<?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-6328131</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:29:56.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SOCIAL COMMENTS ON THIS CRAZY SOCIETY. :)  AND PERSONAL STUFF.</title><subtitle type='html'>OK so i decided to be all trendy and start one of these live journal knock offs.  Expect alot of writting.............. i really dont know who the hell i am talking to because i suspect no one will really end up reading my comments on society but oh well.  I will be ;)  I will also be writting alot about myself and be all personal and shiznit so it will seem like an episode of the real world (dont get me started on that show)  hope you all come and read soon.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stranger384.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328131/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranger384.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>leo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01472180057741047214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328131.post-107707875410777556</id><published>2004-02-17T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T20:38:16.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PRO-LIFE OR PRO-CHOICE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, pro-life means you are against abortion and don't think it should be available or even accessible.  If you are Pro-choice it means you aren't necessarily pro abortion but you agree that's it is a women's right to choose.  Knowing that.......... What are you.  For a while I didn't know where I stood on that issue but then I got to thinking.  Who am I to say that you shouldn't ever commit abortion.  Yes I do believe its wrong, yes I believe its murder, and yes I would not want any of my loved ones to do it for fear they might go to hell and no if I were a women would never do it but I still do believe it is the woman's choice to do what they want.  If they choose to live with the fact they did it, I am not gonna point the finger and say MURDERER like some crazy hick up in the Midwest or start to quote the BIBLE.  God gave us free will for a reason and if someone wants to take a risk I say whatever.  So I don't know if that means I am pro-choice or pro-life.  I am pro-life in the fact that I do believe babies, born and unborn, have the right to live a full life but I am also pro-choice in the fact that if a women was raped at 13 and couldn't handle a baby I would not taunt them or try to stop them from getting and abortion.  Its there choice not mine.  I mean I've heard of situations where some crazy wacko goes and bombs abortion clinics.  That is just idiotic to me. If you are so against murder to the unborn, why are you trying to murder the people who are already live.  If you know they will be judged for doing it don't you think you will be too.  I say women have free will to do whatever they want. I would just not do it myself and feel its immorally wrong but if they have no choice its not up to me to judge it is up to GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where do you stand on the issue of abortion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post was inspired by a linnylin, you know who you are. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6328131-107707875410777556?l=stranger384.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328131/posts/default/107707875410777556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328131/posts/default/107707875410777556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranger384.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107707875410777556' title=''/><author><name>leo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01472180057741047214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328131.post-107666094405577243</id><published>2004-02-13T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T00:37:52.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MORE UNIVERSAL THEMES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two websites.  I decided to make this one more public and less private with more contemporary themes and commentaries and not so much a journal, while the other one will be explicit with all my raw emotions.  If you really want to read that site give me a holler and I might give you a link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.  Lets talk about sex baby lets talk about you and me........ Sorry, brain fart.  Lets talk about how jaded the music industry is.  I remember in the late nineties we had this pop music explosion, then kids got tired of the same routine and cookie cutter "artist" with no apparent artistic abilities or credibility for that matter. So little girls got a treat and the manufactured avril lasomething came and brought a whole bunch of fake rock trying to get these kids to buy cds and not burn them.  All the mean while shakira is out there and is the only REAL artist who isn't depressing, but that's besides the point.  Now there  is NO GOOD MUSIC out there.  Everything is over produced and its come to the point that these "singers" have to kiss each other on stage or show their tities to millions of people to get publicity and attention because that is the only way they sell cds.  They aren't selling their music because first of all its not their music its the song writers who sells it to them.  All they do is sell their image.  Tired of it.  That's why I listen to Spanish rock.  Its not jaded and precalculated like English music.  Not even Spanish pop is, sure there are some fake artist out there like paulina rubio but she will admit to it and she wont try to sound "rock" or "hiphop" in order to sell more.  She will just dress like a slut and sing pop songs but that's ok because she admits to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get real everyone and if the music scene doesn't get better I'm gonna start making my own shiznit. late&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6328131-107666094405577243?l=stranger384.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328131/posts/default/107666094405577243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328131/posts/default/107666094405577243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranger384.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107666094405577243' title=''/><author><name>leo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01472180057741047214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328131.post-107657392057549684</id><published>2004-02-12T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T00:21:11.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS BEEN A WHILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been  while since i have written here.  I've been going through alot. Its seems like i am in a crossroads and i dont mean that stupid ass britney spears movie.  I fucken hate that attention whore.  I've been worrying about my health.  For like three months i have not been feeling good. i've been feeling tired and like i am rotting.  I even think i look pail and yellow but everyone thinks its all in my head even though when i dont think about it i still feel like shit. I even had to quit my job because of it because i just cant stand it when i feel crappy and i have to pretend to be all happy and deal with people.  It gives me anxiety attacks.  I hope i'm not like really really sick or dieing OMG no omg pray for me.  Enough about that i dont wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today i decided out of no where  that i would go back to school.  Linda has been bugging me about taking RCC classes with her so i finally gave up and said i would take two class.  A guitar class to play better and a class with her.  She is the one who did all the work though.  It was funny she was like filling out all the paper and stuff and the workers there  thought she was the one registering. LOL i'm such a lazy ass.  She is getting into shakira again which is cool because i love shakira I AM A SHAKIRAHOLIC.  omg i cant wait for her fucken dvd to come out in late march.  I hope i feel better then. pray for me guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON ANOTHER NOTE. &lt;br /&gt;i really havnt talked or visited my cousins that much which sucks because i feel we are driffting apart.  i called noe the other day and he wanted me to go over but i didnt feel so great so i didnt.  i would but i dont wanna bitch and moan about how tired and crappy i feel around him.  I'M SO FUCKEN TIRED OF THIS SHIT. i just wanna feel ok so i can live my life omg help me lord!............... speaking of which, i wanna go to this religious retreat that a client from work told me about but he is sopposed to find out about it and call me but he hasnt.  Probably he doesnt think i am a good catholic but i am even though i sin alot.   I should become a priest maybe thats the answer or maybe eating something right now is the answer.  i'm tired gonna go to bed now later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6328131-107657392057549684?l=stranger384.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328131/posts/default/107657392057549684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328131/posts/default/107657392057549684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranger384.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107657392057549684' title=''/><author><name>leo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01472180057741047214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328131.post-107407124829190353</id><published>2004-01-14T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T01:21:45.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;GET TO KNOW ME&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am from LA born and raised......... well I liked to say raised but I moved to Ontario Cali when I was 6 or 8.  I really cant remember which probably means I don't care much for this city.  Actually I shouldn't say that.  I like this city a lot and I am proud of it but part of me wishes I still lived in LA where the people aren't so jaded and well stuck up.  I still remember over there you could start a conversation with strangers in the street although it wasn't a good idea to do so.  Here people are a bit more cold but I guess the language is to blame to.  There it was mostly Spanish that we spoke and if it wasn't Spanish then it was spanglish.  Its a different animal.  Spanish is more personal and loving and real while English is generic rough and straight to the point.  I mean it doesn't really feel like your talking to a person when you say something in English it just feels like you are transferring information from yourself to someone else like two robots.  Spanish is more personal and its more familiar.  I don't know how to describe it.  I find it ironic I say all that while typing in English.  OH by the way another thing. I will be misspelling (see) a lot of words and I am not gonna take the time to fix it because I get lazy and forget what I  was about to say.  I also wont cap a lot of the beginning of my sentences and don't be shocked if you notice any run on sentences that just seem to drag on forever without ever really having a period and using the word, and, way to many times and getting to a point where you feel like you just finished reading a whole paragraph when you haven't really read one sentence yet ok so there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to this city.  Its in southern cali which is the most important thing because I would much rather live in southern cali then in any other part of the whole world.  I mean to me southern cali is one huge city that has beaches, mountains, and deserts.  Its the best place to live because we have everything for everyone and everyone themselves.  There are so many different types of people here which makes a huge melting pot and a great place to raise kids.......... Except for some places in cali.  Now the inland empire is a part of cali which is considered dry and not fun but in actuality its not dry at all. And by dry I don't mean really dry I mean boring.  We have some stuff here........ like a mall an airport ....... wow I sounded like a small town person defending their city.  Next thing you know I'm going to be saying that we have a huge walmart where most the  kids my age hang out.  Well no sorry the IE is nothing like that at all.  For you that don't know.  The IE stands for INLAND EMPIRE which is a part of socal in a valley between Los Angeles and riverside consisting of cities like Pomona, rancho cucamonga, chino, Ontario, san bernandino, riverside, Paris, Las Vegas, and Iraq.   Ok well those last three weren't true but you get the picture.  The IE is big and some parts is industrial but for the most part its pretty suburban.  It has its nice city life and of course cool night life.  But for me I prefer taking off on weekends and going outside the IE far away on the other side of the 605 or south of the 91.  Going to Sunset Blvd is fun.  I like pretending that I might bump into someone famous but I am not of age to go into the clubs where they are hanging  out and I am not about to go walking around downtown LA looking for someone to hook me up with  a fake ID.  I will just wait because at least that way I have something to look forward to.  Besides the hot spots in the cosmo part of la I also like the beach and just driving around seeing where the freeways take me to.   That's another thing about cali. I live freeways.  Driving 85 and about when the speed limit is 65 is just funny.  I mean no one follows the speed limit.  Not even cops themselves.  I don't see the sense in it.  Freeways are like pathways that take you to different situations and cool places.  I am tired about people complaining about how much traffic there is.  Maybe if you guys went somewhere rural where there was nothing and no one on the road you would miss our crowded freeways.  Besides they aren't all like that.  I trust the 60, 57, and 10 except when I start to get close to la but I don't mind the traffic it just gives me more time to enjoy my music.   Ah yes music.  That just made me see how much more I have to talk about but I cant do it all today.  I have work, yes work to go to tomorrow.  I will talk about it later but for now let me talk about today then I am leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was interesting.  I woke up around 2pm and was tired throughout the whole day. Learned to play some shakira songs on my guitar and then went to go get a hair cut but there was too many people so I came back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6328131-107407124829190353?l=stranger384.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328131/posts/default/107407124829190353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6328131/posts/default/107407124829190353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stranger384.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107407124829190353' title=''/><author><name>leo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01472180057741047214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
