i control everything in that cloud lmao. Ill be 26 next week july 30th yay!!! I just wanna be with my husband and daughter they mean the most to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/xlbas0.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been hanging with PME crew and its so much fun they are my niggas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/14wbvxt.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/20o0nm.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea we do cookouts and random things lol...wellll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm sometimes u find ur destiny down the roads you tried to avoid...that happen to me a few times...We r also moving next week which i hate doing...smh so my poor hubby gotta 99% of everything. i hate our landlord she will get hers....better yet...the person who laughs last thinks the slowest...so i should let her be. so the PME girls are planning my babyshower but wont tell me shit about it. hehe cant wait! ok my shopping cart on the forever21 website is up to $270 i need to checkout like now..off topic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;None of my pregnancies were planned. i would have never thought i would have my heart walking outside of me body...i love my lil girl and my future lil man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Babies are such a good way to start people...well that only looks good in black and white huh? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Families with babies and families without babies feel sorry for each other in my book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far the most craving ive been having this pregnancy is not being preggy...smh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i think strangers smile at me on the streets bc im fatter than they are being preggy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure my husband is thinking hmm when well nell be back to her normal self....i would answer that by saying when our kids are off to college pow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god bless lovies pics below as always...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/2mzgmz7.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/242fo05.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/jsfs5l.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/33jpwyb.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/2zssohv.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2s13fxs.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/2i7v30g.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/v2vaxj.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/2bsjya.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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whaddeva}}'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SmkUh2o3DxI/AAAAAAAAAf4/9nJTLMCxAtc/s72-c/SDC13477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>77</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-7580777737907393947</id><published>2009-05-18T14:55:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T15:17:23.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months preggy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/ShGwSVqae3I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/3mKSOh1h9Ic/s1600-h/SDC13567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/ShGwSVqae3I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/3mKSOh1h9Ic/s400/SDC13567.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337240862509923186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea so thats why ive been missing bc my lazy ass been in bed and sick. But im out of the 1st trimester and im getting back to my old self. Im starting to tell everybody now and my family bc I wanted to make sure things were ok with the baby b4 I told anyone. So God willing this will be my 2nd child. I have a 3 year old so hope she does not get jelly when the baby comes. 2morrow is my husband birthday cant wait. He is the best! Well I will be on blogger alot more now. For my book (The Good Life)...Im going to post this week. www.nellzstories.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope you all been ok Im going to read some blogs. God bless...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like always short and sweet and preggy pics below and others&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/29pf2mc.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 MONTHS PREGGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2m2x83r.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NISEY AT THE BEACH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2uy0npk.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/2vj7bl1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DADDY AND NISEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2nau4ir.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/317ejd1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/2w35fs1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3MONTHS PREGGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/16m2kw0.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/316u6w9.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/9l94ec.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/rb9jbt.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/2u7rjbl.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-7580777737907393947?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/7580777737907393947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=7580777737907393947' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/7580777737907393947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/7580777737907393947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-months-preggy.html' title='3 months preggy'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/ShGwSVqae3I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/3mKSOh1h9Ic/s72-c/SDC13567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-5455495547257791224</id><published>2009-03-23T16:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:25:06.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CHAP 8 IS UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/xbddw5.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO CHECK IT OUT LEAVE UR FEEDBACK ON THIS CHAP... THANKS LOVIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WWW.NELLZSTORIES.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WWW.NELLZSTORIES.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WWW.NELLZSTORIES.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WWW.NELLZSTORIES.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/24llv7s.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-5455495547257791224?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/5455495547257791224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=5455495547257791224' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/5455495547257791224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/5455495547257791224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2009/03/chap-8-is-up.html' title='CHAP 8 IS UP'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/xbddw5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-1071521824322553866</id><published>2009-03-12T16:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:58:39.198-04:00</updated><title type='text'>http://twitter.com/jnellz83</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/Sbl3aYo6aKI/AAAAAAAAAcs/EYB9Wbn20M4/s1600-h/chrisSDC12790.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/_tbzuJLh3GxU/Sbl3aYo6aKI/AAAAAAAAAcs/EYB9Wbn20M4/s400/chrisSDC12790.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312408530634565794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;follow me!!!&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/jnellz83&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea jervis made me want to start twitter..hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-1071521824322553866?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/1071521824322553866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=1071521824322553866' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/1071521824322553866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/1071521824322553866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2009/03/httptwittercomjnellz83.html' title='http://twitter.com/jnellz83'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/Sbl3aYo6aKI/AAAAAAAAAcs/EYB9Wbn20M4/s72-c/chrisSDC12790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-4018561757609688690</id><published>2009-03-10T13:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T14:33:30.679-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And I Wonder......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/Sbav8ly1bBI/AAAAAAAAAck/bHyu5VVwu7c/s1600-h/SDC12938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/Sbav8ly1bBI/AAAAAAAAAck/bHyu5VVwu7c/s400/SDC12938.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311626266002418706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELOW ARE THINGS I USE TO SAY TO MYSELF THAT HELPED ME OUT WITH A FEW THINGS...BUT SOMETIMES AT DIFFERENT TIME FRAMES THOSE WORDS DONT MEAN SHIT......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the stuff that you visualized that was going to work so beautifully, you discover is trashed, so you jump to something else. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR SOME REASON i CANT DO THAT AND i WONT...ONLY BECAUSE I CANT GIVE UP WITH THIS SITUATION i LEARNED i HAVE TO LET GO....AND NOT GO BACK DOWN THAT PATH OF HURT AND PAIN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate to talk in terms of miracles. But I wish certain things could be perfect. This shit is a very serious situation. But try and feel me on this one...I use to just throw it out there and see what happens. If it sounds and feels right, then I continue. That is not always the right way.. so that ended quickly..I think we are all put in different positions for different reasons and we all will have some effect on the next person no matter what.. and that sucks cause that means somebody is left out there and we cant satisfy everyone. But Ive been missing because I have been going through a battle with my mind on getting over things...I think im there today at least I hope so. Hope you all been ok though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough on that note pics yay!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/14sjps6.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/15x94zl.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY NANA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/15i55wn.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/2mrbl7d.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i DONT FEEL LIKE POSTING ANYMORE..SMH LATAS YALL GOD BLESS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-4018561757609688690?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/4018561757609688690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=4018561757609688690' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/4018561757609688690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/4018561757609688690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-i-wonder.html' title='And I Wonder......'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/Sbav8ly1bBI/AAAAAAAAAck/bHyu5VVwu7c/s72-c/SDC12938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-4800918428922355701</id><published>2009-02-09T14:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T16:09:33.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna be missssssingggggg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/10zpvsj.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was thinking of just shutting my blogspot down. Im going through alot and dont know when Ill be better. I will miss yall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-4800918428922355701?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/4800918428922355701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=4800918428922355701' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/4800918428922355701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/4800918428922355701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2009/02/gonna-be-missssssingggggg.html' title='Gonna be missssssingggggg'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/10zpvsj_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-1633971635639101322</id><published>2009-01-29T19:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:09:38.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyonce and lil wayne fall...which one was worst???</title><content type='html'>This model was sooooo shame please watch this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qfyQLpk4-nQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qfyQLpk4-nQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x2LHiKk0vRs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x2LHiKk0vRs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eXvu0EUgFOY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eXvu0EUgFOY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-1633971635639101322?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/1633971635639101322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=1633971635639101322' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/1633971635639101322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/1633971635639101322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2009/01/beyonce-and-lil-wayne-fallwhich-one-was.html' title='Beyonce and lil wayne fall...which one was worst???'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-3247287921380785260</id><published>2009-01-18T14:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T14:44:31.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just thoughts....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SXd2rRUMU5I/AAAAAAAAAa4/BY0cyBvtXIc/s1600-h/SDC12091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SXd2rRUMU5I/AAAAAAAAAa4/BY0cyBvtXIc/s400/SDC12091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293830372751856530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm I read a blog on planetmarz blogspot and it had me thinking....I feel I started blogging expressing alot and it kinda turned into just random things which is not bad and we all do it. but I just wanted to touch back for a min. Sometimes i feel we hate somethings that are true..we cant be afraid to see what we see. Facts can be stubborn as hell..but shit its there. Mad shit is going on... yea we are happy about OBAMA being our 44th president but we still got a lot of building to do in AMERICA. Mostly financially. Whatever money the government gets they find a need for it...but for some reason we are in this state of recession. They are to solve our problems but I feel sometimes we see it as being subsidizes. I wish they would see the real point and not just rearrange the shit. Recession is when a neighbor loses his job. Depression is when you lose yours. Things are crazzzy. I wonder about alll this issh we dont know that the government keeps from us. smh The governments view of the economy could be summed up in short phrases: If it moves, tax it. If it keeps moving, regulate it. And if it stops moving, subsidize it. I gotta give OBAMA mad big ups bc just the thought of being a presindent troubles me I really dont think i would want that job. I jsut hope to see a better America and we put our trust into him. Everybody needs  help and support and We sure as hell can't help everyone, but everyone can help someone. take it for what its worth. god bless blog heads! xoxo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/2u4h6va.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/15fv68.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/n5sw9x.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/fwlx7b.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/tait8y.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-3247287921380785260?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/3247287921380785260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=3247287921380785260' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/3247287921380785260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/3247287921380785260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-thoughts.html' title='Just thoughts....'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SXd2rRUMU5I/AAAAAAAAAa4/BY0cyBvtXIc/s72-c/SDC12091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-6923345831610450213</id><published>2008-12-31T17:03:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T16:00:05.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I missed yall....sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SVvtg-ku-DI/AAAAAAAAAZw/xvS1APQX0qY/s1600-h/SDC11716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SVvtg-ku-DI/AAAAAAAAAZw/xvS1APQX0qY/s320/SDC11716.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286079738458077234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea once again ive been missing in action. shit work has been alot for me, Just not really finding anytime for the web like i used to...I cant even post my damn chap 7 from www.nellzstories.blogspot.com Im almost done with it....anyhoot hope everybody Christmas was niceee, mine was I got married on sunday!! Very happy about that. not much to chat about until i get more time to post more. well i gotta catch up with my blogs i follow....hope everybody is safe this new year...please drive easy and dont drink and drive!!! Its sad to think this way, but there are alot of people chilling right this second and not knowing they wont be alive 2morrow. so please be careful 2night. I plan on bringing the new year in with my new husband and our daughter. dont wanna go to MIAMI to club or fort LAUDERDALE...staying close to home!&lt;br /&gt;god bless and like always pics below.. xoxo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART OF MY HUSBAND CHRISTMAS GIFT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2cojx8n.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ME AND NISEY ARE CHILLING....SHE ON HER NEW BARBIE LAPTOP SHE GOT FOR CHRISTMAS AND IM WATCHING TV..THEN SHE TELLS ME THAT SHE SEE AN IGUANA OUTSIDE.... I CALLED THE PET CONTROL B4 AND THEY TOLD ME THEY CANT GET THEM THIS IS THEIR HOME TOO....SMHHHH LMAO!LOOK HOW BIG THIS THING IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/inyc7s.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/mwe1hw.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT NIGGA WAS CHILLIN ON MY PATIO ON SOME ISH LIKE HMM WHAT YALL DOING IN THERE??? LOOKIN IN AND SHIT..LAWWD...THE REST ARE JUST PICS I TOOK OVER THE BREAK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/opy5g4.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/4lvdk.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/5oh0k.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/2s865ie.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/30arf9y.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2pt1g5v.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR. AND MRS. WALCOTT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2uji7iq.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-6923345831610450213?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/6923345831610450213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=6923345831610450213' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/6923345831610450213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/6923345831610450213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-missed-yallsigh.html' title='I missed yall....sigh'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SVvtg-ku-DI/AAAAAAAAAZw/xvS1APQX0qY/s72-c/SDC11716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-6536152027856272404</id><published>2008-12-22T11:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:47:40.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is almost here!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SU_RGLbk8QI/AAAAAAAAAZg/5q9GY94antU/s1600-h/SDC11365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SU_RGLbk8QI/AAAAAAAAAZg/5q9GY94antU/s400/SDC11365.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282670792006758658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!! almost done with most of my shopping. had a nice weekend with my lovieface...we are getting married this week pulling a heidi and spencer move from the hills..hehe. ITs not big just going to the court and getting married!! so no more JENKINS I will be a WALCOTT...humm JENELL WALCOTT it sounds ok..well I have toooooo post chap 7 from "The Good LIfe" ive been so busy and it takes a long time to do it...these post i do now are what i call quickie blogs...I cant wait for this weekend We gonna have Iandesigns take our pics when we get married. and also this week is a charity at a church that omie is hosting. I bought a bunch of toys for the kids who need it! cant wait for that also! well guys i gotta go back to work..smh at least its a short week.  good bless PIcS below.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/2vuc0sz.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/2s9siae.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/5v4zky.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/110cae1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/34pez4i.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-6536152027856272404?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/6536152027856272404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=6536152027856272404' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/6536152027856272404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/6536152027856272404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-is-almost-here.html' title='Christmas is almost here!!!'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SU_RGLbk8QI/AAAAAAAAAZg/5q9GY94antU/s72-c/SDC11365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-4684401381604763614</id><published>2008-12-18T13:01:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T16:32:57.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PLUS SIZE MODEL????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SUqcXsrl25I/AAAAAAAAAYY/9ch-s6L1GAc/s1600-h/IMG01344%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SUqcXsrl25I/AAAAAAAAAYY/9ch-s6L1GAc/s320/IMG01344%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281205443990248338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;Agency hit me up and asked if I was interested in doing plus size pin up modeling. Now I know im not all slimmie like but i dont think im a big big girl...butt that sounded kinda cool. And no I did not get offended at all... My measurements are 34-36-38 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus-size model is a term internationally applied to a woman who is engaged primarily in modeling garments that are designed and marketed specifically for larger body sizes and types (see plus-size clothing). These models are also increasingly engaging in work that is not strictly related to selling clothing, i.e. body acceptance imagery, lifestyle and advertising, beauty/cosmetic products, pharmaceuticals, shoes, etc. As such, plus-size models often do not wear garments designed and marketed as plus-size clothing. This is especially true of magazine editorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2nqz66b.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The requirements for plus-size models are no different from those of high-fashion models, excepting in larger overall bust-waist-hip measurements; they must have excellent skin, hair and teeth, and emote well to the camera. The type of work that plus-size models engage in is of comparable variety to that of their smaller-sized counterparts. Advertising campaigns, magazine editorials, catwalk work, live-TV work and commercials, etc. comprise the variety of work available. Increasingly, plus-size models are also being employed by the media to stimulate debate on healthy self-esteem and body image, especially regarding struggles with eating disorders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/4qh0s9.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/2cy4s2g.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/2ivjkvq.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/11wfwp2.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2cmx2t4.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-4684401381604763614?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/4684401381604763614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=4684401381604763614' title='64 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/4684401381604763614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/4684401381604763614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/12/plus-size-model.html' title='PLUS SIZE MODEL????'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SUqcXsrl25I/AAAAAAAAAYY/9ch-s6L1GAc/s72-c/IMG01344%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>64</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-8256628491965206343</id><published>2008-12-15T11:41:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T12:42:13.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/33cvypi.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2sb7g5v.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my fiance took me on a date friday hadd mad fun! We seen the movie "The Day The Earth Stood Still" IT was veryyy good...the ending i think could have been a little better but overall the movie was hot! We seen it at the IMAX theater so u you know I felt like i was in the damn movie! It was a remake from the classic 50's. The story of an alien (Klaatu) and his robot (Gort) trying to convince the Earth to live peacefully before it's destroyed, is next in the long plague. After the movie he took me to a place called the rock bar on ft.lauderdale beach. It was so nice we ate outside while they played nice music. The rest of the weekend was cool....geez now back to monday at work so ill holla at yall!! CHEA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see pics below...I heart that man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/10h3sjp.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS TE ORIGINAL MOVIE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2r2azwn.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST PICS OF MY WEEKEND...A FEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/1zzqmpz.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::IAN AND NANA::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/292brcm.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCH A FATTIE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2i8dm4j.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2a4v407.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/95psfq.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING SOBER ABOUT THAT NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/eix5h.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/24zm4vl.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by 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width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-7467611038647922664</id><published>2008-12-12T09:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T10:01:16.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1950s pinup model Bettie Page dies in LA at 85</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SUJ6Khh1LyI/AAAAAAAAAXA/f-7MILfk7jo/s1600-h/2413968793_cb56836f26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SUJ6Khh1LyI/AAAAAAAAAXA/f-7MILfk7jo/s400/2413968793_cb56836f26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278916034449190690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May she rest in peace! I lovedddd her and MArilyn Monroe she was the one that made me wanna get so many tatts...She was very sexi.....and her hair was the ishhhhh love the jet black with the china bags!! check out her pics below!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOS ANGELES – Bettie Page, the 1950s secretary-turned-model whose controversial photographs in skimpy attire or none at all helped set the stage for the 1960s sexual revolution, died Thursday. She was 85.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page was placed on life support last week after suffering a heart attack in Los Angeles and never regained consciousness, said her agent, Mark Roesler. He said he and Page's family agreed to remove life support. Before the heart attack, Page had been hospitalized for three weeks with pneumonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She captured the imagination of a generation of men and women with her free spirit and unabashed sensuality," Roesler said. "She is the embodiment of beauty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page, who was also known as Betty, attracted national attention with magazine photographs of her sensuous figure in bikinis and see-through lingerie that were quickly tacked up on walls in military barracks, garages and elsewhere, where they remained for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her photos included a centerfold in the January 1955 issue of then-fledgling Playboy magazine, as well as controversial sadomasochistic poses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think that she was a remarkable lady, an iconic figure in pop culture who influenced sexuality, taste in fashion, someone who had a tremendous impact on our society," Playboy founder Hugh Hefner told The Associated Press on Thursday. "She was a very dear person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page mysteriously disappeared from the public eye for decades, during which time she battled mental illness and became a born-again Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After resurfacing in the 1990s, she occasionally granted interviews but refused to allow her picture to be taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want to be photographed in my old age," she told an interviewer in 1998. "I feel the same way with old movie stars. ... It makes me sad. We want to remember them when they were young."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 21st century indeed had people remembering her just as she was. She became the subject of songs, biographies, Web sites, comic books, movies and documentaries. A new generation of fans bought thousands of copies of her photos, and some feminists hailed her as a pioneer of women's liberation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gretchen Mol portrayed her in 2005's "The Notorious Bettie Page" and Paige Richards had the role in 2004's "Bettie Page: Dark Angel." Page herself took part in the 1998 documentary "Betty Page: Pinup Queen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hefner said he last saw Page when he held a screening of "The Notorious Bettie Page" at the Playboy Mansion. He said she objected to the fact that the film referred to her as "notorious," but "we explained to her that it referred to the troubled times she had and was a good way to sell a movie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page's career began one day in October 1950 when she took a respite from her job as a secretary in a New York office for a walk along the beach at Coney Island. An amateur photographer named Jerry Tibbs admired the 27-year-old's firm, curvy body and asked her to pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on the career that followed, she told Playboy in 1998: "I never thought it was shameful. I felt normal. It's just that it was much better than pounding a typewriter eight hours a day, which gets monotonous."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nudity didn't bother her, she said, explaining: "God approves of nudity. Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden, they were naked as jaybirds."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1951, Page fell under the influence of a photographer and his sister who specialized in S&amp;M. They cut her hair into the dark bangs that became her signature and posed her in spiked heels and little else. She was photographed with a whip in her hand, and in one session she was spread-eagled between two trees, her feet dangling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought my arms and legs would come out of their sockets," she said later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moralists denounced the photos as perversion, and Sen. Estes Kefauver of Tennessee, Page's home state, launched a congressional investigation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page quickly retreated from public view, later saying she was hounded by federal agents who waved her nude photos in her face. She also said she believed that, at age 34, her days as "the girl with the perfect figure" were nearly over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She moved to Florida in 1957 and married a much younger man, as an early marriage to her high school sweetheart had ended in divorce. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her second marriage also failed, as did a third, and she suffered a nervous breakdown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1959, she was lying on a sea wall in Key West when she saw a church with a white neon cross on top. She walked inside and became a born-again Christian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After attending Bible school, she wanted to serve as a missionary but was turned down because she had been divorced. Instead, she worked full-time for evangelist Billy Graham's ministry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A move to Southern California in 1979 brought more troubles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was arrested after an altercation with her landlady, and doctors who examined her determined she had acute schizophrenia. She spent 20 months in a state mental hospital in San Bernardino. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fight with another landlord resulted in her arrest, but she was found not guilty because of insanity. She was placed under state supervision for eight years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She had a very turbulent life," Todd Mueller, a family friend and autograph seller, told The Associated Press on Thursday. "She had a temper to her." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mueller said he first met Page after tracking her down in the 1990s and persuaded her to do an autograph signing event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said she was a hit and sold about 3,000 autographs, usually for $200 to $300 each. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eleanor Roosevelt, we got $40 to $50. ... Bettie Page outsells them all," he told The AP last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born April 22, 1923, in Nashville, Tenn., Page said she grew up in a family so poor "we were lucky to get an orange in our Christmas stockings." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family included three boys and three girls, and Page said her father molested all of the girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Pages moved to Houston, her father decided to return to Tennessee and stole a police car for the trip. He was sent to prison, and for a time Betty lived in an orphanage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her teens she acted in high school plays, going on to study drama in New York and win a screen test from 20th Century Fox before her modeling career took off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/23r1h5l.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/6suj9e.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/nvczgy.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2nbsrwk.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/7467611038647922664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/7467611038647922664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/12/1950s-pinup-model-bettie-page-dies-in.html' title='1950s pinup model Bettie Page dies in LA at 85'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SUJ6Khh1LyI/AAAAAAAAAXA/f-7MILfk7jo/s72-c/2413968793_cb56836f26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-7272703665823844790</id><published>2008-12-11T13:37:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:51:23.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG...nELLz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SUFjHTj7MNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/fWTxoqWBOCU/s1600-h/IMG00330%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SUFjHTj7MNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/fWTxoqWBOCU/s200/IMG00330%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278609215416119506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions: once you’ve been tagged, you have to write&lt;br /&gt;a blog with sixteen random things, facts, habits or&lt;br /&gt;goals about you. at the end choose ten people to be tagged,&lt;br /&gt;listing their names and why you chose them. don’t forget to&lt;br /&gt;leave them a comment (“you’re it”) and to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;you can’t tag the person who tagged you. &lt;br /&gt;::: Tagged by mR.OMIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Im 25&lt;br /&gt;2.have a 2 year old daughter&lt;br /&gt;3.verrry anti social&lt;br /&gt;4.size 3 in kicks&lt;br /&gt;5.Is 25% chinese&lt;br /&gt;5.been with only 3 people&lt;br /&gt;6.had 2 boyfriends my whole life....yea yea so that makes one of the people i slept with not my man...smh whatever past is the past lol&lt;br /&gt;7.llll oohh veee eeee blogging!&lt;br /&gt;8.not gay but dont really dont care for men&lt;br /&gt;9.I was only 5 pounds at birth&lt;br /&gt;10.gets panic attacks on airplanes&lt;br /&gt;11.7 tatts&lt;br /&gt;12.engaged&lt;br /&gt;13.want to do pro makeup &lt;br /&gt;14.jamaican &lt;br /&gt;15.lovee taking pics&lt;br /&gt;16.beat the shit outta a girl once in publix at the checkout line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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title='TAG...nELLz'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SUFjHTj7MNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/fWTxoqWBOCU/s72-c/IMG00330%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-7843199771252123090</id><published>2008-12-10T14:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:02:24.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CHAPTER 6 POSTED</title><content type='html'>finally i posted it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.nellzstories.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Good Life"&lt;div 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POSTED'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-767139470681356705</id><published>2008-12-08T14:49:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:20:32.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im so sorry....smh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/ST1_pkzh67I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/e0X43LpZQkY/s1600-h/IMG00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/ST1_pkzh67I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/e0X43LpZQkY/s400/IMG00313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277514690579262386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo imma be real with yall Ivee been sooo damn busy I have not been able to make the changes for my chap 6 for my book "The Good Life". I did not post a chap last week and I do everyweek.... My job is alot right now...and my 2nd job (being a mommy lol) is alsooo alot. My daughter is potty trained now yay! well I will tryyy my best to get that chap up sometime this week... I miss my blog heads I gotta catch up with yall readings!! please forgive me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i did have time to FIND MY BLACK ASS IN A CLUB ON friday and sat so I got my hair done..new look lol....pics &lt;br /&gt;below...xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2ywyafd.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/dlsup5.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2qthkjm.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2py73au.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY DRESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2ishwgh.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2sb79xl.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2dj1mrr.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE OF MY PICS THAT I SEE THE ART IN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/10oll4n.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2qn9y5f.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/1z2hysp.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2uha05w.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-767139470681356705?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/767139470681356705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=767139470681356705' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/767139470681356705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/767139470681356705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-so-sorrysmh.html' title='Im so sorry....smh'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/ST1_pkzh67I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/e0X43LpZQkY/s72-c/IMG00313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-8989070454260563964</id><published>2008-12-04T13:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T14:32:46.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>#1 REASON WHY NOT TO FLIRT!!!</title><content type='html'>#1 REASON WHY NOT TO FLIRT!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple were invited to a swanky Halloween costume party. The wife &lt;br /&gt;got a terrible headache and told her husband to go to the party alone.&lt;br /&gt;He, being a devoted husband, protested, but she argued and said she&lt;br /&gt;was going to take some &lt;br /&gt;aspirin and go to bed and there was no  need&lt;br /&gt;for his good time to be spoiled by not going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he took his costume and away he went. The wife, after sleeping soundly&lt;br /&gt;for about an hour, woke without pain and as it was still early, decided to&lt;br /&gt;go to the party. As her husband didn't know what her costume was, she &lt;br /&gt;thought she would have some fun by watching her husband to see how &lt;br /&gt;he&lt;br /&gt;acted when she was not with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she joined the party and soon spotted her husband in his costume, &lt;br /&gt;cavorting around on the dance floor, with every nice "chick" he could and&lt;br /&gt;copping a little feel here and a little kiss there.. His wife went up to him&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;being a rather seductive babe herself, he left his new partner &lt;br /&gt;high and dry&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;devoted his time to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She let him go as far as he wished, naturally, since he was her husband.&lt;br /&gt;After more drinks he finally he whispered a little proposition in her ear&lt;br /&gt;and she agreed, so off they went to one of the cars and had passionate &lt;br /&gt;intercourse in the back seat. Just before unmasking at midnight, &lt;br /&gt;she&lt;br /&gt;slipped away and went home and put the costume away and got into bed,&lt;br /&gt;wondering what kind of explanation he would make up for his outrageous &lt;br /&gt;behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was sitting up reading when he came in, so she asked what kind of &lt;br /&gt;time he had. "Oh, the same old thing. You know I never have a good time when&lt;br /&gt;you're not there." Then &lt;br /&gt;she asked, "Did you dance much?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied, "I'll tell you, I never even danced one dance. When I got there,&lt;br /&gt;I met&lt;br /&gt;Pete, Bill Brown and some other guys, so we went into the spare room and&lt;br /&gt;played&lt;br /&gt;poker all evening."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You must have looked really silly wearing that costume playing poker &lt;br /&gt;all&lt;br /&gt;night!"&lt;br /&gt;she said with unashamed sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which the husband replied, "Actually, I gave my costume to your BROTHER, &lt;br /&gt;apparently he had the time of his life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO GROSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     &lt;strong&gt;The Man Rules­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 At last a guy has taken the time to write this all down   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Finally , the guys' side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;( I must admit, it's pretty good.) &lt;br /&gt;We always hear " the rules"&lt;br /&gt;From the female side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now here are the rules from the male side.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are our rules!&lt;br /&gt;Please note.. these are all numbered "1 " &lt;br /&gt;ON PURPOSE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.   Men are NOT mind readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Learn to work the toilet seat.&lt;br /&gt;You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down.&lt;br /&gt;We need it up, you need it down.&lt;br /&gt;You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sunday sports It's like the full moon &lt;br /&gt;or the changing of the tides.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shopping is NOT a sport.&lt;br /&gt;And no, we are never going to think of it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Crying is blackmail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ask for what you want. &lt;br /&gt;Let us be clear on this one: &lt;br /&gt;Subtle hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Strong hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Obvious hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Just say it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do.&lt;br /&gt;Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. &lt;br /&gt;In fact, all comments become Null and void after 7 Days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you think you're fat, you probably are.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the   other one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You can either ask us to do something&lt;br /&gt;Or tell us how you want it done. &lt;br /&gt;Not both.&lt;br /&gt;If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings.&lt;br /&gt;Peach, for example, is a fruit, not A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If it itches, it will be scratched.&lt;br /&gt;We do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong. &lt;br /&gt;We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine... Really . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball&lt;br /&gt;or golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You have enough clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You have too many shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am in shape.  Round IS a shape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thank you for reading this.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK NOW THIS IS MORE SERIOUS.... AND I LOVE IT SO MUCH! PLEASE READ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;strong&gt; *A Soulful Relationship*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not married yet, share this with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;If you are married, share it with your spouse or other married&lt;br /&gt;couples.. and reflect on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An African proverb states, "Before you get married,&lt;br /&gt;keep both eyes open, and after you marry, close one eye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you get involved and make a commitment to someone, don't let lust,&lt;br /&gt;desperation, immaturity, ignorance, pressure from others or a low&lt;br /&gt;self-esteem make you blind to warning signs. Keep your eyes open, and don't fool&lt;br /&gt;yourself that you can change someone or that what you see as faults aren't really&lt;br /&gt;important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you decide to commit to someone, over time their&lt;br /&gt;flaws, vulnerabilities, pet peeves, and differences&lt;br /&gt;will become more obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love your mate and want the relationship to grow and evolve,&lt;br /&gt;you've got to learn to close one eye and not let every little thing bother&lt;br /&gt;you. You and your mate have many different expectations, emotional needs,&lt;br /&gt;values, dreams, weaknesses, and strengths. You are two unique individuals&lt;br /&gt;who have decided to share a life together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither of you  are perfect, but are you perfect for each other?&lt;br /&gt;Do you bring out the best of each other? Do you compliment and compromise&lt;br /&gt;with each other, or do you compete, compare, and control? What do you bring&lt;br /&gt;to the relationship? Do you bring past relationships, past hurt, past&lt;br /&gt;mistrust, past pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't take someone to the altar to alter him or&lt;br /&gt;her. You can't make someone love you or make someone&lt;br /&gt;stay. If you develop self-esteem, spiritual discernment, and "a life", you&lt;br /&gt;won't find yourself making someone else responsible for your happiness or&lt;br /&gt;responsible for your pain. Manipulation, control, jealousy, neediness, and selfishness&lt;br /&gt;are not the ingredients of a thriving, healthy, loving and lasting relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeking status, sex, wealth, and security are the&lt;br /&gt;wrong reasons to be in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What keeps a relationship strong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communication, intimacy, trust, a sense of humor, sharing household tasks,&lt;br /&gt;some getaway time without business or children and daily exchanges (a meal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared activity, a hug, a call, a touch, a note). Leave a nice message on&lt;br /&gt;their voice-mail or send a nice email. Sharing common goals and interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growth is important. Grow together, not away from each other, giving&lt;br /&gt;each other space to grow without feeling insecure. Allow your mate to&lt;br /&gt;have outside interests. You can't always be together. Give each other&lt;br /&gt;a sense of belonging and assurances of commitment. Don't try&lt;br /&gt;to control one another. Learn each other's family situation.&lt;br /&gt;Respect his or her parents regardless.&lt;br /&gt;Don't put pressure on each other for material goods.&lt;br /&gt;Remember for richer or for poorer. If these qualities&lt;br /&gt;are missing, the relationship will erode as resentment, withdrawal,&lt;br /&gt;abuse, neglect, dishonesty, and pain replace the passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nurture your mind with great thoughts, for you will never go any higher&lt;br /&gt;than you think."&lt;br /&gt;The grass withers, the flowers fades, but the word of God stands forever.&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 40:8&lt;br /&gt;shall we make a new rule of life from tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Always try to be a little kinder than is necessary. The difference&lt;br /&gt;between 'United' and 'Untied' is where you put the i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take,&lt;br /&gt;but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pleasant words are as a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and health to the bones" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 16:24&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-8989070454260563964?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/8989070454260563964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=8989070454260563964' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/8989070454260563964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/8989070454260563964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/12/1-reason-why-not-to-flirt.html' title='#1 REASON WHY NOT TO FLIRT!!!'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-4311589400684118843</id><published>2008-12-03T15:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T16:07:17.362-05:00</updated><title type='text'>random like a motherfu&amp;*#$</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2q8d65e.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**did you know that 150 people die a year from freaking falling coconuts.....(wtf are you serious?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Butterflies taste with their feet...(wth am i high??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Ducks Quacks dont echo and nobody knows why??? lmao thats something u will never have thought of in ur damn lifetime!!..(I think that somebody prove this one wrong...iono)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**On average 100 people choke a year on pen caps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Elephants are the only animals that cant jump....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Women blink more than men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**A snail can sleep for 3years!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**no word in the English rhymes with month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Our eyes are always the same from birth but our nose and ears never stop growing...gross smh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The electric chair was invented by a dentist....(hmmm ok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Typewriter is the longest word that can be made using the letters only on one row of the keyboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**It is impossible to lick your elbow. (TRY IT!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**It is physically impossible&lt;br /&gt;for pigs to look up into the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Donkeys kill more people annually than plane crashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**You burn more calories sleeping than you do watching television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Oak trees do not produce acorns until they are fifty years of age or older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The first product to have a bar code was Wrigley's gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The king of hearts is the only king without a mustache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**A Boeing 747s wingspan is longer than the Wright brother's first flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**American Airlines saved $40,000 in 1987 by eliminating 1 olive from each salad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;served in first-class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Venus is the only planet that rotates clockwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Apples, not caffeine, are more efficient at waking you up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The plastic things on the end of shoelaces are called aglets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Most dust particles in your house are made from dead skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The first owner of the Marlboro Company died of lung cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Michael Jordan makes more money from Nike annually than all of the Nike factory workers in Malaysia combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/otj79d.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-4311589400684118843?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/4311589400684118843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=4311589400684118843' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/4311589400684118843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/4311589400684118843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-like-motherfu.html' title='random like a motherfu&amp;*#$'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/2q8d65e_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-2961661276460906708</id><published>2008-12-02T14:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T15:48:30.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I the only one?................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/STWN-Nt50WI/AAAAAAAAAT4/bv9viS9L4gg/s1600-h/4178900257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/STWN-Nt50WI/AAAAAAAAAT4/bv9viS9L4gg/s400/4178900257.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275278638508003682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who eats ramen noddle soup dry..like just open up the pack and eat it like its chips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only who lovessss some jungle punch more than any drink out there??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/6fz4fk.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one who use heats up the milk in cereal when its cold out???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may be gross but its good as hell...smh yall should try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this from what woman want blog....FUNNY AS SHIT!! FOR ALL MY JAMROCK PEOPLE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OfwXr3-iX94&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sK_4hiSSt3U&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-2961661276460906708?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/2961661276460906708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=2961661276460906708' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/2961661276460906708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/2961661276460906708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/12/am-i-only-one.html' title='Am I the only one?................'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/STWN-Nt50WI/AAAAAAAAAT4/bv9viS9L4gg/s72-c/4178900257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-3772308580199807860</id><published>2008-12-01T13:40:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:05:19.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5 is posted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/i5vhbq.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         "THE GOOD LIFE" BY JENELL JENKINS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.nellzstories.blogspot.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM REALLY LOVING THE GROUP OF PEOPLE FOLLOWING MY STORY THERE ARE ABOUT 20 OF YALL THAT HAVE BEEN READING FROM THE PREFACE UP TIL CHAP 5 AND I THANK YOU AGAIN. YOUR FEEDBACK MOTIVATES ME AND HELPS ME GET BETTER...SINCE I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO WRITE A BOOK AND IM TERRIBLE WITH THE SPELLINGS AND SUCH HEHE... AND USING THESE SIGNS " " I MEAN IM GETTING THERE....ITS GETTING JUICY NOW AND FOR THOSE WHO HAVE NOT BEEN FOLLOWING I WILL TELL YOU A BIT ABOUT WHATS GOING ON SO FAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS A GIRL NAMED SHANISE AND PEOPLE CALL HER NISE FOR SHORT. SHE IS A SMART ATTRACTIVE GO GETTER TYPE OF GIRL. SHE LIVES IN BROOKLYN AND IS INTO WEARING THE TOP DESIGNER CLOTHES,SHOES ECT. SHE MET A FINE YOUNG MAN NAMED TREVOR AT A CORNER STORE BY HER HOUSE. SO FAR THEY ONLY KNEW EACH OTHER FOR A FEW DAYS SHE IS FEELING HIM FROM HIS NICE TRUCK TO HIS UPBEAT STYLE...THEY KISSED AND HE INVITED HER TO A OPEN MIKE CLUB OUT IN HARLEM SHE ACCPETS HIS INVITE AND GOES. EVERYTHING SEEMS NICE SO FAR UNTIL TREVOR DROPS HER HOME AFTER THE  AFTER PARTY. THE NEXT DAY SHE WAKES UP AND IS SENT TO THE CORNER STORE BY HER JAMAICAN MOTHER. SHE SEES A CRIME SCENCE... NYPD ARE EVERYWHERE AND SAY WITNESSES SAID A ALL BLACK RANGE WAS LAST SEEN AFTER PEOPLE HEARD GUNSHOTS WHICH IS THE SAME TRUCK TREVOR DRIVES...NISE TRIES TO CONTACT TREVOR BUT NO RESPONSE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I POST CHAPTERS ONCE A WEEK...ON FRIDAYS PLEASE FEEL FREE TO LEAVE YOUR COMMENTS GOOD OR BAD...ITS NEEDED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/10zoivl.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2a81cgo.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MAY NOT BE A PHOTOGRAPHER BUT I LOVEEE THE ART IN MY PICTURES....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/jqkgwk.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/6h299x.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/6rt3bk.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2v0hms2.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/6fy26g.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/157dkp.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/ileyyr.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-3772308580199807860?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/3772308580199807860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=3772308580199807860' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/3772308580199807860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/3772308580199807860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/12/chapter-5-is-posted.html' title='Chapter 5 is posted!'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/i5vhbq_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-7100637683755767765</id><published>2008-11-28T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T09:54:15.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Worker dies at Long Island Wal-Mart after being trampled in Black Friday stampede</title><content type='html'>A worker died after being trampled and a woman miscarried when hundreds of shoppers smashed through the doors of a Long Island Wal-Mart Friday morning, witnesses said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unidentified worker, employed as an overnight stock clerk, tried to hold back the unruly crowds just after the Valley Stream store opened at 5 a.m. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witnesses said the surging throngs of shoppers knocked the man down. He fell and was stepped on. As he gasped for air, shoppers ran over and around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He was bum-rushed by 200 people," said Jimmy Overby, 43, a co-worker. "They took the doors off the hinges. He was trampled and killed in front of me. They took me down too...I literally had to fight people off my back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nassau County Police are still investigating and would not confirm the witness accounts. The Medical Examiner will determine the cause of death. Police did say there were several injuries but weren't more specific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica Keyes was among the shoppers. She told the Daily News she saw a woman knocked down just a few feet from the dying worker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When the paramedics came, she said 'I'm pregnant,'" Keyes said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramedics treated the woman inside the store and then, according to Keys, told the woman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's nothing we can do. The baby is gone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before police shut down the store, eager shoppers streamed past emergency crews as they worked furiously to save the store clerk's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They were working on him, but you could see he was dead, said Halcyon Alexander, 29. "People were still coming through."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a few stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They're savages," said shopper Kimberly Cribbs, 27. "It's sad. It's terrible."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-7100637683755767765?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/7100637683755767765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=7100637683755767765' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/7100637683755767765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/7100637683755767765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/11/worker-dies-at-long-island-wal-mart.html' title='Worker dies at Long Island Wal-Mart after being trampled in Black Friday stampede'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-8430106723032730319</id><published>2008-11-26T11:22:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T12:31:22.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>[[Thanksgiving}} smhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/35nd73s.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea its that time of year for me to be depressed again....sigh ME and my family dont talk how we used to..sucks but i guess thats they way it will be...I dont really care to try and reach out anymore to change it. I love them and I know they love me and my lil Nisey of course. It could be my fault or it could be their fault...whatever we get the same answer in the end...we dont talk as much as we did. Well I wish everybody the best for their thanksgiving tomorrow...I will holla at my people to say happy thanksgiving anyway and maybe stop by and visit..Yep im at work..its dumb slow dont know why they have us working..and to make shit worst my hubby works tomrrow...wtf is that about..smhhhhhhhhhh well....im outt god bless Chapter 5 coming fri!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yea well i got some random ass pics below...latas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/30thv0g.png" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/30wwg48.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/dy0i91.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/30loqk7.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/25p236b.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2d99vmo.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2py2lqu.png" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/vowxw0.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/jj07ll.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/15hoqw5.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;PICS FROM MY BEDROOM WINDOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/aw97cz.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2ufvpg9.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/15p0kgl.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2cned76.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-8430106723032730319?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/8430106723032730319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=8430106723032730319' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/8430106723032730319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/8430106723032730319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-smhhh.html' title='[[Thanksgiving}} smhhh'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/35nd73s_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-9154465627612116326</id><published>2008-11-24T15:58:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:54:26.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>xoxo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SSsYIrJ75VI/AAAAAAAAASs/nEZ68crJkwY/s1600-h/SDC10867.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/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SSsYIrJ75VI/AAAAAAAAASs/nEZ68crJkwY/s400/SDC10867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272334326069716306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to thank everybody again who has been reading my chapters and giving advice! It means so much. STay tuned bloggers...Well yea...ITs monday and i hate it...I miss my hubby and my daughter! THose two are my world and I love the vibe on this site its like everybody is just about on the same page. NOthing negative out this site as of now..lol well keep posted guyssss... HAd me a nice rested weekend..My sis and law surprise shower was sat I cant wait to see her son!! god bless sorry so short...I put more into my www.nellzstories.blogspot.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and took IT upon myself to take pics of my fiance WHILE HE WAS SLEEPING...hehe and then my daughter came out her room with my chain on her head and my hat talking bout she a princess....i love them...hehe well pics are below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/344ruhx.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/bipheu.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/332qyvk.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK NOW HE CAUGHT ME...HE WAS MAD..THENNN HE WANTED TO PLAY ALONG..HEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2vipfdu.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2nas282.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2h2gl01.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMM WHAT WAS HE DOING....LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/34tcrnt.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/s1s3k7.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/33ubg28.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HIS SMILE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/4u8cy1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HERE IS PRINCESS NISEY WITH HER HAT AND JEMS...LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2ykas6r.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/6t0os9.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/9154465627612116326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/9154465627612116326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/11/xoxo.html' title='xoxo'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SSsYIrJ75VI/AAAAAAAAASs/nEZ68crJkwY/s72-c/SDC10867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-5513513436970522018</id><published>2008-11-20T11:57:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T13:22:45.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SSWpoWtUfFI/AAAAAAAAARk/KLgJLEpulbQ/s1600-h/IMG00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SSWpoWtUfFI/AAAAAAAAARk/KLgJLEpulbQ/s400/IMG00040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270805449662561362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING WILL WORK UNLESS YOU DO...&lt;br /&gt;MAYA ANGELOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cant paint that picture anymore clear. Buttttt shit I hate working at things sometimes... smh and i hate working in general I wish i had enough bread to just take care of my family...Put my daughter through college...ahh nice...well of course she will be put in college any which way but hell im lazy sometimes...there i said it! LAZY...Laziness may appear attractive and all but work gives satisfaction. &lt;br /&gt;funny because when I really want something...really bad I find myself using less of the word work. I feel like alot of people would be succesful at the end of the road with working but they dont wanna do the job...Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in ugly clothes and looks like work. Some say that im lazy of course and i give up too easy and i failed..smh...I did not fail at all I just found 30,000 ways that won't work. geeezzz well I was feeling blahhh once again.. but just remember everywhere is within walking distance if you have the time to take. god bless blog heads....&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER MY BOOK "THE GOOD LIFE".....I JUST POSTED CHAP 4 CHECK IT OUT TELL ME WHAT YA THINK GOOD OR BAD FEEDBACK IS NEEDED... XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2vkjf6e.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-5513513436970522018?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/5513513436970522018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=5513513436970522018' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/5513513436970522018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/5513513436970522018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/11/nothing-will-work-unless-you-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SSWpoWtUfFI/AAAAAAAAARk/KLgJLEpulbQ/s72-c/IMG00040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-3143937954945094558</id><published>2008-11-11T11:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:01:50.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah, Blah, and Blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2qlfxg4.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/14oc3df.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2v3hvev.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been at a stand still point with my writing...I really dont know what the hell is going on..lol people asking me all the time..."whats on your mind?" what a overstatement... I think alot of shit has been pissing me off..then again little things bother me...Im a very moody person and at times is so strong it overwhelms me. I know at times i come off mean as hell but whatever if u like me enough u will deal with it...wow that was terrible...look im just expressing how i feel a this time..Its mostly because I feel My mind just stopped thinking of things to write...I changed my book alot so Im trying to fit in certain things. Ill be fine soon...just felt I have not wrote in her for a while..dont you just hate when people are sooo nice to you when ur at ur worst like pissed the F*%k off..hehe I mean let me be mad for a sec b4 u throw in ur advice...lmao I wanted to take a walk on my break at work and this annoying ass black guy that works in my building asked if he can walk with me so I told him sure..I love taking walks...especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.That worked..Lord Jesus..help me be pure...wait but not yet. And today I did not want to get up for workk....then I thought Nell dont stay in bed unless u making money in bed...ha and im no slut on the corner so I got my ass up and got ready. The holidays are coming up and I dont wanna be a Grinch that stole Christmas type shit butttt..I just dont feel like seeing all the family members and the long sit down talks about how you should live your life and how its not decent as a female to have so many tatts... I mean happiness to me is having a big loving, caring, closeknit family in another state. Im sure some will agree...lol sorry today is morbid. Im getting married soon..thats a positive in this blog and I cant wait...ive been getting alot of advice from married couples..good and bad. but hey thats whats in everything right..this one man wrote me and said dont be mad if your husband does not talk to you ever in ur marriage..I said why? wtf does that mean..he said he does not want to interrupt you...I laughed. god bless blogheadsss and keep checking out my chapters on www.nellzstories.blogspot.com Chapter 3 coming this week... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I still feel like being a meanie....IF YOUR HEART WAS BROKEN YOU WOULD BE DEAD SO SHUT UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/r89x0l.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2libqev.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/1hukgh.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-3143937954945094558?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/3143937954945094558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=3143937954945094558' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/3143937954945094558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/3143937954945094558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/11/blah-blah-and-blah.html' title='Blah, Blah, and Blah'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/2qlfxg4_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-6787159642426497490</id><published>2008-11-05T11:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T12:44:09.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I came, I saw, I conquered....OBAMA 08...HISTORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SRHasZ8r56I/AAAAAAAAAQU/-C1vRnzEguE/s1600-h/n1z2th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 145px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SRHasZ8r56I/AAAAAAAAAQU/-C1vRnzEguE/s400/n1z2th.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265229895787341730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well Well Well...shit im happy..lol Wow I still cant believe I lived to see history....well of course Ive been around for other things that will be in our children's textbooks but they were not so positive such as 9/11. Congrats America I know this was a good move. Most of the things that we see now like yesterday in the world....had been declared impossible before they were done. When you do the common things in life in an uncommon way like Obama you will command the attention of the world.....clearly proven. And i hope this history will be kind to our future...oh do i hope! We followed the light people which made us leave our old world...well i should say it made us start our departure..hehe. I would not attach to much importance to the negative and ignorant people who dont like this new shine that took place last night...its sad. I just hope we can see all that was said from his mouth that helped alter our decision to lean more to his view..I know it wont take a day but I just hope we see something..some change..I know he feels very good about what he overcame...The greater the difficulty the better the feeling is when accomlished. I know sometimes history never looks like history at time when ur living through it, but i hope this time it willlll.Like our elders always say The man who swims against the stream will always know the strength of it. well blogheads...god bless..see you soon.. I started my short stories also!! check it out negative or postive feedback who cares..it helps!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/fykinl.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-6787159642426497490?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/6787159642426497490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=6787159642426497490' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/6787159642426497490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/6787159642426497490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-came-i-saw-i-conqueredobama-08history.html' title='I came, I saw, I conquered....OBAMA 08...HISTORY'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SRHasZ8r56I/AAAAAAAAAQU/-C1vRnzEguE/s72-c/n1z2th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-773600334026839786</id><published>2008-10-28T13:35:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:53:53.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUST ME...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2nrksj.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2vt6uep.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/r8tvnq.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/14jwahe.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90% of men will go back to wifey,main or whatever name you want to call it if they cheated....i never seen in my lifetime a guy being with that girl they cheated on they main with.......ladies...hoes..tricks..sluts...etc. if your fucking with somebody else man (for one its really indecent)....dont talk shit about the girl with all that blah blah...you look stupid as well...or worst..now im aware that there are all types of different situations but shit imma speak on the main one...A guy with a girl he loves her he cares about her more than any next bitch...but he cheated anyway..lol it happens not to say its ok but hell the shit happens. yea wifey may look stupid through many people eyes..but there is always more to the story that others dont see.. but come on...the other chick was just time spent. Some woman stand by they man...through it all...now if this guy or girl is making the same mistakes and cheating on u every other damn day thats a totally different story. but we all make mistakes...forgiveness is the key. Nowwwwww I forgive but I dont forget.. because there is no revenge so complete as forgiveness. For all the Ladies and men who have been cheated on..it sucks but you will always see if that person is about you or not. Cant explain how but only you will know! :)I think that im a very imaginative person but im very farrrr from  being gullable. Dont get it twisted at all!!  It took me a GOOD minnnnnute to get how i am...as in being warmhearted and being a cool ass wifey... in the begining i use to just say I forgive my man... but I would reheat his sins for breakfast....not cool or ok .. If u say you forgive ur girlfrined or boyfriend dont just make it a statement... Always put urself in they shoes...I know we all did something wrong and wish that other person would forgive you and they dont...but u wish you could let them be in ur brain to see how sorry you really are...(THIS IS FOR REAL PEOPLE NOT THOSE WHO HURT PEOPLE FOR THE HELL OF IT)for those who cannot forgive others....you break the bridge that you must pass yourself....everybody has need to be forgiven. God Bless BLOGHEADS...ITS ALWAYS NICE SEEIN OLD COUPLEs THAT BEEN TOGETHER FOR 62 PLUS YEARS...I WISH MORE PEOPLE WERE LIKE THAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/b7jm10.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAIR ENOUGH RIGHT..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. My lil mama won best costume contest at her school YAY!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/ngszza.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-773600334026839786?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/773600334026839786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=773600334026839786' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/773600334026839786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/773600334026839786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/10/trust-me.html' title='TRUST ME...'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/2nrksj_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-5872272504454110141</id><published>2008-10-24T11:07:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:49:00.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Try not to make this leave a bad taste in your mouth....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SQITqDPU1mI/AAAAAAAAAPs/CW2OFSGC0HI/s1600-h/IMG01047%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SQITqDPU1mI/AAAAAAAAAPs/CW2OFSGC0HI/s400/IMG01047%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260788927867180642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are kinda a broke nation.....everybody is passionate about the election...America is not what it use to be..and im not going to apologize about how I see the world. I think if Obama or McCain wins half of the country will be upset...so the question everybody keeps asking me....if McCain lose will there be riots.....hmm its more of a 50/50 type of thing...Its like ride or die people with whatever the outcome is..Please dont question my tactics..hehe. I mean im utterly excessive with things that I want to talk about and how i feel...serious shit. Of course there are people well aloott of people who dont want Obama to win....Its like they have that guilty pleasure on how they feel..lol. Cast a ballot...vote..ITs a competition so they will both do what they gotta do to be heard or for you to be one with them....which can lead to a few lies but hell...we gotta deal with it on both outcomes...A man does what he must or wants in spite of his personal consequences...in spite of obstacles and dangers and pressures and that is the basis of all human morality. yeaaaa that was a qoute from John F. Kennedy. and i cant help but to agree with that.&lt;br /&gt;America will never seek a permission slip to defend the security of our people. How far is that to being true...its like they show us things that they want us to see...and hide the others bc of the questions that will follow. You ever just sit there and think about all the secrets that we dont know about our presidents and our country shit is crazy. ITs so scary that i quickly chase it out my head the second my brain starts the thinking process. I told myself i would never write about this bc i know alot will not agree and this and that..but hell whatever...TASTE MY THOUGHTS...SWALLOW MY WORDS...AND IF YOU DONT LIKE IT SPIT IT BACK AT ME. I guess for those who dont reach out aggressively may be the ones who are at the bottom of being heard or whatever else. sorry to say but i may be one of those at times...at times I just leave things alone but that does not mean that i dont care of understand it. I mean shit i keep reading between the lines and sometimes i still cant agree..sorry. I guess that person or thing can say to me...I WOULD HAVE ANSWERED YOUR LETTER BUT YOU DID NOT SEND ONE. i would have had to take that for what it was worth without a fight. A little of topic but..umm is it me or am i the only one who thinks something could have been built where the towers fell...iono but sometimes damage done in one year can take 20 years to repair...ughh im having a weird day...things are not working my way and i hate that..selfish..i know. I had this old lady come up to me and tell me ahhh the youthful days.. I was like huh she was like you have so much to learn in this life and asked me if i voted early.. i lied...hehe only because i knew a long asss story would follow and i was not trying to stand around and smell her perfume that smell like she got it at her 10 year bday party. (that was mean sorry) but sometimes when old people speak it is not because of the sweetness of words in their mouths it is because they see or seen something which we do not see. I told her take care..and went back to my desk to type this blog.....Im done...I want to go home and make a nice cup of vanilla chi tea and cuddle with my hubby... god bless blogheads...xoxo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I was listening to the radio and this 22 year old was complaining about how she lives with her parents and they ask her to pay all the bills and what not..i thought that shit was funny...like move ur ass out then..ur 22.. and for the parents..they know alot about PARENTAL PIMPING I SEE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-5872272504454110141?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/5872272504454110141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=5872272504454110141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/5872272504454110141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/5872272504454110141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/10/try-not-to-make-this-leave-bad-taste-in.html' title='Try not to make this leave a bad taste in your mouth....'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SQITqDPU1mI/AAAAAAAAAPs/CW2OFSGC0HI/s72-c/IMG01047%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-5073745208316300175</id><published>2008-10-15T08:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:32:20.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>::Deep Cuts::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SPX9YUssMjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/yR3-ZQNbMo8/s1600-h/33bf020b241199cc0d869de577226d8a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SPX9YUssMjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/yR3-ZQNbMo8/s400/33bf020b241199cc0d869de577226d8a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257386734339764786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea whoever made that one up is going to hell...what a lie. words do hurt...alot... and I dont know one person who would say it never hurt them at least one time in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always knew there was a reason why I did not really care for too many people in my life...most of them are seasonal and a few stick around til the end...NO MATTER WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the relationship I carry with my fiance...Im his bestfriend and he is mine..Im down for him with anything...somebody hurts him I feel like i was his shadow. Things are coming up with us and Im very blessed with that. Now, we are not perfect at all..I know i make mistakes but what would the world be if everybody was perfect. I dont come off to hurt anybody at all...so i think that if people feel that they were betrayed or hurt by another friend..why not use that word we call COMMUNICATION.. thats very important in any kind of friendship...get to the bottom of things and in the end if they still feel they dont want anything to do with that person u can walk away knowing at least u brought it all to the table and there is nothing left to do. To talk to somebody u gotta be ears and mouth not just one...then that turns into a one sided argument. The future comes one day at a time...and u cant change the speed of that...If you don't like something, change it. If you can't change it change your attitude....and don't complain after. Somebody once told me "He that will not apply new remedies must expect new evils". WOw...very true people. I came to alot of points in my life when i had to change just to save or Cherish something I want to keep..and i dont think anything is wrong with a little change...When your through changing..you are THROUGH.. take it for whats it worth...Change is the rhythm of living....Think to the beat! Any change even a change for the best is always followed by drawbacks and discomforts. We all have big changes in our lives that are more or less a second chance....So go for it.. god bless and for the friends I lost...I wish you the best in Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Onnn another noteee here are some pics for the photoshooottt enjoy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/euhdp4.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2czsj1f.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/21k01o8.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-5073745208316300175?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/5073745208316300175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=5073745208316300175' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/5073745208316300175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/5073745208316300175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/10/deep-cuts.html' title='::Deep Cuts::'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SPX9YUssMjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/yR3-ZQNbMo8/s72-c/33bf020b241199cc0d869de577226d8a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-5313287829966358407</id><published>2008-10-06T12:24:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:31:22.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>::SQD::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SOpzDF5q9mI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Ftje3eQqiIE/s1600-h/l_818f8680d504414497f2efeba802724b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SOpzDF5q9mI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Ftje3eQqiIE/s320/l_818f8680d504414497f2efeba802724b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254138412241974882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squad deep....its like sumn u neva heard......There is nothing negative about the name Squad Deep. We are known from all aspects of promotions such as Clubs, Magazines, Energy Drinks, Clothing, Artist, and The Street Team. I am the Secretary for the company and I help out with organizing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just did a squad deep photo shoot, its the 3rd official one now The pictures were taking by Ian Designs and James p.they are UNTOUCHABLE..... And it was my 1st time behind the camera..I love to take pics overall but I was soo nervous the 1st few takes I was shaking but got into it and I feel I did great. I took some with my homie NANA and my fiance David. They are the models but I jumped in lmao.&lt;strong&gt;those pics are coming soon.. and more info about SQUAD DEEP..Business as Usual....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT TO MY HOMEGIRL KEVA, SHE JUST DID HER FASHION SHOW IN MIAMI THIS LAST WEEKEND!! IT WAS GREAT PICS BELOWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/juvkw7.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/11rypvl.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/ac4mzp.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/dlqoab.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/14in38m.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/16gwguf.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/148kjef.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/o7m7aw.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/33y2k5z.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/apjrea.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/nvax4j.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE DESIGNS ALL OF THE CLOTHES YOU SEEN IN THE PICS....KEVA BY KEVA J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/iyewdd.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes alot to express your dreams to somebody else. Is like thinking....damn what will they think or say? Is it too out this world what I want to begin...crazyy.. If you take responsibility of yourself and actions you will develop some kind of motivation to overcome your dreams. Just believe in yourself and when that takes place all of those questions that will be asked 2morrow will be answered today. Stand up for what u believe in and for respect and freedom of what you will display in a business or just in general. geezzz today is monday and i hate mondaysss :( well enjoy the pics!! the pics from the shoot will be up soon...God Bless &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/30myhoo.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/121x5ap.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2d6s1ec.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/vpyazp.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/f4eiyv.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2dtwrbp.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2yzbtvq.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-5313287829966358407?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/5313287829966358407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=5313287829966358407' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/5313287829966358407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/5313287829966358407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/10/squad-deep.html' title='::SQD::'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SOpzDF5q9mI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Ftje3eQqiIE/s72-c/l_818f8680d504414497f2efeba802724b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-8896470513122341017</id><published>2008-09-16T11:35:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T13:30:26.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>::Been Missing::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SM_Y5B0nKiI/AAAAAAAAAME/0tT_ae2wbl0/s1600-h/IMG00784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SM_Y5B0nKiI/AAAAAAAAAME/0tT_ae2wbl0/s400/IMG00784.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246650565163166242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geezz I have not wrote in here for a while...Im sorry ive been going through alot of personal things. Well I really wish I could just write everything that has been on my mind since then but that would be a long ass blog that you would read half way and be like yea yea...lol. Well I learned since ive been away that I need to have more faith in things. I have not been praying every night like i should..but that will change.Faith has to do with things that are not seen and hope with things that are not at hand. They say Your faithfulness makes you trustworthy to God....i know he wont give me something i cant handle but i do wish he did not trust me so much. I think everyone has a different definition for faith....but most overall just say faith is not worrying. Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother... I was at that point for a good time...I feel everybody should be honest about how they feel and not act like shit is all good all the time..like I LOVE MY LIFE or MY LIFE IS SO PERFECT..hehe not even rich folks feel that at all times..i feel its just a front but thats just me... now dont get me wrong I do value and care about my life but shit negative things come about on occasions..But the certain situations that came about with me taking this time off was a lot of stress and downtime...I had to take faith one step at a time...I did not have to see the whole staircase but I had to take that 1st step. This word FAITH means so much more to me now..and It help me get through what I needed to overcome...Its like it has enough light for those who want to believe and enough shawdows to blind those who dont.... Imma leave it at that...If we all believe alot can change in this world...shit we cant even control a classroom full of people so it seems hard to get arcoss to everybody about this..but it can be done!!! Love u guys!! xoxo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I got my 5th tattoo the other day..many more to come and my hubby got some more also...damn he is hella sexi...hmmm ok..god bless blogheads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/znk0so.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-8896470513122341017?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/8896470513122341017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=8896470513122341017' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/8896470513122341017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/8896470513122341017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/09/been-missing.html' title='::Been Missing::'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SM_Y5B0nKiI/AAAAAAAAAME/0tT_ae2wbl0/s72-c/IMG00784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-5257931333402654521</id><published>2008-08-13T14:12:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T12:50:20.507-04:00</updated><title type='text'>{{A little of this....little of that}}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SKRP7j5wVCI/AAAAAAAAALM/_9DMPdM22_8/s1600-h/IMG00665%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SKRP7j5wVCI/AAAAAAAAALM/_9DMPdM22_8/s320/IMG00665%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234396551579718690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~What Happens when we reach a peak with oil~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm well that means the end of cheap oil..hahhaha..not very funny but true. &lt;br /&gt;and the peak basically means that the maximum rate of global petroleum extraction is reached. and after the rate of production enters terminal decline. Guess we should have never laughed at M.King Hubbert..he used his theory in 1956 to accurately predict that United States oil production would peak between 1965 and 1970.His logistic model, now called Hubbert peak theory, has since been used to predict with reasonable accuracy the peak and decline of petroleum production of many countries, and has also proved useful in other limited-resource production-domains. According to the Hubbert model, the production rate of a limited resource will follow a roughly symmetrical bell-shaped curve based on the limits of exploitability and market pressures. Various modified versions of his original logistic model are used, using more complex functions to allow for real world factors. While each version is applied to a specific domain, the central features of the Hubbert curve (that production stops rising, flattens and then declines) remain unchanged, albeit with different profiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONNNN ANOTHER NOTE...WAR IS EXPENSIVE, PEACE IS PRICELESS&lt;br /&gt;PEACE NEEDS TO BE IN RUSSIA...AND GEORGIA RIP TO THE PEOPLE WHO DIED FROM THIS CRISIS!! ITS SOOO SAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smhhh We curse the Russians for the move into Georgia yet we do the same thing in Iraq. Granted that Saddam needed to be dealt with and the move into Georgia seems to be unwarranted however people are missing the obvious. &lt;br /&gt;The situation in Georgia and Iraq are exactly the same thing. It is not about power or conquering or humanitarian issues it is about OIL!&lt;br /&gt;The idea of Russia flexing its muscle in Georgia is nothing more than a test to see how difficult it is for Russia to quickly control the pipeline to the Caspian Sea. This action is not as dramatic as the US invading Iraq to overthrow the government and install a new government that would be friendly to the US so we can control the oil in that region.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone thinks that we went to IRAQ for any other reason than OIL is in denial and/or just plain dumb. Does anyone see things as they really are or are we just turning a blind eye? &lt;br /&gt;Face it America, as the supply of crude dwindles we will see war breaking out in all regions where the oil is plentiful. The governments of the world will project many other reasons for taking action but the reality of any future military actions will boil down to control over the worlds energy supply. The move into IRAQ and AFGANISTAN is nothing more than a strategic move by the US to gain some significant presence in that region of the world. Just in case the need to conquer oil resources arises.&lt;br /&gt;IRAQ is what I find so amazing. The Bush administration sent our children to die for the sake of OIL! Pure and simple. We all know this is a fact when we look close at the situation however the talking heads in the government and the news media seem to never mention the reality of what is really going on. You hear this in whispers at Starbucks, restaurants and grocery stores by ordinary people that have eyes, ears and a brain. There were no weapons of mass destruction. SADDAM was a nebbish. We could have assassinated him without the need to invade. It was about OIL!&lt;br /&gt;The United States of America and Russia will be fighting over the OIL globally like a game of RISK until all the armies and gone and some one has it all. At some point it will go nuclear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think the world should think very carefully about what is going on here,” Saakashvili said. “We need to stop everything that can be stopped now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the economy shedding jobs and unemployment rising, it’s a tough time to ask for a raise. That means that unless your paycheck is growing by 5 percent a year – you’re actually taking a pay cut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Higher inflation also is cutting incomes for retirees living off their savings, and it’s chipping away at the nest eggs of those who hope to retire some day. Savings invested today in a safe 10-year Treasury note are returning about 4 percent which becomes less than 3 percent after taxes. Factor in a 5 percent inflation rate, and those T-notes are shrinking by more than 2 percent a year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. ok this has shit to do with what i just talked about but damn.....the taste is out of this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/6nzehc.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-5257931333402654521?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/5257931333402654521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=5257931333402654521' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/5257931333402654521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/5257931333402654521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-of-thislittle-of-that.html' title='{{A little of this....little of that}}'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SKRP7j5wVCI/AAAAAAAAALM/_9DMPdM22_8/s72-c/IMG00665%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-8177001309088274072</id><published>2008-07-29T15:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T13:15:31.269-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As for black people who like to complain about slavery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SJCheiUROHI/AAAAAAAAAK0/gYL2qusy0As/s1600-h/newnew.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SJCheiUROHI/AAAAAAAAAK0/gYL2qusy0As/s320/newnew.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228856713357113458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for black people who like to complain about slavery and how bad their ancestors were treated, they should remember that thousands of good people of all other races stood up and died to set their ancestors free.  Some slaves were white!  The next thing they should consider is the fact they most likely wouldn't be alive if their ancestors had been left in Africa.  Stop complaining about the past and do something to help the future go the right direction.  There's been enough violence and bloodshed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~BILL C.~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're standing on the corner and they can't speak English.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even talk the way these people talk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you ain't,&lt;br /&gt;Where you is,&lt;br /&gt;What he drive,&lt;br /&gt;Where he stay,&lt;br /&gt;Where he work,&lt;br /&gt;Who you be... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I blamed the kid until I heard the mother talk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I heard the father talk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows it's important to speak English &lt;br /&gt;except these knuckleheads. You can't be a doctor &lt;br /&gt;with that kind of crap coming out of your mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact you will never get any kind of job making a decent living. People marched and were hit in the face with rocks to get an education, and now we've got these knuckleheads walking around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lower economic people are not holding up their end in this deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people are not parenting. They are buying things for kids. $500 sneakers for what ? ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they won't spend $200 for Hooked on Phonics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am talking about these people who cry when their son is standing there in an orange suit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when he was 2 ? ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when he was 12 ? ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when he was 18 and how come you didn't know that he had a pistol ? ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where is the father ? ? Or who is his father ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People putting their clothes on backward: Isn't that a sign of something gone wrong? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People with their hats on backward, pants down around the crack, isn't that a sign of something ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or are you waiting for Jesus to pull his pants up ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it a sign of something when she has her dress all the way up and got all type of needles [piercing] going through her body? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What part of Africa did this come from?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not Africans. Those people are not Africans; they don't know a thing about Africa .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With names like Shaniqua, Taliqua and Mohammed and all of that crap, and all of them are in jail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown or black versus the Board of Education is no longer the white person's problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have got to take the neighborhood back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People used to be ashamed. Today a woman has eight children with eight different 'husbands' -- or men or whatever you call them now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have millionaire football players who cannot read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have million-dollar basketball players who can't write two paragraphs We, as black folks have to do a better job. Someone working at Wal-Mart with seven kids, you are hurting us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to start holding each other to a higher standard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot blame the white people any longer."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-8177001309088274072?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/8177001309088274072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=8177001309088274072' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/8177001309088274072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/8177001309088274072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-for-black-people-who-like-to.html' title='As for black people who like to complain about slavery'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SJCheiUROHI/AAAAAAAAAK0/gYL2qusy0As/s72-c/newnew.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-7017882571049614755</id><published>2008-07-29T10:47:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T11:39:56.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>::25th Birthday::   7~30~83</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SI84iigd5kI/AAAAAAAAAJE/l74PQMfA0O4/s1600-h/newnelly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SI84iigd5kI/AAAAAAAAAJE/l74PQMfA0O4/s320/newnelly.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228459858430125634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm Yea im getting old..hehe yea each year I get older I lose interest in bdays....well since im not 10 anymore i guess thats normal. Well on my bday I will be packing up my house to get ready for this big move. Dont u remember when u was young and u was so damn crunk that ur bday was coming, and u had that one aunt or uncle that would come to you on ur bday and ask what you want and you tell them then they talking about ok ill get that for you next bday....yeaahhh im pretty sure I wont want that anymore a year from now buddy..smhh, yet you love them anyway. I feel ur not old until regrets takes place of dreams...I stand for freedom of expression doing what I believe in and going after my dreams, if they are good ones!!! &lt;br /&gt;Whoever looks outside, is dreaming.....and whoever looks inside is awake. I dont really think all dreams come true...even on your bday bc..hold on let me..let me check my bank account(slow ass computer lol).......yeaaa there are no 6 figures in there at all! so living in dreams of yesterday we find ourselves still dreaming of impossible future shit! Anyhoot im know im to old to be requesting gifts and things but I would really love a vintage flim camera to finish my collections of photos! I took a few of my daughter...yea she is my Guinea pig..tell me what u think.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/35n7ejt.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2csc1t5.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2im96c2.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2zjji1l.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/24cz5sp.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/ve6q1h.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-7017882571049614755?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/7017882571049614755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=7017882571049614755' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/7017882571049614755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/7017882571049614755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/07/25th-birthday-73083.html' title='::25th Birthday::   7~30~83'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SI84iigd5kI/AAAAAAAAAJE/l74PQMfA0O4/s72-c/newnelly.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-8768791703547561266</id><published>2008-07-24T17:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T15:24:02.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rules To Live By – thanks RENO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SIomrBbBSHI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZpxwHAXy2Io/s1600-h/newnellz222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SIomrBbBSHI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZpxwHAXy2Io/s320/newnellz222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227032838074878066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't worry about what people think, they don't do it very often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Going to church doesn't make you a Christian anymore than standing in a garage makes you a car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you must choose between two evils, pick the one you've never tried before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My idea of housework is to sweep the room with a glance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Not one shred of evidence supports the notion that life is serious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A person, who is nice to you, but rude to the waiter, is not a nice person. (This is very important. Pay attention! It never fails.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. For every action, there is an equal and opposite government program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you look like your passport picture, you probably need the trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Bills travel through the mail at twice the speed of checks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A conscience is what hurts when all of your other parts feel so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Eat well, stay fit, die anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Men are from earth. Women are from earth. Deal with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. No man has ever been shot while doing the dishes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. A balanced diet is a cookie in each hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Middle age is when broadness of the mind and narrowness of the waist change places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Opportunities always look bigger going than coming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Junk is something you've kept for years and throw away three weeks before you need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. There is always one more imbecile than you counted on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Experience is a wonderful thing. It enables you to recognize a mistake when you make it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. By the time you can make ends meet, they move the ends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Thou shalt not weigh more than thy refrigerator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Someone who thinks logically provides a nice contrast to the real world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. It ain't the jeans that make your butt look fat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. If you had to identify, in one word, the reason why the human race has not achieved, and never will achieve, its full potential, that word would be "meetings." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. People who want to share their religious views with you almost never want you to share yours with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. You should not confuse your career with your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Never lick a steak knife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. The most destructive force in the universe is gossip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. You will never find anybody who can give you a clear and compelling reason why we observe daylight savings time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. You should never say anything to a woman that even remotely suggests that you think she's pregnant unless you can see an actual baby emerging from her at that moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. There comes a time when you should stop expecting other people to make a big deal about your birthday. That time is age eleven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. The one thing that unites all human beings, regardless of age, gender, religion, economic status or ethnic background, is that, deep down inside, we ALL believe that we are above average drivers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Your friends love you anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Thought for the day: Never be afraid to try something new. Remember that a lone amateur built the Ark. A large group of professionals built the Titanic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-8768791703547561266?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/8768791703547561266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=8768791703547561266' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/8768791703547561266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/8768791703547561266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/07/rules-to-live-by-thanks-reno.html' title='Rules To Live By – thanks RENO'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SIomrBbBSHI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZpxwHAXy2Io/s72-c/newnellz222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-717543558859128058</id><published>2008-07-24T11:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T14:33:17.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alot of things going on.....  ::sigh::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SIjKhDM9oQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/J912DefX_Yg/s1600-h/flyerback1copy%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SIjKhDM9oQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/J912DefX_Yg/s400/flyerback1copy%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226650036707631362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEllo blogheads....geez alot has been going on, My 25th birthday is on the 30th but this sat im celebrating it at a club called Brasas Lounge!!!! And we are moving next week thank god!! We are moving into a nice condo in coral springs. With all the stress and getting things together brings alot of attention to some things that needs to be cleared up when we move into this new place I want to really spend more extra time with my daughter even though we do that already...u can never spend too much i guess. I would really like to start taking my street photos so i can put it in my scrap book and send off to photo books. One of my pics i took and submitted already is in a photo book sold at barnes and noble and little novelty shops. I label my pic "my Little Family" which is me, my fiance, and my daughter. I did not get paid for it but i dont care.. Its in a book!! To be an artist does not only mean a painter or somebody who draws etc.... I feel I can become one with the art of my pictures. I always feel the desire to look for the extraordinary in ordinary little things.. like a simple picture can tell so much. The challenge for me has been to see things as they are....a portrait, a city street, or a bouncing ball. I want to be objective in a way. Photographs help people see. Pictures produces pleasure by simplicity. You can see something special and show it to the camera. A picture is made and resting and at any moment it is held until someone sees it. Then it is theirs. lol I would also say that there are 2 people in the picture. that's the person looking at the pic and the person who took it... well enough about the things i love!!! Eureka!!! I freaking found the 5 dollars I lost...sorry anyhoot will have new pics of the house coming soon! cant wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-717543558859128058?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/717543558859128058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=717543558859128058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/717543558859128058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/717543558859128058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/07/alot-of-things-going-on-sigh.html' title='Alot of things going on.....  ::sigh::'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SIjKhDM9oQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/J912DefX_Yg/s72-c/flyerback1copy%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-3098533081160715354</id><published>2008-07-10T16:45:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:56:58.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>{Reality is a slap in the face}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/311ro5f.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/289ru8.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm reality makes me mad at times..lol Im going through alot of shit right now and Im sitting here thinking of all this mess that i wish could or would happen...then reality nicely taps me on the shoulder and pops that comic strip cloud like shape from above my head.....&lt;br /&gt;it can be a good thing and a bad thing... with it being good it opens up your eyes when you felt you was walking with them closed..it shows you what you already know...but you seem to act brand new like you dont..it keeps us in a state of mind and i know it has complete control. on the negative side reality breaks hearts..lol 4real yo it and souls. it destroys dreams and hopes..i know my dreams sometimes overtake reality but thats under my control... the shit aint fair and reality sure as hell dont care!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-3098533081160715354?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/3098533081160715354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=3098533081160715354' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/3098533081160715354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/3098533081160715354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/07/reality-is-slap-in-face.html' title='{Reality is a slap in the face}'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i33.tinypic.com/311ro5f_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-2276991020891765883</id><published>2008-07-09T16:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T16:50:30.638-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf?! where did this come from?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SHUgShYAXeI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_OsoYF8WwJs/s1600-h/33c9eft_th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SHUgShYAXeI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_OsoYF8WwJs/s400/33c9eft_th.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221114845574749666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask.... I was just thinking about how much I loved bobby mom accent it was so cute...."dont cha know"...ok im going back to work!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back with more "wtf(where the f&amp;*k) did this come from)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2aill48.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/29cq6c5.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/euivrm.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/11118jd.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/x5thd5.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/23wr9f4.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-2276991020891765883?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/2276991020891765883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=2276991020891765883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/2276991020891765883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/2276991020891765883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/07/wtf-where-did-this-come-from.html' title='wtf?! where did this come from?'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SHUgShYAXeI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_OsoYF8WwJs/s72-c/33c9eft_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-896693884599953441</id><published>2008-07-08T08:56:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T17:38:46.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Of Pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SHTKv6Y924I/AAAAAAAAAF0/iRYoJ7Ecqdk/s1600-h/vintage+camrea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SHTKv6Y924I/AAAAAAAAAF0/iRYoJ7Ecqdk/s320/vintage+camrea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221020792505883522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t verbalize the internal meaning of pictures whatsoever....I would love to make a photograph that would be the equivalent of what I saw and felt..word..Pressing the shutter button is only the very beginning..the whole feeling of great pic of course comes from the camera and the person behind it. The older camera with the flim are ok but its nothing compared to digital... it is flat and needs life...if you look at a old picture from high school or middle school and hold it up to a digital picture You can tell the difference from the fine coloring to the dull lifeless shot, its not reality at all or what the eyes can see. I feel its unadjusted and has no emotions attached to it and that's not what the photo taker is trying to make you see!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/34gosqq.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/28mftbo.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2vs2tg2.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/vec96u.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2vubudv.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/219b0v8.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2dltzwk.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2vv8l95.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2yvqbkz.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/28teryo.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/x5vber.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2vxg02v.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/16lcrco.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/ml372f.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/nyfxht.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-896693884599953441?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/896693884599953441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=896693884599953441' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/896693884599953441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/896693884599953441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-cant-verbalize-internal-meaning-of.html' title='Art Of Pictures...'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SHTKv6Y924I/AAAAAAAAAF0/iRYoJ7Ecqdk/s72-c/vintage+camrea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-2527379552110583307</id><published>2008-07-07T16:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T17:10:07.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>reMIX....</title><content type='html'>I believe that everything that you do bad comes back to you. So everything that I do that's bad, I'm going to suffer from it. But in my mind I believe what I'm doing is right. So I feel like I'm going to heaven.Or something to that nature...I feel that god got his hands on me and guides me through life to put me where I'm supposed to be.....we say he does that but why do I end up being guided to bad situations and then i feel the empty spot in my palm where a hand once was..and shit like that..smhhhh. These so called people that we look up to should not be on that high step above our heads..I think they should be called an angel with broken wings. We all are societies children...this is how they made us...and now when some want to open their mouth and speak they dont wanna hear shit..Thank you America we were made by you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Blogs are not for everyone. It's only for the Strong-willed,not absent minded!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-2527379552110583307?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/2527379552110583307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=2527379552110583307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/2527379552110583307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/2527379552110583307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/07/remix.html' title='reMIX....'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-9084037319679588422</id><published>2008-07-07T16:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T16:11:24.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>{{{{Liberty Needs Glasses }}}}</title><content type='html'>excuse me but lady liberty needs glasses&lt;br /&gt;and so does mrs justice by her side&lt;br /&gt;both the broads r blind as bats&lt;br /&gt;stumbling thru the system&lt;br /&gt;justice bumbed into mutulu and&lt;br /&gt;trippin on geronimo pratt&lt;br /&gt;but stepped right over oliver&lt;br /&gt;and his crooked partner ronnie&lt;br /&gt;justice stubbed her big toe on mandela&lt;br /&gt;and liberty was misquoted by the indians&lt;br /&gt;slavery was a learning phase&lt;br /&gt;forgotten with out a verdict&lt;br /&gt;while justice is on a rampage&lt;br /&gt;4 endangered surviving black males&lt;br /&gt;i mean really if anyone really valued life&lt;br /&gt;and cared about the masses&lt;br /&gt;theyd take em both 2 pen optical&lt;br /&gt;and get 2 pair of glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was his words not heard long before his fate??? A young heart with an old soul!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I'm aloneI Cry,Cause I am on my own.&lt;br /&gt;The tears I cry are bitter and warm.&lt;br /&gt;They flow with life but take no form&lt;br /&gt;I Cry because my heart is torn.&lt;br /&gt;I find it difficult to carry on. &lt;br /&gt;If I had an ear to confiding,&lt;br /&gt;I would cry among my treasured friend,&lt;br /&gt;but who do you know that stops that long,&lt;br /&gt;to help another carry on.&lt;br /&gt;The world moves fast and it would rather pass by.&lt;br /&gt;Then to stop and see what makes one cry,&lt;br /&gt;so painful and sad. &lt;br /&gt;And sometimes...I Cry and no one cares about why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-9084037319679588422?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/9084037319679588422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=9084037319679588422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/9084037319679588422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/9084037319679588422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/07/liberty-needs-glasses.html' title='{{{{Liberty Needs Glasses }}}}'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-2215834137714073242</id><published>2008-07-07T10:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T12:53:19.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture my Pain.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SHJJYiQvdhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/-bf6A1Lh8tA/s1600-h/IMG00284%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SHJJYiQvdhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/-bf6A1Lh8tA/s320/IMG00284%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220315603938539026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect and true&lt;br /&gt;Pure in all your ways&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, there is none else like you, no one like you&lt;br /&gt;And all these things keep me in awe of you&lt;br /&gt;i'm sooo overwhelmed that you would call me friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peep me I take this shit deeply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres gonna be some stuff that your gonna see &lt;br /&gt;That's gonna make it hard to smile in the future &lt;br /&gt;But whatever you see through all the rain and pain &lt;br /&gt;You gotta keep a sense of humor &lt;br /&gt;Gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit &lt;br /&gt;Remember that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~~ Just keep ya head up ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was Born with less but Im still precious!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and I Look back on childhood memories &lt;br /&gt;And I'm still feelin' the pain &lt;br /&gt;If you dont have a focused life it will drive you insane...&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the world...well sometimes lol &lt;br /&gt;sick of all the Un-answered questions that keep us all stressin &lt;br /&gt;Will I be smothered by my own pain? &lt;br /&gt;Strange wisdoms...Lost and crazy...Scared to drop a seed &lt;br /&gt;Hopin I ain't cursed my baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Picture my pain&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Embrace my words &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make the world change &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still I smile &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2Pac...I wish people understood him better....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-2215834137714073242?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/2215834137714073242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=2215834137714073242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/2215834137714073242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/2215834137714073242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/07/picture-my-pain.html' title='Picture my Pain.....'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SHJJYiQvdhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/-bf6A1Lh8tA/s72-c/IMG00284%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-7353090501845476138</id><published>2008-07-03T15:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T13:51:21.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>~Happy 4th of July Blogheads!!!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SHJXkGhG1AI/AAAAAAAAAFk/r5kWnuoJEbE/s1600-h/IMG00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SHJXkGhG1AI/AAAAAAAAAFk/r5kWnuoJEbE/s320/IMG00318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220331195812205570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so happy that I have a 3 day weekend...Just got better from a bad tummy flu..smh anyway im not just happy that it a 3 day weekend...ha! but i also am aware of this monumental occasion in American history. To be honest Thats not the 1st thing that comes to mind when july 4th rolls around...I dont think thats sad do you?.lol. I know it has something to do with the America getting split from Britain's rule and the beginning of the american revolution and ahh the freaking declaration of independance was signed on that day...I guess I would know more if i went to school in Philly!! {{that was a joke}} Well i cant wait to get off....We might take nisey to the beach to see the fireworks...that would be another nice experience for her. One of my friends gave birth this week and I loveee babies!! Its such a blessing for a woman to give birth and the kids are born into this world not aware of the negative things.. and they will have alot of experience to gain. I think good judgement comes from experience but most of the time experience comes from bad judgement...amen! You can tell your kids so much info that it fills their head, but what is all that worth without experience...word of the day!!!! hahahaha. When i was young my people told me alot of shit...and it made sense at that time i just did not care enough to understand the real meaning.....you will never fully understand certain things til your in the shoes of that situation...you feel me? the years teach us alot that the days never knew! I hope everybody is safe this weekend and enjoy!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/11qhly1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-7353090501845476138?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/7353090501845476138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=7353090501845476138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/7353090501845476138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/7353090501845476138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july-blogheads.html' title='~Happy 4th of July Blogheads!!!~'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SHJXkGhG1AI/AAAAAAAAAFk/r5kWnuoJEbE/s72-c/IMG00318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-8235596977706180078</id><published>2008-07-03T13:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T12:35:16.655-04:00</updated><title type='text'>{{{Why, Why, and Why again}}}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SG0YcZwtBQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sGY0AsTO590/s1600-h/IMG00256%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SG0YcZwtBQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sGY0AsTO590/s200/IMG00256%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218854419422840066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are getting dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do banks charge a fee on "insufficient funds" when they know there is not enough money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does someone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose idea was it to put an "S" in the word "lisp"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If people evolved from apes, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are there still apes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that no matter what color bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there ever a day that mattresses &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are not on sale?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuum cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give the vacuum one more chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that no plastic bag will open from the end on your first try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping cart then apologizes for doing so, why do we say, "It's all right?" Well, it isn't all right, so why don't we say, "That really hurt, why don't you watch where you're going?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that's falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come you never hear father-in-law jokes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brunette arrives at a stockyard, inspects a bull, and decides she&lt;br /&gt;wants to buy it. The man tells her that he will sell it for $599, no&lt;br /&gt;less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After paying him, she drives to the nearest town to send her sister a&lt;br /&gt;telegram to tell her the news. She walks into the telegraph office, and&lt;br /&gt;says, 'I want to send a telegram to my sister telling her that I've&lt;br /&gt;bought a bull for our ranch. I need her to hitch the trailer to our&lt;br /&gt;pickup truck and drive out here so we can haul it home.'  The telegraph&lt;br /&gt;operator explains that he'll be glad to help her, and then adds, 'It's&lt;br /&gt;just 99 cents a word.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after paying for the bull, the brunette only has $1 left. She&lt;br /&gt;realizes that she'll only be able to send her sister one word. After a&lt;br /&gt;few minutes of thinking, she nods and says, 'I want you to send her the&lt;br /&gt;word ' comfortable'.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The operator shakes his head. 'How is she ever going to know that you&lt;br /&gt;want her to hitch the trailer to your pickup truck and drive out here to&lt;br /&gt;haul that bull back to your ranch if you send her just the word&lt;br /&gt;'comfortable'?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brunette explains, 'My sister's blonde. The word's big. She'll read&lt;br /&gt;it very slowly ........... &lt;br /&gt;com-for-da-bull'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-8235596977706180078?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/8235596977706180078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=8235596977706180078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/8235596977706180078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/8235596977706180078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-why-and-why-again.html' title='{{{Why, Why, and Why again}}}'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SG0YcZwtBQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sGY0AsTO590/s72-c/IMG00256%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-6614188499104644457</id><published>2008-06-26T13:31:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T17:11:22.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>~JAMAICA, MY HOME~     *OLYMPICS*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SG0VmXkP2jI/AAAAAAAAAEU/oScgoxRO_po/s1600-h/sideme.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SG0VmXkP2jI/AAAAAAAAAEU/oScgoxRO_po/s200/sideme.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218851292097534514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its nice that five of the eight finalists were Jamaican by birth or descent. Hottt I rep my country to the max of course...obviously im from Jamaica...My mother chinese Jamaican. My Father full blown Jamaican....So now my daughter is american.jamaican.trini.chinses (trini because of her father) a little of everything..lol&lt;br /&gt;.... dont you just hate stupid people who say things that they dont have a clue about i lost count of how many stupid questions people use to ask me about Jamaicans when i was younger..like elll why do you guys eat goat? or why yall chicken green?.....smhh but then again If there are no stupid questions, then what kind of questions do stupid people ask? Do they get smart just in time to ask questions? I mean...come on....stupid people make me mad...just think logical please u feel me... being a smartie or a genius ain't anything more than elegant common sense!!!!! but i guess common sense aint so common...Is it safe to say I not only use all the brains that I have but all that I can borrow...well I think its safe and real shit! Wisdom begins at the end....It took me awhile to understand things and to speak my mind....i never use to do that and people assume that i had no sense in my head...its funny how people or FAMILY think they know you or think less of you until you open your mouth and utter one word! smhh When I look life in the face...which i turned away from for a number of years it told me the truth and for this fair exchange was my youth.......somebody told me that the only true wisdom is knowing you know nothing at all...I laughed. Read this artical below...enjoy the pics..keep post god bless!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/f0srk6.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asafa Powell, until recently the World's Fastest Man, isn't even the fastest man on his island now. That's what happens when you're a Jamaican sprinter: No matter how fast you are, there's some kid running uphill in the Blue Mountains, training on the spectacular beaches, hungry to replace you as the next national hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usain Bolt, 21 and six-foot-five, last month ran 100 meters in 9.72 seconds, breaking Powell's world record of 9.74 set in September 2007. Powell and Bolt hold seven of the 10 fastest recognized times over 100 meters. This weekend, they go head-to-head for the first time at that distance at the Jamaican Olympic Track and Field Trials in Kingston. It promises to be a sizzling showdown, one that has drawn media-credential requests from England, the United States, Japan, Italy, France, and all over the Caribbean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost as if the Beijing Olympic organizers should cancel the 100-meter men's final, pay for the United States' Tyson Gay to fly to Jamaica and award the Olympic gold medal there this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powell added a spark to the race when he said on Sunday: ``Bolt is my main rival. It's great how all the Caribbean runners are doing -- Darrel Brown and Marc Burns of Trinidad, and Usain Bolt. Tyson Gay is the only person outside the Caribbean who can challenge us right now.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRADITION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamaica, with a population of fewer than 3 million, has produced a remarkable number of Olympic track medals -- seven golds, 24 silvers, 19 bronzes. In the 100-meter final at the 1984 Olympics, five of the eight finalists were Jamaican by birth or descent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jamaican medalist list reads like a track-and-field Who's Who: Arthur Wint; Herbert McKenley; Lennox Miller; Donald Quarrie; George Rhoden; Merlene Ottey; Sanya Richards and Veronica Campbell-Brown, who recently ran the world's fastest time in the women's 100 meters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's Donovan Bailey and Ben Johnson, who were born in Jamaica but raced for Canada. And Linford Christie, who left Jamaica for England at age 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''We have a tremendous sprinting tradition, dating back 100 years, and kids who grow up here develop a deep passion for the sport,'' said Bolt's coach, Glen Mills. ``Soccer is probably our most popular sport, but track and field is right behind it, and from an international achievement standpoint, it's No. 1. I'd guess we win more Olympic track medals per capita than any other country.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`WILD ATMOSPHERE'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamaica's success in the sport is no accident. It is the product of a well-oiled national track federation that begins to groom sprinters from the time they are in elementary school. Children as young as 6 compete in relay races and mini-Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely, there is no high school track meet in the world as competitive as CHAMPS, the Jamaican interscholastic championship, founded in 1910. More than 2,000 athletes compete in the annual spring event, and it attracts a sellout crowd of 35,000. Coaches from most of the top U.S. colleges show up to recruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''It's a wild atmosphere at CHAMPS,'' said Davian Clarke, a former University of Miami runner and Olympian from Jamaica. ``For three days the stadium is packed, standing room only.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1911, the 100-yards CHAMPS winner was a young man named Norman Manley, who won the race in 10 seconds. He also won at 220 yards in 23 seconds, which would have been good enough to have made the finals in the 1908 and 1912 Olympics. But Manley chose not to pursue track. Instead, he became a Rhodes Scholar and a statesman. The Kingston airport is named after him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EARLY MEDALS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tradition continued, and Jamaica got the world's attention in the late 1940s. In 1948 and 1952, while still a British colony, Jamaica won three Olympic gold medals and five silvers in track and field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jamaican 4x400 relay team in 1952 not only won, but shattered the world record by 4.3 seconds. McKenley ran the third leg in 44.6 seconds, still one of the fastest legs of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They celebrated in their dorm room that night by drinking whiskey out of a toothbrush tumbler with the Duke of Edinburgh, according to Olympic historian David Wallechinsky. The next day was declared a national holiday in Jamaica, and fans celebrated in the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamaican track champions are still revered on the island. When Bolt flew back after breaking the world record, he was met at the airport by a throng of screaming fans and TV crews. The prime minister was on hand, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDEAL CONDITIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamaica's young sprinters also are celebrated every year at the Penn Relays in Philadelphia, which the Jamaican team has dominated since the 1960s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top Jamaican high-school and amateur runners show up at the meet every year and fans fly up from Jamaica to wave black, gold, and green flags from the stands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''In our country, the top athletes typically leave track early and go to football or basketball, but in Jamaica, they stick with track and become huge stars,'' said UM track and field coach Mike Ward. ``. . . They take their track seriously.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clark said Jamaica's terrain makes it the perfect training ground for sprinters. Kids run barefoot on the beaches of Bull Bay to strengthen their legs and then train in the mountains to work on endurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the best sprinters train on grass tracks, which are not as hard on the knees and legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''We don't need fancy weight rooms or expensive tracks,'' Clark said. ``The goal of every kid I knew in Jamaica was to become an Olympic track champion. We love our cricket and soccer, but there is something very special about Jamaican track and field. I think there are six high-school kids there now who ran [the 100 meters] in 10-flat last year. I can't imagine that's happening anywhere else in the world.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/dwaqh3.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-6614188499104644457?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/6614188499104644457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=6614188499104644457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/6614188499104644457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/6614188499104644457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/06/jamaica-my-home-olympics.html' title='~JAMAICA, MY HOME~     *OLYMPICS*'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SG0VmXkP2jI/AAAAAAAAAEU/oScgoxRO_po/s72-c/sideme.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-6800591211392077800</id><published>2008-06-23T13:32:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:46:51.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[Beach Day]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/167mbtk.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was so nice, We took nisey to her 1st beach trip...omg she had madd fun...dont like the sun that much but it was nice...like my tan how it is...lol my lovieface was not trying to lose his lightskin membership...lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/2z6rqtz.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/mmcvbk.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the weather we made the best of it...as soon as we left it started to rain,,,then later took shower madd sand in places like im ten years old again lol....but the beach water makes my skin very dry had to double up on that good palmers cocobutta that day...Then We chilled by jahwhite house nice and warm lights down scary movie popcorn with peanut m&amp;m....while it was pouring outside..took a nap and felt soo nice. Sunday was the same it was family time chilled in the house watched one of the barbie movies with denise for the 4th time in a row...Anything for her of course....Family is very important to me now it never really was before but i guess now that i have one for myself it means so much more...I love spending time with my daughter she smells like candy and baby lotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/2qvtes1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/t8qhs6.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...lol nothing is more memorable than a smell...hehehe every scent gives me some form of recall or some kind of reminiscence of something...Like the smell of ackee and saltfish instant remind of living at home with my parents eating that every sunday morning...{{sigh}} anyhoot I was thinking how this environment is and how we have to fight our own government to save it...smhhhhhhhh well nature does nothing uselessly so it sucks that we kinda pollute well we do pollute...heheh sad but i think that nature is on the bottom list of the USA things to change or try to fix...i also love when its nice outside not too hot but sunny and pretty just sit back enjoy that refreshment...Thanks readers out there showing me love but dont be shy make a post instead of a private message...got about 15 messages but all private....god bless.... about to leave work....keep posted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/b6ooiu.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-6800591211392077800?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/6800591211392077800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=6800591211392077800' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/6800591211392077800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/6800591211392077800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmmmmm.html' title='[Beach Day]'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.tinypic.com/167mbtk_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-1978370062325952225</id><published>2008-06-18T11:15:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T14:04:16.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>{{Old blogs from myspace}}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SG0Ug3LRIeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/jn6rpxPvxJ4/s1600-h/IMG00344%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/SG0Ug3LRIeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/jn6rpxPvxJ4/s400/IMG00344%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218850097991852514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, March 23, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"JUST A FEW THOUGHTS B4 U ARE BORN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every good and perfect gift is from above....&lt;br /&gt;~SUGAR AND SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE, THAT'S WHAT LITTLE GIRLS ARE MADE OF~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!BABIES ARE ALWAYS MORE TROUBLE THAN YOU THOUGHT AND MORE WONDERFUL!&lt;br /&gt;B4 i FORMED YOU IN THE WOMB I KNEW YOU, B4 YOU WERE BORN I SET YOU APART.......~jEREMIAH 1:5~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~A BABY IS GOD'S WAY OF SAYING THE WORLD MUST GO ON~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^A BABY IS BORN WITH A NEED TO BE LOVED AND NEVER OUTGROWS IT^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;IF YOU WANT CHILDREN TO KEEP THEIR FEET ON THE GROUND, PUT SOME RESPONSIBILITY ON THEIR SHOULDERS&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$DO NOT CONFINE YOUR CHILDREN TO YOUR OWN LEARNING, THEY WERE BORN IN ANOTHER TIME$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....CHILDREN ARE A REWARD FROM HIM ~PSALM 127:3~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******THE 1ST TRIMESTER*****&lt;br /&gt;Im not gonna lie I was soooo afraid when I found out I was pregnant,,,geezzz but things got better through the weeks and I started to wonder what you will look like, how it will feel to hold you in my arms, what kind of chages the next months will bring. There is so much I don't know, and yet I already know I love you with all my heart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/e0fyn9.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****THE 2ND TRIMESTER****&lt;br /&gt;Now that Im not sick every darn day now I start to feel much better and I don't really feel like ur in there but I know you are because it starts out like the flutter of a butterfly's wing...and I think, then I know, its u...My precious, miraculous baby. hehe love you baby Denise... we came up with your name during this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/e0fyn9.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****THE 3RD TRIMESTER****&lt;br /&gt;WOW.....now things are getting alittle too hard to handle...I think its safe to say being pregnant sucks...lol too much back and leg pains.. false trips to the hospital...yet I can hardly wait to meet you...to kiss the top of your head...to snuggle you close....to let you know you'll always be warm, safe and loved. I can hardly wait to be your mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/e0fyn9.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YoU kNoW yOuR PrEgNaNt WhEn.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You know you're pregnant when...-GE commercials make you cry (well actually, everything makes you cry)-You are awake more during the night than asleep-You have to rock back and forth a few times to get yourself OUT of a chair- You wake up one morning and swear that your home has been broken into because the toilet and the dryer are suddenly shorter than ever and the washing machine has grown a foot deeper!-Show up at Subway Sandwiches at 9:05pm and their closed and you start crying b/c you just had to have a foot long steak and cheese and nothing else will do, and the workers stare at you thru the window like deer caught in the headlights and you wish you were the hunter.-You suddenly have to figure out how you are going to bend over and pick up what you just dropped.-People look in your desk for something important and all they find is snacks!-Getting in and out of bed requires a three point turn.-Your bed now has so manypillows for propping up and supporting body parts that there is no room left for DH (husband)&lt;br /&gt;-You can't make it through an episode of "A Baby Story" without crying your eyes out.- as soon as you eat breakfast you start wondering what your gonna eat for lunch-You cry at the grocery store after you check out realizing you forgot Fritos, which is what you came for, and getting them for free because the clerk feels bad.-when you get back to work and realize you no longer want the fritos you just cries over at the store-You start out crying and end up laughing your head off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday, March 09, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez.....40 weeks is too long to be pregnant....I feel like I been this way for a year...the 1st few months went by so fast, but now it seems like the last weeks are seemingly endless. I feel her all the time and I can even make out if its her little arms, legs, or head that is poking me. In the last week Ive been feeling really very annoyed, broken-down, fatigued, and enervated. To sum all that up.....fed up!!! I know it will be worth it in the end and all, but I just been having a bad case of baby blues..........lol god bless and keep posted...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday, January 07, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom this may concern..........Well Im having a baby girl...so happy, we came up with the name Denise. Alot of people don't like it but i told them that when they create a child they can name him/her whatever they want. Last time I checked its not them that was being named, anyway its 2006 now, I don't have a resolution because im 22 turning 23 this year  I grew up already, so there is no need to change who i am or what Ive been doing....I see that alot of people are always saying nonsensical things like "Get cha cake up" or my favorite "step ya shoe game up"...wtf? are u serious......hey here is one you should say..."Get ya life up" because there is  more to life than what yall be talking about...one word (materialistic)... that is the only things on some people minds....the ignorance youth, obviously thats the only responsibilty that they have, unlike most I pay mortgage and bills for where I live, but then I should give them the benefit of the doubt that they are young, hey I use to be like that too, And not to mention I have a baby coming so my extra money will be going into her and her future. I never been this jubilant, now that Im pregnant I can't wait til we can hold her in our arms,,,I know my boyfriend is going to be so crazy when Im in labor..I can see his face now..wow well 3 more months til we see our baby girl!!! stay up everybody, and read the bible it says so many things about the altered people in this world...God Bless, keep posted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday, December 22, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know things happen in life for a reason but lets be real that does not make us forget that we are sad and keep on moving does it.....You just gotta be strong...I keep telling myself that but it just does not budge in my mind...no matter how hard I try. God should have made us more mutinous to the negative things that come up in life. Being despondent is so familiar to my brain that it should be a 6th sense....lol sad but true....well this is 2005 going on to 2006 and I know we all came to a development that prayin just is not  biologic to all our answers.....no ifs, ands, or buts about it...and that  only time will be our alleviation to the source in which we sorrow.............keep posted and god bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you know the enemy and know yourself", you need not fear the result of a hundred battles.&lt;br /&gt;"If you know yourself but know not the enemy", for every victory gained you will also suffer defeat.&lt;br /&gt;"If you know neither the enemy nor yourself", you will succumb in every battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Don't feel entitled to anything you didn't sweat and struggle for.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Not everything that is faced can be changed, but nothing can be changed until it is faced.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~In life, all good things come hard, but wisdom is the hardest to come by~&lt;br /&gt;~*I am angry nearly every day of my life, but I have learned not to show it; and I still try to hope not to feel it, though it may take me  forty years to do it. *~&lt;br /&gt;@~Many argue; not many converse. @~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"Stay" is a charming word in a loved ones vocabulary. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                              &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday, April 16, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/rhl7it.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/2q39j5c.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was born on April 13, 2006 at 7:35 A.M.....she was only 6 pounds....very little and 18 inch long. I can't put it into words yet how I feel but imma try...I have a new love since she came I never knew that I can love somebody like that...now I know when other moms say u would have to be a mother to feel this and that way...she is soo special to me. My labor was terrible!!!! very painful but pushing her out was not that bad I did really good......I have alot on my mind but this is not the place to be posting it don't need everybody in our business like that...so here is just about 2% of how I feel about things.....to that person who was there for me since day one even though we been through hell and heaven together we still have that bond...very special person...and to everyone else who helped out along the way like when I could not be at my house when I 1st got pregnant and was there for me thanks I needed the support.....And to another very special person..hehe thanks alot it does not matter that we became close at the end of my pregnancy but her talks really did help me...the words did hurt alot when we hated each other but somethimes u get that mad at someone even though u know ur words u post won't change what happened....love ya girl....God really got me with this lil angel she is the best thing to happen to me in my life....well Im really sick and need lots of rest so let me get off the computer.....keep posted and god bless.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/25exytt.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/104orr6.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/2vvu8nd.png" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2zsmkcw.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/scaxqr.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/ivk9sn.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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World-renowned security expert Gavin de Becker says this weapon exists, but you already have it. He calls it "the gift of fear." I LOVE OPRAH!!! anyway...One chapter in Gavin's book "The Gift of Fear" makes you want to just peep everything from that moment you 1st started reading!!!&lt;br /&gt;The story of a woman named Kelly begins with a simple warning sign. A man offers to help carry her groceries into her apartment and instantly, Kelly doesn't like the sound of his voice. Kelly goes against her gut and lets him help her and in doing so, she lets a rapist into her home.&lt;br /&gt;"We get a signal prior to violence," Gavin says. "There are preincident indicators. Things that happen before violence occurs."&lt;br /&gt;Gavin says that unlike any other living creature, humans will sense danger yet still walk right into it.&lt;br /&gt;"You're in a hallway waiting for an elevator late at night. Elevator door opens, and there's a guy inside, and he makes you afraid. You don't know why, you don't know what it is. Some memory of this building -- whatever it may be. And many women will stand there and look at that guy and say, 'Oh, I don't want to think like that. I don't want to be the kind of person who lets the door close in his face. I've got to be nice. I don't want him to think I'm not nice.' And so human beings will get into a steel soundproof chamber with someone they're afraid of, and there's not another animal in nature that would even consider it."&lt;br /&gt;For weeks, Nicole had a funny feeling that something odd was going on in her apartment. "My gut started feeling like something just wasn't right," she says. "I would come home, and there would be just weird lights on in my house lights that I didn't even remember turning on in the first place." Then one day, Nicole noticed a UPS delivery box where it shouldn't be. "I'm like, 'How did this brand of box get on my back balcony?'" Nicole began to feel uneasy -- but continued to brush it off. "I would just come home, you know, and almost feel nauseous," she says. "I kept trying to justify it saying, 'Okay, it is in my head.'"&lt;br /&gt;Nicole's funny feeling eventually escalated into full-fledged panic attacks, which Gavin says were her intuition's way of telling her that something was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;"And intuition records everything. So when she started getting panics attacks, her intuition is saying, basically, 'You're not going to listen? Okay, I'll ramp it up. I'll give you panic attacks. You want sleepless nights? I'll give you sleepless nights.'"&lt;br /&gt;Nicole eventually did listen to her intuition, starting with a simple test. "I dropped a tank top behind the door as I was leaving for work, thinking that when I come home that night, I'm going to peek my head around the corner. If [the tank top] had been pushed to the side, it would have been obvious that the door was opened." When Nicole got home, she says the tank top had moved.&lt;br /&gt;Caught on camera&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Nicole says she set up a hidden camera to try and find out what was going on in her apartment. Once she came home, Nicole says she plugged the camcorder into her laptop. "And the first thing I see is this man's head peeking around the corner into my house," she says. "What I felt at that point was just complete terror. I'm sitting there watching this video --this story unfold -- and this person comes in my house, is looking around, going through my things, looking through my laundry, holding up my lingerie."&lt;br /&gt;As Nicole continues to watch in horror, the intruder undresses himself and puts her lingerie on. "So this person is in my clothes, proceeds to start pleasuring himself -- just very, very graphic things happening right there in my house with my belongings. And he finishes up, takes off my clothes -- and puts them exactly back as I had left them -- puts his clothes back on, checks to make sure nobody's outside the door and leaves."&lt;br /&gt;After watching the tape, Nicole says she ran around her apartment, screaming hysterically. She says she had never seen the man in the tape before. "Initially, I took my cell phone, called my boyfriend at the time, screaming hysterically. All I could say was, 'He's in my house. He's in my house.' Even picking up the phone, dialing, was difficult."&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks later, police found the man -- 39-year-old Shawn Rogers, a computer consultant with a young son and a wife at the time. Police were unable to charge Rogers with anything more than trespassing ... until he came back to Nicole's apartment to steal her camera. Police were able to charge Rogers with burglary, and he was sentenced to eight years in prison.&lt;br /&gt;Dangerous behavior&lt;br /&gt;When Nicole found the UPS box on her balcony, Gavin says this was a warning sign. Gavin applauds Nicole for listening to her intuition and says that quieting her fear could have caused the situation to escalate. "He's already into behavior of wanting to get caught," he says. "You don't come back again and again and again and not want to get caught."&lt;br /&gt;Gavin says like Nicole, the intruder's intuition was probably trying to tell him something too. "Offenders as well can see what's happening in their lives. And talk about not listening to it -- he's in someone's apartment doing something sexual with their clothes on -- that's something to listen to."&lt;br /&gt;Because the intruder had a job and a family, Gavin says his behavior was not only reckless, but dangerous as well.&lt;br /&gt;"When people do listen, they can stop what's almost fate," Gavin says. "There's a great line that Carl Jung said. He said, 'What we do not make conscious emerges later as fate.' If he made it conscious, if he could talk to someone about it, if he could tell someone, he could get better also. But he didn't, and it does mean escalation. If she discovered him, that's dangerous. If he came in when she was there, that's dangerous."&lt;br /&gt;Your feelings are warnings&lt;br /&gt;Doris, who says she endured years of sexual abuse at the hands of her husband, appeared on "The Oprah Show" after leaving her husband. Unfortunately, her battle didn't end there -- two months after she left him, Doris's ex-husband abducted her at gunpoint and raped her.&lt;br /&gt;After the show, Oprah spoke with Doris again to ask if her she had sensed any warning signs the night she was abducted. "As I was coming home from work, it was just a very eerie, strange feeling as I drove up," Doris says. "It was darker than normal in my driveway, and there was a trash can sitting where I normally park right in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;"I thought, 'Hmm, this is strange.' Because my mother lives with me, and she'll turn on the lights when it gets dark. It did give me a little eerie feeling -- the hairs on the back of your neck kind of stand up. But still, I didn't listen to my instincts."&lt;br /&gt;Gavin says that "eerie feeling" is exactly what he wants women to pay attention to. "We're trying to analyze the warning signs," he says. "And what I really want to teach today and forever is the feeling is the warning sign. All the other stuff is our explanation for the feeling. Why it was this, why it was that. The feeling itself is the warning sign."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i32.tinypic.com/1180h7l.jpg" 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/4647043031185396226-7031005652759528551?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/7031005652759528551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=7031005652759528551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/7031005652759528551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/7031005652759528551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-fear-can-save-your-life.html' title='{{How fear can save your life}}'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.tinypic.com/210ks8w_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-7017082201168149319</id><published>2008-06-04T12:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T14:26:01.442-04:00</updated><title type='text'>{{{Friendship}}}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i31.tinypic.com/rh797d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That word can mean so many things to everybody...Its not like its something taught in schools but its something that you need to be fully aware of as a human.....I know a few people who feel that there is nothing on this earth more to be prized than true friendship....thats all good and that may be...but i feel a little different. I think the more friends you have the more responsiblity....drama....etc. Now I know i may come off selfish but hey thats me and i wont sugar coat a damn thing to make somebody else feel at ease while im hiding the real me....smhhh Its a beautiful thing yes its like a soul just to be embedded in "two" bodies. And I do share a very in depth friendship with my fiance....He Is the best friend and all I really need....now I do have friends but he is my bestie!!! lol We had to conquer that before the other things came in with us dating. Sometimes you may notice that some people wish to be friends with him or her and thats a quick work, but friendship is a slow ripening fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i25.tinypic.com/20k98w7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been in many friendships when I was living in gainesville for college and it always ended as me the bad one...smhh calling me selfish and such...thats cool maybe im not girly like that to have a girls night or do that other bullshit girls do when they hang out....lol I dont do things that I dont want to do point blank,,,im not gonna do something just because my friend wants me to...when i want to talk ill talk and when i dont i dont...end of story. So i guess its really true when they say the friends that matter are the ones you can call 4AM....ha u better be on fire or someshit calling me that late!!! let me stop thats just being mean but you get where im going with this. ive also been told the only way to have a friend is to be one....yea thats true guess i want a friend bt not live the relationship by those rules....in the end i wonder were they even this "so called friend to me and telling me how im so selfish"because those same words can come back and bite them in the ass....cause a friend is person who knows all about you neg or postive and still likes you.....When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand.....so true weird but true. And I hate the chameleon friends that do shit bc ur doing....basically I don't need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod my damn shadow does that much better.. smhh ::sigh:: well I gotta get back to work people!! God Bless wish I could finish this topic...but gotta go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i32.tinypic.com/10furnt.jpg" 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/4647043031185396226-7017082201168149319?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/7017082201168149319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=7017082201168149319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/7017082201168149319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/7017082201168149319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/06/friendship.html' title='{{{Friendship}}}'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/rh797d_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-5729857762533486552</id><published>2008-06-02T17:10:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:49:35.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[[[[[[Anger]]]]]]]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i26.tinypic.com/50f634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psshhh....... When Im angry hurt or whatever it is I speak because bitin ur tongue hurts......Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret!!!! live by this.....Keeping anger inside makes the shit worst....think of it this way... Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the idea of throwing it at someone else.... you are the one who gets burned, true story...Your always the one that feels it the most. Dont you hate when you get in a fight with somebody you really care about and they just leave...the 1st thing that pops into my head {{here goes the morbid side of me lol}} is them getting in a car crash or some crazy shit....or even going to bed angry at a loved one...never go to bed upset stay up and fight get to the bottom of it...last thing you need is a rigor mortis body next to you when u get up the next day ***god for bid***...lol I know we all had a teacher or a anger management counsel person((not that ive ever needed anger counseling in my life hehehe)) that said..when you angry pissed or whatever write your enemies angry letters and never mail em...boy oh boy If I would have sent those I would have police kicking my damn door in....lol. &lt;strong&gt;I use to get mad at aloottt of little shit then i sat down and was like..hmmm if a small thing has the power to move me so much, does that indicate something about my size???? &lt;/strong&gt;Now on the other end of this anger rainbow...if we did not have anger in this world it would often continue to allow evil because it isn't angry enough. hmmmmm well i know nobody wants to hear somebody sit them down after they are ready to murk somebody and say GET ANGRY AND GET OVER IT. smhhh I would be like clear off and let me go handle this shit real quick fist clench as ever....so i try this for this month when im heated....when angry count to 4, when very angry SWEAR!!! lol well im about to get off work....god bless!!!! Stay Posted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-5729857762533486552?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/5729857762533486552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=5729857762533486552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/5729857762533486552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/5729857762533486552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/06/anger.html' title='[[[[[[Anger]]]]]]]'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i26.tinypic.com/50f634_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-6909750320742604884</id><published>2008-06-02T11:00:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:51:03.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i27.tinypic.com/mh4it1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hmmmmm....yea I came to this topic from looking at &lt;a href="http://planetmarzent.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://planetmarzent.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. now...A PERFECT MARRIAGE TO ME WOULD BE A BLIND WIFE AND A DEAF HUSBAND...LOL [sigh] Since we don't live in lala land its so much more to it.. Yes I am engaged going on 2 half years now...I cant say it was easy for me or him but shit...boy i tell you me and him been through just about anything that can happen in a relationship...lol We are very strong and its needed ...We are a family now and We got saved... and now I understand that marriage works through Christ....I may not be in church every Sunday but I live by certain biblical things. I also feel that there are many things out there that try and get in between a marriage or a relationship and you have to be ready for temptation and all that.... you have to be strong enough to respect yourself for one and also respect your other half and the relationship in general. Love to me is a temporary insanity curable by marriage. I read this quotes and it made me smile..like one of those secret smiles that you do when you dont think of it...lol&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; "Marrying for love may be a bit risky, but it is so honest that God can't help but smile on it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/e5mxxu.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marriage is a feast where the grace is sometimes better than the dinner. If you cant see the picture I cant paint it any clearer. lol This whole marriage thing is a great invention...but so is a damn defibrillator....yeaaaa nuff said with the that...a few negative things with marriage.... as beautiful as it is of course there is a downside..smhhhhh Somebody once said on some comic stand up thing that "getting married is like a bank account....you put in, you take out, you lose interest...it was a little funny..of course that was his own opinion..also I know yall heard this one...."A wedding is just like a funeral except that you get to smell your own flowers." yeaa really negative....well from all of this i want to leave with this.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't marry the person you think you can live with; marry only the individual you think you can't live without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;God Bless!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/xliii0.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-6909750320742604884?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/6909750320742604884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=6909750320742604884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/6909750320742604884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/6909750320742604884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/06/marriage.html' title='Marriage.....'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.tinypic.com/mh4it1_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-1875685689212910954</id><published>2008-05-29T13:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T13:39:26.967-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is wasted on the living. should i feel bad about thinking that sometimes??? lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The art of living is more like wrestling than dancing.  I would have to say that...basically this is the test that everybody ask about life and what u get out of it..smhhh put it this way If your trying to find if you made your misson on earth..If your alive you did not...nuff said...this is all from me and how i feel about....sorry if I offend anyone out there..lol I dont want to sound morbid at all even though i may fit the word somedays.....but I am happy to be alive and I do believe in jesus..just to make that shit clear. I would say life is a longg ass lesson in humility. There are not answers to alot of things that I want to know...I hate that I read alot and still cant find some answers...{{sigh}} I had to come to this conclusion.....It was hard to do but I did.....you cant dwell in the past and you cant dream of the future just worry about NOW think about the mind of the present moment...that has to save me at least a week of living...lmao! Life is a hard as thing that we just get use too...thats why we dont cry 4ever.....sometimes I think if i was to talked to a young one about life and put all the bullshit away and be as real as I can be I would say.......*****You fall out of your mother's womb, you crawl across open country under fire, and drop into your grave. ****** and be like any questions?? I mean I would throw in only a few things are important..heheh well Im out...im at work its slow today!! and its crap weather outside...god bless!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-1875685689212910954?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/1875685689212910954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=1875685689212910954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/1875685689212910954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/1875685689212910954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-is-wasted-on-living-should-i-feel.html' title='Life is wasted on the living. should i feel bad about thinking that sometimes??? lol'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4647043031185396226.post-9088813308388477333</id><published>2008-05-29T12:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T12:31:30.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'>150 die a year from falling coconuts.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What are the odds of being killed by a coconut?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;0.0000004%Falling coconuts reach speeds of about 50 miles per hour, enough to prove fatal should one get in it's way. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The general odds are 1 in 250,000,000 that a person will lose their life in any given year by these falling menaces.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you live in a non coconut falling area then your chances are a lot lower, but if falling coconuts are a threat then the odds increase slightly and each year 150 people fall victim to these falling hard-shelled, hairy fruits.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;hmmmmm so I live in Florida with my family...and nuff palm trees are chilling around every which way...but I know some dont have coconuts but that shit still leave a bad taste in my mouth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4647043031185396226-9088813308388477333?l=nellz519.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/feeds/9088813308388477333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4647043031185396226&amp;postID=9088813308388477333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/9088813308388477333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4647043031185396226/posts/default/9088813308388477333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellz519.blogspot.com/2008/05/150-die-year-from-falling-coconuts.html' title='150 die a year from falling coconuts.....'/><author><name>Nellz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06790221030896166474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbzuJLh3GxU/TJqjQVKlRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/my5m-bKsqbc/S220/IMG00356.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
