<?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-6804973666117720745</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:34:59.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Doesn't Make A Difference</title><subtitle type='html'>But I Love Beanies</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-7709333371881832782</id><published>2009-03-15T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:46:07.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Short Post</title><content type='html'>So I haven't posted in almost a month.... Oh well. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's kinda funny that even though I haven't posted, I've gained a follower over the past week or so. That's cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, on to the real post. At care group tonight, we talked about evangelism. The discussion covered the usual topics about evangelism, such as fear of man, prayer, "just open your mouth", etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there was one thing that someone said that grabbed my attention-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"How much do we have to hate a person to not share the gospel with them?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never thought about it like that... and you can swap it around too-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"How much do we have to love ourselves to not go out of our comfort zone and share the gospel?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really something to think about.... I know that these might seem exaggerated, but still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-7709333371881832782?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/7709333371881832782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/03/super-short-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/7709333371881832782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/7709333371881832782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/03/super-short-post.html' title='Super Short Post'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-6979571827221948553</id><published>2009-02-24T11:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T12:08:34.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time</title><content type='html'>I want to change. Right now. No more am I going to be a "by-the-books-Christian".&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so happy right now. Why has it been so long?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edit 1: I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you God. Without you I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in me that can save me from Hell. Why do I resist so much? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Get behind me Satan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; your grace, Lord! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Praise the Lord! Hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edit 2: You saved me when I was running full speed towards Hell! Thank you for your mercy, Lord! Thank you! You sacrificed your ONLY son, a PERFECT son, to save me, a horrible blight upon the universe! I have done NOTHING to earn your grace! Praise the Lord!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-6979571827221948553?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/6979571827221948553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-about-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/6979571827221948553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/6979571827221948553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s about time'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-6405033930296624242</id><published>2009-02-13T12:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:41:55.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROFLMHOATTIMFFTHOTAV!!!!111!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;Wow, I haven't posted in weeks&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A5Zs5pLNzDw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A5Zs5pLNzDw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-6405033930296624242?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/6405033930296624242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/6405033930296624242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/6405033930296624242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='ROFLMHOATTIMFFTHOTAV!!!!111!!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-7786948100297288027</id><published>2009-02-02T09:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:02:12.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spectacled Imminence</title><content type='html'>So, this morning, my right eye really fritzed out. Like went totally bonkers.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End result- I am now getting glasses. But just as back up for contacts. I am getting a new subscription for my contacts today, because I think my old ones were really irritating my eyes. So yeah that will be entertaining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thats all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-7786948100297288027?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/7786948100297288027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/02/spectacled-imminence.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/7786948100297288027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/7786948100297288027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/02/spectacled-imminence.html' title='Spectacled Imminence'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-1670955709508554144</id><published>2009-01-31T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T17:59:35.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends Rulezorz.</title><content type='html'>So, today was awesome. I worked from 5 in the morning (haha yeah that was awesome, i blared screamo music for the first hour and a half before we opened. Good stuff) until 2 in the afternoon. Work in general was awesome because like every single "fun" person at CFA worked today, which made it immensely entertaining.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I had a band practice with my band for like the first time in two months. Yeah, it's been so crazy these past few months that we haven't been able to get together, but today was a good practice. We sketched up the framework for a new song, and did a cover of the song "All It Takes For Your Dreams To Come True" by A Skylit Drive. If you like post-hardcore then check them out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I got to spend the rest of the day until right now with my cousin. That was hilarious. We drove over to the church property with a camera and filmed completely random movies with no scripts or whatever, we just winged it. We also ran into Nathan there, but didn't say much beyond "Hey". Haha he saw us filming this one hilarious part.... *&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when I was standing on top of my car, for your benefit Nathan* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, the best quote from that whole time hanging with my cousin at the church has to be this- "Eekten Gleeben Globben Gloaben. AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha rofl wow. Anyways, he's an awesome kid (my cousin).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I'm looking forward to Sunday and church tomorrow. And also (FRISBEE!!!!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go Cardinals. I figured if they beat us they might as well win the super bowl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good night yall, and continue being awesome as you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-1670955709508554144?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/1670955709508554144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekends-rulezorz.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/1670955709508554144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/1670955709508554144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekends-rulezorz.html' title='Weekends Rulezorz.'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-4686626918568931353</id><published>2009-01-29T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:57:13.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have so much time....</title><content type='html'>So, I'm sitting here at CPCC's Levine Campus in Matthews. I've got 1 hour and 15 minutes until my next class. I'm so glad that CPCC has computer labs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got so much stuff I want to do right now. I want to play music. I want to listen to music. I want to play frisbee. I want to go camping. Yes, I want to go camping RIGHT NOW. I want to play football. I want to armwrestle one of my coworkers at CFA. I'll beat him one of these days. I want to play certain computer games. I want the Ipod Touch that I ordered last night to arrive right now. I want to graduate high school right now. I want to get a new car right now. I want to hang out with all my friends. I want to see some of my friends that I haven't seen in years. I want to be 18 right now. There are so many others.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I've still got a lot of time before any of this happens. Some of it may happen tonight, tomorrow, in the next couple days...... Some of it may happen in weeks, months, years.... I've got so much time before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to do with all that time? The 'practical American' inside me says, "Save up money!! Finish college!! Buy your own house!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that isn't what I really need to be thinking about. After all, what am I even here for? To praise God, and carry out the great commission. With that in my mind, why am I so bothered by all these other things that I "don't have time for"? I don't need to have time for them. They are not what's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've still got an hour until my class. Guess that I better get busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Mark&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-4686626918568931353?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/4686626918568931353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-so-much-time.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/4686626918568931353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/4686626918568931353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-so-much-time.html' title='I have so much time....'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-6533715405987522074</id><published>2009-01-26T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:32:36.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jonathan Edwards-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Resolution One: I will live for God. Resolution Two: If no one else does, I still will."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Prayer is as natural an expression of faith as breathing is of life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;George Whitefield-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="body"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Take care of your life and the Lord will take care of your death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="body"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="body"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We are immortal until our work on earth is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;D. L. Moody-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Character is what you are in the dark."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"The Bible will keep you from sin, or sin will keep you from the Bible."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"No man who has ever been sent by God to do His work has ever failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Billy Sunday-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="body"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than going to a garage makes you an automobile."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="body"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;More men fail through lack of purpose than lack of talent."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;~Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-6533715405987522074?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/6533715405987522074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/awesome-things.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/6533715405987522074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/6533715405987522074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/awesome-things.html' title='Awesome things.'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-5945123465649409689</id><published>2009-01-25T18:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:41:58.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SX0i50VtmEI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VORCKOIFiss/s1600-h/sign-not-in-use.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SX0i50VtmEI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VORCKOIFiss/s320/sign-not-in-use.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295427113555171394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-5945123465649409689?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/5945123465649409689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/5945123465649409689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/5945123465649409689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow.html' title='Wow.'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SX0i50VtmEI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VORCKOIFiss/s72-c/sign-not-in-use.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-1002380326277971506</id><published>2009-01-25T15:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T15:37:59.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not really original.</title><content type='html'>Hey, check it out, I came up with an original post title....?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;BE WARNED. IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO WASTE YOUR TIME, LEAVE NOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is the post where everyone says "What is this kid on about?" I'm sure everyone has had a post where they just go completely off the hook and talk random nonsense about how the seals that live off the coast of Russia are dying due to nail polish remover. Which is, incidentally, very serious stuff. And who even knows where Azerbaijan is? I don't. I might look it up though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This new blog format chupathingy reminds me of pumpkins. I wonder how long it will stay. I'm sitting here thinking, 'Wow, I'm wasting my time and everyone else's too." But actually, odds are you only get on to look at this blog if you have nothing better to do than waste your time. So, feel free to kick back, relax, and enjoy the ride. I can guarantee that this may or may not be time well spent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoops. Brain clot. Now I can't think of anything humorous to say that might make you all giggle, laugh, or holler out loud. Sorry for the disappointment folks. I think it's hilarious that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, I lost my train of thought. I forget what was supposed to be hilarious, but for the sake of finishing the thought, I suppose that elephants dancing around in hula skirts waving around empty chapstick tubes would be pretty funny. It all depends on your mood, I guess. In which case, my current mood could be defined as not necessarily bored, but sorta wanting to do something interesting and exciting, but since I'm feeling rather tired, I will just sit on the couch and type silly things into a cyberspace blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the immortal words of Michael J. Caboose- "Spiky kittens. That....makes....me....really....mad!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow. Tune in next time. I promise I won't forget too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have fun deciphering that one kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright guys, I love you all, peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-1002380326277971506?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/1002380326277971506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-not-really-original.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/1002380326277971506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/1002380326277971506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-not-really-original.html' title='It&apos;s not really original.'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-8398313204367939835</id><published>2009-01-25T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T09:21:19.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge.</title><content type='html'>Alright, so a bunch of you probably know (or maybe you don't) that several weeks ago my sister's fiance shrink-wrapped my car. Yes, shrink-wrapped. He did it in the middle of the night with one of his friends, and in the morning when I got up to go to work at 5:45, it was completely frozen. And once I got the shrink wrap off, there was ice underneath that needed to be scraped off.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such a nice guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last night, I had one of my friends over to spend the night. And it just so happened that my sister's fiance was at my house too. So me and my friend got an awesome idea. While my sister and the soon-to-be-victim were sitting out on my back porch next to a fire (this was at about 10:30 at night), me and my accomplice set to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We toilet papered his ENTIRE car, so it looked like a christmas present. And then we sprayed water over everything, so it froze. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so exuberantly exhilarated last night. Especially whenever it came time for my soon-to-be-brother-in-law to leave. Revenge. All I can say was, it was priceless. He stepped out the front porch, saw his car, and stopped. He looked at me, then back at the car. Then he looked at me again and gave me a little nod, almost as if acknowledging that we were even.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it was a pain to get off. I, of course, being the fair and generous person I am, did not help him at all, but sat back and watched. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow. Sometimes I can be evil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Again, I so need a camera, I would've taken pics of the car)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I stayed up most the night and drank two huge cups of coffee this morning. And I feel great. And Mickey's message was great too. It really encouraged me in the area of evangelism. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and my eye is  like totally fine now. So if any of you guys prayed, thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good week yall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-8398313204367939835?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/8398313204367939835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/revenge.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/8398313204367939835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/8398313204367939835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/revenge.html' title='Revenge.'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-8680496790522424756</id><published>2009-01-24T15:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:25:16.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been decided.</title><content type='html'>I need a camera. Seriously.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the picture's I've posted have been from off the internet or something... I guess I should start saving now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I haven't really had much to post about lately. The last time I posted was Wednesday, so I'll do a rundown of my past three days, and maybe that will equal a decent post. So here goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday- School, school, and lots more school. Wow what a fun day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday- Worked in the morning until 1, then school. And then that night my right eye freaked out and started watering and wouldn't stop. Yeah that wasn't fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today- When I woke up, my right eye was sealed shut. Seriously, I was like, "What..?" Then whenever I cleared it out it was all puffy and red. And that wasn't fun. I went to work at 11, and got sent home early at 5. And here I am sitting, with a puffy eye and nothing to do. I'm feeling a bit down, so prayer would be great. Thanks yall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, and I got a haircut. Back to the old spiky-haired Mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cyall tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-8680496790522424756?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/8680496790522424756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-decided.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/8680496790522424756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/8680496790522424756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-decided.html' title='It&apos;s been decided.'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-323271677726165535</id><published>2009-01-21T17:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T17:48:12.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good day and some lyrics.</title><content type='html'>And a lame title. At least as far as my expectations for my own titles go. The title should've been, 'What A Fantabulous Day, And Now It's Time For Lyric Time With Mark!"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that's a bit obnoxious, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, so back on topic. It was a really good day for me. Busy, but good. I worked an 8 hour shift, finished all my school, and just got back from spanish class a little bit ago. And therefore I am happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I was driving back from Levine campus in Matthews, I wrote a song in my head, and just typed it up a couple of minutes ago. And here it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Be aware that this is the product of about 15 minutes worth of thinking and inspiration, so it might not be the most polished song ever written. I might edit and improve it as time goes on, but you get the basic idea)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I know a man who told me, “Don’t waste your life.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;He said, “You’ve got so many years, so son please use them right.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I said, “Father, can you tell me how to make the right choices?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;He said, “Son, all you’ve got to do is put your faith in God.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Then I said, “Father, I want to make you proud.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I want to live my life the way you’d want me to,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;The way that I’ve been taught.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Father, I know sometimes it seems&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I don’t put enough effort into living&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;But please believe me when I say,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I want to make you proud.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;When I’m older, and maybe have a son of my own&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I’ll never forget the man that guided my young life&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;And when I have the chance to talk to my son&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I will simply tell him, “Don’t waste your life.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Bridge:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Father, I won’t waste my life&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Father, I’ll make the right choices&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Father, I’ll put my trust in Christ&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Father, I’ll make you proud&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Have a good night yall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;~Mark&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-323271677726165535?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/323271677726165535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-day-and-some-lyrics_21.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/323271677726165535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/323271677726165535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-day-and-some-lyrics_21.html' title='A good day and some lyrics.'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-3070465441043133728</id><published>2009-01-20T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T05:53:52.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have nothing more to say except....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-3070465441043133728?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/3070465441043133728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-nothing-more-to-say-except.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/3070465441043133728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/3070465441043133728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-nothing-more-to-say-except.html' title='I have nothing more to say except....'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-5734278286664036186</id><published>2009-01-19T12:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T13:10:15.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies and gentlemen of the world, the time has come...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;....To cross your fingers! If at all possible, try to cross all four of your fingers, and then link your thumbs together. This figure, which I created (or at least I think so, I've never seen anyone else do it), is known as The-Uber-Finger-Crossage-Sign, and almost guarantees that whatever you are wishing for will come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;DISCLAIMER: There is a sizable chance that everything I just said is complete nonsense and will do nothing but ruin your hopes and dreams. To minimize a complete sense of failure, please do not actually attempt this sign at home. And if you do attempt it and you succeed, but nothing happens, please refrain from hurling bricks through the windows of Mark's house and spray painting his car pink. He would greatly appreciate it. If you do this sign, and it does actually make something come true by complete luck and chance, feel free to build a statue of Mark in any easily accessible and visible area. Again, use this sign with extreme caution, and have a friend on hand to dial 911 if need be. Also please consult with your parents before attempting. Always wear safety goggles. You have been warned. Go now, in peace....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I almost forgot to tell you what we are wishing for, though of course it should be obvious.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;SNOW!!! There is supposed to be (from the last I heard) up to 5 inches of snow tonight. Which would be awesome if it stayed until tomorrow. So yeah, fingers crossed guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I think I might have taken to much Advil.... because I feel awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Haha today at Chick-Fil-A we blew up a gallon of water. Awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And I can't think of anything else to say. Except that this post is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;~Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-5734278286664036186?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/5734278286664036186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/ladies-and-gentlemen-of-world-time-has.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/5734278286664036186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/5734278286664036186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/ladies-and-gentlemen-of-world-time-has.html' title='Ladies and gentlemen of the world, the time has come...'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-2186523939957236665</id><published>2009-01-17T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:27:29.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aim, Fire, Rinse, Repeat</title><content type='html'>Today was awesome. Seriously. I spent the entire day snowboarding. By the way, it's really weird to switch from mountain weather back to the weather here around Charlotte. When we got back it was like 30 degrees, and I was like, "Man, it's hot." Wow. Well, it was 4 degrees when we were snowboarding, and I wasn't really cold then... Anyways, I think I can truthfully say, without a doubt, with no hesitation whatsoever, that I was by far the fastest snowboarder on the slopes, period.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Key Word: Fastest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That doesn't AT ALL mean skilled. I can also say, without hesitation, that I was one of the worst snowboarders there. But I didn't care at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is how snowboarding works for Stuart, whom I was with. He starts at the top (obviously), and very methodically weaves his way from right to left down the slope, at a nice brisk pace, weaving in and out of slower travelers as he goes. He generally doesn't say much, and concentrates on not falling down and keeping his balance. (He only fell down like 3 times the whole day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is how snowboarding works for me. I stand at the top of the slope. I look down, and find a spot where I got a clear shot, with nobody in front of me, and with nothing to avoid or turn away from. I start going. Here is my general dialogue-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"AAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GET OUT OF THE WAY!!! I CANT STEER!!! HAHA STUART YOU LOSER I PASSED YOU!!! SLOWPO-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that is generally when the world turns upside down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's so much fun. I really only had 2 bad crashes. One of them I did a cartwheel, and the other one I belly flopped over a jump. I would pretty much zoom past everybody, and then gain so much speed that the slightest bump would send me flying. But it was awesome. I'm kinda sore right now, but it was so worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, Stuart said I'm not a snowboarder, I'm a guy who stands on a snowboard and goes down a hill on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I'm looking forward to frisbee tomorrow after church, which will be the first in a really long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna go to sleep now, cause I'm super tired. See you guys at church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-2186523939957236665?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/2186523939957236665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/aim-fire-rinse-repeat.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/2186523939957236665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/2186523939957236665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/aim-fire-rinse-repeat.html' title='Aim, Fire, Rinse, Repeat'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-5821981167968310743</id><published>2009-01-16T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:43:10.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hairspray rulez.</title><content type='html'>So, as most of you know, I've been growing my hair out longer. And I've found a new favorite toy.&lt;div&gt;That's right, hairspray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's probably best to skip all the nonsensical gibbering to which blogs are very commonly prone to be susceptible to and get right to the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SXDhsjL2bSI/AAAAAAAAADA/8U3KmKr1mGE/s320/142100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SXDhtFER0JI/AAAAAAAAADI/Dyx08oBk3mQ/s320/142123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SXDhtL7nNaI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SHWNJLAmNZ8/s320/142156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry about the aviators. I thought it added to the effect. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hair had actually fallen a bit when I took the pictures. Imagine it about an inch higher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this has been Another-Pointless-Post by Mark!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EDIT: I felt bad about leaving you guys with such a pointless post with such bad pictures, so I decided to end on a high note with this picture-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SXDjBJKwB7I/AAAAAAAAADY/u1L4cl3wcxY/s320/amazing-origami.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, that's origami. Folded up paper. Pretty awesome, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-5821981167968310743?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/5821981167968310743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/hairspray-rulez_1253.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/5821981167968310743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/5821981167968310743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/hairspray-rulez_1253.html' title='Hairspray rulez.'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SXDhsjL2bSI/AAAAAAAAADA/8U3KmKr1mGE/s72-c/142100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-8704404228201665988</id><published>2009-01-14T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:44:06.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to buckle up</title><content type='html'>So......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It finally hit me that this semester is going to be really long and hard, and is going to require a lot of diligence and hard work. Despite 2 out of my 3 college classes having good teachers, the subject material itself is pretty rough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's time for me to settle in and get a new perspective for things. Lately I've been really trying to rush through school, work, etc. so that I could get to a point in my day where I have nothing scheduled to do, and I can just blah. I love blah-ing. Being able to do whatever I want, and not having any obligations or responsibilities at all. Yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now you're thinking, "Wow, this is one lazy kid who has some issues he needs to work out."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess what. You're right! I love being lazy. But it's a weird kind of lazy. I love being lazy when I'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;allowed&lt;/span&gt; to be lazy, if that makes sense. What I mean is, I hurry up and get all my school, chores, and all responsibilities like that done so I can be lazy. I don't procrastinate. You might almost call me an anti-procrastinationist (or whatever). I don't like being lazy whenever there is something pending I need to do. That means my mind isn't really at rest, and it won't be until I get my chores or whatever done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this making sense? I want to stop all of that. I want to get all of my school and stuff done of course (and not hurry to do it), but then I want to use all of my 'free time' doing something productive. What 'productive' necessarily entails, I don't really know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I do know is that this new perspective will really help me survive this semester. This doesn't mean of course that I'm not going to ever relax, but why can't I relax while doing something productive? There is one old saying that stuck in my head- "Idle hands are the devil's tools", or something like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So time to get to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-8704404228201665988?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/8704404228201665988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-to-buckle-up.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/8704404228201665988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/8704404228201665988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-to-buckle-up.html' title='Time to buckle up'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-3647613659183319421</id><published>2009-01-13T17:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:08:52.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That day that will live in infamy....</title><content type='html'>So, first day of college..... Done! And what an awesome day it was! In the past, I have really had bad luck when it comes to teachers, with two or three very possibly being expert mental terrorists working for Al-Qaeda, but this semester so far I've had awesome luck. I've only gone to 2 of the 3 classes I'm taking, with those two being Calculus and Accounting. The Accounting teacher is an old redneck lady, and the Calculus teacher is a middle aged guy who looks like he could be a wilderness explorer or something. And while he was reading the syllabus he said "blah, blah, blah....", which is awesome.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I've just got to hope that my 3rd class, Spanish 2, has a good teacher. If it does, this semester will be a snap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm kinda tired to do a worthwhile post right now, so I'll postpone that until tomorrow. You guys have a good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-3647613659183319421?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/3647613659183319421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/that-day-that-will-live-in-infamy.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/3647613659183319421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/3647613659183319421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/that-day-that-will-live-in-infamy.html' title='That day that will live in infamy....'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-2273168974478493544</id><published>2009-01-12T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:04:24.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My neck is sore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EDIT: I'm getting an Ipod! Which means I can headbang anywhere! w00t!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love being alone in my house. The reason being, it is a simply amazing excuse to CRANK UP THE MUSIC AND HEADBANG!!!!! *makes 'rock on' sign at the computer screen*. And that is why my neck is sore. But I don't care. If I want to headbang, I will headbang. I am in an awesome mood, so from now on each sentence in this post will end in an exclamation point! (I can actually hear the mirrors in the house rattling, maybe I should turn it down a bit!) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's my awesome cousin's birthday today! Keri is now an adult.... wow..... (!) I've still got 2 more months! I don't really think it will be any different being 18 over 17 though! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this song (Numb!) (!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to take a break from reading and look at a picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWuYmPoeGOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EmfOrI7wpRU/s320/volosnya84ce8e37jf0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What!?!?! I mean, seriously, what?!?! There is no possible way that guy could ride in a car, walk through a door, or so many other important functions! Wow. (!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is turning into a long post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:Exclamation-Point-Free Area:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in such a great mood that I felt like finding a Bible verse about joy. Therefore-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psalm 66:1 "Shout with joy to God, all the earth! Sing the glory of his name; make his praise glorious! Say to God, 'How awesome are your deeds! So great is your power that your enemies cringe before you. All the earth bows down to you; they sing praise to you, they sing praise to your name.'"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Praise God! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(So much for the exclamation-point-free area!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:End of Exclamation-Point-Free Area:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I think I'm done with my ranting! I hope you all have awesome weeks! God bless all of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mark!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-2273168974478493544?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/2273168974478493544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-neck-is-sore.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/2273168974478493544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/2273168974478493544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-neck-is-sore.html' title='My neck is sore...'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWuYmPoeGOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EmfOrI7wpRU/s72-c/volosnya84ce8e37jf0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-7083771999896684851</id><published>2009-01-11T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:02:20.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of sadness and more lyrics and a new week and a long title</title><content type='html'>Alright, so the loss of the Panthers has finally ceased to be depressing. Now I am looking forward to the new week, and especially looking forward to starting my college semester. I love college. Except that two of my classes are at CPCC's Levine campus, which is down in Matthews.... And that's like a 45 minute drive 3 times a week. And those classes are Calculus and Accounting. Awesome. Oh well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some more lyrics (come to think of it, I don't really know why I am posting lyrics, if you guys are getting bored with them let me know haha). They are about my grandpa, who died a few years ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I remember&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;All the things that we would do&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;And I remember&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Every single walk we took&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;But things have changed &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Now that you’ve gone away&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;And even though it’s been so many years&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;My heart still hurts inside&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;And I know you’re not coming back&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;But even though I try so hard&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I can’t travel to the past&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Why does it have to be so difficult&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;To just let this go&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I won't be seeing you for a while&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;But at least I still remember&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Every time&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;You laughed along with me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Each tear&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Shed for someone else&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Why did you have to be&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;The next one in line?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I miss you so much, but if you can hear me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I can’t wait to see you again&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Bridge:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I know you’re happier &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Happier where you are&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;But why did you &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Did you have to leave so soon&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Couldn’t we have had &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Had a few more years together&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Or was it all &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;All part of some big plan&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I don’t want to forget.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Have a great week guys. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;~Mark&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-7083771999896684851?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/7083771999896684851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/end-of-sadness-and-more-lyrics-and-new.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/7083771999896684851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/7083771999896684851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/end-of-sadness-and-more-lyrics-and-new.html' title='End of sadness and more lyrics and a new week and a long title'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-4198771027645687514</id><published>2009-01-10T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T18:49:14.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO PANTHERS!!</title><content type='html'>Ok so this is right before half-time, the Panther just got injured. Things seem bleak in this dark hour, with the score being a dreadful 27-7. But, even with these horrible figures, there is still hope. We can persevere and utterly crush the Cardinals. To spur on the Panthers, I have written several Haiku.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panthers Rock. Also,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We rock as well. Jake Delhomme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can throw really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cardinals are birds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are not. We are big cats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cats will eat the birds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steve Smith is awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He can jump really high too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He will score touchdowns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our running backs are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Williams and J. Stewart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are really fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm all out of haikus. Go Panthers. Persevere. Triumph. We can do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-4198771027645687514?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/4198771027645687514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/go-panthers.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/4198771027645687514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/4198771027645687514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/go-panthers.html' title='GO PANTHERS!!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-5737449359201371566</id><published>2009-01-09T10:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:46:05.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like posting...</title><content type='html'>But I don't know what to post about. I will most likely post some more lyrics or something meaningful later in the day, but I have to get to school right now, so I guess I'll close for now. Except maybe I have time to throw in a picture. Cause I love pictures, even if they are completely pointless.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWebPiMMw1I/AAAAAAAAACw/RkHnTX-7lTU/s320/1210946420BeigeBeanie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that, my friends, is a beanie. Without a propeller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cyall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-5737449359201371566?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/5737449359201371566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-feel-like-posting.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/5737449359201371566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/5737449359201371566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-feel-like-posting.html' title='I feel like posting...'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWebPiMMw1I/AAAAAAAAACw/RkHnTX-7lTU/s72-c/1210946420BeigeBeanie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-704008234503496961</id><published>2009-01-07T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T11:51:26.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More lyrics and an awesome rainstorm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;So this morning, at approximately 5:58 in the morning at Concord Mills CFA, I saw rain go horizontal and actually rise slightly. And that made me happy for the rest of the morning, and I felt like posting some more lyrics. And I also felt like posting this picture-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWUGa7BhM7I/AAAAAAAAACo/yBHKshf1KW8/s320/crazy-cat.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;...as proof that all cats are inherently evil and seeking world domination.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;And now on to the lyrics. I wrote these a while back, but recently changed some of the words. It is meant to be sung to any special person in your life. I sung  it to my mom and it made sense :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Do you realize you’re the only thing that’s keeping me from giving up &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I can’t think of a way I can fail as long as you’re around to pick me up&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;This seems a blessing I have not earned, like a gift from above&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;But now I have the chance there’s just one thing I’d like to say&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Thank you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;For all things you say&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;For all the times you make me laugh&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Each and every day&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Thank you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;For caring when I cried &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;For helping me when I’m weak&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;And standing by my side&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I want to say thanks&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Even when life seems hard I know that you’ll be there for me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Could I learn to imitate you in every single action, thought, and deed&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I won’t be here for forever, so if there’s one thing I could do for you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;It would be just to show you, to show you that I cared&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;And can anyone who calls beanies "toboggans" please raise your hand?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;And that's all for now. Cyall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;~Mark&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-704008234503496961?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/704008234503496961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-lyrics-and-awesome-rainstorm.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/704008234503496961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/704008234503496961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-lyrics-and-awesome-rainstorm.html' title='More lyrics and an awesome rainstorm.'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWUGa7BhM7I/AAAAAAAAACo/yBHKshf1KW8/s72-c/crazy-cat.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-1317150919048878875</id><published>2009-01-06T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T10:44:16.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love writing lyrics in the rain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;The sun has fallen beneath the trees&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Veiled in tears, I fall on my knees&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;What splendor as this have I ever seen?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Who could have created such a scene?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;With a break, the dawn appears&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;And my mind is rid of all its fears&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;The clouds can try to hide the sky&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;While so impossible, I yearn to fly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Shadows and storms break the calm&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Powerless in terror, controlled by His palm&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;What power on earth can hope to compete?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;My only solace is to bow at His feet&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;We lift the curtain, raise our voice&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;In the face of His glory, there is just one choice&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;The universe is just a toy in His hands&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;His praise be sung across all the lands&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Veiled in tears, I fall on my knees&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;What splendor as this have I ever seen?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Veiled in tears, I fall on my knees&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;What splendor as this have I ever seen?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;What splendor as this have I ever seen?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Come to think of it, I like writing lyrics anytime or anywhere. When it's raining it just seems more natural for some reason. Anyways....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-1317150919048878875?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/1317150919048878875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-writing-lyrics-in-rain.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/1317150919048878875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/1317150919048878875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-writing-lyrics-in-rain.html' title='I love writing lyrics in the rain...'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-429900928576186225</id><published>2009-01-06T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T05:56:30.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noob Tech Question</title><content type='html'>Hey how do I change the main background of the blog? I've messed around with the html, but I still can't figure it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-429900928576186225?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/429900928576186225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/noob-tech-question.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/429900928576186225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/429900928576186225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/noob-tech-question.html' title='Noob Tech Question'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804973666117720745.post-1831682158985777081</id><published>2009-01-05T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:19:57.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll see how long this lasts.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, I finally made my own blog. Guess I got tired of barging in on everyone else's blogs. I don't know how long this will lasts but generally, if I get to the point where I am checking on this blog like once an hour, it's about time to shut it down. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I can't think of what else to say in this post, and the only thing that comes to my mind is those cool sayings that are spelled the same even if you reverse them. Here are the only ones I can remember- Racecar, and "Able was I ere I saw Elba." I need to think of more.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I am completely out of ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures! People love pictures, right? I don't know if any of you have ever gone to despair.com, which is a hilarious wesbite that creates all these things called demotivators. Then people will take the templates that they used on demotivators and put in awesome pictures with awesome definitions. That didn't make sense. Probably best that you just behold the awesomeness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ1pOlM2WI/AAAAAAAAABQ/zfohZRyU3N4/s1600-h/logical_awesome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ1pOlM2WI/AAAAAAAAABQ/zfohZRyU3N4/s320/logical_awesome.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287918263635597666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ1o8Xy35I/AAAAAAAAABI/WHeBWhPL3Zk/s1600-h/kirk-inspirational-awesome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ1o8Xy35I/AAAAAAAAABI/WHeBWhPL3Zk/s320/kirk-inspirational-awesome.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287918258747531154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ1o2TGBuI/AAAAAAAAABA/nYHqBloE3Xc/s1600-h/awesome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ1o2TGBuI/AAAAAAAAABA/nYHqBloE3Xc/s320/awesome.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287918257117202146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here are a whole bunch of hilarious signs that actually exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5CP3KsHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4MgdUjd5ons/s1600-h/funny-picture-photo-funny-sign-Cosmic-Kitty-pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5CP3KsHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4MgdUjd5ons/s320/funny-picture-photo-funny-sign-Cosmic-Kitty-pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287921992011001970" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5BlRup-I/AAAAAAAAABw/LY_XD70mvmM/s1600-h/funny_signs_3_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5BlRup-I/AAAAAAAAABw/LY_XD70mvmM/s320/funny_signs_3_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287921980579686370" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5BEr7BeI/AAAAAAAAABo/gJNFXrFniUk/s1600-h/funny_signs_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5BEr7BeI/AAAAAAAAABo/gJNFXrFniUk/s320/funny_signs_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287921971831178722" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5AVXfGhI/AAAAAAAAABg/HDdpNvzhZYc/s1600-h/214542286_707b5b681c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5AVXfGhI/AAAAAAAAABg/HDdpNvzhZYc/s320/214542286_707b5b681c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287921959128996370" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5ANFR8iI/AAAAAAAAABY/iBvM78Ky4ho/s1600-h/_44118842_bunker_signs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5ANFR8iI/AAAAAAAAABY/iBvM78Ky4ho/s320/_44118842_bunker_signs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287921956905153058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5XtrCdcI/AAAAAAAAACg/ddTLcxpVLkw/s1600-h/signs_bombs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5XtrCdcI/AAAAAAAAACg/ddTLcxpVLkw/s320/signs_bombs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287922360790447554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5XTt5jtI/AAAAAAAAACY/d7VgsK-wkHM/s1600-h/good_luck_sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5XTt5jtI/AAAAAAAAACY/d7VgsK-wkHM/s320/good_luck_sign.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287922353823125202" style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5WnuUBbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zOfHcxeG9vA/s1600-h/funny-signs_0350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5WnuUBbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zOfHcxeG9vA/s320/funny-signs_0350.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287922342013699506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5WlEQf1I/AAAAAAAAACI/TzmwrmWQPZI/s1600-h/funny-signs4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5WlEQf1I/AAAAAAAAACI/TzmwrmWQPZI/s320/funny-signs4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287922341300436818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 273px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5WaPT1iI/AAAAAAAAACA/52fVZQI94yA/s1600-h/funny-sign1-tm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ5WaPT1iI/AAAAAAAAACA/52fVZQI94yA/s320/funny-sign1-tm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287922338394002978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I better not use up all my ideas for posts in one go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and by the way, the content of these posts will definitely get deeper. I just felt like having fun on the first one. Cyall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804973666117720745-1831682158985777081?l=lifeisstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/1831682158985777081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-see-how-long-this-lasts.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/1831682158985777081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804973666117720745/posts/default/1831682158985777081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisstellar.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-see-how-long-this-lasts.html' title='We&apos;ll see how long this lasts.....'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14984417003603269350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/R__XGtpsbWI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cdhrDu3_l-k/S220/Pig.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ns8uG-aXDmQ/SWJ1pOlM2WI/AAAAAAAAABQ/zfohZRyU3N4/s72-c/logical_awesome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
