<?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-11181836</id><updated>2012-01-22T00:22:59.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE END OF THE WORLD</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</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>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-3042732661672986340</id><published>2011-08-13T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T21:00:09.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just</title><content type='html'>Wanna get fucked up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-3042732661672986340?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/3042732661672986340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=3042732661672986340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/3042732661672986340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/3042732661672986340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-just.html' title='I just'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-3849808230226309955</id><published>2011-08-13T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T20:57:54.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been awhile ...</title><content type='html'>... but im kinda wondering, i think most ppl have left this site alone apart from spammers, which i think is good, i kinda want noone to know but if anyone stilll visits this site then i think they should know, i have nothing to say, its a defensive mechanism i know but i dont want to say anything right now ... until later im sorry, anyone who knows me knows why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-3849808230226309955?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/3849808230226309955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=3849808230226309955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/3849808230226309955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/3849808230226309955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its been awhile ...'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-2279243532242514709</id><published>2007-02-19T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T15:57:18.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of dreams......</title><content type='html'>....... I remember mine from last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my granparents farm. I was being chased by the police. I was innocent but couldnt prove it. The person who commited the crime was there too. He or she was feeling guilty about what he or she had done. They couldnt tell the cops that they were responsible. I spent most of the time with my granmother and i saw my unlce once or twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not too sure about what else happened but before i woke up i remember asking my granmother for money to get out of the country because the cops were coming down the road but there was nothing i could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird huh :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RaNdOm PoSt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-2279243532242514709?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/2279243532242514709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=2279243532242514709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/2279243532242514709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/2279243532242514709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2007/02/speaking-of-dreams.html' title='Speaking of dreams......'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-7628359728615494651</id><published>2007-01-13T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T10:42:54.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy.....</title><content type='html'>..............cannot be created or destroyed      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the same with emotions??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we are annoyed, or angry or anything, the resulting emotions are created?.  But it does happen where we are *blank* and something or someone, not deserving, becomes the target for all of our emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience is a virtue wasted on man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more time, or time  to speed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are priorities??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are yours??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine are fucked up and perfect at the same time??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can people change??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can people jus type for no reason or is it the subconcious??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, welcome back bob, didnt expect to see u here!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-7628359728615494651?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/7628359728615494651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=7628359728615494651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/7628359728615494651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/7628359728615494651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2007/01/energy.html' title='Energy.....'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-116412245903085886</id><published>2006-11-21T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T05:53:31.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like ......................</title><content type='html'>......... What the hell???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly il admit im neurotic. Secondly what the fuck??? Thirdly im happy for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what is going on with my life any more. I am an atheist, and i dont know if i believe in karma but i think that i am some-what of a good person. (If that matters). Compliments are compliments and they are meant to be a nice thing to say to someone. They are too and well meant, but it gets to the stage that one more person wishes to compliment or make me feel better and they come out with the, "Your such a nice guy" routine i will hit something. Anyone, on the off chance it happens, who has said this to me, i am not mad, angry, annoyed or anything else with you, life just sucks and ranting is healthy. apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so the atheist thing, your probaly wondering why that came into play, well its this, GOD or Budda or whatever celestail being or karma or mother nature or whatever is controlling my life must love its job. This thing, (GOD etc) i will call IT, and IT is pissing me off. I can take most of what IT can dish out but a long slow torture will eventually tire out any person. It sucks big hairy donkey balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure that there is relevance or a trigger to these emotions and there is. It was a fine saturday afternoon. I had been working in athlone and i was happy to be back. I spent a few hours cleaning the house and myself and headed to the offie, bottled druids and bucky, all was set for a great evening. I had decided that there were alot of people i hadn't seen in awhile so a few txts later and i had deecided to stay in for the night and "relax". Watching movies and drinking doesn't make most people energetic and it didn't make me either. Yet i am a sucker for a chick and surely enough, a few hours later i was in town in a club. Dont get me wrong, i love the vic but i was quite out of it. Good music and good friends makes for a good night but one little thing and the fhit hits the shan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know, i really dont.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell happened.&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt make sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a friend. I chatter to her. I ignored my other friends to catch up with this friend. Does that make me a bad person?? It doesn't really matter. So i was chatting to her and everything was cool and it was turning out to be a great night. When stuff like this happens to most people the ending is .. ... . . they get the girl, they have the fun and it all ends happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Now what happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;I was dancing with her and it was all cool. She said that she had to get her cousin but she would be back. She did come back and she did bring her cousin. I knew her cousin. I dont know if she knew that. Within a minute this girls cousin had kissed me and hugged me so much that when she stopped the origional girl was nowhere to be seen. The cousin is a cool person but i have never been friends with this girl and she acts as if we were best friends. I knew her 2 years or more ago when i was going out with one of her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so i didnt finish this comment when i started it and more has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got her number from a friend and caller her for someone else one night, that was cool and all, she said she was sick and coulndt come out but to ring her on saturday. So i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday i worked a half-day and went home, got ready and headed for a friends b-day party thing was started as a meal. The meal was the climax of the night. Meal was unreal. Afterwards i rang her and went to her house. we chatted for ages and headed out. It was a pretty cool few hours. After a while she told me that we were great friends and that we connected really well and how she fancied some other guy with whom she wanted me to meet. I remember seeing him for a minute but have no idea what happened after. Thank god for alcolol and mind bending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea what my point is anymore but life sucks for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-116412245903085886?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/116412245903085886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=116412245903085886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/116412245903085886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/116412245903085886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2006/11/like.html' title='Like ......................'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-116263951103679476</id><published>2006-11-04T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T03:25:11.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A smart choice......</title><content type='html'>................. or a dumb impulse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It remains to be seen , iv made a decision, for those who know and those who dont, i have 2 blogs. One is this merry little summary of events and the other a place to bithch and moan and be my other me. With the invasion by bebo gripping the nation i reckon that very few will actually read this but i remember the good old days b4 bebo. Damn you bebo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i suppose and update would be welcome, i work, work, work and occasionally sleep and drink and smoke. Im a bad person. I think i was a good person at some stage but then i went crazy. Its goin to be tough, i know. It shouldn't be, i know. It will all the same, nothing to do with great friends or whateve else gets me through the days. At some points i think im being far too melo-dramatic and then i think, i barely know what that means. I know that i dont have a hard life and i know other ppl, if looking at this think boo-fucking-hoo he gots a wittle problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just rambling and am slightly mad but what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this doubt shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My best friend and worst enemy",&lt;br /&gt;U know me too well for my own good,&lt;br /&gt;What am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now and forever,&lt;br /&gt;nema&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-116263951103679476?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/116263951103679476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=116263951103679476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/116263951103679476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/116263951103679476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2006/11/smart-choice.html' title='A smart choice......'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-115184999415469978</id><published>2006-07-02T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T07:19:54.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doesn't Everybody Love........</title><content type='html'>................ When things come together on a SUNNY day outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit man,  woman , bloggers and bloggerettes, lets all just say hi, hello and GOOD MORNING to you, me and the world around us. Its just a great time to be alive. That point upon which one gives up hope is the short end but before a better beginning, thats right dead as in rebirth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever give up hope on people.&lt;br /&gt;Ever.&lt;br /&gt;They are the best ever,&lt;br /&gt;Cept scumbags who arent,&lt;br /&gt;But thats not that much so..........&lt;br /&gt;Huzzah for the shopkeep,&lt;br /&gt;And all that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets enjoy this wave because its worth it, every bit!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-115184999415469978?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/115184999415469978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=115184999415469978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/115184999415469978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/115184999415469978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2006/07/doesnt-everybody-love.html' title='Doesn&apos;t Everybody Love........'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-114582916953359068</id><published>2006-04-23T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T14:52:49.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now you gone and ........</title><content type='html'>................. done it reins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some have come and gone&lt;br /&gt;Others are here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Some have never liked it&lt;br /&gt;For you and me, we know. We know. We know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things never change, others do.  Iv decided to write here as im not sure what i really wanna say and noone is around to hear anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to college tomorro and iv done nuthing and i dont care to an extent. What will happen, will happen and there isnt much i can do about it. So college is life and life is college and stuff and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i listen when i know and when i know why dont i listen??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know but do you?&lt;br /&gt;You know but do i?&lt;br /&gt;Do i make sense or do i belong in eyre square with the "bunch"?&lt;br /&gt;"Rabble, Rabble"&lt;br /&gt;"Ur sister!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Fuck me and suck you too"&lt;br /&gt;"Looking to meet guys\girls in your area??,&lt;br /&gt;  Tired of being alone??&lt;br /&gt;  Just call 00353698GOFUCKME"&lt;br /&gt;"Il regret thus and thus iv regretted"&lt;br /&gt;"                            "&lt;br /&gt;"------------"&lt;br /&gt;"________"&lt;br /&gt;"@@@@@"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-114582916953359068?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/114582916953359068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=114582916953359068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/114582916953359068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/114582916953359068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2006/04/now-you-gone-and.html' title='Now you gone and ........'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-114190868403209388</id><published>2006-03-09T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T04:51:24.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do i care less now ..........</title><content type='html'>...................... or have i never cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn projects, i saw them coming and did nothing and now i reap the *rewards*.  This is the stage where i jus dont care bout little things like passing the year. I want and need to but my priorities are messed up if even there. My constant ramblings about nothing are what keeps me goin yet im beginning to annoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look and look and i find what i need but not what i *need* if anyone at all gets me. Because i have started late, the deities punish me by filling labs when im in and not letting me get VB working at all on my laptop or pc, ................... *meh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to do, so little time ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is important??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People i dont know???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-114190868403209388?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/114190868403209388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=114190868403209388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/114190868403209388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/114190868403209388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2006/03/do-i-care-less-now.html' title='Do i care less now ..........'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-114130086654901995</id><published>2006-03-02T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T06:35:11.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the bitchy mind ..............</title><content type='html'>................ and guess what, no kenny. Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Dammit do i love this life of mine. Good night last night from the house to the house really. So i meet up with some people during the day and talk and catch up and stuff. They decide to go out and im invited and u know i cant reject an offer to go out. So there is me running valiantly (strolling) form college to town and back and back etc. Lots of exercise that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i finally headin into town and ready to party. So i walk randomly round meetin ppl and talkin for awhile till i meet with people to head out properly. Basically its been a mad few days where iv been confused and more confused but i do love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to college work (hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adious amigoes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-114130086654901995?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/114130086654901995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=114130086654901995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/114130086654901995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/114130086654901995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-bitchy-mind.html' title='In the bitchy mind ..............'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-113918109086046360</id><published>2006-02-05T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T15:11:30.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really, really, really ......................</title><content type='html'>................................. love galway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many great nights out in galway and i love this place. I recomend it to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many amazing people out there who are so crazy and cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out one weekend with people i havent met in ages. They were meeting with other people they knew who happened to be underage. So it was a long night of moving from one pub to another until we were kicked out. At some stage we met up with more people and decided to go to the vic. It was a tenner in and that was all they money anyone had but we paid neway. It turned out that a 21st was on iin the hotel part and i would like to say congrats and cheers for the free food and drink. I was being handed drink all night and ended up having an amazing time even with no money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some free food that night which lead to free food the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man do i love galway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-113918109086046360?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/113918109086046360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=113918109086046360' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/113918109086046360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/113918109086046360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-really-really-really.html' title='I really, really, really ......................'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-113820224466600951</id><published>2006-01-25T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T07:17:24.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here is a little song i wrote...........</title><content type='html'>.................... you have got to sing it note for note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT WORRY BE HAPPY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-113820224466600951?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/113820224466600951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=113820224466600951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/113820224466600951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/113820224466600951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2006/01/here-is-little-song-i-wrote.html' title='Here is a little song i wrote...........'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-113650243778897576</id><published>2006-01-05T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T15:07:17.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5..........4............3........2.........1.............</title><content type='html'>...................................Happy new ye *bang* ..... eh what was that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it is the sound of an old man falling down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New years was a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday at the comedy club was a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning at 4:30, a phone call not a good sign. I already knew what my dad was to expext when he came home 15 mins later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My granfather John Franicis Kenny died at age 81 on monday 2nd January 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much done, so what else can i say...........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-113650243778897576?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/113650243778897576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=113650243778897576' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/113650243778897576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/113650243778897576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2006/01/54321.html' title='5..........4............3........2.........1.............'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-113380009316277224</id><published>2005-12-05T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T08:28:13.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever u do...................</title><content type='html'>........................do not click link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.crushcalculator.com/content/love/625952644&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-113380009316277224?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/113380009316277224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=113380009316277224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/113380009316277224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/113380009316277224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/12/whatever-u-do.html' title='Whatever u do...................'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-113230745874510263</id><published>2005-11-18T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T01:50:58.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bottle of vodka ........................</title><content type='html'>................................ a shoulder of vodka, a 750ml of vodka and Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all Happy Birthday Sean!! Big shout out to all my homies from cavan !! How did the night go in the end?? Where did everyone go ??? and how did i get the couch??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a man dazed and confused,&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to the click click of life perverbial keyboard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-113230745874510263?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/113230745874510263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=113230745874510263' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/113230745874510263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/113230745874510263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/11/bottle-of-vodka.html' title='A bottle of vodka ........................'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-112928999445453411</id><published>2005-10-14T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T04:39:54.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I came, i saw, i conquered ...................</title><content type='html'>............................. then didnt get as drunk as a certain buckfast weilding son of god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It occured to me at some stage in the past 24 hours that i hate women. Then i realised that it was not women but the affect that (i allow??)  them to have over me. Its something like a loss of control or a skull-fuck. (slowly becoming my new favourite word) My experiences with relationships are hell at best. It seems that my reluctance over the last while to get involved with any one was something to do with me slowly running out of excuses as to why it fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mind is a fragile and yet powerful tool\weapon. It works somewhat based on triggers and for some people these can fuck u up in ways you cant even imagine. A perfectly good night can be destroyed by the innnocent words of an unsuspecting freind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loss of control for anyone is a terrible scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(congrats to sully and peadar who crawled under a fooseball table)&lt;br /&gt;(Bob i forgive even if noone else will)&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry to anyone who was out with me last night)&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks to the fine lads on the tracks who left me alone)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-112928999445453411?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/112928999445453411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=112928999445453411' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/112928999445453411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/112928999445453411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-came-i-saw-i-conquered.html' title='I came, i saw, i conquered ...................'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-112920793474109084</id><published>2005-10-13T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T05:52:14.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one down, another one down ..................</title><content type='html'>...................... another one bites the dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hello and welcome sportsfans to another exciting round of strike-out. This young athlete really is the next joe bloggs. His record speaks for itself really. He has managed to beat them off with a skill that was thought to be lost for years."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the good or/and bad in the world why must we condone ourselves to an action which will inevitably lead to disaster. I for one think i like the challenge of what new and exciting reason\excuse\accident will smack me in the face next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-112920793474109084?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/112920793474109084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=112920793474109084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/112920793474109084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/112920793474109084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-one-down-another-one-down.html' title='Another one down, another one down ..................'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-112844924508105755</id><published>2005-10-04T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T11:07:25.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff is..............................</title><content type='html'>......................................complicated, so horribly complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks to sky* and sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I duuno why but i kinda do, when stuff goes right its not really. The longer the wait, the better the rewards and the bigger the mess when all implodes/explodes. A single great moment that leads to something or does it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its that one little moment that is right and what we interpret after it is why it all goes wrong. We cant change the past, present or future but we can influence it. Most of the time even that right is taken away or at least should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe feelings are feelings because we can't control them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-112844924508105755?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/112844924508105755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=112844924508105755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/112844924508105755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/112844924508105755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/10/stuff-is.html' title='Stuff is..............................'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-112809325865133051</id><published>2005-09-30T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T08:14:18.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO it has begun.............</title><content type='html'>........... the invasion of roker is in its first stages&lt;br /&gt;All is going according to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do, so little time so might as well get a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever notice the difference between happy and "happy", its a really cool feelin. Wish ye'all a "happy" day, week and year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curently listening to francis "happenin" and johnny "bitchin"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-112809325865133051?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/112809325865133051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=112809325865133051' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/112809325865133051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/112809325865133051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-it-has-begun.html' title='SO it has begun.............'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-112677592626991548</id><published>2005-09-15T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T02:18:46.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack of the giant scary and all powerful ..............</title><content type='html'>....................... advertisers .... eh .... hold on&lt;br /&gt;What has happend to the world of blogs when an ordinary blog cant even post for the fear of attack from advertisers. eh ah well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing, it really is, and when i find it it let ya's  all know where and when u can find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks, but is great, people suck but are great. Maybe that should be errated to some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random stuff, Random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sitting in da "IT" labs waitin for my first lecture thinking bout random stuff. alot of it is commonly known but others hold the secrets of the dark side and such (damn neddy for tlkin bout star wars) newho my thoughts are messy like this post so il head to the land of canteenin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornin and take it easy to all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-112677592626991548?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/112677592626991548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=112677592626991548' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/112677592626991548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/112677592626991548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/09/attack-of-giant-scary-and-all-powerful.html' title='Attack of the giant scary and all powerful ..............'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-112548357863261439</id><published>2005-08-31T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T03:19:38.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My counter is crazy.........................</title><content type='html'>............................. seriously i know ppl love me and all but my hits are CRAZY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-112548357863261439?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/112548357863261439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=112548357863261439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/112548357863261439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/112548357863261439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-counter-is-crazy.html' title='My counter is crazy.........................'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-112203418231986014</id><published>2005-07-22T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T05:09:42.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Workin 9 till 5......................</title><content type='html'>.....................................What a way to make a living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or in my case workin 3 till 10 to save a bit of money. Work is work really, nuthin more nuthin less, theres some cool ppl, some assholes but its to be expected. My hours are averaging out to be usually 3 to 10. There not bad but there not great either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played poker the other night up at bobs. Great laugh!! Went out the other night after aidans thing which rocked by the way!! and found drinking vodka through a straw works. (cant remember much else) ................. and ........... na lost it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i do actually get home any of the days i find myself alone watching tv, and usually pondering about stuff since south park is on in another 2 hrs and il watch crap until then. Looking inwards outwards and sometimes upwards, neve noticed that on the ceiling hmmmm, has brought about a change in me. A small one that nobody can notice but it dont matter neway. Introspective, is a dangerous thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this danger looming il bid a fond farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This entry dedicated to Bob "Blog hater" Barrett. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-112203418231986014?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/112203418231986014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=112203418231986014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/112203418231986014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/112203418231986014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/07/workin-9-till-5.html' title='Workin 9 till 5......................'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-112068723552832937</id><published>2005-07-06T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T15:00:35.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9.78x...........................................</title><content type='html'>.................. a science answer to a philosophical question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long narrow hallway that is the path to life,&lt;br /&gt;One that is full of victories war and strife,&lt;br /&gt;There are no doors, only stairs,&lt;br /&gt;We walk alone, yet in pairs,&lt;br /&gt;A stairs up, a stairs down.&lt;br /&gt;A high upon highs, A downer to end it all,&lt;br /&gt;In heaven only to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since iv said nethin. Its been kinda mad over da last while, jus settlin into a few things. Dunno what i really wanna say.... Iv had a rew good nights ove da last year. The last one ended up in millenium park with 2 other ppl. It was a fantastic way to spend a morning, yet sadly was short lived as i had my first day of work.&lt;br /&gt;Lifes funny in a lot of ways, since iv started workin iv done fuck all else. Most nights ppl bein doin things iv been late or miss em completly. All i wanna do at the moment is jus meet up with others and relax.&lt;br /&gt;Such is the way i suppose, Time for me to get up and plan somethin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe later. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-112068723552832937?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/112068723552832937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=112068723552832937' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/112068723552832937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/112068723552832937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/07/978x.html' title='9.78x...........................................'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111875364760728529</id><published>2005-06-14T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T05:54:07.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam West??.............</title><content type='html'>.....................Could i be??&lt;br /&gt;Well heres whats new in the world of Adam. Knees bust, stomachs not much better, will get to further his education and hes happy because the fog has cleared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what i wanna say bout the shore yet but il wait and see. Lets leave it at im happy, i think and i cant wait for tommorrow or thursday not too sure yet......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on, sorry robins in trouble il catch up with yas later........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111875364760728529?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111875364760728529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111875364760728529' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111875364760728529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111875364760728529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/06/adam-west.html' title='Adam West??.............'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111875285171937391</id><published>2005-06-14T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T05:40:51.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams......................</title><content type='html'>....................I passed first year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111875285171937391?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111875285171937391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111875285171937391' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111875285171937391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111875285171937391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/06/exams.html' title='Exams......................'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111764930201323834</id><published>2005-06-01T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T11:08:22.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I sat in a cafe..........</title><content type='html'>And watched the world go by...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i sat and watched and drank tea. It was pretty cool considering all my plans went to shit. I was supposed to meet up with someone but there sick and in bed, get well soon babe! Something which i avent done in an age was a crossword and i did two today. Its good once in a while to sit back and do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this be an inspiration for everyone to do nuthing........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111764930201323834?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111764930201323834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111764930201323834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111764930201323834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111764930201323834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-sat-in-cafe.html' title='I sat in a cafe..........'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111658273715077820</id><published>2005-05-20T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T02:55:00.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty mental...................</title><content type='html'>At the moment the events of last night are slowly conjugating to make a full or at least an image or puzzle if you will. The lights are on but nobodys home in my little world. It was a good night as far as i can remember and i hope you all enjoyed it as much as i was told i did, lol. Sittin in cr3 at da moment trying to figure out my next move, not chess gally NOT CHESS, (jus noticed that chess is 1 letter off cheese , thats pretty funky) (so is cheese actually).&lt;br /&gt;Was it a good night for all???&lt;br /&gt;Where did everyone end up????&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell is my bag????&lt;br /&gt;Whats goin on tonight???&lt;br /&gt;Will the joker ever best batman???&lt;br /&gt;To find out the answer to these questions and more,&lt;br /&gt;Tune in next time,&lt;br /&gt;Same blog site, Same random rants&lt;br /&gt;Thanx y'all and have a good one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111658273715077820?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111658273715077820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111658273715077820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111658273715077820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111658273715077820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/05/pretty-mental.html' title='Pretty mental...................'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111632194352396815</id><published>2005-05-17T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T02:25:43.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of what faith are u???........</title><content type='html'>Last night was one of those great nights where people see a movie, talk and drink of course!!! The movie was kingdom of heaven and the talk was about religion. It was an interesting indept look at the psyche of the human mind. I secretly (ya right)  wanted to do philosophy but would not achieve "proper grades" to do so. So in my time iv decided to do it as an amateur. A talk on religion is amazing i that what it leads to and the answers given tell you alot about different people. I feel the waffling has gone on long enough so.......&lt;br /&gt;What religion are you??&lt;br /&gt;What faith are you??&lt;br /&gt;What do you believe in??&lt;br /&gt;P.S. got tickets for Star Wars 3 on wednesday 12:30 gonna be savage !!! :):) :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111632194352396815?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111632194352396815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111632194352396815' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111632194352396815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111632194352396815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/05/of-what-faith-are-u.html' title='Of what faith are u???........'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111634330704919908</id><published>2005-05-17T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T08:21:47.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanx mr reichenbach......</title><content type='html'>For giving 2 exams and now we wait to see why.......&lt;br /&gt;Il keep u posted.........&lt;br /&gt;Im so hiper.............&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehehe......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111634330704919908?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111634330704919908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111634330704919908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111634330704919908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111634330704919908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/05/thanx-mr-reichenbach.html' title='Thanx mr reichenbach......'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111610735121180234</id><published>2005-05-14T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T14:49:11.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life through a 56k....(somethin) wire........</title><content type='html'>Im at home now and writtin on my blog (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;obliviously duh)&lt;/span&gt; but i think its da first time. 56 is so god damn slow it unnerving. Good night last night, out with cox (Mr doom), amanda (Gf), Mickey and Catrina. It gave me alot to think bout and it was good to catch up. On a side note when do u know that ur love life really sucks, would it be when u start lookin online for new friends or jus when u start mullin on previous relationships on a daily basis..........&lt;br /&gt;Why do we think???&lt;br /&gt;How do we think???&lt;br /&gt;Do i make ne sense???&lt;br /&gt;And i wonder....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111610735121180234?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111610735121180234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111610735121180234' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111610735121180234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111610735121180234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-through-56ksomethin-wire.html' title='Life through a 56k....(somethin) wire........'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111591040214871479</id><published>2005-05-12T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T08:06:42.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big dirty hairy ball sockets.....</title><content type='html'>I hate maths, i hate maths, i hate maths, i hate maths, i hate maths, i hate maths, i hate maths, i hate maths, i hate maths. All i feel like doing is killing something, damn cr2 being gone...... i hate maths, i hate maths, I HATE MATHS...... damn that exam, damn it to hell and back to, well hell.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid fucking exam..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats how i feel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111591040214871479?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111591040214871479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111591040214871479' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111591040214871479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111591040214871479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/05/big-dirty-hairy-ball-sockets.html' title='Big dirty hairy ball sockets.....'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111580315267650064</id><published>2005-05-11T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T02:19:12.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET</title><content type='html'>63% i got 63% in my software exam. Thats overall, I passed, I passed First year. SWeeeeeeeeT dankeschon, merci and cead mile failte to all. May this inspire everyone to anything as this proves the impossible is possible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111580315267650064?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111580315267650064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111580315267650064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111580315267650064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111580315267650064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/05/sweet.html' title='SWEET'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111573123779165752</id><published>2005-05-10T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T06:20:37.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How it goes......</title><content type='html'>I suppose........&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, its weird only a week left and although its a week of exams i feel pretty awful actually. Iv been kinda sick since Sunday night(Nuthin to do with drink before all you finger wagglers start) . Jus saw my reflection there a few minutes and i look how i feel, surprise surprise, i suppose i avent been that great to be around lately, Oh well ul forgive me eventually.  Summers nearly here and i welcome it. Welcome Summer!!! Pokers the new craze for us getting us kicked out of labs and most of us, surprise surprise again, are still playing. Its kind of a weird spacy day so i think il enjoy it. Take it easy ppl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111573123779165752?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111573123779165752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111573123779165752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111573123779165752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111573123779165752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/05/how-it-goes.html' title='How it goes......'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111530242620527004</id><published>2005-05-05T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T07:13:46.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grinding my nerves........</title><content type='html'>It aint the exams.........&lt;br /&gt;It aint the not going out..........&lt;br /&gt;It aint the lack or excess of alcohol......&lt;br /&gt;Its PEOPLE, with an idea in their head they will persist in something which may not be true but there are not happy until it is. These people are driving me mad and they dont know it. I dunno if i should admit to what they think or keep telling the truth, ah *sigh*. Back to exams. Best of luck and relax they will pass as all things do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111530242620527004?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111530242620527004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111530242620527004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111530242620527004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111530242620527004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/05/grinding-my-nerves.html' title='Grinding my nerves........'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111442432885270501</id><published>2005-04-25T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T03:39:20.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It started with a talk......</title><content type='html'>........And ended with a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been the weirdest weekend ever for me. Firstly my granmother had motor-neurons. On Thursday she went to Beaumont for some tests to see how badly she was doing. My mother returned late on Friday. We talked for hours about different things. It was the first time I opened up to her which is a bad thing to say. I never could of believed how much about me she knew that I didn't tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I was in town for most of the day. I met up with Sean (accidentally) and hung around with him for a couple of hours before heading to a friends 18th. This time round it was a pretty good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning at 6:35 I got a call from my parents, I was in a friends house at the time. Beaumont had called to say that my gran was having respiratory problems and that maybe we should see her before ot was too late. We left before 7. After arriving in Ballinasloe I was awoken. I knew straight away why. She died at 7:35 am Sunday 24th April. There was noone with her when she died and she passed in her sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What at first was looking like a pretty good weekend was bad. Thats it for now as I have exams thursday and i wont get time again before then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethin which I left out but feel that is relevant is for 2 years that disease tortured her body. The signs of it were always there. When I saw her she looked 10 years younger.  All the pain, the lines everything that showed her to be in pain or being sick were gone. She is at peace now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life sucks, Get a helmet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denis Leary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooincidentaly Bob Marleys "Dont worry be happy" was playing at Mother Hubbards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-IE"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111442432885270501?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111442432885270501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111442432885270501' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111442432885270501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111442432885270501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/04/it-started-with-talk.html' title='It started with a talk......'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111331507873767393</id><published>2005-04-12T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T07:11:18.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOMBIES!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Right there has been talk of zombies lately and i would like to inlcude a few cooments on these "undead" in blog. First question there will be a zombie attack in a few hours. You have to pick 5 shops in galway and say what you would bring and why. Hopefully with the right preparation we will be well prepared for such an attack.&lt;br /&gt;P.S NEDDY STAY IN GALWAY&lt;br /&gt;For more info on what the hell im on about go to &lt;a href="http://thebooksofrage.blogspot.com"&gt;http://thebooksofrage.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; and look for the K.N.I.G campaign&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111331507873767393?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111331507873767393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111331507873767393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111331507873767393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111331507873767393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/04/zombies.html' title='ZOMBIES!!!!!!!'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111324770941248974</id><published>2005-04-11T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T07:12:02.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EVIL KIDS VS SOME GUY</title><content type='html'>LOOK AT THIS LINK ITS BRILLIANT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thedecadentwest.blogspot.com/2005/04/dw-vs-five-year-olds-bring-it-on.html"&gt;http://thedecadentwest.blogspot.com/2005/04/dw-vs-five-year-olds-bring-it-on.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111324770941248974?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111324770941248974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111324770941248974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111324770941248974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111324770941248974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/04/evil-kids-vs-some-guy.html' title='EVIL KIDS VS SOME GUY'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111295035521047522</id><published>2005-04-08T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T01:52:35.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A FEW GOOD DOUBLE VODKAS AND THE TEQUILA TO END IT ALL</title><content type='html'>FIRSTLY WOW, SECONDLY WOW AND THIRDLY WOW. WHAT A FUCKING NIGHT TO START WITH CELLAR D VODKA BESIDE SPEAKERS OF THE LIVE BAND.  THEN TO CUBA MY FRIEND, MORE D VODKAS, MORE D VODKAS AND AT THE END I WAS APPROACHED WITH A TEQUILA. MY ARCH FUCKING ENEMY, THE 1 DRINK THAT NEVER SET WELL WITH ME BUT UNDER THE TECHNICAL ADVISEMENT OF A DRUNK I(NOT ME REALLY) FIGURED OUT TO JUST LEAVE OUT THE SALT THANK U MAN(I THINK) . THAT NIGHT SOUNDS OK AVERAGE AT BEST BUT FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT KNOW PAIDI HE NEARLY KILLED ME WITH THE SHIT HE WAS COMING OUT WITH ALSO, GUESS WHAT, NEDDY MADE A FEW GENIUS JOKES, MY HATS OFF TO YOU NEDDY. WHAT A DAY AND NIGHT. NOW TO STOP MY HEAD FROM BLOWING UP..................... I WONDER IS FOOD A GOOD IDEA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111295035521047522?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111295035521047522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111295035521047522' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111295035521047522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111295035521047522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/04/few-good-double-vodkas-and-tequila-to.html' title='A FEW GOOD DOUBLE VODKAS AND THE TEQUILA TO END IT ALL'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111288504956420117</id><published>2005-04-07T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T07:44:09.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY? WHY? WHY? WHAT DID I EVER DO TO THURSDAY???</title><content type='html'>FOR SOME STUPID REASON EVERY THURSDAY IS HELL FOR ME AND IV NO IDEA WHY. THURSDAYS ARE A PRETTY EASY DAY REALLY I FINISH EARLY WHICH IS GOOD. DAMMMIT AS I SIT AND PROGRAMME, SURF OR EVEN PLAY CARDS I NEVER FEEL RIGHT. I SUPPOSE IT EXPLAINS WHY I GO OUT EVERY THURSDAY USUALLY. TONIGHT IS A POKER TOURNAMENT WHICH IV GONE TO BEFORE BUT EVEN THAT HOLDS NO APPEAL FOR ME AT THE MOMENT. FUCK IT THERES ALWAYS TOMORRO SO PLEASE HURRY UP I NEED TO GET SOOME THINGS STRAIGHTENED OUT................BUT IL SEE .................HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM........................ (PAUSE) (SIGH) SEE YAS FOR NOW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111288504956420117?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111288504956420117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111288504956420117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111288504956420117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111288504956420117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/04/why-why-why-what-did-i-ever-do-to.html' title='WHY? WHY? WHY? WHAT DID I EVER DO TO THURSDAY???'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111221745783617862</id><published>2005-03-30T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T13:17:37.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MR VON DOOM I SALUTE YOU!!!</title><content type='html'>MR VON DOOM I SALUTE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;MR VON DOOM I THANK  YOU.&lt;br /&gt;MR VON DOOM I KNOW YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN&lt;br /&gt;THANX A MILLION BUD&lt;br /&gt;P.S.      I KNOW WHO WAS SLEEPING IN YOUR BED&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S   I THINK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111221745783617862?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111221745783617862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111221745783617862' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111221745783617862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111221745783617862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/03/mr-von-doom-i-salute-you.html' title='MR VON DOOM I SALUTE YOU!!!'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111081738807718848</id><published>2005-03-14T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T08:23:08.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALRIGHTY THEN</title><content type='html'>DIE A LITTLE,&lt;br /&gt;DIE A LOT,&lt;br /&gt;DIE KNOWING,&lt;br /&gt;YOURE JUST A PAWN,&lt;br /&gt;IN THIS BIGGER PLOT.&lt;br /&gt;THE END IS COMING&lt;br /&gt;I WELCOME THE APOCALYSPE&lt;br /&gt;A NOTE FROM THE DESK OF EL SABAN NURE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111081738807718848?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111081738807718848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111081738807718848' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111081738807718848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111081738807718848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/03/alrighty-then.html' title='ALRIGHTY THEN'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111036389739525445</id><published>2005-03-09T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T02:24:57.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANTING AND RAVING</title><content type='html'>I REALISE NOW THAT MY BLOG HAS LITTLE TO NONE RANTS (NONE ACTUALLY BUT WHOS COUNTING) I JUST REALISED ALSO THAT RANTS ARE NOT IN MY NATURE UNTIL IT BECOMES A DANGER NOT TO.......REFERENCE SIMPSONS AND HOMER CONTROLLING RAGE.........THE THING.............BASICALLY FOR ME AT THE MOMENT HAS NOTHING THAT SERIOUS TO COMPLAIN ABOUT..................FROM OTHER PEOPLE I HAVE LEARNED THAT MENAIL THINGS SUCH AS EDUCATION AND SUCH WHILE GREAT IN THE LONG RUN ARE MEANINGLESS IN THE "GREATER SCHEME"&lt;br /&gt;THE END IS COMING&lt;br /&gt;I WELCOME THE APOCALYSPE&lt;br /&gt;A NOTE FROM THE DESK OF EL SABAN NURE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111036389739525445?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111036389739525445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111036389739525445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111036389739525445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111036389739525445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/03/ranting-and-raving.html' title='RANTING AND RAVING'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111028202953710058</id><published>2005-03-08T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T03:40:29.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT HAPPENED???</title><content type='html'>OVER THE LAST COUPLE OF WEEKS I HAVENT BEEN FEELING WELL BUT BY NOW IM USED TO IT AND DEAL WITH IT IN MY OWN WAY. EVERYTHINGS BEEN FINE REALLY UNTIL THIS MORNING. I MUST BE GIVING OFF A VIBE OR SOMETHING BECAUSE ONE MY FRIENDS GOT REALLY AGGRAVATED AND I DUNNO HOW I PISSED HIM OFF. CAN YOU GIVE OFF A VIBE LIKE THAT WITHOUT KNOWING URSELF. IF YOU CAN AND I HAVE I APOLOGISE. WITH THIS I ASK THAT IF THIS HAPPENS PATIENCE WOULD BE APPRICIATED IN TELLING ME WHAT IM DOIN.&lt;br /&gt;THE END IS COMING&lt;br /&gt;I WELCOME THE APOCYALSPE&lt;br /&gt;A NOTE FROM THE DESK OF EL SABAN NURE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111028202953710058?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111028202953710058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111028202953710058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111028202953710058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111028202953710058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-happened.html' title='WHAT HAPPENED???'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111020725714746256</id><published>2005-03-07T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T12:46:22.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOUTH OF THE NATION</title><content type='html'>JUS LISTENING TO THIS SONG&lt;br /&gt;FIRST TIME IN A LONG TIME I ACTUALLY HEARD IT IF U KNOW WHAT I MEAN&lt;br /&gt;IL BE UPDATING THIS LATER AS I KNOW THIS IS GOIN SOMEWHERE .............&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT THE FIRST OF MANY EDITS........... I USED TO ALWAYS TURN TO MUSIC IN SECONDARY SCHOOL TO BLOT OUT THE WORLD AROUND ME. ONE OF MY FAVOURITES WAS YOUTH OF THE NATION (SURPRISE, SURPRISE) THE LYRICS ARE AMAZING AND RELATE TO EVERY PERSON IN MY OPINION. PLEASE TAKE TIME OUT TO LISTEN TO THIS SONG..................................................................&lt;br /&gt;IV BEEN GIVIN THIS LITTLE THOUGH BUT A QUICK QUESTION PRIMARY, SECONDAY AND COLLEGE WHICH TEACHES U MORE?....................................&lt;br /&gt;THE END IS COMING&lt;br /&gt;I WELCOME THE APOCALYSPE&lt;br /&gt;A NOTE FROM THE DESK OF EL SABAN NURE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111020725714746256?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111020725714746256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111020725714746256' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111020725714746256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111020725714746256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/03/youth-of-nation.html' title='YOUTH OF THE NATION'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-111020065545359441</id><published>2005-03-07T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T05:04:15.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom the inner conflict</title><content type='html'>why why why&lt;br /&gt;boredom is caused by what and why why why??? may i ask&lt;br /&gt;is boredom a direct result of ones outward lonlyness or is it an inner conflict upon which we lose&lt;br /&gt;as you can probaly tell i have sweet fuck all to do&lt;br /&gt;comments are appricated&lt;br /&gt;what do you think&lt;br /&gt;I WELCOME THE APOCALYPSE&lt;br /&gt;THE END IS COMING&lt;br /&gt;A NOTE FROM THE DESK OF EL SABAN NURE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-111020065545359441?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/111020065545359441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=111020065545359441' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111020065545359441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/111020065545359441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/03/boredom-inner-conflict.html' title='boredom the inner conflict'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11181836.post-110976330322370142</id><published>2005-03-02T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T03:35:03.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>help me please</title><content type='html'>i have no idea how to create a webpage and am up for suggestions&lt;br /&gt;while you have time please visit thebooksofrage thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11181836-110976330322370142?l=elsabannure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/feeds/110976330322370142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11181836&amp;postID=110976330322370142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/110976330322370142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11181836/posts/default/110976330322370142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elsabannure.blogspot.com/2005/03/help-me-please.html' title='help me please'/><author><name>EL SABAN NURE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00433146690504009503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
