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This blogger is not responsible for making sense.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>164</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/CaveatLector" /><feedburner:info uri="caveatlector" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQMRHs7eCp7ImA9WxBTFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-5617262234347556665</id><published>2009-12-10T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T17:03:05.500-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-10T17:03:05.500-08:00</app:edited><title>Over You by Daughtry</title><content type="html">Now that it's all said and done,&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you were the one&lt;br /&gt;To build me up and tear me down,&lt;br /&gt;Like an old abandoned house.&lt;br /&gt;What you said when you left&lt;br /&gt;Just left me cold and out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;I fell too far, was in way too deep.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I let you get the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took a hammer to these walls,&lt;br /&gt;Dragged the memories down the hall,&lt;br /&gt;Packed your bags and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing I could say.&lt;br /&gt;And when you slammed the front door shut,&lt;br /&gt;A lot of others opened up,&lt;br /&gt;So did my eyes so I could see&lt;br /&gt;That you never were the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm putting my heart back together,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;Well I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-5617262234347556665?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/5617262234347556665/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" 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Nowhere. Nothing</title><content type="html">No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts too much to think that we are truly alone. When you're in pain, you can't really share that pain with anybody. Sure you can talk about it and pray about it, but in the end it's your pain &amp; your burden to bear. There is no one else &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worse in this situation is when you literally have nowhere to go and no one to talk to. I'm not particularly proud that I have secluded myself to a point that I feel I actually have nowhere to go. I'm stuck where I am to feel the way I feel and just... endure (for lack of a better word). Pathetic isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I feel I have so much to say. I feel angry and I feel disappointed. I feel sad and frustrated. But then when it comes down to it, I feel so numb it's as if I feel everything and nothing at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that if I was given the opportunity to speak, I probably won't have anything to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-2052306360733689033?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/2052306360733689033/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=2052306360733689033" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/2052306360733689033?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/2052306360733689033?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/L-V79w5bw5w/no-one-nowhere-nothing.html" title="No One. Nowhere. Nothing" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-one-nowhere-nothing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ADQH48eip7ImA9WxNXGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-5448633729519910520</id><published>2009-10-06T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:09:31.072-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-06T23:09:31.072-07:00</app:edited><title>One Day @ A Time</title><content type="html">When we started out, I was doubtful&lt;br /&gt;I was damaged goods and you played the field&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think we'd last any longer than we did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took it one day at a time&lt;br /&gt;Thinking this will most likely be as good as it gets for me&lt;br /&gt;And so one day at a time was good enough for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to now...&lt;br /&gt;It seems to have worked as from one day to another&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly three years worth of one days have passed&lt;br /&gt;But how foolish of me to think it would last longer than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact is you're still a bachelor at heart and I'm still damaged goods&lt;br /&gt;The same people from the start&lt;br /&gt;How foolish of me to think that there could be more&lt;br /&gt;When all this time you were itching to get out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think we'd last any longer than we did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hoped...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking this will most likely be as good as it gets for me&lt;br /&gt;But suddently one day at a time was no longer enough for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so one day at a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped speaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just stopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still damaged goods and you're still a bachelor&lt;br /&gt;Taking it one day at a time, only this time without each other&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-5448633729519910520?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/5448633729519910520/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=5448633729519910520" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/5448633729519910520?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" 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type="html">I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And wish with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That he would call&lt;br /&gt;That he would remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That maybe it all meant something&lt;br /&gt;That maybe we meant something to each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as minutes turned to hours&lt;br /&gt;And hours into days&lt;br /&gt;Then days into weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin to realize &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I thought too much of it&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that was all it was after all&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was just too slow to comprehend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I wished it could have been more&lt;br /&gt;But to him, I was just another one night stand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-6642614140205737254?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" 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/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-night-stand.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AARHk4fCp7ImA9WxNXGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-8121246620969369014</id><published>2009-10-06T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:42:25.734-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-06T18:42:25.734-07:00</app:edited><title>The Last Two Years</title><content type="html">I can't believe it has been two years since I've logged on to this blog. Guess when you have nowhere else to go, you go back to the beginning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder what the last few years have been like. Was I really happy to not have written anything remotely sentimental? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I just succumbed to the money grubbing side of me. Yes I blogged for money. And it worked too, for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swore off sentimentality years back. But I think getting hurt is a good excuse to be overly dramatic again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happens when you have no one to talk to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-8121246620969369014?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/8121246620969369014/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=8121246620969369014" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/8121246620969369014?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/8121246620969369014?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/6k22TU-zpi8/last-two-years.html" title="The Last Two Years" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-two-years.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAFRXc_eyp7ImA9WB9SFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-5063624797264038603</id><published>2007-10-03T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T11:05:14.943-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-10-03T11:05:14.943-07:00</app:edited><title>October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month</title><content type="html">I participated twice in organizing Breast Cancer Awareness month here in Cebu some years back. This involved not only symposiums on prevalence and prevention, but also more enlightened forms of relaying the needs of those who have acquired the sickness as well as the necessity to disseminate the information to as many women as possible. We had contests and fashion shows, encouraging people's support - ranging from skills and expertise to fund raising activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get to do much of that anymore, but I still believe in the cause. Here are some clips first few of which define Breast Cancer - its symptoms, screening mechanisms and treatment. What follows then are news of advancing technology, new medication as well as other relevant information for those who like to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cubeDiv" style="position:relative;"&gt;&lt;span style="position:relative; z-index:2;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="swfclipp12922" width="300" height="700"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.thenewsroom.com/mash/swf/cube.swf?a=p12922&amp;amp;m=150533&amp;amp;v=1"&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="."&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.thenewsroom.com/mash/swf/cube.swf?a=p12922&amp;amp;m=150533&amp;amp;v=1" base="." wmode="transparent" width="300" height="700" name="swfclipp12922" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="voxAdp12922" style="position:absolute;z-index:2;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-5063624797264038603?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/5063624797264038603/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=5063624797264038603" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/5063624797264038603?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/5063624797264038603?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/CkJlhVbABCk/october-is-breast-cancer-awareness.html" title="October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2007/10/october-is-breast-cancer-awareness.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4GSHc7eSp7ImA9WB9SFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-1869099356393679908</id><published>2007-10-03T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T10:52:09.901-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-10-03T10:52:09.901-07:00</app:edited><title>The 59th Annual Emmy Awards</title><content type="html">Watching television used to be one of my favorite past-times, before motherhood that is. But more than that, I absolutely miss pageants and award ceremonies like the Emmy awards. Seeing what stars are wearing - what's fashionable and what's not. So what were they wearing at the Emmy awards? Everyone from Eva Longoria of "Desperate Housewives" to Ashley Jensen of "Ugly Betty" is featured here plus more news on the 59th Annual Emmy Awards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cubeDiv" style="position:relative;"&gt;&lt;span style="position:relative; z-index:2;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="swfclipp11088" width="300" height="700"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.thenewsroom.com/mash/swf/cube.swf?a=p11088&amp;amp;m=150525&amp;amp;v=1"&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="."&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.thenewsroom.com/mash/swf/cube.swf?a=p11088&amp;amp;m=150525&amp;amp;v=1" base="." wmode="transparent" width="300" height="700" name="swfclipp11088" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="voxAdp11088" style="position:absolute;z-index:2;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-1869099356393679908?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/1869099356393679908/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=1869099356393679908" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/1869099356393679908?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/1869099356393679908?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/ZIUVydZvXDs/59th-annual-emmy-awards.html" title="The 59th Annual Emmy Awards" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2007/10/59th-annual-emmy-awards.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQFQ3g9cCp7ImA9WB5aGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-4388564341132187660</id><published>2007-09-15T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T06:18:32.668-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-09-15T06:18:32.668-07:00</app:edited><title>Published Marketing Articles</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/379766/start_your_online_marketing_for_free.html" class="sub_black" style="text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Start Your Online Marketing for Free&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    By &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/user/22186/athena_catedral.html" class="link_orange"&gt; Athena Catedral&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article will help you get your marketing campaign started. It begins with the basic elements of any marketing campaign and then it gradually moves toward helping set-up online marketing activities for free. &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/379766/start_your_online_marketing_for_free.html" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Read more»&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/379718/how_to_communicate_a_marketing_budget.html" class="sub_black" style="text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold;"&gt;How to Communicate a Marketing Budget that Finance Will Approve&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    By &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/user/22186/athena_catedral.html" class="link_orange"&gt; Athena Catedral&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A marketing professional's attempt to reconcile Marketing vs. Finance department perspectives in terms of spending and budget allocation. How is a marketing professional to interact with finance with regards to marketing budget in order to get the job done? &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/379718/how_to_communicate_a_marketing_budget.html" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Read more»&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-4388564341132187660?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/4388564341132187660/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=4388564341132187660" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/4388564341132187660?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/4388564341132187660?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/WKEt7225mQ0/published-marketing-articles.html" title="Published Marketing Articles" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2007/09/published-marketing-articles.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MBSXw5fip7ImA9WB5aFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-691065773317781601</id><published>2007-09-13T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T05:10:58.226-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-09-13T05:10:58.226-07:00</app:edited><title>Earn Money With Your Blog</title><content type="html">Who says you can't mix business with pleasure? 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This was a "Pizza-making Camp" as my daughter named it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their entire Kindergarten class went to Greenwich and had a chance to make their own pizza. I got to learn a little something too. Here's how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RpOOYVsP8mI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IxGse2pdqK8/s1600-h/Piza11.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RpOOYVsP8mI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IxGse2pdqK8/s320/Piza11.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085564953022165602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all you dress up. Here's my daughter, Andrea, in her apron and hairnet getting ready to make her pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RpOO2lsP8nI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zP7OdUx-Pzs/s1600-h/Piza10.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RpOO2lsP8nI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zP7OdUx-Pzs/s320/Piza10.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085565472713208434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which you get all your ingredients ready. The pizza store basically provided her with the pizza dough, some tomato sauce, cheese and ham. She then starts to spread the tomato sauce on top of the dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RpOP3VsP8pI/AAAAAAAAAA8/RGYSMWyz-BI/s1600-h/Piza6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RpOP3VsP8pI/AAAAAAAAAA8/RGYSMWyz-BI/s320/Piza6.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085566585109738130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're just about done with that, then you sprinkle grated cheese and then top it off with ham. I didn't get a picture of the latter as she was going way too fast for my documentation purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RpOQYVsP8qI/AAAAAAAAABE/oPaDAU3c17Y/s1600-h/Piza3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RpOQYVsP8qI/AAAAAAAAABE/oPaDAU3c17Y/s320/Piza3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085567152045421218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the end product should look something like this. At this point, the pizza is ready to go into the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RpORBFsP8rI/AAAAAAAAABM/LJ4ZAdRfS_0/s1600-h/Piza1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RpORBFsP8rI/AAAAAAAAABM/LJ4ZAdRfS_0/s320/Piza1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085567852125090482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire activity took about 4 hours and cost me a hundred pesos. But it was quite worth it. My daughter got to make her own pizza and eat it too - so it was pretty good. She also got her "Pizza maker certificate." Not sure what that means really, but she had a good time and that's what matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RpORkVsP8sI/AAAAAAAAABU/8onh9MGVyBQ/s1600-h/Piza8.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RpORkVsP8sI/AAAAAAAAABU/8onh9MGVyBQ/s320/Piza8.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085568457715479234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     That's the end of my little pizza maker's story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-7709152011090738784?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/7709152011090738784/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=7709152011090738784" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/7709152011090738784?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/7709152011090738784?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/uprXRCGCHCs/my-little-pizza-maker.html" title="My Little Pizza Maker" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RpOOYVsP8mI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IxGse2pdqK8/s72-c/Piza11.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-little-pizza-maker.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcMSHg8cSp7ImA9WB5QFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-5861540793564670460</id><published>2007-07-03T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T06:08:09.679-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-03T06:08:09.679-07:00</app:edited><title>Who's listening?</title><content type="html">People hardly ever listen. We don't hear what we don't want to hear - which are ironically the things we need to hear. I guess that's why advice is so easily given and not taken, or maybe why nagging irritates people so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have 2 ears and 1 mouth that we may listen twice as much as we talk," I think that was how the saying went. What a tired line that must be. We usually turn a deaf ear to the unpleasant sounds of life anyway - relationship problems, work deadlines and sometimes even our own physical pain (if I can tolerate it, I'd rather not go to the dentist).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the process though, we betray ourselves the most. Sometimes we can be so tactless and yet we resent people who are; we comfort and try to appease the people we care about when they are sad while we ourselves are so difficult to talk to when we are not in the mood; we share our musings and yet we forget them when we are discouraged; we get angry and end up saying things we don't even mean. Then when everything comes apart at the seams, we wonder what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because people hardly ever listen. And the person we listen to the least would be...  ourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-5861540793564670460?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/5861540793564670460/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=5861540793564670460" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/5861540793564670460?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/5861540793564670460?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/Kf4WqZOdv_s/whos-listening.html" title="Who's listening?" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2007/07/whos-listening.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UFQHo9cCp7ImA9WB5QEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-6763610926501557811</id><published>2007-06-30T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T23:26:51.468-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-06-30T23:26:51.468-07:00</app:edited><title>Back of my mind</title><content type="html">In the back of my mind was always a picture of you leaving me for someone else. And although I kept denying it, the image was just getting clearer and clearer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d understand I guess that I just wasn’t good enough. You’ve always hinted in jokes and anecdotes that I never was. And I guess you’re right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hoped I could be good enough eventually and that you’d love me imperfections and all. But also I guess maybe it was never meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was only good enough for the lonely nights you needed company and the hot days you needed somebody to share with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as you moved on and moved up, you wanted more—the more that I couldn’t give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the picture of you leaving me which used to be in the back of my mind… is now a reality in front of me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-6763610926501557811?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/6763610926501557811/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=6763610926501557811" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/6763610926501557811?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/6763610926501557811?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/PhLYzQiv21c/back-of-my-mind.html" title="Back of my mind" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2007/06/back-of-my-mind.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEAQHs8fyp7ImA9WxRbGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-2777929503406354212</id><published>2007-06-02T20:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:44:01.577-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-09T14:44:01.577-08:00</app:edited><title>Anastasia In Sepia</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RmI47IbcwjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VUsLRbBIJCY/s1600-h/100_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RmI47IbcwjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VUsLRbBIJCY/s400/100_0221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071678718898651698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Andrea in her culminating activity last March. She starred as Anastasia in their school play&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-2777929503406354212?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/2777929503406354212/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=2777929503406354212" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/2777929503406354212?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/2777929503406354212?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/00kmyruKsDw/anastasia-in-sepia.html" title="Anastasia In Sepia" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RmI47IbcwjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VUsLRbBIJCY/s72-c/100_0221.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2007/06/anastasia-in-sepia.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEAQHk-cSp7ImA9WxRbGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-8156532697524604916</id><published>2007-06-02T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:44:01.759-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-09T14:44:01.759-08:00</app:edited><title>Funny faces</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RmI3QIbcwiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3LAiL0albUU/s1600-h/100_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RmI3QIbcwiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3LAiL0albUU/s400/100_0297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071676880652648994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to operate the camera yet, that's why it says 1/1/2005. Anyway I bought my daughter one of those inflatable pools- not shabby actually and quite cheap too. We had our pool day last Saturday. She didn't want her picture taken properly... ergo the funny faces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-8156532697524604916?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/8156532697524604916/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=8156532697524604916" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/8156532697524604916?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/8156532697524604916?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/C-YQyIh0H0E/funny-faces.html" title="Funny faces" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3vup1oyHDUQ/RmI3QIbcwiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3LAiL0albUU/s72-c/100_0297.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2007/06/funny-faces.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04NRHcyeip7ImA9WB5SEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-6185260337179056420</id><published>2007-05-24T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T07:19:55.992-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-06-07T07:19:55.992-07:00</app:edited><title>Auction Ads</title><content type="html">Try joining &lt;a href="http://www.auctionads.com/refer_407ff26c430b16d07cb2"&gt;AuctionAds&lt;/a&gt;, let's you earn money while blogging. If you look at the newly added banners on the right, they'll lead you there. Cool too because they are triggered by keywords related to your blog. So your content will match the ads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.auctionads.com/refer_407ff26c430b16d07cb2"&gt;AuctionAds: Increase the bid on your site's income!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-6185260337179056420?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/6185260337179056420/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=6185260337179056420" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/6185260337179056420?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/6185260337179056420?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/MakCPtnjEIY/auction-ads.html" title="Auction Ads" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2007/05/auction-ads.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YHSHcyfCp7ImA9WB5TEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-2070718370598238946</id><published>2007-05-24T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T06:58:59.994-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-05-24T06:58:59.994-07:00</app:edited><title>Certainty?</title><content type="html">There are some things in life that we can be so sure about. Facts that are undeniable… occurrences that despite hail… rain… or storm seem somehow inevitable:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The sun will shine in the morning. It may not shine on you, who knows it may be cloudy where you are, but you can be pretty sure that darn sun is shining on someone somewhere behind those clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Flies will be drawn to shit. No matter how hard you try to conceal it, if there is a smell, flies will be drawn to it. Sure sometimes we think how come this other person’s shit goes unnoticed? Rest assured, somebody knows they have shit. It may not stink now – but shit is shit and the longer people attempt to hold on to shit, flies will soon follow suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bills will come. Yes they will come. Like clockwork they will come. Whether you’re loaded like Trump or broke as a bum – bills will come. We live in a world of “pay and get paid.” Everybody is paid for something and everybody has to pay for something else. This interdependence is a fact of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Family is family. You can’t choose your relatives. Probably disowning will become as popular as divorce some time in the near future but still the father, the mother, the child, the sibling – everyone means something and is connected to someone in some way whether by blood or attachment or likeness. It is the common bond that keeps us alive in this world of bills… where it seems sometimes the sun doesn’t shine… when shit is everywhere…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fact was supposedly that I’d see you at lunch everyday. In general, it may not appear as big a deal as the previous items on this list, but it means the world to me. And if I can’t be certain about something as important as that then I can’t really be sure if the sun will shine tomorrow either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-2070718370598238946?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/2070718370598238946/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=2070718370598238946" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/2070718370598238946?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/2070718370598238946?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/uBsxFy8UQOQ/certainty.html" title="Certainty?" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2007/05/certainty.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQAQ349fip7ImA9WBBRGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-116282834204994798</id><published>2006-11-06T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T07:52:22.066-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-11-06T07:52:22.066-08:00</app:edited><title>The Sentencing Of Saddam Hussein</title><content type="html">As a child, I heard his name mentioned time and time again in the news for having murdered, plundered and bombed cities I could not even name at that time. He was depicted in many editorial cartoons as the devil himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway he was sentenced last Sunday to the death penalty by Iraq's High Tribunal for killing 148 Shiites in 1982. It was mentioned in Associated Press that if the verdicts and sentences are upheld, the executions must be carried out within 30 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny that it took almost 30 years to determine guilt but only 30 days to implement punishment. I am not a fan of capital punishment but neither am I a fan of Saddam. But it's just dizzying how violence and killing just seems to beget itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-116282834204994798?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/116282834204994798/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=116282834204994798" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/116282834204994798?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/116282834204994798?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/xCKE7E4VejA/sentencing-of-saddam-hussein.html" title="The Sentencing Of Saddam Hussein" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2006/11/sentencing-of-saddam-hussein.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IDQHc-fip7ImA9WBBQEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-116282733161054171</id><published>2006-11-06T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:12:51.956-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-11-09T21:12:51.956-08:00</app:edited><title>Links to Associated Content</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/83209/a_look_into_payperclick.html"&gt;A Look Into Pay-Per-Click&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pay-per-click campaign has become essential to any online marketing venture. But as simple as its name may connote, PPC isn't exactly WYSIWYG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By info@associatedcontent.com (Athena Catedral) &lt;br /&gt;Mon, 06 Nov 2006 08:19:00 EDT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/82706/ice_princess.html"&gt;Ice Princess: A Review&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How psychological concepts such as "stereotypes" and the "identity crisis" interplay in this story about a bookworm turned competitive figure skater &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By info@associatedcontent.com (Athena Catedral) &lt;br /&gt;Sun, 05 Nov 2006 05:49:00 EDT article_82706&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-116282733161054171?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/116282733161054171/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=116282733161054171" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/116282733161054171?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/116282733161054171?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/LHjN66YvdsU/links-to-associated-content.html" title="Links to Associated Content" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2006/11/links-to-associated-content.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4HQno5fip7ImA9WBBSGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-116190979126858275</id><published>2006-10-26T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T18:02:13.426-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-10-26T18:02:13.426-07:00</app:edited><title>The Toddler's Creed</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want it, &lt;em&gt;it's mine&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I give it to you and change my mind later, &lt;em&gt;it's mine&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I can take it away from you, &lt;em&gt;it's mine&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I had it a little while ago, &lt;em&gt;it's mine&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If &lt;em&gt;it's mine&lt;/em&gt;, it will never belong to anyone else, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;If we are building something together, all the pieces are &lt;em&gt;mine&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If it looks like mine, &lt;em&gt;it's mine&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was coined by child development expert Burton L. White, Ph.D. in his book &lt;em&gt;Raising a Happy, Unspoiled Child&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This trait characterizes a child of about 20-21 months and extends onwards as the child expands his perception of "himself" to the objects around him. This is usually classified in the Pre-operational stage when a child is about 2 to 7 years old. As the child develops a concept of himself... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First physically, he discovers and learns to control parts of his body (note how we teach kids to open and close their palms as well as bat their eyes using the cue, "beautiful eyes"). Later on, he extends himself to people close to him, like family members and eventually things. A quality defined by Jean Piaget, "the great pioneer of the constructivist theory of knowing" also well known for his developmental theories, as &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Egocentrism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. This is the belief that the child is the centre of the universe and everything revolves around him: the corresponding inability to see the world as someone else does and adapt to it. This is not moral "selfishness", it is just an early stage of psychological development. The child just really perceives all these things to be well, his. He has much difficulty taking the viewpoint of others, which is why it's not advisable for toddlers to play competitive games as each one will have to be a winner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In this stage, kids naturally act like little people attempting to act on their own by walking on their own, learning how to talk, using the toilet, and even fending food for themselves (in the kitchen anyway). This empowerment from not being able to do much during infancy, is overwhelming to a child and makes him feel like he can do anything and this will reflect on how he behaves. Parents will find that they will have to say "NO" a lot more often than necessary. Reminds you much of teen-agers doesn't it? And rightfully so. They undergo the same passage from awkward adolescence to adulthood, and relatively similar factors (independence, empowerment and transition) are at work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But unfortunately just because it's a toddler's creed doesn't mean adults don't act that way too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-116190979126858275?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/116190979126858275/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=116190979126858275" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/116190979126858275?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/116190979126858275?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/6UBdNpkKGmI/toddlers-creed.html" title="The Toddler's Creed" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2006/10/toddlers-creed.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMBQHo9fip7ImA9WBBSFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-116157045145278032</id><published>2006-10-22T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T19:27:31.466-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-10-22T19:27:31.466-07:00</app:edited><title>Everybody's online dream</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://blaugh.com/2006/10/21/please-buy-my-company" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;img class="comic" title="Please Buy My Company" alt="Please Buy My Company" src="http://blaugh.com/cartoons/061021_no_big_google_offer.gif" width="447" height="250"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-116157045145278032?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/116157045145278032/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=116157045145278032" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/116157045145278032?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/116157045145278032?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/e18bY2dYm1s/everybodys-online-dream.html" title="Everybody's online dream" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2006/10/everybodys-online-dream.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4FR38_eyp7ImA9WBBSE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-116131791613041201</id><published>2006-10-19T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T21:18:36.143-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-10-19T21:18:36.143-07:00</app:edited><title>Published!</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/73880/just_following_orders.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just Following Orders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normality thesis - evil acts are not necessarily performed by abnormal or "crazy" people. Average individuals who see themselves as mere agents in an organization, carrying out orders of those in command, can behave in destructive ways. (Miller, 1986) &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/73880/just_following_orders.html"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/73878/procrastination.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Procrastination&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination is not a simple act of putting something off. It is a symptom of self-doubt, self-downing, discomfort-dodging, &amp; irrational guilt. The results cause faulty beliefs, hindrances to moving forward &amp;amp; diversions to obscure real personal issues. &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/73878/procrastination.html"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/66886/youth_activism_the_urban_filipino_psyche.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Youth Activism &amp;amp; the Urban Filipino Psyche&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The urban Filipino psyche has corrupted its view of youth activism. Young activists are viewed as trouble-makers and delinquents. This article tries to delve into the Filipino psyche to explain such perception and it's evolution through the years. &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/66886/youth_activism_the_urban_filipino_psyche.html"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/66884/a_reaction_to_dead_poets_society.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Reaction to "Dead Poet's Society"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dead Poet's Society" is a break-out movie set in a 1959 preparatory school for boys. It stars Robin Williams as a teacher who encourages his students to break the norms, think freely, and follow their dreams. &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/66884/a_reaction_to_dead_poets_society.html"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-116131791613041201?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/116131791613041201/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=116131791613041201" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/116131791613041201?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/116131791613041201?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/BXiSzAwTazQ/published.html" title="Published!" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2006/10/published.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8ERHk-eyp7ImA9WBBSE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-116131680574019666</id><published>2006-10-19T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T21:00:05.753-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-10-19T21:00:05.753-07:00</app:edited><title>iPod iDon't</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://blaugh.com/2006/10/18/iworm" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;img class="comic" title="iWorm" alt="iWorm" src="http://blaugh.com/cartoons/061018_apple_iworm_ipod_02.gif" width="450" height="252"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had an i-pod &lt;br /&gt;Will most likely never be able to afford an i-pod&lt;br /&gt;Good thing it never really appealed to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-116131680574019666?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/116131680574019666/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=116131680574019666" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/116131680574019666?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/116131680574019666?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/sddKfPlcFTM/ipod-idont.html" title="iPod iDon't" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2006/10/ipod-idont.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4ERH49fip7ImA9WBBSE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-116115581466887022</id><published>2006-10-18T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T21:01:45.066-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-10-19T21:01:45.066-07:00</app:edited><title>Laughter is the best medicine</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://blaugh.com/" alt="Comic of the Day" title="Comic of the Day" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blaugh.com/cartoons/comic-of-the-day.gif" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter is the best medicine - unless you have bad breath &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comic care of bLaugh.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-116115581466887022?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/116115581466887022/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=116115581466887022" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/116115581466887022?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/116115581466887022?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/RcwpJdwGBtw/laughter-is-best-medicine.html" title="Laughter is the best medicine" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2006/10/laughter-is-best-medicine.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EFSXk-fip7ImA9WBNaE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-115933161874377998</id><published>2006-09-26T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T21:33:38.756-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-09-26T21:33:38.756-07:00</app:edited><title>sometimes being me can be very complicated</title><content type="html">&lt;em&gt;I saw &lt;strong&gt;"Barbie Diaries"&lt;/strong&gt; with my daughter last night. For the semi-melancholic angst-driven teenage romantic, this is the right fit. The animation was a little to bright for my taste, but everything else fell quite into place. The music wasn't bad too. Below is one by Skye Sweetnam - hot 17-year-old rockstar with a touch of Avril Lavigne (which is why I think I like her). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"This is me" comes out in the beginning of the movie. At this stage in any young girl's life, by stage I mean, searching-for-yourself/ identity crisis phase, the song pretty much sums up what a girl can be, how confused a girl can be even about herself and that a girl just wants to be... accepted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This Is Me"&lt;br /&gt;~performed by: Skye Sweetnam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has got a secret side&lt;br /&gt;A winding path that's through&lt;br /&gt;A door that's open wide&lt;br /&gt;You think you know me&lt;br /&gt;But I'm changing all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if I wanna be sweet&lt;br /&gt;If I wanna be wild&lt;br /&gt;If I wanna cry like a child&lt;br /&gt;If I pick up the world&lt;br /&gt;In the palm of my hand&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's just who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me, can't ignore it&lt;br /&gt;Reaching out, breaking free&lt;br /&gt;Constantly falling forward&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm just going for it&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life is a confusing thing&lt;br /&gt;When I talk it seems like no one's listening&lt;br /&gt;Try to be an angel, but I just can't find my wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wanna be sweet&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna be wild&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna find my own style&lt;br /&gt;So I make a mistake, then I do it again&lt;br /&gt;But I do it the best that I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than what you see&lt;br /&gt;Find out who I can be...&lt;br /&gt;Can't ignore it...&lt;br /&gt;Breaking free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling forward&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm just going for it&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-115933161874377998?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/115933161874377998/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=115933161874377998" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/115933161874377998?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/115933161874377998?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/wuhBxnU-BaI/sometimes-being-me-can-be-very.html" title="sometimes being me can be very complicated" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2006/09/sometimes-being-me-can-be-very.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4MR3g8eyp7ImA9WBNWEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002259.post-115526898667306521</id><published>2006-08-10T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:03:06.673-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-08-10T21:03:06.673-07:00</app:edited><title>Bad Google!</title><content type="html">Google did something bad today. Just when I inserted the Snap.com search box, after less than 5 minutes they cancelled my Adsense account. They sent me an email saying it may have been invalid clicks, which is of course untrue. I read through their policies (again), and found that they do not permit their ads to be shown on websites with competitive ads in place. Now what's unfortunate here is that, snap.com doesn't pay for search queries like Google does. Something seems off here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Enjoy the ride&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002259-115526898667306521?l=athena-andrea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/feeds/115526898667306521/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002259&amp;postID=115526898667306521" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/115526898667306521?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002259/posts/default/115526898667306521?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CaveatLector/~3/c-sKOMkLb60/bad-google.html" title="Bad Google!" /><author><name>Athena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06736415362022946622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://dropshots.com/photos/152730/20060915/081437.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://athena-andrea.blogspot.com/2006/08/bad-google.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

