<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351537199431998679</id><updated>2024-08-28T09:01:28.408-07:00</updated><category term="thinking"/><category term="About me"/><category term="Update"/><category term="aimless"/><category term="love"/><category term="Photography"/><category term="Religion"/><category term="music"/><category term="poetry"/><title type='text'>✌the place☮</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffidunno.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351537199431998679/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffidunno.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351537199431998679/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13848158086327005172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351537199431998679.post-1089243766355444305</id><published>2013-07-25T21:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-07-25T21:45:15.649-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thinking"/><title type='text'>Respect</title><content type='html'>&lt;p dir=ltr&gt;Lots of qualities and habits got lost over the generations. There are habits which we are glad to be gone, like intolerance of different cultures, but there are also qualities and habits which I would appreciate more nowadays, like, my topic of today, RESPECT.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=ltr&gt;Nowadays, respect is everything else than well-practised. I don&#39;t want to talk about the respect itself much, I just want to talk about what this respectless society causes...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=ltr&gt;The only way to get respect is to go and get it. Do something for it. Everyone wants respect. Everyone wants to be able to say their opinion without getting rejected and bullied. Respect means giving someone the chance to say their opinion, respect means to treat someone the way you want to be treated and respect means to treat every person equal and human. Thats what I think. So its no surprise everyone wants respect. There are people who go and get their respect and there are people who dont. The people who get respect mostly have to get it in a rude way, which frightens some to the thought they are not important as they dont get respect, while the harsh people do. Now the same situation makes the harsh people think they are something better, so they treat others as if they were something worse. And what started in a normal want of respect ended in bullying. Try to give respect and kindness to the world, it&#39;s running out of it.&lt;/p&gt;
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Hii :) I just got another mail from my friend, who regulary sends me awesome mails of articles he read, anyway he asked me to do a kind of review/comment on it what I think about it and I think I did a pretty good job so I am putting it up here.&lt;br /&gt;
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The &lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763;&quot;&gt;dark blue text &lt;/span&gt;is the article and the &lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;green text &lt;/span&gt;is my comment.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;1. The only person that can ever truly make you happy is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;yourself. Stop depending on everyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;1. there are special situations in life, in which u truly depend on someone, for example true love. where u cant quite live without a special person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;2. People lie, stuff happens. Don’t take it too personally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;2. well if my boyfriend betrays me - dont take it too personally ? i dont know. i think this point is only right for the people who are not too close to you like people from your job or so. when its about a very close friend, someone from ur family or ur boyfriend/girlfriendvits ur job as a human being to take in personally ! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;3. Want people to think you’re amazing? Start believing you are, and then they will too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;3. the aim is not to make others believe u r amazing. the aim is self confidence and it should never come from what other people think of u. even if u think about urself that u r amazing there is no guirantee that they r thinking so then too. if a girl comes to you who thinks she is awesome and is unfriendly to you will you also think she is awesome?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;4. Smiling is the ultimate anti-depressant. Smile and laugh out loud, it doesn’t look stupid, I promise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;4. as long as the smile is there to fight depression and not to hide it, i 100%ly agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;5. The world is never just black and white, right or wrong, one way or another. Try and see things from as many points of view as possible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;5. well this is very important, because it opens u the door of understanding, the problem is just that if you have to make a decision it is much harder to see it from many points of views because all views have their pro and con and its just hard to decide with 10 ways instead of 2. but probably in the other 8 ways there is a perfect way for you. so do think of things from different points of views but dont overthink it and get confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14.545454025268555px;&quot;&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14.545454025268555px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Let everything happen to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14.545454025268555px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14.545454025268555px;&quot;&gt;Beauty and terror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14.545454025268555px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14.545454025268555px;&quot;&gt;Just keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14.545454025268555px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14.545454025268555px;&quot;&gt;No feeling is final&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14.545454025268555px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14.545454025268555px;&quot;&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14.545454025268555px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14.545454025268555px; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/7906.Rainer_Maria_Rilke&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14.545454025268555px;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Rainer Maria Rilke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;6. awesome chosen quote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;7. Have empathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;8. Gossip, problems of the past, events you cannot control, negative thoughts and negative people; time spent on these is time poorly wasted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;7+8. total agreement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;9. When you&#39;re jealous or find yourself filled with hate for someone/something, stop. The only person its hurting is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;9. well its hard to just stop feeling. as u cant just stop to love someone u cant just stop to hate someone either. stopping in this case would most probably cause inner depression and pretention. jealousity in general: have ur own aims have ur own goals which u want to archieve and clfocus on ur own path, because sitting aside and watching the others succeed and being jealous will not bring you anywhere. know what your aims are and focus on archieving them, nothing else. and hate: if you hate a person or a person makes u unhappy, just try to avoid them, its all u can do. fact is there are people on earth who are driving us crazy (in a negative way) u cannot change them. either u try to talk and make peace between u and if this doesnt work u can only avoid that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;10. Although the newest, most expensive material things may make you feel as if you’re a better person, they won’t hold you at night or listen to you when you need it. Make sure your priorities make sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;10. again total agreement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;11. Step outside your comfort zone- it’s when you’ll really feel alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;11. well ... hmmm ... yeah ... in a case its right. if you always do those things u already know u will never find out something new, but its important to do that if u want it in my opinion, there are days where the power for outside of the comfort zones is just not there and also some comfort is not bad. i would say, dont be afraid to step out of your comfort zone, to try something new, but its always good to come home and back to the things we are used to, too. it is important to switch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;12. Don’t be afraid to be yourself, the people who really matter, don’t mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;12. true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;13. Let your emotions out sometimes, humans have them for a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;13. 100% agreed !! its not good to pretend to be someone u are not. it feels better to be liked by a few for something u are than being liked by many for something u are not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;14. Celebrate the things you have. Think only positively of the things you don’t (but would like to have) and they too will come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;14. again very true !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;15. Love unconditionally ♥.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;15. love truly and from ur heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;follow ur love and dont hide it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;love unconditionally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;and dont let anyone tell u how to love or live, because u are the only person who knows it ;) !!♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Some time ago, I got a mail from my nice friend&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class=&quot;g-profile&quot; href=&quot;http://plus.google.com/105597679555720665172&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;+Nikhil Tapadia&lt;/a&gt;. It&#39;s an article which inspired me to go on with that topic, well first the article. It&#39;s genious in my opinion, I agree to it:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://kkafle12.blogspot.com/2012/07/why-its-so-hard-to-speak-out-love.html?spref=bl&quot;&gt;Love: Why It&#39;s So Hard To Speak Out Love&lt;/a&gt;: Many of us has played role of &quot;Secret  Lovers&quot; This Article Is&lt;br /&gt;
Dedicated to that &quot;Secret Lover&quot; Inside You... I find o...&lt;br /&gt;
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well, this is it. And I completely agreed, but there is something not included into the article, that girls can also be secret lovers, but if the guy doesnt show them their love, they think he is too good for them and if the next idiot comes for proposing lies, the girl thinks that she cant get anything better than that idiot, so she takes him. Love is too complicated to explain. It&#39;d just be easy if two people love each other and then they come together and stay together for the rest of their lives, but love is not easy. Life is not easy and love is an important part of our lives, even if we don&#39;t notice it or don&#39;t want to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Life is hard. Sometimes easy. Sometimes everything is working of its own volition. And sometimes you are working hard and long and life still works very slow. It&#39;s just something to deal with, and sometimes, boys and girls it&#39;s good to vault your shadow and talk to the one you love and even if they don&#39;t love back, shit happens! It&#39;s life. What doesn&#39;t kill you makes you stronger, so stand up and go over it. I also live after this motto and I try, never to give up. Giving up just makes me sad haha and I don&#39;t want to let anything make me sad :P&lt;br /&gt;
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PS: Recommending the blog &quot;Love&quot; by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/profile/05314413037374286067&quot;&gt;+Kedar Kafle&lt;/a&gt;. It&#39;s really worth a read!!&lt;/div&gt;
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ok, a lot happened, first of all, hi guys!!! :D I missed you a lot on my sports week, I was in Großraming (Austria) with my class for one week, the last school week. We did a lot of sports and had fun, yeah. Details are not so important.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, it&#39;s SUMMER HOLIDAYS!!!! I&#39;m soo happy! In Austria the summer holidays are long, that means I can work on my book a lot, find time for myself, stuff like that. And I thought about starting a vlog, a video blog but I am not sure, because my looks are not really good and it&#39;s one of the most important things in a video blog... Well...&lt;br /&gt;
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I am working on several blog articles at the moment, I think some will be finished in the evening today, until then, have a nice day and stay inspired :D&lt;/div&gt;
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Hello, everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;
I have a flu :( It&#39;s horrible today school was a torture :/ I don&#39;t like. I don&#39;t like being ill at all. Lol who likes being ill?&lt;br /&gt;
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Honestly, I don&#39;t want to write another random blog entry today, although the start sounded a bit as if, haha. Just a short update about myself and now coming to the point of this entry, which I don&#39;t know yet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mostly I start a blog entry with any topic that comes up to my mind. I am a very thoughtful person, thinking is my hobby no. 1. I always think, but when I say my thoughts as they are to girls at my age, they are just like &quot;dafuq did u say??&quot;.... Yeah.... That&#39;s why I love blogger. At the moment I am looking for nice blogs to visit, I prefer random blogs, cooking and baking blogs, styling blogs (I am just a girl either...) and thinking blogs, but my english is not the best so I prefer such thinking blogs in german. Or probably by someone who doesn&#39;t talk english as his/her mother language, who doesn&#39;t speak english so well, but can&#39;t keep him/herself from writing down the thoughts. If it&#39;s in easy english, I will understand, but sometimes I run into english blogs where I don&#39;t understand a single word... Ok I am carrying it to excess.... but anyway, if you know any good blogs or maybe your own one, I appreciate suggestions in the comments.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok, back to topic. I recently changed the layout of my blog again. Not completely, but I changed some details and I am trying to add some images, to give my blog more attraction ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok and finally my last topic to this blog entry. Some time ago (about 10 minutes) I replied to a blog post of my favourite discussion partner (:D lol)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class=&quot;g-profile&quot; href=&quot;https://plus.google.com/109911114452097574800&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;+Shivam Singhal&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;his blog is about religion, he was talking about islam (not in an non-offending way) and I couldn&#39;t control myself from writing that....&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, I want to repost this here, this is his post:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://myunbeatablespots.blogspot.co.at/2013/06/wtf-muslims-ii.html&quot;&gt;http://myunbeatablespots.blogspot.co.at/2013/06/wtf-muslims-ii.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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and this is my reply:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I was three times about to fall my chair from your way of expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;i cant say about the terrorism part so much, honestly i want to wait with reconnecting with this topic when i have finished the politics part of my book, because i cant learn about everything at once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;this at first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;next thing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;islamic prayer... well... god is the allmighty and so on... AND have you ever heard a muslim say to another: &quot;make duah for this bad person&quot; ? it means to pray for them. it means to mention them in ur prayers and to ask allah to help them. YES WOW MUSLIMS DO THAT TOO!! i wont comment on the thing with mecca and asses its a ritual lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;anyway, and something you said that really upset me: &quot;The sooner Islam is abolished the sooner we’ll have world peace&quot; IF YOU ABOLISH ISLAM; THE POLITITIANS WHO ARE LETTING POOR PEOPLE IN OTHER COUNTRIES FIGHT OUT THEIR ISSIUES WITH OTHER COUNTRIES WILL STILL BE THERE; THE GODLESS PEOPLE IN THE STREETS KILLING PEOPLE AND FIGHTING THEIR LIFE TO SURVIVE WILL STILL BE THERE DUDE MUSLIM ARE NOT THE PROBLEM 80% OF THE WORLD POPULATION IS SICK; EITHER THEY ARE DESTROYED BY THE THINGS GOING WRONG HERE OR BORN AND RAISED IN THE HATE ON OTHER POPULATIONS GROUPS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;please dont tell me muslim are the main problem in the world peace concept - we can stand forever fighting about who kills more people: society ignorance, islam or whoever judged persons on earth!!!! OR we are trying to face the problems and trying to solve them. BECAZ that is the only way to get world peace. NOT abolishing any religion or country or whatever (we could also say yeah lets just throw a atom bomb on all the islamic countries and kill the innocents with the guilty lets kill the cowd for the mistakes of a few. SURE. i am not gonna let this happen.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;i just want to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;its simply stupid to say that lol sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;but its all i can add to no. 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hello! Today I want to talk about my book, just a little haha I wont tell you anything about the storyline ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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With my book I want to describe the issues of the world from the view of everyone. There are 4 main characteres, 3 of them are especially used as narrators of the story (the book does not tell a first person-narrative, it&#39;s told from the view of a few persons. I switch the person about every or every second clause. Why? It&#39;s easy. I want to tell a story about some countries with some issues, like for example war, but I don&#39;t want to tell a really political story. 1. Who would read a book with political facts about countries which don&#39;t even exist? and 2. I wouldn&#39;t even write such a book! haha&lt;br /&gt;
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The main point of my book is against prejudice. Against judging one person by a group of people, that person belongs to. And I am not talking about gangs or organisations, I am not talking about an own decision to enter stuff like gangs and so on. If someone enters a gang or group or anything according to special conditions, which you know and disagree, yeah it&#39;s not bad to judge there. I am not even saying that judging is bad, but I think it is important to try to imagine you being the other person. No one will ever know what goes on in the heart of others, in this world full of pretenders, surrenders and a few rebels still standing against the majority, which is called stupid people. Judging is human. We judge situations, if it&#39;s dangerous or not, but what I mean is something different, I don&#39;t know how to explain...&lt;br /&gt;
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Huh I spent one paragraph of my blog article on what my book is not about?? Ok now comes the actual topic:&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s about prejudice for things, people can&#39;t change. I don&#39;t want to tell anyone how to judge others, I just want to bring out the point that everyone has a story, everyone has a life. And as long as you haven&#39;t walked their way in their shoes, don&#39;t say anything bad about them. Especially not behind their back. This starts in school with cliques, goes to high school with mobbing and to work or college with a kind of racism that you&#39;ve never seen before. I don&#39;t know, i am 14 years old, how it was in the 60s, 70s, 80s it&#39;s not my generation, ok in the 80s yeah there it started I guess, actually sooner, I don&#39;t even want to discuss when it started and how it started, i just want to discuss how it is now.&lt;br /&gt;
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For example: Affrican Americans were bullied because they were considered as poor, criminal and dangerous. Of course most people nowadays (including me) see these foreigners not really as foreigners anymore. There are still people who think, foreigners are dangerous, but a boy born in the UK or Germany or the USA or Austria doesn&#39;t differ from other boys in the inside. Nowadays, Muslim girls are bullied because they are wearing hijab, for example. That comes from the terrorismic general view of Islam. I once read about a girl of the USA, who was trying to live a normal life there, going to school and trying to practise her religion, the Islam, as much as possible. She has always been bullied by others. Even one day they threw eggs on the house of her parents and wrote on the garage door with big, red graffiti letters: &quot;GET OUT TERRORISTS&quot;. I don&#39;t really know why. She is just a girl like every other. All difference is, that she is in Islam, but in her heart she doesn&#39;t differ much from every other clever girl, who is born in christianity. Except one thing. She might have a heart, contrary to some other ignorant human beings on earth.&lt;br /&gt;
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And there are Muslims who are killing people. So aren&#39;t there Christians killing people?? If I take some Muslim, some African Americans and some Christians, if I take all misjudged human species of earth and put their skeletons together, they don&#39;t really differ in the fundamentals. And if I take the hearts and souls of all people and put them together, they will all differ from another!! If you look at the inside of a human you won&#39;t be able to recognize that person as from a special country, or belonging to a special religion or whatever!! So I am not saying: Muslim do mistakes, men do mistakes, so let them be, I am just saying, if we are complaining about problems, let&#39;s search the solution together and not call one group of people to account and just put them away and hope it will get better. That is impossible anyway, but on schools some students can put another student away just with words. And it doesn&#39;t stop. So every country has their problems, some with money, some with abidance by the human rights and some with agriculture. So how about working together instead of making it worse and worse and even worse? Of course this will never happen. The pride is too high.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well it&#39;s again actually just another impossible dream by me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ohh actually I wanted to talk about my book.... oopsie... Well, my dream is hitting the impulse, in which I am writing this book pretty well. Anyway I am not going to talk about my book anymore. If it gets good it will be translated, I show you where to buy it and you can read it if you are interested :)&lt;br /&gt;
yours,&lt;br /&gt;
Lilly :D&lt;/div&gt;
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Heyy :D I was just on net and spontanously wrote &quot;nothing&quot; into the youtube search box. Do it too, the result is beautiful (codeword: the script). Some of you might already know. :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes I just don&#39;t understand. For usual, when I don&#39;t understand a certain thing, I think about it from all views I can think of. And then I start to figure out, why, how but mainly WHY??!!&lt;br /&gt;
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But when I don&#39;t understand something, no matter how often I think about the different views.... I don&#39;t know. That really never happened to me. Except with electricity, but honestly: who really understands what electric current actually is at my age? It is very hard to understand for me, but I am not so interested in physics, if I was, I would study and some day maybe be able to imagine what it is. Anyway, what I am talking about is more about social things, it starts in my classroom, where I am thinking about an issue of for example 3 people in all 3 views of them and then I mostly understand, what is going wrong and try to come up with a solution. Sadly most people ignore me talking about psychology and stuff like that so.... lol their problem if they don&#39;t want to listen me I can&#39;t help them.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway I like listening, understanding and also figuring out solutions, if you tell me now, get a psychiatrist, I can only shake my head... I thought about that for some time, but there is enough I have to manage and overcome myself, it might not be much for you, but every human is different - I am a very sensitive one. But I don&#39;t really want to get one of those people asking for 100$ per hour (I think it&#39;s much more but it&#39;s not my buisness I am not sure haha) for sitting on a chair, listening someone and helping his problems and so on. Sure, I want to help people with their problems, but not for money and not as main occupation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yeah, however. And one question: how do you think about books with made up locations, but acute political issues and realistic stories included? And is it right in this case to focus on the storyline, characters and feelings of the persons instead of the political facts, which are all made up anyway? I think that is the best solution. Who would read a book about politics and wars if the facts in it are all made up? I think it&#39;s better to focus on the storyline of the persons, the destinies and so on.... the feelings.... yeah as I said...&lt;br /&gt;
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Whoa this was getting a long blog entry!! :o hope people will read it anyway! haha :D&lt;br /&gt;
Have a nice day!!!&lt;/div&gt;
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So this is my first update blog entry, I think my first official one. I would like to give my blog a new design a new look, if you understand. Something more attractive but I will mainly change the colour and header picture. The layout will most likely remain and maybe you also noticed that I am tidying up my labels (that was pure chaos haha) and I try to get some order in it to make it easier for visitors also to go through my blog by labels of their interest and so on...&lt;br /&gt;
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I also looked up my drafts and the articles I wrote there, such as Acne Coverage and Make-Up and Criticising the School System. Indeed, I didn&#39;t write these whole things now LOL there were only a few final words missing so I added these and published. The biggest part of these two blog posts have been written about a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok what else is new? Oh right my toe. It was broken, some of you might have seen the post of my toe before I deleted it, for those who haven&#39;t: it looked bad. And the next day it looked even worse. So my mum took me to the hospital and turned out it was broken. It was not completely parted, but there was a crack in my bone. That was about two weeks ago. And yesterday a classmate has put his chair on my toe and sat on it!!! Dx these people -.-&lt;br /&gt;
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ok ok so my first update is done. Updates are for my personal life, to get to know a bit about me and so on yeah.... :P have a nice day!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I think that if you start soon enough with working on your interest labels, you can get a well-paid job in these labels, no matter how many people are needed in that label. If you start to increase your knowledge as a child or young girl/boy you will soon become a genious about that topic.&lt;br /&gt;
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Most schools don&#39;t really support children who want to know about one special topic. General knowledge is the most important thing on schools nowadays. And of course, it is important, but lot&#39;s of children have to practise their abilities in their free time and if these children have school until evening, how is that possible?&lt;br /&gt;
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For example me. I am 14 and I go to secondary school, I am in the last year. I am now interested in politics and economy and languages especially. My interest goes also to the nature and natural sciences, but a big hole in my interest (and talent also :P) is maths. So what do I have to do? I think you would say focus on your talents, try to get best and leave maths. But nooo the schools say focus on maths and get on the same level as your talents. I think that is impossible anyway.&lt;br /&gt;
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You know I can hardly understand those people who get the best marks in all subjects. I mean they can&#39;t be talented everywhere can they? And it&#39;s about always learning always studying anyway! They hardly have any free time! I mean if I was one of those girls who always study and just study study I wouldn&#39;t write this blog. There would be no time to. And this blog belongs to one of my hobbies hence I would even call it one of my talents. So sacrificing my talents for good marks? For getting a good job and being able to feed your kids? But how will there be specialists if there is no talent? No mellow talent? Is it all about studying, all about learning? Did even interest stop being important for these things? If it did, then where are we heading into?&lt;br /&gt;
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I will definitely not sacrifice any hobbies or talents just for school, a place hated by thousands and loved only by a few.&lt;/div&gt;
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I just watched a video about a girl talking about Acne coverage and make up.&lt;br /&gt;
The girl said:&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;The people who always tell you &quot;omg why do you wear make up? If I was you I wouldn&#39;t wear make-up. That is a vicious circle, it will just get worse (...)&quot; are mostly those people who don&#39;t have problems with acne themselves. And that&#39;s when I just think &quot;... common just shut up you can&#39;t even talk about that topic through experience!&quot; of course, without make-up is better for the skin, because most make-ups include silicons and so on... of course it is better for the skin, &lt;b&gt;but &lt;/b&gt;I think what mainly matters is the quality of life! I mean, you already suffer from your bad skin and I think if you sometimes cover your skin completely, so that it is fully covered and looks perfect, why not? A few times you can do it, can&#39;t you?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Well I agree on some points. She also added after this how important it is to put off the make-up before going to bed and so on, but that is not the point I want to write about now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Of course it is not bad to put on make-up. It is a blessing for everyone, not to have pimples or having natural beauty, but for me, everyone is perfect as they are. I don&#39;t care about make-up or not make-up (my personal decision is not make-up and I sometimes get pimples ;) haha) but the thing that matters is the inside of a human. That is also the use of Hijab or Niqab, to make the humans look at the inside of someone and not just at the figure, at the skin, at the legs, ... the thing is that everyone is perfect and trying to make yourself more beautiful doesn&#39;t make real sense I think. Not even for the boys. I mean I don&#39;t want to marry someone who only loves me because my skin looks perfect, when I put off my make-up he will get a heart attack! lol&lt;br /&gt;
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I mean, just the name of that thing called make-up, it says everything!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Make up&lt;/b&gt; the beauty.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Make up&lt;/b&gt; the perfection.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Make it up&lt;/b&gt; and be happy, be loved for something you made up.&lt;br /&gt;
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I would better be hated for something I am, than being loved for something I am not. This is my decision.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok I think that is enough from my side, how do you think about it? Is it good to fully cover your skin with make-up? And what is the higher sense behind your decision? Write it in the comments! :) thank you :D&lt;/div&gt;
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People often get really annoyed by me saying &quot;I don&#39;t know&quot; alll the time. Sometimes &quot;I don&#39;t know&quot; is just sometimes a perfect way to explain my feelings or the best way to avoid long explanations about a life situation, I haven&#39;t even properly faced myself. Facing problems has always been a problem for me. lol....&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok actually it&#39;s not that bad, the problem is by facing the problems, not getting lost in feeling sorry for myself. And mostly for others. Keeping the hope up is hard sometimes... Being strong in the hardest storm....&lt;/div&gt;
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But sometimes I just think it&#39;s important to be strong. If I was negative all the time I wouldn&#39;t have started a blog like this. Well I think some of you might say &quot;Great she shouldn&#39;t have&quot; haha but I am glad for the people who are reading my blog, honestly I REALLY appriciate you!!!&lt;/div&gt;
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I am just not good in saying what I think in my day-to-day life for usual I am called crazy or stupid for that, so I just shut up. This blog is my way to say what I think and what I feel.&lt;/div&gt;
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Thanks to all of you!!&lt;/div&gt;
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plzz subscribe my blog and add me on g+ (I ADD BACK)&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I am going with the tide of people around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Everyone is keeping their heads down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t know if it is the purpose of this kind of walking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;to hide tears, to hide emotions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;the walking way of pretending, I am not sure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;but that is what it causes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;There is no confidence, nothing to believe in.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;We don&#39;t think of life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;We don&#39;t have time to think about it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;We don&#39;t take the time to.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;In childhood our parents say to us&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&#39;gain knowledge before gaining expecience&#39;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;because else there is a chance that something goes wrong&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;and that should not happen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;So we have to believe what they tell us,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;even if we don&#39;t agree&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;we don&#39;t know it better!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;No one lets us gain own experience!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;One of the two things we can in this world believe!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;And nowadays we can&#39;t even trust our own experience.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;We never know,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;everyone is pretending,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;how should we know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;what they are honest with,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;and what they say for joke.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I am walking fastly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;next to my brothers and sisters&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;and we don&#39;t even look each other in the eye,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;because we would see the tears,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;and the tears would make us come to know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;that this is the wrong way.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;They want to keep their power,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;and they can&#39;t, if we know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;how much power in us is.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;If we knew how much power we have,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;we would ask them all the questions,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;argue out all the issues,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;tell them the truth about heaven and earth!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;But we are hiding.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;We are showing our bodies,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;but hiding our feelings and thoughts.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is this right?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffidunno.blogspot.com/feeds/2186446051391538388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stuffidunno.blogspot.com/2013/06/21st-century-hysteria-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351537199431998679/posts/default/2186446051391538388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351537199431998679/posts/default/2186446051391538388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffidunno.blogspot.com/2013/06/21st-century-hysteria-2.html' title='21st Century Hysteria #2'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13848158086327005172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351537199431998679.post-2639286510201416715</id><published>2013-06-09T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2014-10-25T07:21:40.787-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="About me"/><title type='text'>Introducing myself by ~the awkward moment, when...~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
~the awkward moment, when I get up and the first thing is I&#39;m falling on the floor~&lt;br /&gt;
~the awkward moment, when I am finished with my make up, am proud of me, as it is perfect and notice I forgot brushing my teeth~&lt;br /&gt;
~the awkward moment, when the same nasheed makes me cry over and over again~&lt;br /&gt;
~the awkward moment. when I am drawing anything and it gets my best work ever~&lt;br /&gt;
~the awkward moment, when I want to prove that this gets annoying after some time, but I don&#39;t know what to write anymore~&lt;/div&gt;
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I have already mentioned in one of the last posts that it rained a lot in Austria last days. Well, the rivers got stronger, in all celars water an example with the city gmunden below with the pictures. Lots of people lost their homes, and they don&#39;t know when they will be able to come back. I am glad the rain stopped now&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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If someone says, they want to change the world, mostly people say start with yourself. And it is true. Like the saying: &quot;Be the change you wanna see in the world.&quot; but there is something important, not mentioned. Everyone dies one day. It is the way of life, but I think it is very important to teach your children, teach your children out of this 21st century hysteria.&lt;/div&gt;
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If little girls grow up in front of the TV with the barbies and top model shows they think it is normal. And everything out of this is not normal, not good. Don&#39;t let your TV or other baby-sitters take care of your children, while you are protesting and trying to change the world outside.&lt;/div&gt;
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I am one of those persons who loves children. I want to have babies myself one day and I simply think that these small children need a mother figure and a father figure. A mother who gives them security and emotional support and a father who is teaching them defence and the things which are wrong and the things which are right. If the father teaches wrong things, there is a risk of the kid getting it wrong and of course when they are grown up, these kids will tell their children wrong things and so it will go on and on and get more and more wrong thoughts over generations.&lt;/div&gt;
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So try to be a good idol for your kids. Don&#39;t let a couple of anorexic animations jumping on a screen be the idols of your children, no matter if they are supporting the right moral thoughts or not. Just think what is right. And if your kid doesn&#39;t want to think like you don&#39;t beat it let it find out itself. And I am not saying you how to educate your children.&lt;/div&gt;
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I am just asking you please not to create a generation raised by television and in-out standards.&lt;/div&gt;
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That would not be good.&lt;/div&gt;
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I changed the design of my blog a bit and I am curious if there are any suggestions for it or maybe you have a new topic for me to write about, because I am a bit boring at the moment haha...&lt;br /&gt;
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I want my blog style to match with my mood with worlds mood and the weather and season of course.&lt;br /&gt;
It is raining here at the moment. I think. Maybe it stopped for a while but in general the weather here is very dark last days. Sometimes the sun is coming out but not very often. Most of the time it rains. I love the rain. And the storm. I love it when I am sitting inside in my warm bed and hearing the wind howling outside, how the thunder is fulminating and the lightening is sheding light into my room. That is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;
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Of course, hard storms are dangerous, but there is this excitement that fills my body when hearing the thunder. It&#39;s like the call of a wolf for the hunt.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Rain, Rain pour down on me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;the sweet angels tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Rain, Rain please set me free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;from the darkness and all my fears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;When the thunder is calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;my monster alive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m falling I&#39;m falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Rain, Rain I want to shrive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;My sins my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;my life in fun and hates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I didn&#39;t believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;didn&#39;t know what it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Now I am walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;without feet or desease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;now I am talking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;without tounge..... Allah Hafiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Today, everyone is busy. Everyone has their appointments, their parties and meetings. Most of it is written in a small book, an appointments book or saved in phone. Birthdays, dentist visits, job deadlines. People working from 5 in the morning until 0:00 midnight, in between they are having 5 coffees and a break in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;
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No surprise, that people are losing their patience, they don&#39;t need it in their day-to-day life!!&lt;/div&gt;
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I don&#39;t have too much problems with waiting. I can wait hours for simple things, days for awesome things and years and ages for things I love, things or persons who are worth all the waiting.&lt;/div&gt;
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The only thing I don&#39;t do is waiting for things which are unlikely to happen. If they come, they come and I am happy, but if they don&#39;t come and I waited, I didn&#39;t just waste my time I am also disappointed, because I was excited for that thing, else I wouldn&#39;t have been waiting for it so long.&lt;/div&gt;
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I hope you get my point, I use to write very confusing sentences.&lt;/div&gt;
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Anyway I am trying to keep my patience alive and just breath slowly once a day to keep myself calm in a busy life like this, the life in the 21st Century.&lt;/div&gt;
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By the way, you might have noticed that I am working on a new blog design and I will soon be done! :D&lt;/div&gt;
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in my opinion, a really good world can only come, if there are no blacks in the world, no terrorist-religious people, no spaghetti-eaters, no tea-drinkers, no &quot;chinese or japanese i donno&quot;, no killers, smokers or longnoses.&lt;/div&gt;
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and do u know why ? not because i am racist or anything like that. i just think our world is really good (it might never get perfect) if there are humans on earth. it is good for me if it doesnt matter if you are from africa or america or afghanistan or elsewhere.&lt;/div&gt;
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i am waiting for the day two people are standin in a war facing each other and realizing they are killing their brothers and sisters. they are killing people like themselve, human people.&lt;/div&gt;
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male lions who are fighting with another, winning and taking the clan of the other, they kill the small lion babies of the other male. why ? because they dont want any other genes than theirs in their new clan.&lt;/div&gt;
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but what are humans doing ? humans are working with devil evil tricks.&lt;/div&gt;
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they are psychially damaging people who have a different skin colour, who are too fat or like something no one else likes, so much until they jump off a bridge.&lt;/div&gt;
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they are killing the small baby of a woman because the father of this woman has helped a long time ago to kill others of their country, religion or family. and tell me what has this baby done ? what is his, her mistake ? and what has the mother done ? what has she done that her cute little baby who she loves so much is killed for ?&lt;/div&gt;
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and wouldnt u hit back if someone does the same thing to you ?&lt;/div&gt;
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what are we doing...? i cant understand. i am just a little girl from austria help me to understand. in my eyes everyones the same everyones human. why are we killing ourselves ?&lt;/div&gt;
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and brothers, sisters if u go argueing with someone, fighting or hurting someone, please try to make urself clear that the other person is human just like u. they have feelings they have reasons they do mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;
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i do mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;
dont u ?&lt;/div&gt;
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i have reasons for doing wrong things and i mostly notice these reasons are nothing but only afterward.&lt;br /&gt;
did that never happen to you ?&lt;/div&gt;
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i have feelings. i feel love, i feel hate, i feel sadness, i miss, i dont know, i dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;
do you ?&lt;/div&gt;
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re-send if you agree...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Yesterday, I was on my first Green Day concert. It was soo awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;First we got to Vienna (the concert was there) by train. When we finally got to the concert, we met some awesome people there. I don&#39;t even know their names but the time we were spending was simply awesome. Every time we saw each other, we shouted &quot;familyyyyy&quot; haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I recorded a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;During &quot;Jesus of Suburbia&quot; I freaked out a little with another Green Day fan. He didn&#39;t know the whole lyrics but hell it was awesome anyway :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;And Green Day was legendary. They shot T-shirts to the back rows (don&#39;t ask me how) and in the beginning they already said they would play mostly songs of dookie tonight (crowd and me freaking out).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Final song was &quot;Brutal Love&quot;. As we were leaving earlier to catch our train back home, we didn&#39;t hear the whole song, so i was still singing when going further and further from the stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Oh sorry, I forgot to tell you: &quot;we&quot; is mostly me and my parents, as I was going to the concert with them (no offense on that, it was the birthday present from my parents).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Well, finally when we were going back to the train station by underground we met some acapella singers. They were suddenly starting to sing a pop song and in the middle of the song I shouted: &quot;GREEN DAY !!!!!!!!&quot; and then they sang &quot;Boulevard of Broken Dreams&quot; and &quot;Good Riddance&quot; but they forgot the text and I went on singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Well I met a lot of interesting people on that concert, with a piece of luck I will meet them again next time... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Surprisingly, I am one of those students who thinks it is not good to chat or browse while school. (Writing this in french lesson) well, you can say that I have an excuse. Our french teacher is very bad and we are working on computer. Yes, &quot;working&quot;. The boys are working on improving their knowledge of epic youtube-videos, the girls are mostly playing uphill rush, an internet game about high scores. And me, working on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;
Actually, we should work on a french story. Who cares? I do. I was very interested in french language before I started to learn it in school. Now, I am little interested.&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe in some years when I got a break from these lessons of a shouting teacher, annoying students and no learning I will take french lessons or learn it myself for fun.&lt;br /&gt;
School sometimes takes away my interest in things... :(&lt;/div&gt;
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Thank you Google+,&lt;/div&gt;
Having friends is the awesomest thing. Actually I am not used to having friends, because before I came to google+ well... let&#39;s say I was different and had different needs, so while others were crazzy with their friends I was writing books, stories, poems all kind of things.&lt;br /&gt;
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One wonderful new-years-day (the one of this year) I noticed that g+ was much more than just a requirement to get on youtube, like many others might have too... In fact g+ changed my life in a way. Not too much from my day-to-day life, although there changed a lot too (but I&#39;m keeping my image in front of others ;)) I am talking about the way I think, I decide, I talk and I learn.&lt;/div&gt;
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I learned a lot. Not just internet stuff like &quot;what is a troll&quot; or &quot;which people to block :o no one hates me!!&quot; it is that I learned about countries and learned to look objective on situations....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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There is still so much to learn about the world. And I want to know so much... all that is interesting for me. Maybe that is impossible, but impossible just says &quot;I am possible&quot;. If I am possible, everything&#39;s possible.&lt;/div&gt;
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Anyway learning because of own interest, that is something that gets lost by growing up. And I have to say thank you to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class=&quot;g-profile&quot; href=&quot;http://plus.google.com/101560853443212199687&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;+Google+&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for helping me to get back this capability. I think everyone has it in their bodies. It just needs a soft push into the right direction to get back your interest in the world :)&lt;/div&gt;
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A nice day to everyone and thank you for visiting my blog and leaving comments, I really appreciate that!&lt;/div&gt;
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Yours,&lt;/div&gt;
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Lilly&lt;/div&gt;
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Well, I came to know that I am really interested in other countries, their political history, their now-a-days culture and language. I want to know about as much as possible, not to impress anyone or to have influence however possible, just because I am interested. I am interested in spending different holidays in different countries.&lt;br /&gt;
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For example italy: italy as holiday country, you see beaches full of tourists letting their naked skin get red and act as if it looked cool. Of course that&#39;s not everyone lying there like that, but I would like to focus on the inner parts of italy. The inner cities, the food, the whole culture. Doing research and living the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;
I wouldn&#39;t be able to spend a whole holiday lying on beaches and watching my skin burning down, I would be in the water all the time, but that&#39;s not my way to spend a holiday either.&lt;br /&gt;
Places I want to visit for sure:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * France&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * Berlin&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * London&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * USA&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * Pakistan&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * India&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * China&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * Mexico&lt;br /&gt;
any suggestions for this list ? I am sure you have such !!&lt;br /&gt;
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I don&#39;t know how others think of pets, some people might see them as a time pass option, help for work or the best friend for a lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;
I think pets are one of the best friends you can have, if you treat them well. They listen, they don&#39;t interrupt, sometimes you have the feeling they really understand you. Talking about problems often makes finding a solution easier.&lt;br /&gt;
I have two bunnies whom i love the most i wanna say thank you theyre soo cute and awesum :D&lt;/div&gt;
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sorry for that :D Anyways it is great to have pets like that, but the thing is, they cant reply, they cant really give you advice and thats what human friends are there for.&lt;br /&gt;
But I would never give one of my bunnies away :D :*&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffidunno.blogspot.com/feeds/5228973734482566685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stuffidunno.blogspot.com/2013/05/the-meaning-of-pets-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351537199431998679/posts/default/5228973734482566685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351537199431998679/posts/default/5228973734482566685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffidunno.blogspot.com/2013/05/the-meaning-of-pets-to-me.html' title='My Bunnies :D'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13848158086327005172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/--f5yVKxdp6k/UZt8XC0YSmI/AAAAAAAACIo/orbDxP2XR7M/s72-c/IMG_20130427_125724.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351537199431998679.post-4625955278669541317</id><published>2013-05-20T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-15T04:26:34.491-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><title type='text'>Find Me!!</title><content type='html'>Hey people!&lt;br /&gt;
I was just checking out the design and layout of my blog and gave it a completely new look... :) I hope you like it!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Broken hearts this week... love is too difficult to understand it and too simple, not to fall for it... I still think that the hardest thing to feel is regret. No matter if you hurt someone you love, although you didn&#39;t want to or regret another mistake.&lt;br /&gt;
The thing is, we are all just human. It is human to do mistakes. And in love a lot of mistakes can be done. Forgive and forget.... everyone heard about this before. Forget... I think this means forgetting and not being anygry every day, deleting what happened from your day-to-day life. It doesn&#39;t mean deleting from your memory. I can forget small mistakes, they&#39;re mostly forgiven in the same moment they happened and forgotten right on the next day, but the big mistakes aren&#39;t forgotten a life time.&lt;br /&gt;
So forgive and forget means &quot;No worries... I won&#39;t be angry with you!&quot;. If you say that, it can happen that you don&#39;t mean it. That you are just ignoring the pain, the anger to see the person happy, but if the person doesn&#39;t love you, they will make this mistake again and again and you will always say: &quot;Forgive and Forget&quot; because you are too good to see them sad.&lt;br /&gt;
And one day you won&#39;t forgive, nor forget anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
And if you mean a lot to someone, they don&#39;t want to lose you, but as you don&#39;t forgive anymore, don&#39;t forget anymore, they will try hard not to make a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;
But we are all human, we all make mistakes and after they happened, we can just say sorry. And if the other doesn&#39;t accept it just hurts. It endless hurts...&lt;br /&gt;
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When I&#39;m closing my eyes I only see your face. Tears come running in my eyes and off my cheek, I can&#39;t stop them but I don&#39;t even try. I just wanna scream as the pain is taking my stomach and pressing it to the edge. But I keep quiet as my air was you and my breath is now taken away. My heart gets teared up right in my chest for the pain I probably gave you and for the dispair of never being able to turn back the time. I&#39;m on fire, but it&#39;s so cold that I&#39;m shivering and you are still the only one who can get me out of this misery....&lt;br /&gt;
I love you....&lt;br /&gt;
I hate you...&lt;br /&gt;
I want you...&lt;br /&gt;
I delete you...&lt;br /&gt;
I add you back...&lt;br /&gt;
I lose control...&lt;br /&gt;
FIND ME&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;inspired by Chistina Grimmies &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5yWGE-fsBNA&quot;&gt;&quot;Find me&quot;&lt;/a&gt; (click title to watch on youtube)&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuffidunno.blogspot.com/feeds/4625955278669541317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stuffidunno.blogspot.com/2013/05/find-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351537199431998679/posts/default/4625955278669541317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351537199431998679/posts/default/4625955278669541317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuffidunno.blogspot.com/2013/05/find-me.html' title='Find Me!!'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13848158086327005172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351537199431998679.post-3709167979615908025</id><published>2013-03-10T13:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2014-10-25T07:16:44.321-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Photography"/><title type='text'>Path Through Forest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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I was walking through the forest near our house and I took some pictures. Hope you like it!&lt;br /&gt;
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Our forest is really beautiful, but unfortunately there are people who throw their trash into it, drive in it with cars and tractors or cut down the trees...&lt;/div&gt;
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This is one of my favourite trees in the forest. We call it &quot;flute-tree&quot;. I think you already see why :P&lt;/div&gt;
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I love it when the first flowers draft their heads into the sun.&lt;/div&gt;
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those are some cutted down trees :(&lt;/div&gt;
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It&#39;s like an after and before picture. Compare to the upper one...&lt;/div&gt;
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trash someone left in the forest. We threw it into dustbin.&lt;/div&gt;
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path through jungle&lt;/div&gt;
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Yeah those are the pictures I took. Enjoy nature as long as we have it.&lt;/div&gt;
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--Lilly--&lt;/div&gt;
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