<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755755869075942218</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 23 May 2011 01:05:53 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Being JoeyG</title><description>All for your reading pleasure.
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Keep blogging and keep smiling..Peace up y'all!</description><link>http://beingjoeyg.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Boy)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755755869075942218.post-4396747347732238654</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2011 22:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-24T14:24:20.019-08:00</atom:updated><title>The heart is made to be broken. Or is it??</title><description>The heart can actually never break!&lt;br /&gt;It only absorbs. Both in the biological as well as metaphorical scenarios.&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in love with someone or something is one of the most cherished activities of the heart. It is a process, where in the heart goes through stages. The mind and the heart work together on this when it comes to people. (which i will explain some other time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time theres a heart-to-heart connect with a new person, the heart starts to absorb new info and so does the mind. &lt;br /&gt;It absorbs as much as it can from a particular person, which in the course of a lifetime is can actually never reach saturation. Because it simply nurtures and grows a bond with that person. Going from the initial attention but cold stage to the warm and affectionate and finally to the hot and can't do without. While this is the summit in relationships, it is thus very vulnerable too.&lt;br /&gt;Liken this stage to you having reached the top of a very high mountain. One wrong move now and you have a very harsh and steep fall!&lt;br /&gt;It can take just one wrong move/incident for it to suddenly get filled to explode. You slip from the top and begin an un-desired fall.&lt;br /&gt;That's when we feel the sensation of heart-ache or better known as heart-break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point here is, The heart isn't made of glass. It's a muscle. One that pumps in and pumps out. Similarly what it cannot purify it simply discards. In other words, the stage to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE:Dedicated to all my friends and readers who have been through these stages at least once in their life. Love yourself the most guys and gals. For your own self is the one person that your heart will never give up on. So keep smiling &amp;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6755755869075942218-4396747347732238654?l=beingjoeyg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beingjoeyg.blogspot.com/2011/01/heart-was-made-to-be-broken-or-is-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Boy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755755869075942218.post-5480723532495964294</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Jan 2011 01:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-08T17:13:03.445-08:00</atom:updated><title>For those who do not believe in QNet!</title><description>&lt;h1&gt;QNET scam viewpoint - Completely unbiased&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author: &lt;a title="monica  tan" href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.articlesbase.com/authors/monica-tan/267238"&gt;monica&lt;/a&gt;  tan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you explore around online today, you will easily find numerousindividuals who are publishing &lt;a href="http://qnet.net"&gt;QNET&lt;/a&gt; scam accounts and there are many reasons for people composing these articles. I'm actually going to let the question of whether or not QNET is a scam be an open question in this article.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rather, I want to help you to understand the main reasons why people are in fact publishing these &lt;a href="http://qnet.net"&gt;QNET&lt;/a&gt; scam write ups so that you can have the resources yourself to decide if the writer of the article you are reading has in fact your best interest in mind when writing the article.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, even though it is of course vital that the opportunity you choose to align yourself with is in fact a legitimate and a good one, the company you choose to team up with is in reality not very important when it comes down to the elements that decide whether or not you will achieve success in this industry. I will touch more on that shortly,but lets understandwhy individuals are actually composing these &lt;a href="http://qnet.net"&gt;QNET&lt;/a&gt; scam articles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The prime and probably largest reason why people are composing these reports on every opportunity that exist on this planet (also companies like QNET), is the simple fact that it is a very clever marketing method. individuals using this marketing strategy are either aligned with a vying business opportunity and they are after the attention of the individuals searching for QNET in order to have them to join themselves in their opportunity instead, or the writer of the scam article might actually already be in QNET themselves and they want the reader to join their QNET team.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The other major reason why a lot of individuals are writing QNET scam reports, is that they have in fact time-tested to either build the QNET business or some other opportunity before and failed at it. This brings us back to the one constituent that sets your success with a company such as QNET.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You have to understand that a lot of individuals are failing in QNET, just like with any other opportunity out there, because they have not learned the correct skill set that it takes to be successful in their business. These people that end up publishing QNET scam articles are pointing fingers because they haven't succeeded with their business, and will never attain success no matterwhat business the undertake in their lives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The ONE thing you have to take in your heart when you want to be as victorious as possible with your QNET business, is that the only one responsible for the grades of success you attain is YOURSELF, and that only YOU can do the things necessary to make you prosperous with your business.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Article Source: &lt;a href="http://www.articlesbase.com/mlm-articles/qnet-scam-viewpoint-completely-unbiased-2311628.html" title="QNET scam viewpoint - Completely unbiased"&gt;http://www.articlesbase.com/mlm-articles/qnet-scam-viewpoint-completely-unbiased-2311628.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About the Author&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Experience MLM marketer - Been there, Done that&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6755755869075942218-5480723532495964294?l=beingjoeyg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beingjoeyg.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-those-who-do-not-believe-in-qnet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Boy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755755869075942218.post-5777743274999188325</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jan 2010 07:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-15T23:23:18.141-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>motorcycles</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>You Tube</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Thrill</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Art</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Adrenalin</category><title>Motorcycling by Joaquim Gonsalves</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt; "They aren't just a means of getting you from point A to point B.&lt;br /&gt;There are plenty of cars and not to forget public transport for the&lt;br /&gt;purpose. The main difference between a car and a motorcycle is the&lt;br /&gt;number of wheels. The extra set on a car allows for the cabin&lt;br /&gt;construction. To seat you in comfort and protect you from the dust and&lt;br /&gt;dirt outside. A car sort of cages you from nature. A motorcycle, on&lt;br /&gt;the other hand,  due to it's very form, aims to keep you one with the&lt;br /&gt;environment. Riding a motorcycle is far more involving than driving a&lt;br /&gt;car. Unless you drive a scarlet Italian with a prancing horse on the&lt;br /&gt;bonnet you aren't using much skill to drive a car. To truly understand&lt;br /&gt;why a biker loves riding go ask your kid brother why he likes to go&lt;br /&gt;around on his bicycle. Better still go out and ride one. Then go drive&lt;br /&gt;a car to a place and then take the bike to the same place. On coming&lt;br /&gt;back if the word 'freedom' doesn't come from your mouth I'll re think&lt;br /&gt;as to why I love motorcycles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go around a turn or curve on the road on a motorcycle and no matter&lt;br /&gt;how small the lean angle you will enjoy those few milliseconds around&lt;br /&gt;the turn. Search for 'cornering' videos on You tube. Just the sight of&lt;br /&gt;sparks flying by as riders scrape their foot pegs and knees on the&lt;br /&gt;road can give you goosebumps. Motorcycling is as much a source of&lt;br /&gt;adrenalin as a roller coaster ride or a bungee jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna go on a road trip? Plan to go in a car? Bring in a bike as&lt;br /&gt;well. Spend a few kms in the car and few on the bike and you shall see&lt;br /&gt;the difference. The experience is richer on a motorcycle. And at the&lt;br /&gt;end of the day don't you want to have an all round one with nature&lt;br /&gt;experience on a road trip? The next best thing would be to go on foot,&lt;br /&gt;that's if you don't mind spending five times the amount of days on the&lt;br /&gt;trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom, thrill, adrenalin. Such are the words that describe&lt;br /&gt;motorcycling. It is a bug. One that will excite you every time you get&lt;br /&gt;bitten. Leaving you asking for more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dig deeper and you will learn why motorcycling is even considered&lt;br /&gt;an art form!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;Ride safe and God bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6755755869075942218-5777743274999188325?l=beingjoeyg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beingjoeyg.blogspot.com/2010/01/motorcycling-by-joaquim-gonsalves.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Boy)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755755869075942218.post-4164321883409548199</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 10:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-20T03:44:54.321-07:00</atom:updated><title>For an Angel..V2.</title><description>People say that angels dont exist and miracles rarely occur these days. I beg to differ.This one's for you Tania!&lt;br /&gt;Angel: Attendant or messenger of God; representation of this in human form with wings; virtuous or obliging person.Well thats just what Oxford has to say about her. But only partially describes her.I'd like to add that an Angel is sent to you when you need divine help more than ever in your life. A time when you just feel you cant take it anymore. The Mighty One finally has mercy and decides its time you get some help for real rather than just prayers.&lt;br /&gt;This lil angel came into my life and flew away almost in the blink of an eye. Her sole purpose in that short while was to endure the cruelties being meted out to her just so that she could help me get better. Almost like the Phoenix she burnt herself out so she could help this mere mortal realise his own strentghs.&lt;br /&gt;Words are too few and my command over the English language too weak. Else I'd go on forever.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to you Tania!May the Lord keep you happy and smiling always. truly a God sent individual with a style that cannot be matched and a character that can never be duplicated.&lt;br /&gt;Your simply awesome buddy! This was the least I could do for you in return,&lt;br /&gt;God bless ya always!&lt;br /&gt;Warm regards,Joey. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6755755869075942218-4164321883409548199?l=beingjoeyg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beingjoeyg.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-agelv2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Boy)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755755869075942218.post-3365874738719008245</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 10:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-20T03:30:16.703-07:00</atom:updated><title>For an Angel....</title><description>People say that angels dont exist and miracles rarely occur these days. However, I beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;Angel: Attendant or messenger of God; representation of this in human form with wings; virtuous or obliging person.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to add that an Angel is sent to you when you need divine help more than ever in your life. A time when you just feel you cant take it anymore. The Mighty One finally has mercy and decides its time you get some help for real rather than just prayers.&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life and flew away almost in the blink of an eye. Enduring the cruelties being meted out to you just so that you could help me get better. You kept illuminating my path with your incessant light burning yourself out and melting away like a candle.&lt;br /&gt;Well the light is now shining even brighter than before and I pray that it continues to do so for all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to you Tania! May the Lord keep you happy and smiling always.You're truly a God sent individual with a style that cannot be matched and a character that can never be duplicated.&lt;br /&gt;Your simply awesome buddy! This was the least I could do for you in return,&lt;br /&gt;God bless ya always!&lt;br /&gt;Warm regards, Joey. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6755755869075942218-3365874738719008245?l=beingjoeyg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beingjoeyg.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-angel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Boy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755755869075942218.post-1407305685618311684</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2009 09:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-11T02:02:26.650-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>youth</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>motorcycles</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>rebels</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Family</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>parents</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>arguments</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>thinking</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>peace</category><title>Turning Blind with Tears of Blood----Part II</title><description>......You say I'm being selfish and am not putting myself in your shoes. On the contrary, it is because I thought of it from your viewpoint, that I asked for your permission. I could have very well ran away without informing, like I have done before. But, I decided to change that, due to my new found respect for you. I'm not saying I have been a perfect son or If I ever will be, after all the mess that I have made in the past few years. Its precisely why I didn't go today, after you said NO. But of course, I had to make a point which is why all this happened.&lt;br /&gt;Cause one fine day, when you finally agree, I will have lost all confidence due to your negativity. Plus, there would probably be too many restrictions on travelling, what with terrorists now having taken over the world or there would be no world at all, the bike would be in a bad shape and most importantly I will have turned old and frail.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't run away this time, because I know at the end of the day, you are the ones I will turn to. And God-forbid I wouldn't want to suffer hell on earth on account of my family disowning me!&lt;br /&gt;Damn! All the bad stuff comes at the same time. But still doesn't mean that it will continue the same way.&lt;br /&gt;See this is how the 'mind' works. If you draw your own negative conclusions before hearing the whole story, your mind will go into overdrive to prove that your negativity is right. If you think in the other way, then your mind uses all its resources to prove that right is in fact right.&lt;br /&gt;Its up to you if you wanna heed this or just shun it aside as "Sameer's Anger" or "Sameer's tantrums"&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, sorry for all that I said above. Unfortunately, I did mean it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, what's gonna happen in Sameer's life or many of the other young boys and girls who are just like Sameer. Agreed, some of our demands can be wrong and stressful. But then not all demands are demands. They would be a "mutual understanding" if tackled appropriately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6755755869075942218-1407305685618311684?l=beingjoeyg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beingjoeyg.blogspot.com/2009/01/turning-blind-with-tears-of-blood-part_11.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Boy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755755869075942218.post-3531482093383330952</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2009 07:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-11T01:46:31.094-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>youth</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>motorcycles</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>rebels</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Family</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>parents</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>arguments</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>peace</category><title>Turning Blind with Tears of Blood---Part I</title><description>Life can be so disappointing. Like the popular Hindi proverb, "Dene wala jab deta hai toh, chappar phaad ke deta hai." Which loosely means, "When the blessings come, they come in abundance." Unfortunately, this also holds true on the negative side.&lt;br /&gt;The following is about a young boy named Sameer, who has recently faced a real bad phase with his last job. Accused of something he hadn't done and terminated from services with a real harsh letter. The next scene is where he has plans to meet up with some friends on a motorcycle ride and how he handles the events, that unfold afterward, through his thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;(Written in first person)&lt;br /&gt;Referring to his parents: People say they believe in God and that such things should be taken just as how molten steel has to go through fire to get hardened. But the very same people turn around and say, "Your stars are bad right now. Don't go anywhere on the motorcycle for long rides!" Heck, if I go anywhere on foot they have a problem and its the same with a bike. "There will be dew on the roads, truckers are bad drivers, you don't have experience, the bike is too big, your brother had already had an accident around the same time when he went to college on the bike some years ago, I don't have the energy to answer to the family members if anything happens to you." [All valid risks that I completely understand and have learnt on how best to prevent but..] God! Have you ever heard so much negativity in less than a minute from anyone before?!! Even the many soaps on T.V. don't have so many bad thoughts. In that case, I shouldn't even walk out on the road. There could be a banana peel I may trip over, a rabid dog may bite me for no reason, a 3-wheeler could run over my toes, a truck could be swaying callously, a car could be breaking the zebra crossing. Heck there are so many germs in the air, there's flu in the air, there's pollution, there are terrorists roaming freely for crying out loud!! Going by your thinking I'm glad I didn't commit suicide. Thank goodness, there's no third sibling. Gosh, I can only imagine the restrictions you would've imposed on him/her! Again, going by your way of thinking, there could be another incident at a new workplace, so I should not work at all right!? I'm sorry, but isn't that your school of thought when it comes to me and the bike? [Agreed, my passion borders on materialism. But then life itself has become materialistic. The very fact that we have such competitive needs owing to the harsh, rotten and corrupt world we live in, is grounded on materialism.]&lt;br /&gt;Coming back, why can't you accept the truth that life itself is fraught with such uncertainties. If something has to happen, it will take place, COME WHAT MAY! God makes it happen, hoping that we learn something out of it strive on with new found strength.&lt;br /&gt;I understand you care for me and hence your worried for my safety. But it doesn't mean you should not have confidence in me when it comes to the one blessing I have, that I love and am passionate about.&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever realise that this same negative thinking is why I don't want to get married, which is why I'm not in a relationship, which is why I don't socialise? But no, that too y'all want to make a liability on my head.&lt;br /&gt;One says I can't allow that, I will have to hear from everyone. The other says, its not his bike, he doesn't get to ride it, we have removed his confidence. [this itself says that you don't wanna forget the past] Why, even the everyday arguments you have with each other are proof enough of how you yourselves are negative entities and don't want to move ahead in life. How can you not expect anger from me then?? How can you expect me to be confident about anything in life with such an atmosphere? Its one of the reasons why I'm still a tortoise in a shell. Then they say I don't know how to socialise and how to mingle with other family members. This house-bound nature that has been developed in me unknowingly by whoever[maybe you or maybe its me] can lead to so many other problems. Yet, the one outdoor activity I engage in is degraded by you. Remember, you are the same ones who say, why you are going out? why did you take so long to come back? Fine I have no issues with that. But I cannot tolerate it when it comes to motorcycling. I don't know why, but I just cannot! Especially not after I explain the whole thing to you.&lt;br /&gt;Y'all have become so predictable! I know exactly how each one of you will react to every situation. Yet y'all haven't been able to understand me. [Is it because I don't understand myself? Then again why is that the fact?] I know how you all feel now as you read this, but did you realise this is how I felt and still feel? Even if i try to express it to you I have to face an answer that I know you will give me. One that gets me disappointed. One that comes pat, without even hearing me out. And after the job incident, which was such a confidence eroding factor, I have to face this. I'm fed up and frustrated with this life.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6755755869075942218-3531482093383330952?l=beingjoeyg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beingjoeyg.blogspot.com/2009/01/turning-blind-with-tears-of-blood-part.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Boy)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755755869075942218.post-3323650098051180522</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 08:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-26T03:25:40.493-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>procrastination</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>hate</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>love</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>metaphorical cages</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>impatience</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>jailed</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Freedom</category><title>Caged Freedom</title><description>I lie here in wonder, waiting for the day when I can jump up &amp;amp; do what I want.&lt;br /&gt;Without having to explain why, without having to think more than twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had the chance to live that life. It wasn't for long, but it made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;Smile, because that was freeedom.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom that a child can relate to on his bike. Freedom that the artist can paint on canvas.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom that is expressed through song.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I yearn for that day to come again. So much that even I can play a song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I lay here and ponder. Because I know that day won't come by mere chance.&lt;br /&gt;Like my fore-fathers, I too have to fight for it.&lt;br /&gt;Fight not with you, fight not with mother. But fight with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work hard they say to achieve success. And so it is in this case.&lt;br /&gt;Why? I do not know. Why is life always about pain followed by gain? I may never find out.&lt;br /&gt;Questioning it won't help either.&lt;br /&gt;But I do know one thing. I cannot wait for it to knock on my door.&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead &amp;amp; unlock that happy place is called for.&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I'm still left to wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder where to find that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder then &amp;amp; seek it's key; Only to find out that none can be done without HE.&lt;br /&gt;HE is the inspiration, HE is the strength.&lt;br /&gt;This is faith. And faith can move mountains they say.&lt;br /&gt;But labouring to move it is also true. A fact less underrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From freedom to faith. This is why I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone who can come to my aid?&lt;br /&gt;Someone to give an encouraging push. Someone to stand &amp;amp; tell me 'This is how you do it.'&lt;br /&gt;Aah! That someone can either be you. Or it can be me.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's possible. It is me beneath my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stop at this hint.&lt;br /&gt;And now again I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder, how to let myself out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6755755869075942218-3323650098051180522?l=beingjoeyg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beingjoeyg.blogspot.com/2008/06/caged-freedom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Boy)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755755869075942218.post-1623887788974779222</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 May 2008 20:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-01T04:18:52.615-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>WHAT I had to add him yaa</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Family Feuds</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Rossi</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>y u go figure then</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>hate</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>love</category><title>Unity in Diversity??</title><description>I had to stop reading a Valentino Rossi interview for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a cancer we eat into each other. That's how it is in ma familia. When we're away from each other, there seems to be peace &amp;amp; understanding between the four of us. But when we're under one roof, somehow or the other, all hell breaks loose. Is it us or is it the house? Maybe its cursed, who knows!&lt;br /&gt;Here's a brief 'emotional status' description of ma familia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Member A:&lt;/u&gt; Lonely, Rejected, Failure, Frustrated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Member B:&lt;/u&gt; Can't forget the past, Whiney, Needs just the faintest spark to combust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Both A &amp;amp; B&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have distinct abilities to mess with the heads. A messes with C &amp;amp; D's heads while B messes with A's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Member C:&lt;/u&gt;Has coped well with the whole situation &amp;amp; has made a successul person of himself albeit at a slight personal physical loss. Good then, that Member C has Member F for companionship, love and the emotional let-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Member D:&lt;/u&gt; The opposite extreme of C. The worst person. At par with A.&lt;br /&gt;Infact A + D = Angry Mount. Vesuvius.&lt;br /&gt;D work with A??..Whoah!! You gotta be kiddin me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at this point in their lives D has what it takes to change all this. Huh! Who am I kiddin? Not 'all of this' but atleast enough to make life a lil' easier. Unfortunately, D is just wasting his life away. Making it more of a mess than it already is.&lt;br /&gt;Member D often has 'What the hell was I thinking?' moments &amp;amp; will continue to have them unless concrete steps are taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even then, the four of them can't stay in the same Ring. At times its like a 'barb-wired steel-cage' match; while at other times its of the 'over-the-top-rope' kind.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad its just 4 members, else it would be 1/6th of a Royal Rumble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be wondering what happened to Member E. Fortunately, for its own good, Member E never got to see the light of day. Literally. Boy am I glad for that. But yeah, I do regret not knowing if it was a boy or girl. Not to forget the obvious joys a third sibling could have brought. But then better his/her happiness at our cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, the malignant disease has yet to find a cure. It seems to me that there's just two solutions: (a)Everyone or someone changes for the better OR&lt;br /&gt;(b)Unofficial separation from each other of any form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the introspection, I've been able to identify one root cause. It is the Intense Anger within each one. Bottled up daily in small increments. Then, set ablaze like a flaming bottle of alcohol and hurled at the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;Sad, ain't it? Having to term members of a familia as enemies? But don't get me wrong. Deep down, we do love each other. Trust me, that's what we realise when we are away........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6755755869075942218-1623887788974779222?l=beingjoeyg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beingjoeyg.blogspot.com/2008/05/unity-in-diversity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Boy)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755755869075942218.post-6971281680708483090</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 18:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-03T11:43:32.475-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Family</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Punching Bag</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Self-respect</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>love</category><title>State Of Disarray II</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Friday, 02nd May&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Part II&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Too many shadows in my room. So much to do than sit my heart around. Its taking so long. I could be wrong, I could be right. I am in repair."-- John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, I am in a state of dismemberment. People I should respect are those I feel detached from.&lt;br /&gt;A punching bag. That's what I've been treating my family like for the past few years. My family!My limbs, my breath of life! All I ever did was blow my head off at them. Like a supercharged engine that is fed an intoxicatingly large amount of laughing gas(N2O). Unfortunately, its constitution is too weak to hold in such a fierce combustion any longer. And it blows up sending the car into a tizzy &amp;amp; along with its driver, anyone else that happens to come in its violent path is furiously injured.&lt;br /&gt;What have I done?!! I have controlled my temper and been sweet to strangers who disrespected me. Strangers like the shopkeeper who never fails to cheat me, the pedestrian who lacks road sense, the landlord who extorts.&lt;br /&gt;The 2 people who gave me life &amp;amp; all I've ever done is hurt them.&lt;br /&gt;Topping this is the worst part. The fact that I've not been selfish. I've been worried about others so long, that suppressing myself has become second nature to me. So what if you have to say something that hurts. If its the truth, it must be said. No point trying to be the chocolate bar to everyone. In most cases you will find yourself getting devoured by those monstrous teeth for their selfish pleasures.(Seems like I've unknowingly made myself my own punching bag too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The doormat is what I've been. I guess that's the only reason why I've hurt those who only deserved forgiveness and love from me. Sure, there are biological reasons to prove why I don't get along with my father; but its still not reason enough for me to hate interacting with him. He is after all, my Dad!. Hes only human.(You're no angel yourself Joe.)&lt;br /&gt;Well, its time to wake up and smell the coffee. All you people who have treated me as the office stapler. UR GONNA GET UR ASSES STAPLED!&lt;br /&gt;There's a fine line between being 'Merciful' and being 'Just'. Never before has that line been more prominent to me. No more Mr. Nice Guy! Be myself is what I'm gonna be, coz self-respect gets you respect. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its definitely not easy. Shaking off a habit is one of the toughest things to do. You could end up getting rid of some good habits and forming new negative ones! But its not like I fear a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Feign I shall not. Not to you, not to him and definitely not to myself."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S.: A big 'Thank You' to AB. I look up to you, but never did I realise that you look up to me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6755755869075942218-6971281680708483090?l=beingjoeyg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beingjoeyg.blogspot.com/2008/05/state-of-disarray-ii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Boy)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755755869075942218.post-698480455847795922</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 17:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-08T14:07:38.360-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Hope</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Crush</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>love</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>good thoughts</category><title>State of Disarray</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Friday, April 04 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PART I&lt;br /&gt;How does one know if he/she likes someone? How does one differentiate between whether they like someone or like someone a lot? How does one know that it's not just infatuation?&lt;br /&gt;Take these facts for instance:--I'm a few hours away from giving an exam, but all I can think of, even though I'm physically reading my notes is, "Do I still like her?" I suddenly remember an old conversation and now wonder, "What if I had replied in another way back then?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's consider a romantic, madly in love, passionate yet practical married couple who are parents of two. How do they keep the flame going? To reach that stage in life, isn't it a fact that they liked/loved each other continuously over the years?&lt;br /&gt;......(oops! Sorry, had to delete some lines here as they weren't publish worthy, but they were important and hence the apology)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, let's move on. See, now I think I'm ready to get over it, but there's this whole new set of thoughts that has entered my mind since I began on this untrodden path of closure. This....mixed up Dilemma is what they've put me in. But sadly, its not just about a difficult choice. Its about something more intense and nerve-racking.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, when I queried, "..its not just infatuation?" Picture this, You've taken that infatuation &amp;amp; gone to level 3, where level 3 sees that crush turn into an obsession. Take this to level 5, where it becomes a habit; cue level 7 &amp;amp; the habit has entered the subconscious. If you managed to picture that then you've made it to where I am now.&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPT that, level 7 now has to deal with having to get rid of all previous levels!&lt;br /&gt;This has led me to mix those seemingly subconscious thoughts with 'what if..' type questions. Answers to which are never gonna see the light of day. Thus leading to more muddled thoughts that are difficult to construe!&lt;br /&gt;So, the only +ve thoughts I can rely on are those that strengthen my hope. Hope that at the end of it all, everything will be 'Fine'&lt;br /&gt;But I must say its really extremely disheartening to have to get over the first one. More so, if you're just like everyone with regards to this position, i.e. those who always thought that he/she would end up with his/her first one, for life &amp;amp; wouldn't have to go through Levels 1 to 7 for someone again.&lt;br /&gt;do wait for PART II.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S.: I have a strong gut feeling that you all are saying, "We've been there Joe!"&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I can only smile after reading it. Why? Cause, its another valuable lesson learnt. You know, &lt;strong&gt;That which doesn't break you, only makes you stronger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6755755869075942218-698480455847795922?l=beingjoeyg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beingjoeyg.blogspot.com/2008/04/state-of-disarray.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Boy)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755755869075942218.post-1029077392455730838</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 11:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-09T04:27:19.967-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sin</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>people</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>morality</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>spirituality</category><title>Can we live a sinless life?</title><description>Man is sinful by nature. To controvert this statement is futile.&lt;br /&gt;Going against set rules or moral laws has been associated with man right from his existence. Be it the religious context of the disobedient Adam &amp;amp; Eve or the evolution theory where the ape-man sometimes stole the game from his neighbour's hunts.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we do it? If it really is so hard not to sin then who said going against religious laws is wrong?&lt;br /&gt;But in the light of the 21st century, where the line between moral and immoral is getting thinner by the day, how are the morally inclined supposed to survive?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying I'm perfect. My soul is so dark, the black hole looks white in comparison. But let's not talk about the soul now.&lt;br /&gt;The Seven Deadly Sins. Why are they referred to as causing death? We all know death is part of the biological cycle in all living &amp;amp; breathing species and is thus inevitable. Hence, you hear some people say, "Why not sin(read live immorally) and die rather than just die?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its no excuse to make this world decadent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then what is morality? It's not just a set of rules passed down through tradition.&lt;br /&gt;If you really think about it, morality and peace are interconnected. If all the countries learned to co-exist like a family, there really wouldn't be atomic/nuclear wars. I mean, just because you disagree with your husband/wife/mother/father/brother/sister, you wouldn't go so far as to murder them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me if I sound a little sententious. And let me also clarify that I have no intention of becoming a moralist, nor do I wanna become immoral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is the moral of the story? I'm still thinking........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6755755869075942218-1029077392455730838?l=beingjoeyg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beingjoeyg.blogspot.com/2008/03/can-we-live-sinless-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Boy)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755755869075942218.post-5783305619489634383</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2008 07:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-23T23:16:09.704-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>emotions</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>parents</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>friends</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>love</category><title>That four letter word</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 22nd Feb. 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may want to term it as 'writer's block', but that's just inappropriate in my case. So, on that pompous note, let me begin with this my second one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna talk about today? Try hard I did to speak on something other than 'Love', but I'm afraid it's the only topic worth writing about at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;'To love, I'd rhapsodize' - Bono&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it the same with all of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Three things that have kept me awake lately:&lt;br /&gt;a.) Parents&lt;br /&gt;b.) Life with a room-mate &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;c.) Love for my bike.&lt;br /&gt;(You just knew I &lt;em&gt;HAD&lt;/em&gt; to add that third one, didn't you?!) :-)&lt;br /&gt;--I've been real bad over the last 5-6 years. Far from sounding like a five year old writing to Father Christmas why he still deserves to get gifts on a snowy morning, the point I'm trying to get across is, "Have I been a good son?"&lt;br /&gt;All the events from the last half-decade have lead to these last few days.&lt;br /&gt;Days of realisation, of a heightened level of conscience, days of foundation. Foundation of the man this world shall see a further half-decade from now.I shan't get into details, as I wanna KISS this one(Keep It Short &amp;amp; Simple, or such other variations that you're familiar with.) People my age will definitely identify with this plateau amongst life's many hills. The one where you finally get rid of the 'angry young man' image. The image in which you did everything for people &amp;amp; things that don't really matter and in the process caused hurt &amp;amp; heartache to those that really do. Parents in this context.&lt;br /&gt;There, you get the raison d'etre of Point 'a'. As for the answer to that question, I'd like to believe that I've gone from 'Bad' to 'Not so bad'.&lt;br /&gt;But I must add this. I would never reach here without YOU. Where I use the second person to refer to 'a few good men'. The close friends that HE thought right to bless me with. So Cheers to you guys &amp;amp; gals! I love y'all and will always be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Aah! Life with a roomie. The last 4 years have cemented my belief in the words 'Live-in Relationship'. Of course, what I've experienced is still far away from the real thing. You know, the real thing involves living with a person of the opposite gender! Now, don't brand me as 'Swaying the Other Way'.&lt;br /&gt;Patience is a virtue, so bear with my ranting and don't go trigger happy with that judgemental-gun in your head. Anyway, the point is, apart from bringing to light every little/great quality or malady of the other, living with someone also imbibes a level of tolerance in you. It makes you think about the other and how you can make things better just by spending time together. It has made me look forward to living with someone belonging to the fairer sex. But that's still a (VERY) distant prospect. For now, I'm in love with not being in love. Solace in solitude as I usually say.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a firm believer in the following description of love--  Love is a multi-faceted emotion, action &amp;amp; of course word.  To love means to sacrifice, to compromise, to put into deed. It's not just a word used in a directive sentence, like how some people abuse it, by saying it to anyone and everyone without any significance and then bad-mouthing about the very same people they said it to.&lt;br /&gt;When you utter the words "I Love You", it doesn't only imply your emotional attachment to a person/thing. It entails that you &lt;em&gt;Can&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;Are Willing To&lt;/em&gt; do anything to make that person happy. Parents, friends, partner, bikes(in my case). How exactly does one go about keeping a machine happy is not something I'm gonna delve into now. For obvious reasons.[You know what! I'm gonna skip Point 'c'. It's destined for an altogether different blog.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a great responsibility. Shouldering it can make you find yourself flying on Cloud no. 9 or amidst sharp thorns and menacing weeds on untreated ground.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, for me, the single most important aspect of personal life is 'making others happy'. That my dear, is the key to self-happiness too. It requires time &amp;amp; effort. Sounds like a 10-year plan, doesn't it? Well, that's exactly what it is! This can be attained with 'Love' &amp;amp; by extension is a 'key' that needs to be manufactured right from molten steel to filing of its teeth. With 'You' as the only labourer enduring, until with one small twist, its finally open.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6755755869075942218-5783305619489634383?l=beingjoeyg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beingjoeyg.blogspot.com/2008/02/that-four-letter-word.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Boy)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6755755869075942218.post-5025900306555930008</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 18:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-22T10:21:01.438-08:00</atom:updated><title>First things first and more...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Friday, 21st Dec. 2007&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, a different band to inspire me this time. Not Coldplay as usual, although they still hold the no. 1 spot on my list of inspiring music. Right now, it's 'Learn to Fly' by Foo Fighters.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, its been quite a while since I last sat down with you. By the way, I don't consider inanimate objects as my friends/confidants, etc. unless of course it has wheels. :-) This ain't a 'Dear Diary', more like speaking to the 'Inner Self' and saving those conversations in ink or print or blogs in this case. Why? Mostly because I've nothing better to do. lol...&lt;br /&gt;I've had it with these crushes and puppy love situations. Up to here I tell you!'Enough Now!' Like the hopelessly in love character from 'Love Actually', albeit, its easier said than done, specially with matters of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the absolute lack of work to do &amp;amp; of course the inspiring musikka, I figured, if this is what helps me preserve myself(Thanks Abbey!), then I better shun my laziness and get down &amp;amp; dirty. [Sometimes, the writing part does get dirty you know!]&lt;br /&gt;Putting the day's countless thoughts on paper really aids in de-stressing the mind.(Why Lord? Why do we need these thoughts? As if life's other troubles aren't enough!)&lt;br /&gt;This is the best part of writing and blogging. Helps me listen to my self, helps me put things in perspective.Some say it's the conscience while others say its the divine presence of God Himself speaking to us. I like to believe that its God speaking to us through our conscience.&lt;br /&gt;You know, since June I've been writing so much of stuff. Wish I could show it to all to you guys(who are apparently as bekaar as me if your reading this), but even though this blog is undeniably personal and I have no issues with sharing it with the world, there are certain things that are 'un-shareable' at best.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which brings me to the term 'CONFIDANT.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isn't it funny how your various relationships can be confusing? Those with Family, Priests, Friends, Professors, Doctors, etc Specially the latter three. The heart may be just a muscle working involuntarily. But it's this very randomness of the heart that can catch you off-guard. Then again, not everything is done with being overwhelmed by emotion.&lt;br /&gt;Its all in the mind baby. It has the innate ability to make things happen even when you know only too well that they won't happen.&lt;br /&gt;The thing with confidants is that they are just that and nothing else. You are both very important in each others lives but its up to you the 'confidantee' if I may say so, to keep things that way and not complicate such a beautiful relationship. They are unique. Earth Angels even! Come to think of it, everyone I'm close to is a true gem. Seriously! Of course I do believe that everyone is made unique. It's just that I don't see that uniqueness until I'm really close to them.&lt;br /&gt;What's that I hear you say? You think I'm just confused?No, NO!...............To me it's just a given that comes with being a 20-something. I prefer to use the term 'learning curve.' (The fact that it took me a good 60 seconds to come up with a substitute word, just so that I don't sound like every other confused 20-something, &lt;em&gt;IS &lt;/em&gt;irrelevant!)And no, I'm not trying to describe the functions of various body parts either.&lt;br /&gt;Aah! I've reached Coldplay.Let me sign off by saying, no matter what happens, just make sure you hang in there &amp;amp; have NO REGRETS.&lt;br /&gt;'Life is a lesson, you'll learn it when your through', sang Fred Durst.I say, why learn it when your through? To enjoy a fruitful life, you just have to learn these on the way. It isn't rocket science you know! So don't wait till its too late.&lt;br /&gt;Peace and God bless y'all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6755755869075942218-5025900306555930008?l=beingjoeyg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beingjoeyg.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-things-first-and-more.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Boy)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>