<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns: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" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4655707372503033321</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 24 Oct 2024 23:38:30 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Matters of the Heart</category><title>Concierge of Life</title><description>Everything has been figured out, except how to live. &#xa;-Jean Paul Sartre</description><link>http://conciergeoflife.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (spillinghersecrets)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><blogger:adultContent>true</blogger:adultContent><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4655707372503033321.post-318810692997154431</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 16:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-01T00:30:03.160+08:00</atom:updated><title>Slightly Confused</title><description>&lt;h1 class=&quot;subject&quot;&gt;Slighty Confused!?&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;I went on a date with this guy from my band class. A week later he asked me to homecoming ball. At homecoming ball at the end of the last song&amp;gt;&amp;gt;he spun me out and then spun me into his arms&amp;lt;&amp;lt;. At 3 marching band competitions he &quot;suspiciously&quot; ended sitting right behind me on the bus all 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;
My friends say that whenever I am not around and I am the subject in conversation he blushes and his face turns red and he smiles. &lt;br /&gt;
He isnt usually shy.&lt;br /&gt;
He also talks to my friends alot; he teases them; but he doesnt tease me.&lt;br /&gt;
Whenever I have my camera out(on the way to a band competition on the bus)he takes it and will just take picutres of me.&lt;br /&gt;
I can sense that he likes me. I&#39;m guessing I&#39;m right. &lt;br /&gt;
What do you guys think I should do?&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m not sure what to do next?&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes we talk, but we are like really shy when we are in group of friends but when we are on a date we aren&#39;t nervous to talk at all. what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;
do you think he likes me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hi Ms. confused,&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe He does. His actions show he does but you don&#39;t have to do anything. Take one step at a time.</description><link>http://conciergeoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/slightly-confused.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spillinghersecrets)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4655707372503033321.post-7990205051516965429</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 16:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-01T00:25:23.197+08:00</atom:updated><title>Bipolar Medication</title><description>&lt;h1 class=&quot;subject&quot;&gt;Bipolar medication (Lamictal) isn&#39;t working for me?&lt;/h1&gt;I&#39;ve tried Lithium, it made me feel spacey and emotionally limited. Plus drinking all that water to make up for the salt got to me. So I switched to Lamictal, which has been working ok for me, I assume. However, my life hasn&#39;t been going too great and I&#39;m having a much harder time fixing it than I usually do. I know it&#39;s under my control, but I can&#39;t help but wonder if the Lamictal is playing a part in the direction my life is going. I don&#39;t know if I&#39;m different than I used to be since I started taking it, I can&#39;t remember. I think I feel slightly dumber and more detached than I used to, but I don&#39;t know for sure.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hi joe,&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m not a psychiatrist. These are matters that you should discuss with your psychiatrist. Please do not self-medicate. I&#39;m not familiar with Lamictal. Lithium is the only mood stabilizer I know.</description><link>http://conciergeoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/bipolar-medication.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spillinghersecrets)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4655707372503033321.post-4449480712751841858</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 16:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-01T00:20:09.854+08:00</atom:updated><title>Emergency</title><description>&lt;h1 class=&quot;subject&quot;&gt;Urgnt plz help it&#39;s an emergency?&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;me n my grlfrnd were making out seminaked..... nd both our crotches were in contact but we were still in our underwears. so is it possible by any means that the preseminal fluids that were present on our underwears could enter her vagina and make her pregnant ????? plz find sum time and answer my query thank u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;additional-details&quot;&gt;Additional Details&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;additional-details&quot;&gt;but this happnd 2day n i&#39;ve just read sumwhr on d net dat it&#39;s possible for d preseminal fluid to impregnate her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;additional-date&quot;&gt;&lt;abbr title=&quot;2008-10-10 08:30:34&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;additional-date&quot;&gt;&lt;abbr title=&quot;2008-10-10 08:30:34&quot;&gt;Mr. Aalok, I&#39;m not a physician but based on my readings, there needs to be a penetration to impregnate someone. uhm, sperms can&#39;t live that long so stop worrying. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://conciergeoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/emergency.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spillinghersecrets)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4655707372503033321.post-8617687222941032173</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 15:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-16T23:10:50.227+08:00</atom:updated><title>Matters of the Heart Case 0001</title><description>&lt;h1 class=&quot;subject&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;She is the world to me, I dont want to move on unless I know for sure she doesnt have any feelings at all.??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div&gt;                   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;content&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;what should i think?&lt;br /&gt;
this is what a girl I like emailed me, its obvious that she doesnt want to be more than friends, my question is, is it because she doesnt like me like that,? because she sure used to act like she liked me, and then she backed off, as if she was scared, but i think if she didnt feel anything at all , she would not have put the part about, ruining a frienship in there, please help??&lt;br /&gt;
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hey,&lt;br /&gt;
well first of all, I don&#39;t hate you. second, I haven&#39;t been avoiding you either becuase its not been just swimming that I&#39;ve been busy with its been life.I also haven&#39;t been beating around the bush because you never asked me if I did or not. But I haven&#39;t ever thought of being more than friends with you because we&#39;ve always been good friends and I think thats how things should stay.I just don&#39;t want to ruin a friendship.hope you&#39;ve had a good day, and i will talk to you later&lt;br /&gt;
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i mean shes only 13 and im 15..so i think shes scared..because, she wouldnt have acted like she did, if she didnt like me &lt;br /&gt;
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i mean if she didnt like me at all, she wouldnt have led me on, plus her and her mom are REALLY close, and her mom said she is just really really scared, should i move on forever, or just for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;content&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;content&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;-icare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;content&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;content&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Hi icare,.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;content&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;content&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Slow down. As the saying goes, do not hurry love. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://conciergeoflife.blogspot.com/2009/12/matters-of-heart-case-0001.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spillinghersecrets)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4655707372503033321.post-7992294522316364032</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Dec 2009 17:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-14T01:31:28.950+08:00</atom:updated><title>Welcome to my site!</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Finally, my site is ready. A few more tweaks to clear the clutter. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Anyway, this site would be different from my other blogs (multiply, tumblr, twitter, fb and friendster) I&#39;m not going to discuss personal stuff here. This site is for you. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why did I create this site?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Like a &lt;a href=&quot;http://pixiesplace.com/trainride/&quot;&gt;train ride&lt;/a&gt;, life sometimes may be crowded but at certain stations, people would start alighting and you&#39;ll be left alone to continue your journey. You can&#39;t blame anyone about it. That&#39;s just the way it is. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;In my personal trip, I&#39;ve realized that my best travel companions other than my family and friends are my blogs. They have been the best avenues to vent my spleen. Unlike my human travel companions, they are not going anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Visitors, feel free to confide with me here by writing your story on the sidebar. I&#39;d be your travel companion to listen to your story without prejudice. Mine and my friends&#39; services are for free. Other than getting my doses, you&#39;ll get to hear my friends&#39; antidotes too. They are counseling and facilitating gurus. I&#39;ll be posting their profiles in the future.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://conciergeoflife.blogspot.com/2009/12/welcome-to-my-site.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spillinghersecrets)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4655707372503033321.post-4869505716568782708</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 14:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-12T22:30:34.071+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Matters of the Heart</category><title>Unrequited Love</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://mp3review.name/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/the%20Holiday.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://mp3review.name/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/the%20Holiday.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;“I’ve found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said “Journeys end in lovers meeting.” What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said “love is blind”. Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there’s another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I have willingly loved that man for over three miserable years! The absolute worst years of my life! The worst Christmas’, the worst Birthday’s, New Years Eve’s brought in by tears and valium. These years that I have been in love have been the darkest days of my life. All because I’ve been cursed by being in love with a man who does not and will not love me back. Oh god, just the sight of him! Heart pounding! Throat thickening! Absolutely can’t swallow! All the usual symptoms.”- Iris, &lt;b&gt;The Holiday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://conciergeoflife.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-found-almost-everything-ever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spillinghersecrets)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>