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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 07:38:17 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Bhob Wire: Urban Vampire</title><description /><link>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BhobWireUrbanVampire" type="application/rss+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-9052161952652384347</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 07:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T23:37:20.257-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bhobwire</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">essay</category><title>Pause</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SwEA8xJDccI/AAAAAAAABgw/kWgTWJ8uMm4/s1600/pause.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SwEA8xJDccI/AAAAAAAABgw/kWgTWJ8uMm4/s320/pause.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404602071804768706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fast is the exact word to describe time now. The new age has been a twin of fast advancements. Card catalogues are out. Welcome search engines! Just a click and you have it. Goodbye to telegrams. Hello SMS! A blast of it will let all pals know what's going on. No need of posting memorandum on a public cork board. Sending it to the entire staff thru ms outlook is just as efficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People from different societal brackets are now "instant-lovers" - coffee, foods, shopping and the list goes on. Each tick of the clock is so quick that no one can afford to let it slip away. Having all the conveniences, if not all, most of us are always in a rush- meaning, shortening time to accomplish multitude of tasks for profit or for better rewards thought to be the tickets to unlocking our dreams - SUCCESS. Unfortunately, it has a revised meaning now, which is stability, comfort and convenience. Formerly, success was known to be contentment and happiness. That I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the working environ where "deadline" is overused and almost lost its significance, people are chasing their dreams like superheroes. They move, talk, think, decide, invent, test, implement, and commit so fast. The overwhelming demands of the modern times have taken sleep and rest away from the present vocabulary in the consciousness. To get the task done, regardless of ways, has preoccupied the state of wakefulness. Be fast! No doubts there are some things left, if not less, un-attended at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Important dates. Greetings. Smile. Reflections. Just to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the complexities that may perplex us, I feel for a need to take a back. Not just to pose with fashion like angles of a cover boy or girl of vanity magazines. But, to spend time for self-assessment…simple questions as they appear….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I know my personal mission? Am I aware of my professional goal?&lt;br /&gt;How many times did I think for others' welfare and subordinated mine?&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? Do my partner know me?&lt;br /&gt;What are my reasons of working? Are they worth it? What are my basis of its worth?&lt;br /&gt;Are there changes in me? Do I need to change?&lt;br /&gt;Were there times that I place myself in the shoe of the recipient of my email before clicking the send button?&lt;br /&gt;Am I aware that there are several ways in saying things?&lt;br /&gt;What are my roles -As a friend? As a family member? As an employee? As a stranger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess, it is about time not just be part of the quick evolution of almost everything. To be fast is appreciated. Going beyond is needed. We need not just halt. Sometimes, we need to go back to basics. PAUSE and dig deeper - using the intellect of our soul and functionalities of our senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not pose. Pause. Fast is the exact word to describe time now. The new age has been a twin of fast advancements. Card catalogues are out. Welcome search engines! Just a click and you have it. Goodbye to telegrams. Hello SMS! A blast of it will let all pals know what's going on. No need of posting memorandum on a public cork board. Sending it to the entire staff thru ms outlook is just as efficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People from different societal brackets are now "instant-lovers" - coffee, foods, shopping and the list goes on. Each tick of the clock is so quick that no one can afford to let it slip away. Having all the conveniences, if not all, most of us are always in a rush- meaning, shortening time to accomplish multitude of tasks for profit or for better rewards thought to be the tickets to unlocking our dreams - SUCCESS. Unfortunately, it has a revised meaning now, which is stability, comfort and convenience. Formerly, success was known to be contentment and happiness. That I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the working environ where "deadline" is overused and almost lost its significance, people are chasing their dreams like superheroes. They move, talk, think, decide, invent, test, implement, and commit so fast. The overwhelming demands of the modern times have taken sleep and rest away from the present vocabulary in the consciousness. To get the task done, regardless of ways, has preoccupied the state of wakefulness. Be fast! No doubts there are some things left, if not less, un-attended at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Important dates. Greetings. Smile. Reflections. Just to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the complexities that may perplex us, I feel for a need to take a back. Not just to pose with fashion like angles of a cover boy or girl of vanity magazines. But, to spend time for self-assessment ... simple questions as they appear….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I know my personal mission? Am I aware of my professional goal?&lt;br /&gt;How many times did I think for others' welfare and subordinated mine?&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? Do my partner know me?&lt;br /&gt;What are my reasons of working? Are they worth it? What are my basis of its worth?&lt;br /&gt;Are there changes in me? Do I need to change?&lt;br /&gt;Were there times that I place myself in the shoe of the recipient of my email before clicking the send button?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I aware that there are several ways in saying things?&lt;br /&gt;What are my roles -As a friend? As a family member? As an employee? As a stranger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess, it is about time not just be part of the quick evolution of almost everything. To be fast is appreciated. Going beyond is needed. We need not just halt. Sometimes, we need to go back to basics. PAUSE and dig deeper - using the intellect of our soul and functionalities of our senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not pose. Pause.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-9052161952652384347?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/kbQDYV9Lrbo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/kbQDYV9Lrbo/pause.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SwEA8xJDccI/AAAAAAAABgw/kWgTWJ8uMm4/s72-c/pause.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2008/04/pause.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-670891595732873570</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 06:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T23:33:32.183-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.a-pp</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">product</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.bv</category><title>Easily Repair Windows Registry</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SwD_zPH-2wI/AAAAAAAABgo/A-cFk5fE4aM/s1600/registry.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SwD_zPH-2wI/AAAAAAAABgo/A-cFk5fE4aM/s320/registry.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404600808543017730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Registry classes, keys or settings that are corrupted are one of the leading causes of windows error messages. What is worse is that these registries can even slow down your PC. Yes, even the dreaded blue screen of death can be caused by corrupt registries (it's not just the virus).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What users need is a &lt;a href="http://www.regwork.com/"&gt;registry cleaner&lt;/a&gt; that handles, cleans and &lt;a href="http://www.regwork.com/"&gt;repair registry&lt;/a&gt; that are corrupted with just a few clicks. Regwork can easily do the job of cleaning out and repairing those registries that are critical to your system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Regwork needs is one click to do its job. Its powerful algorithm scans any &lt;a href="http://www.regwork.com/"&gt;windows registry&lt;/a&gt; that is inaccurate and invalid. A list will then be given to you for confirmation which you want to be deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an added bonus, Regwork offers a backup feature for all repaired files for easy recovery for convenience and protection purposes. This software is designed for Windows XP operating systems but is compatible with Vista versions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-670891595732873570?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/9lhUrCDH9_Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/9lhUrCDH9_Q/easily-repair-windows-registry.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SwD_zPH-2wI/AAAAAAAABgo/A-cFk5fE4aM/s72-c/registry.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2009/11/easily-repair-windows-registry.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-8894522714835104514</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 13:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T06:04:29.154-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bhobwire</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>Shaken By Silence</title><description>Failed to reply on the dot&lt;br /&gt;Silence delivered in a pot&lt;br /&gt;Worried as I got&lt;br /&gt;Moment left me flat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent sincere apologies&lt;br /&gt;Silence increased my worries&lt;br /&gt;Heart feeling so guilty&lt;br /&gt;Mind tortured with ambiguity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teardrops endlessly fall&lt;br /&gt;Soul loses control&lt;br /&gt;Hands surrender in heaven&lt;br /&gt;Asking to be enlighten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This silence is deafening&lt;br /&gt;My heart is wondering&lt;br /&gt;Will I be forgiven?&lt;br /&gt;Or will I be beaten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floating in fear and sadness&lt;br /&gt;Body burns in wilderness&lt;br /&gt;Eyes moistened every minute&lt;br /&gt;Hoping answer will arrive in a second split&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-8894522714835104514?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/HOijrI6FZ88" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/HOijrI6FZ88/shake-by-silence.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2008/04/shake-by-silence.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-4813542626469461650</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T06:02:01.754-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">service</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.a-pp</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.bv</category><title>Find The Location Nearest You</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SwAJojRRviI/AAAAAAAABgg/WObM5MwK0ek/s1600-h/find.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SwAJojRRviI/AAAAAAAABgg/WObM5MwK0ek/s320/find.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404330145111719458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is a known fact that consumers do most of their spending within a 20 mile radius of their homes. Why not? America is so big you'd want to do your spending near where you live to avoid traffic, traffic jams and wasting gasoline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JustClickLocal eases consumers' burden of having to look for a place near to where they live. All you have to do is supply a few information of the place that you are looking for. JustClickLocal then gives you a list of your search from its database that even includes an interactive map so you can have more in depth visual details shown to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its list of places in its database is updated frequently so that users will always get the latest and updated information of the place they are searching for. Find places in &lt;a href="http://www.justclicklocal.com/city/Atlanta-GA.html"&gt;Atlanta, GA&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.justclicklocal.com/city/Buffalo-NY.html"&gt;Buffalo, NY&lt;/a&gt; or even &lt;a href="http://www.justclicklocal.com/city/St-Louis-MO.html"&gt;St. Louis, MO&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, if you want to find a place, remember JustClickLocal: a few clicks from where you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-4813542626469461650?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/f08hBbBKMB0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/f08hBbBKMB0/find-location-nearest-you.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SwAJojRRviI/AAAAAAAABgg/WObM5MwK0ek/s72-c/find.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2009/11/find-location-nearest-you.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-4909712744578567913</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 09:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-13T01:54:35.222-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bhobwire</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><title>Loving</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/Sv0szdd2iaI/AAAAAAAABgI/v202mhcsERc/s1600-h/heart.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/Sv0szdd2iaI/AAAAAAAABgI/v202mhcsERc/s320/heart.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403524390509250978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More magnificent than the crescent&lt;br /&gt;Above the fast cars at present&lt;br /&gt;Body enhanced by silver&lt;br /&gt;Radiance from ear to finger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue shades on the hair&lt;br /&gt;Shirt revealed sexy flare&lt;br /&gt;Pearly white teeth matched perfectly&lt;br /&gt;With red tender lips so yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talents as hot as the sun&lt;br /&gt;Made me the number one fan&lt;br /&gt;Poems stirred my tear gland&lt;br /&gt;Meanings left me stunned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So special to my universe&lt;br /&gt;In the crowd, you can’t disperse&lt;br /&gt;Clueless as you may seem&lt;br /&gt;Love granted my dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubly happy when you are&lt;br /&gt;Proud when you have gone far&lt;br /&gt;Stabbed when you are sad&lt;br /&gt;Scared when you become mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swallowed all my pride&lt;br /&gt;Intense feelings I can’t hide&lt;br /&gt;Wondering you may not believe&lt;br /&gt;I am yours as long as I live&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-4909712744578567913?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/S7f-t64e7Lg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/S7f-t64e7Lg/loving.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/Sv0szdd2iaI/AAAAAAAABgI/v202mhcsERc/s72-c/heart.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2008/04/loving.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-4027809378129761397</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 08:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-13T19:52:45.121-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.a-pp</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.bv</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">guide</category><title>A Guide To Surviving Mesothelioma</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/Sv0ruZ7aNRI/AAAAAAAABgA/ggk-1-FrlIU/s1600-h/book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/Sv0ruZ7aNRI/AAAAAAAABgA/ggk-1-FrlIU/s320/book.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403523204148507922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you have the faintest idea what &lt;a href="http://www.survivingmesothelioma.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;mesothelioma&lt;/a&gt; is, it is a rare form of cancer that is almost always caused by exposure to &lt;a href="http://www.survivingmesothelioma.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;mesothelioma asbestos&lt;/a&gt;. Symptoms can include shortness of breath, chest wall pain and weight loss. While treatments like chemotherapy are usually the case for mesothelioma patients, it carries a poor &lt;a href="http://www.survivingmesothelioma.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;mesothelioma prognosis&lt;/a&gt;. However, a mesothelioma survivor named Paul Kraus survived the &lt;a href="http://www.survivingmesothelioma.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;mesothelioma cancer&lt;/a&gt; due to his research by working with his doctors to create his own regimen and in turn beat his mesothelioma and is now enjoying a good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All his experiences and things that he did are written in his book called "Surviving Mesothelioma and Other Cancers: A Patient's Guide". 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Check out the site for more details!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-4027809378129761397?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/lCXpiwqOCfk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/lCXpiwqOCfk/guide-to-surviving-mesothelioma.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/Sv0ruZ7aNRI/AAAAAAAABgA/ggk-1-FrlIU/s72-c/book.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2009/11/guide-to-surviving-mesothelioma.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-3120017708877918236</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 07:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-12T23:34:57.403-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bhobwire</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">essay</category><title>Bliss in Sinai</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/Sv0L7D5RwBI/AAAAAAAABf4/rRD532V1mkw/s1600-h/bliss.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/Sv0L7D5RwBI/AAAAAAAABf4/rRD532V1mkw/s320/bliss.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403488237200195602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My heart jumped in jubilation as I heard from Ma’am Betty, the homemaker of my host family for the last week of my stay in Holland, that my request to visit Sinai Centrum was granted. 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This is a piece of reality where most of us are brought in a crossroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In as much as I would like to hold their backs and insist that they should stay, I am strength-less. I cannot compete with the noble reasons tagged in their hearts – their and their family’s future. They deserve no judgment. They have promises to fulfill and responsibilities to shoulder. I feel I am being slowly left alone until the time I found myself in the crib of history. It refreshes my memory of the highlights of revolution and the blood shed by the unsung heroes. The struggle under the intimidating oppression was as sorrowful as the way of cross. The colonizers insults were as sharp as Herod’s soldier’s bayonets that sliced the innocent babies into halves. History made me realize how solid the foundation of our country through the solidarity and the intellect of our forefathers. 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It is our tall order to replicate and propagate little victories within our reach to inspire our brothers to also do the same. Simply, a pat on each other’s back is desired for us not to lose any single drop of hope as we continue to give full service to our motherland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a tattoo that embodies our burning love to our motherland translated into simple actions that give impact on humanity. It is a pure fluid that powers the neurons of interrelations of the societies within our society directed towards growth and development for the present and the succession of generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It emanates from within. Its parents are the memories of the old times and the struggle of the present. It is something beyond words. It is felt. It is a drive. It transcends beyond geography. 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We all know just how valuable money is especially if you worked hard to earn it. If you wish to invest your &lt;a href="http://banktime.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;savings account&lt;/a&gt; on the best deals on CD rates, credit cards, mortgage loans, home equity loans, auto loans and even insurance offers, BankTime is a good place to start. The site is rich with content on the principals of finance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are advices, tips and articles regarding home equities, mortgage loans, insurance, cd rates any many more to guide readers on how to best handle and use their money when they plan to invest it on any of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Providing financial content is not easy. This is money we are talking about and everything that is posted for readers to view is critical because you do not want to provide ineffective or false content that do not help and guide people. 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Check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-8376725170051734549?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/COpWLo28EcU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/COpWLo28EcU/get-your-financial-tips-at-banktime.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/Svgn4S1Vj2I/AAAAAAAABeg/389UzFcIivE/s72-c/finance.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2009/11/get-your-financial-tips-at-banktime.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-8335025580137698585</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 15:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T08:09:08.501-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ylette</category><title>I Miss You</title><description>I admit to myself I did missed you dearly&lt;br /&gt;I admit I was thinking of you every day&lt;br /&gt;I admit how sadden was I on how time flies so easily&lt;br /&gt;Making me missed you more in every step of my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barely there is nothing much to hold on to this missing part&lt;br /&gt;For I know, all of this are merely factual lies of my suppressed life&lt;br /&gt;There is no longer a way to make a past to be present now&lt;br /&gt;And there is nothing much I can do to undo what has been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/Stmfyru4MGI/AAAAAAAABbs/BMaJm99KuX8/s1600-h/missed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/Stmfyru4MGI/AAAAAAAABbs/BMaJm99KuX8/s320/missed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393517721834500194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy now with my life; least that was I thought&lt;br /&gt;I am contented with what I am now; least that was I dreamt of&lt;br /&gt;I can say I am better off alone; least that was I believed in&lt;br /&gt;Yet rather after all those beliefs, all I did was lying to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must start things the right way anew in my life&lt;br /&gt;I must stop thinking on the past and leave it behind&lt;br /&gt;For there is nothing I can do to bring back what I lost&lt;br /&gt;Even though I missed you and it hurts but I need to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-8335025580137698585?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/v09KpP-P64Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/v09KpP-P64Y/i-miss-you.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/Stmfyru4MGI/AAAAAAAABbs/BMaJm99KuX8/s72-c/missed.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-miss-you.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-2333383849879759441</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-28T08:20:36.890-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">service</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.a-pp</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.rm</category><title>Humboldt Storage And Moving</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SucMB_4CB_I/AAAAAAAABdA/ZxWGyeUayXg/s1600-h/humboldt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SucMB_4CB_I/AAAAAAAABdA/ZxWGyeUayXg/s320/humboldt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397295906892679154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The following is a sponsored review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiring movers to transport your stuffs from one place to another can be costly and sometimes you need a trustworthy company that has been in the business to do that for you. Why? What if the movers suddenly bail out on you and disappear. Your things would go bye-bye in an instant. Humboldt Storage and Moving, they have been in the business for quite many years is the oldest &lt;a href="http://www.humboldt.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Boston moving&lt;/a&gt; company in Massachusetts. By old, this can only mean that customers trust them because in the first place, customers are what drives a company to keep on going on with their services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To even put your trust into them, get this. Some of their employees have been with them for more than 10 years. Some, even 40. That just goes to show this moving company is something else. All employees are put into rigorous training programs to ensure the best service is given to customers. With state of the art storage facility, your precious belongings are kept intact all the time. Go check out how much moving will cost you with their online moving estimate form. Sit back, relax and have a peace of mind knowing your things are in good hands with Humboldt Storage and Moving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-2333383849879759441?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/EESqesxLJ0U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/EESqesxLJ0U/humboldt-storage-and-moving.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SucMB_4CB_I/AAAAAAAABdA/ZxWGyeUayXg/s72-c/humboldt.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2009/10/humboldt-storage-and-moving.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-440919779824443571</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 10:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-17T03:42:06.381-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ylette</category><title>I Am Sorry Father</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/StmfM3Yya6I/AAAAAAAABbk/wHilY2piab0/s1600-h/father.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; height: 157px; width: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/StmfM3Yya6I/AAAAAAAABbk/wHilY2piab0/s320/father.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393517072128043938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HE had given me a wonderful life&lt;br /&gt;HE had given me a place to live and be free&lt;br /&gt;HE had given me undeniable true love&lt;br /&gt;And never did HE ask for any returns of those unselfish acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE had sacrificed HIS life for me&lt;br /&gt;HE catches all the sins I had committed&lt;br /&gt;HE forgives me with no questions asked&lt;br /&gt;Even if I disgraced HIM over and over in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was HIS child on the day I was made&lt;br /&gt;I owe HIM my life just when my heart starts to beat&lt;br /&gt;I owe HIM for giving me a whole family&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am now is all my debts to HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry to have remember YOU only in my pains&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry to have caused your heart to bleed&lt;br /&gt;Many sins I did made why YOU ended in pain&lt;br /&gt;But YOU never failed to wash it all clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry FATHER to have beseeched you over and over&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry FATHER to have continuously disgraced your name&lt;br /&gt;From this day on till to the day I will surrender back my life to YOU&lt;br /&gt;I will honor and praise YOUR name with my heart and soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-440919779824443571?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/yn89fTPHdMc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/yn89fTPHdMc/i-am-sorry-father.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/StmfM3Yya6I/AAAAAAAABbk/wHilY2piab0/s72-c/father.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-sorry-father.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-2251074091755382502</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 15:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-12T08:36:18.745-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bhobwire</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">essay</category><title>Vampire's Longing</title><description>In the middle of the night, my veins are active. My sticky blood flashes so quick that made my heat beat faster. My eyes wander in silence observing the mortals charging energy for tomorrow’s rush hours. Different things, either morbid or not so, are like film strips in my mind connecting to the reservoir of my always-disguised emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the manmade haven, I lurk in the darkness. The shades of the trees made the moment so perfect for me to devour any sight of my prey. The noises made by the rubber slippers signaled that hunger will soon be over. Food has walked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I realize that my stomach needs nothing. I am not thirsty either for some cups of warm blood. I need nothing to intake. Nothing. But I am feeling something. My heart is talking to me about something great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My red eyes led me to where the key is. Grabbed it and opened the room of my past. It showed tender moments of a great love I had with one mortal. It brought me back to the time where the air is pink and the streets are filled with magnolias. Lips were intertwined as the arms scratched the back of firing love. Sunrise and sunset were the perfect witnesses of the feelings shared by me and my beloved mortal. But not for a long time, love left me devastated. For the mortal it was just one of the stages of life. But to me, it was a part of my whole life, my whole being. Life is imperfect and most of the time unequal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a corner of my abode where I made friendship with the spider on my ceiling, I hum our music. I consoled my cold self. I let my mystery be swayed by the notes composed by my brothers. I miss the feeling of having someone not like me but love me unconditionally. For a time already, I have closed my doors. Locked them and put the huge sign of no entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know. Maybe, I am ready this time, for my heart to be devoured by what they call love. Ironic as it is as I usually devour someone else’s for me to be in the seat of power. I now celebrate the highest worship I know. I offer to our supreme my petition to meet the one I am destined to spend my whole time with.&lt;br /&gt;We might be heartless in most of the stories people labeled us. But honestly, we are willing for our hearts to be consumed by you. Part of our imperfection is we can fall. For you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-2251074091755382502?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/lS4Jt9TYqGI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/lS4Jt9TYqGI/vampires-longing.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2008/04/vampires-longing.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-2715664249147959938</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 14:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-13T01:53:06.772-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.a-pp</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">product</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.bv</category><title>Your Little Blue Pill</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/StNHIw3PUSI/AAAAAAAABak/cRjdcSZOo2s/s1600-h/lbp.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; height: 80px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/StNHIw3PUSI/AAAAAAAABak/cRjdcSZOo2s/s320/lbp.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391731394773733666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Men having &lt;a href="http://www.littlebluepill.net/" rel="nofollow"&gt;erectile dysfunction&lt;/a&gt; or wanting to have theirs  &lt;a href="http://www.littlebluepill.net/" rel="nofollow"&gt;enlarged&lt;/a&gt; is nothing new. This problem still persists even to this day. While there are various products for treating erectile dysfunction and enlargement issues, you rarely find a seller that packages your orders discreetly and dispatched in the same day it was ordered. Plus having a 100% money back guarantee in case you are not interested with the results is what makes it even more appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.littlebluepill.net/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Little Blue Pill&lt;/a&gt; offers such products for male and female with 100% money back guarantees. With a fast, secure and reliable service, ordering their products in a cinch. The site uses well known security products so that online transactions are safe and secure. Plus they even offer free shipping for orders over £40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you order this month, you would also get a free box of virility patch on orders over £50. Outstanding service and reliable and effective products. 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Check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-2715664249147959938?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/sUAf9Nfu2n0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/sUAf9Nfu2n0/your-little-blue-pill.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/StNHIw3PUSI/AAAAAAAABak/cRjdcSZOo2s/s72-c/lbp.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2009/10/your-little-blue-pill.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-3430766283865239</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 11:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-02T06:42:17.137-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bhobwire</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">essay</category><title>Nocturnal Eye</title><description>No advance notice. No signal. No premonition. But it happens - from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it is time for the stars to twinkle and the moon to dominate the blue sky, it seems that there is a center somewhere that draws strength from the moment. It creates a mystical silence that slowly opens my nocturnal eye. It tickles the cornea and stabilizes my wakefulness. My body is shouting for rest but my eye ignores the begging. Carefree and happy, it travels through my mind’s winged chariot. Distance is immeasurable. Sleep is forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weightless, I allowed it to happen. It seems like a choice but in reality it is not. I have no control over it. It happens and it is bound to be repeated. I call it a phenomenon of spontaneity. It brings my whole being to another state, perhaps to another dimension as well. Though my physiology is weary, it is surprising that my senses seem to have adrenaline rush stronger than an about-to-erupt pacific volcano. They are enjoying the travel, the experience and the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floating midair, my very conscious being moves in circles. There are times that my feet walk me through a familiar valley yet in a different time. Surprisingly, I can see distant memories and events that are yet to come. Ideas are like fairies sprinkling tiny glitters in every loop they make. A kaleidoscope of thoughts highlights the asphalted pathways with vibrant colors and pastel ones too. My walk does not end here or so soon even. It must be somewhere in the maze of moments that I sometimes feel the warmth of a teardrop when I realized that I am just a step away from the brink of the river of insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very tired, I seek refuge to whatever available abet I can see. I let myself be slaved by the thickness of the milky way. I drown myself with the sweetness of the stingy bees. I engulf all the dots and ovals of human invention with a heart full of hope to be in the plateau of a sound sleep. Disappointment lashes me with the spikes of circumstantial self pity that told me right under my nose that everything I did was just a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent, I stand up as my nocturnal eye is blood shot. Dilated yet hurt. I entrusted everything to my feet. I only have one vengeance – that is to find the way where it will lead me to the end. No thinking involved. No feelings involved. I let the moment unravel itself and bring me to wherever I am supposed to be. I seek no balance. I throw away my box of logic. I hide my parcel of intuition. I lose my personhood. I let everything outside of me rule in arrogance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect! Spontaneity breeds spontaneity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an iota of time, the world I am in halt in perfect timing. A period of the experiential fantasy draws to a close. After two sets of quarters of the never-tired hands of time, I awaken. The angels came down from the nearby heaven to put galaxies in the angles of my eyes. After all, my insomnia is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-3430766283865239?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/cJ2zw5Zh-hc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/cJ2zw5Zh-hc/nocturnal-eye.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2008/04/nocturnal-eye.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-6956497230623220041</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 14:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-20T14:57:48.242-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.a-pp</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.lfb</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">product</category><title>Personalized Number Plates</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SrZEStx1AmI/AAAAAAAABWU/-UpNcPBm3gM/s1600-h/nn.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 76px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SrZEStx1AmI/AAAAAAAABWU/-UpNcPBm3gM/s320/nn.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383565492884931170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Northumbria Numbers provides the best quality in private number plates and personalized car registrations from different makers and models. They have been in the industry since 1995 so that tells a lot on how well their business is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can inquire first hand if the number is available or not before you do any purchases. Ordering for registration numbers is allowed from 9am to 9pm. If you decide to purchase the number, buying it through their site is safe and secure as it uses well known security technologies to ensure personal information is kept safe and online transactions are secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Northumbria Numbers for &lt;a href="http://www.northumbrianumbers.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;personalised number plates&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-6956497230623220041?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/hwfKxxZycek" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/hwfKxxZycek/personalized-number-plates.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SrZEStx1AmI/AAAAAAAABWU/-UpNcPBm3gM/s72-c/nn.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2009/09/personalized-number-plates.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-7212490901316689165</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 07:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-20T00:47:50.453-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ylette</category><title>My Poem</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SrXdkB8PUDI/AAAAAAAABWM/OWkozq-VgGs/s1600-h/my_poem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 93px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SrXdkB8PUDI/AAAAAAAABWM/OWkozq-VgGs/s320/my_poem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383452540657422386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Been noticing for quite some time&lt;br /&gt;My poem's content was recently on the bright side&lt;br /&gt;It was full of happy intentions and thoughts&lt;br /&gt;hIt was full of life and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been said, eyes are the window to one's soul&lt;br /&gt;And Eyes had been known not to tell any lies&lt;br /&gt;But my eyes can tell lies and pretend in any way can&lt;br /&gt;My eyes can be sparkling happy even with deep pain inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my poems that are considered the window to my soul&lt;br /&gt;It was my poem who made my heart express to its inner thoughts&lt;br /&gt;It is the only inhuman best friend I ever had in life&lt;br /&gt;Writing to it all what my heart truly felt and desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to write again another set of poem on love&lt;br /&gt;But it seems I can't find the words to start&lt;br /&gt;Writing down on one piece of paper what my heart felt&lt;br /&gt;But it rather shows the thoughts of being in pain and distressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess my poem was right, I wanted to be happy&lt;br /&gt;But I can't deny the fact that I was sad&lt;br /&gt;Sad of what had happen last night between me and my love one&lt;br /&gt;That made us fight over some acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't deny the result of what I wrote&lt;br /&gt;It was full of sadness and full of no hopes&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was the same thoughts as before now&lt;br /&gt;And it's all about pains hurt and lost in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-7212490901316689165?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/siny8zdimY0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/siny8zdimY0/my-poem.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SrXdkB8PUDI/AAAAAAAABWM/OWkozq-VgGs/s72-c/my_poem.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-poem.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-1614843447041189815</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-21T16:35:40.682-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">service</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.a-pp</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.rm</category><title>Share Your Thoughts</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SrWwkZ5DnII/AAAAAAAABWE/0tC8jzuYLOI/s1600-h/thoughts.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 54px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SrWwkZ5DnII/AAAAAAAABWE/0tC8jzuYLOI/s320/thoughts.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383403069063273602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Place all your &lt;a href="http://www.thoughts.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;thoughts&lt;/a&gt; on anything into one site, which comes with features being able to add photos, videos and sharing your thoughts with others in the same community and you have Thoughts.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Thoughts, the power of blogging and social networking is incorporated into one site. With a special feature offering podcast services, Thoughts has taken its services one step further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these features are unlimited so you can share anything with no limits. Best of all, it is absolutely free! Apart from placing all your thoughts into your personal page, Thoughts' online community also has its own forums so you can exchange ideas and share your opinions on any matters with other members of the community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts members can do any as they please as long as they remain respectful with each other to establish a harmonious environment within the community. With other features like breaking news, polls, and updates, most of the things you do online can be done here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts.com also does not have those annoying ads that you see placed in parts of a site's page. The user interface is pretty straightforward you won't have a hard time using its various functionalities and widget based features. Check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-1614843447041189815?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/f-GTCGAZaZc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/f-GTCGAZaZc/share-your-thoughts.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SrWwkZ5DnII/AAAAAAAABWE/0tC8jzuYLOI/s72-c/thoughts.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2009/09/share-your-thoughts.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-4325033571005589759</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 14:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-18T08:28:00.523-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ylette</category><title>Would Have Been</title><description>Sometimes I wonder what my life would have been without you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I ponder what could have come to me not around with you&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I think if the decision made of choosing you was right&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating the other side of what could have been my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life without you would have been so in contrast with what I have now&lt;br /&gt;My life would have been no tears in my eyes and pains in my heart&lt;br /&gt;It would have been a life free from sorrows and worries&lt;br /&gt;And yes it would have been a life with no troubles in my self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then seeing what I anticipated of what would have been my life&lt;br /&gt;Was all I would not want to tackle and have right from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you have given me lot of tears in my delicate eyes&lt;br /&gt;But those are tears of joy and happiness anyone wishes could have&lt;br /&gt;Yes you have given me some pains in my precious heart&lt;br /&gt;But those pains made us stronger to cross over our problems together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it would have been a worry-free life&lt;br /&gt;But just thinking of living without you, worried me a lot&lt;br /&gt;It could have been a life without problems and troubles&lt;br /&gt;But then, those trials made our bond stronger to withstand any storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you now; "I" could have been no meaning&lt;br /&gt;Without you now; "I" could have been no life&lt;br /&gt;Without you now; "I" could have been no love&lt;br /&gt;And without you now, there could have been no Love in my Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-4325033571005589759?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/-p6jVYWprzQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/-p6jVYWprzQ/would-have-been.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2009/09/would-have-been.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-8422926457373431117</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 12:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-18T19:20:03.510-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">service</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.a-pp</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.lfb</category><title>Things I Wish I Had Known</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SrN8DXw1sBI/AAAAAAAABVY/XcWVust2Sl4/s1600-h/tiwihk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SrN8DXw1sBI/AAAAAAAABVY/XcWVust2Sl4/s320/tiwihk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382782376998187026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all make mistakes in life. After all, we are not perfect. Well, no one is. Don't you sometimes feel frustrated when you regret doing something wrong? We cannot turn back time. What we can do though, is learn from it, move on and if the same situation may happen in the future, do the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if you do not know what to do or where to start? A forum called "Things I Wish I Had Known" invites people from all over the world to join and share their experiences, give &lt;a href="http://www.thingsiwishihadknown.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;advice&lt;/a&gt; and enlighten others. If you have used forums before then you will not have a hard time using it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This forum also takes posts of its members seriously, and rewards them. A rating system is available for members to rate posts and the forum occasionally holds contests for the best post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The site leverages the power of the internet using the concept of social networking for a higher purpose which became the foundation of the forum. Turn something wrong into something good. Give advices, share your experiences and in turn, help others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-8422926457373431117?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/FdtuDPqMfJk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/FdtuDPqMfJk/things-i-wish-i-had-known.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SrN8DXw1sBI/AAAAAAAABVY/XcWVust2Sl4/s72-c/tiwihk.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-i-wish-i-had-known.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-2301943282364325970</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 04:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T21:28:37.240-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ylette</category><title>Dreamt Wedding</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SqkKib5dWXI/AAAAAAAABUI/RypbN8E25z8/s1600-h/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 78px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SqkKib5dWXI/AAAAAAAABUI/RypbN8E25z8/s320/wedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379842816591354226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every woman wants and wishes to be wed someday&lt;br /&gt;To one man she cherished and loved dearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking in the church aisle in a white long dress&lt;br /&gt;Holding in her hand those bouquet of roses&lt;br /&gt;Saying to each other those “I do’s” and bows&lt;br /&gt;And happily be pronounced as husband and wife forever life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am one of those girls that dream of a beautiful wedding&lt;br /&gt;A wedding that will momentarily freezes both of your love one’s moment&lt;br /&gt;A wedding that capture what our love truly was&lt;br /&gt;A wedding that binds me and my man into one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiastic I am with the whole preparations&lt;br /&gt;Even though that moment is still on 2011 of June&lt;br /&gt;Quite funny how excited we are for it to come&lt;br /&gt;Even though there was still no proposal mentioned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may not be the wedding I dreamt when I was a kid&lt;br /&gt;But I know it would be one of those moments&lt;br /&gt;I will forever treasure and will never forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-2301943282364325970?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/gDJnM-jeKF8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/gDJnM-jeKF8/dreamt-wedding.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/SqkKib5dWXI/AAAAAAAABUI/RypbN8E25z8/s72-c/wedding.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2009/09/dreamt-wedding.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841058715452433875.post-7199880341284888312</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 03:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T16:13:34.889-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.a-pp</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">product</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">.rm</category><title>Where To Buy Bathroom Materials Online</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/Sq3F2hQcWxI/AAAAAAAABU4/88DsYC-Ejag/s1600-h/bathroom.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/Sq3F2hQcWxI/AAAAAAAABU4/88DsYC-Ejag/s320/bathroom.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381174670208555794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While there are online sites where you can buy bathroom materials, few can compare to what BetterBathrooms.com offers. From bathroom suites to tiles, furniture, taps and other bathroom related materials, you can also take advantage of their massive stock clearance sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are assured a 100% safe shopping experience as the site uses well known online security technologies to ensure transactions are secure. The site is created in a way to ease your shopping experience detailing each item with visual photos, description and specifications. Take advantage of their price compared to the retail price that you can find in stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shop for bathroom items right at the comfort of your own home and have no worries with deliveries because its delivery service is nationwide. Standard delivery time frame is between 7 to 14 working days. Small items will be delivered to your door through courier service while larger items are delivered on a pallet. You will be called to arrange a delivery date suitable to your preference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BetterBathrooms.com, UK's fastest growing online bathroom company has been in the business since 2001. The company is all about guarantees that they have better prices, better service resulting in better &lt;a href="http://www.betterbathrooms.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;bathrooms&lt;/a&gt; for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6841058715452433875-7199880341284888312?l=bhobwire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~4/tCUoQoAM9VE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhobWireUrbanVampire/~3/tCUoQoAM9VE/where-to-buy-bathroom-materials-online.html</link><author>chitgoks@gmail.com (chitgoks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6T3AXQat4M/Sq3F2hQcWxI/AAAAAAAABU4/88DsYC-Ejag/s72-c/bathroom.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bhobwire.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-to-buy-bathroom-materials-online.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
