tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75121028531234322512012-02-16T23:31:09.217-05:00theories, imaginations, dreams, ideas, reality !Austin Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14451857579269744925noreply@blogger.comBlogger131100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7512102853123432251.post-37564701047175396592009-02-17T20:25:00.004-05:002009-02-17T21:05:14.251-05:00copyright October 28,2004<br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">This is a little story of two adolescents...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">They started off on the wrong foot</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">some lies were told to conform and some were just for revenge, but they both knew something was there; well maybe only one of them</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">The feelings she had were present every time they talked on the phone, he told her to get over it but she found it difficult</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">They argued but the argument meant less than zero; each belonging to a difffernt person one still grew more attached</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Confused she was, she got a little mad but never agreed to hate him</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Every night losing sleep and into the morning they talked</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Advice was given, it hurt but she needed it, it was useful...she got cussed at; and cried</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Wasting his time and hers she felt sorry, but he didnt take any part in believing her and she felt sincere...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Maybe something in the future was out of the question</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">He suggested that they never talk again, that was also out of the question...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Her ears heard a disgusting group of words; they soon blew fire...feeling the heat through the phone he felt shamed</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">She liked this guy alot, she risked giving up someone very important to her</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Just for him she did a lot of things, didnt know the reason but felt they had to be done!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Emotions ran wild as each night progressed</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">She heard another nasty phrase...qoute, unqoute - I have a lot of stress</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">She didnt want it to turn out so negative, but later felt it just had to happen that way</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Now holding on to the past the future is not so clear...but they both let it go in a quick snap</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">The day is done , the sun has set</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Moral: Nobody likes a liar...when u lie, expect it back</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Its that little word called <em>karma</em>, some say its a pain but yet some see it as a wake up call</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Golden Rule: Do unto others, as you want them to do unto you...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">The End</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">** I wrote this when i was 15, nvr kno what u'll find or what memories will creep back up when u go searching thru the past...**</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7512102853123432251-3756470104717539659?l=austinmarie-bella.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Austin Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14451857579269744925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7512102853123432251.post-64767014588853120322009-01-23T03:18:00.006-05:002009-01-23T03:30:06.471-05:00<span style="font-family:courier new;">hap⋅py  (adjective)</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />1. delighted, pleased, or glad, as over a particular thing: to be happy to see a person. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />2. characterized by or indicative of pleasure, contentment, or joy: a happy mood; a happy frame of mind.<br /><br />3. favored by fortune; fortunate or lucky: a happy, fruitful land.<br /><br />REMIX:<br /><br />hap⋅py (feeling)<br /><br />1. delighted to see his face, glad he's in my life, yea he's that person.<br /><br />2. ha...pleasure ;), content in his presence, joy when he makes me smile, mind knows no other feeling when with him.<br /><br />3. how lucky i am, for once, to have such a REAL man in my life.<br /><br />C.P.D.<br /></span><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7512102853123432251-6476701458885312032?l=austinmarie-bella.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Austin Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14451857579269744925noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7512102853123432251.post-27967832581289659532009-01-23T02:14:00.008-05:002009-01-23T02:41:04.077-05:00<span style="font-family:courier new;">shake and bake</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">make me sound like a man</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">damn near perfect</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">say somethin... "somethin"</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">you remind of mom dukez</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">i dont care let the whole world kno</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">"either she the one or im caught in the matrix"</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br />... <span style="font-family:courier new;">yea its cuz i got an iPhone and u dont"</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Raf Simons...u aint up on em </span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">put us together how they gone stop both us</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">met mom and bff's in the same day</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">when u want a relationship to work u do things to make it work</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">jay z and kicks...o its a wrap !!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">January 10, 2009</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">snow fight in the middle of the street</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">computer chair</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">u got us right..??</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">o what a drag ...dude </span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">boyfriend and girlfriend but not really</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">janitorial engineer</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">"i think i might wife her ya kno powder blue Roca Wear suit whit Nike her...my 'saggin' like her..."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">9:12 !!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">love</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7512102853123432251-2796783258128965953?l=austinmarie-bella.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Austin Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14451857579269744925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7512102853123432251.post-81406431918006267742009-01-15T23:46:00.011-05:002009-01-23T03:17:40.054-05:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78YGyWZK_wI/SXl8-z10D5I/AAAAAAAAAGM/atqg0sEo7Jw/s1600-h/bff+jill.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294400255460380562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78YGyWZK_wI/SXl8-z10D5I/AAAAAAAAAGM/atqg0sEo7Jw/s400/bff+jill.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">never have i known a friend to complete, compliment, and comfort me such as this...</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">where did she come from...??</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">it was akward yet refreshing to meet someone who acts, talks, walks, and dresses like me...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">could this be real... ??</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">ive had those such "friends" who claimed to be there 'til the end' but where are they ..?? ha !! good question...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">ive shed tears and told secrets and not one judgemental comment proceeded out of her mouth...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">dare i call her my bff...??</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">a yr into this new friendship...seems like ive known her for forever...not one fight...not one argument..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">is she genuine..??</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">im very picky when it comes to friends...and i kno she is too...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">now i kno she isnt forced to be my friend but she made the decision...and it feels really good to kno her !!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">how long will it last..??</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">shes crazy !! but its cool !! </span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">i actually have no problem with it..cuz she brings out the crazy in me that ive bottled up for so long...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">dare i call her my bff...??</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">will i k.i.t. (keep in touch)...?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">should i continue to be her friend...yea, good idea...ive been blesed with someone who can be loyal and trustworthy...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">real...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">yea, good desription...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">i think im gonna k.i.t. with her...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Katherine I. Thrasher !!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7512102853123432251-8140643191800626774?l=austinmarie-bella.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Austin Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14451857579269744925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7512102853123432251.post-26412453165542911022008-11-25T14:01:00.001-05:002008-11-25T14:02:48.756-05:00<span style="font-family:courier new;">i kno this is random...but theres a really creepy guy sittin next to me in the computer lab !!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">help meeee !! </span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">hahaha</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7512102853123432251-2641245316554291102?l=austinmarie-bella.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Austin Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14451857579269744925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7512102853123432251.post-8545634741705727952008-11-13T14:18:00.003-05:002008-11-13T14:23:42.916-05:00<span style="font-family:courier new;">on a brighter note...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;">my president is black !!!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">im sooo estatic about this pivotal moment in history..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">but most importantly im excited that my grandparents are still here to witness this...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">past all the excitement, he still needs to take care of business..like every other president should...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">but it just feels good to see that the first family of the United States is BLACK !!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7512102853123432251-854563474170572795?l=austinmarie-bella.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Austin Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14451857579269744925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7512102853123432251.post-65133233559348760532008-11-13T14:06:00.005-05:002008-11-13T14:24:01.638-05:00<span style="font-family:Courier New;">ive been so stressed within the past month and a half...so therefore i have not been bloggin like i'd like to...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">November 1 started it all...i wasnt aware that i was goin through so much until i hit rock bottom...and i hit it hard...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">i turned evil(oddly enough)and it wasnt pretty ..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">i didnt even take care of myself like i usually do...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">eventhough i cant quite reveal what happened...im recovering and i think thats all that matters...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">i feel alot better and things are starting to turn around...i think i can see the light at the end of the tunnel...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">ive been distant but not anymore...watch out !!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7512102853123432251-6513323355934876053?l=austinmarie-bella.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Austin Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14451857579269744925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7512102853123432251.post-84326035763601574482008-10-15T21:07:00.003-04:002008-10-15T21:19:37.404-04:00<span style="font-family:courier new;">i kno its been a while but i figured this was a great opportunity to wrte a blog !!</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Its my birthday !! yah me !! im so greatful to God for lettin me make it to the sweet age of 20 !!</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">i have matured greatly over the past year..and plan to continue to mature as long as i live !!</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">since the past year ive lost and gained friends, and gotten closer with my walk with God and my life has taken a huge step to the next level..i love where i am in life right now...couldnt be happier...</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">well i could... !! but right now im satisfied !!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7512102853123432251-8432603576360157448?l=austinmarie-bella.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Austin Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14451857579269744925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7512102853123432251.post-65473014437104153722008-09-11T19:45:00.005-04:002008-09-12T23:32:07.144-04:00<span style="font-family:courier new;">remembering those who:<br /><br />worked in the Twin Towers, The Pentagon, and the two planes, those who saved lives, lost lives, and those who lost loved ones...<br /><br />my greatest sympathy and thank you's go out to everyone who was involved in the 9/11 attacks...<br /><br /></span><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">*The initial numbers are indelible: 8:46 a.m. and 9:02 a.m. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">*Time the burning towers stood: 56 minutes and 102 minutes. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">*Time they took to fall: 12 seconds. From there, they ripple out.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">*Total number killed in attacks (official figure as of 9/5/02): 2,819</span></div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">*source: </span><a href="http://nymag.com/news/articles/wtc/1year/numbers.htm"><span style="font-family:courier new;">http://nymag.com/news/articles/wtc/1year/numbers.htm</span></a></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7512102853123432251-6547301443710415372?l=austinmarie-bella.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Austin Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14451857579269744925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7512102853123432251.post-73383434837206361372008-09-11T19:26:00.004-04:002008-09-11T21:58:11.411-04:00<span style="font-family:courier new;">so theres a new kid in my life...<br /><br />now i kno i have to take care of this kid but theres alot of responsibility that comes along with it..<br /><br />now ive dealt with different types of kids before...<br /><br />but this kid...this one is very different...its kinda scary actually...<br /><br />i met this kid ; ironically at church...and as soon as i saw this kid i automatically knu that they would be a handful..<br /><br />but i was wrong...this kid is taking care of me..!<br /><br />i dont have to worry about this child maturing.. they're already mature<br /><br />they already have themselves established..<br /><br />and my patience has not run out yet..<br /><br />im not positively sure that i wanna keep this child in my life or give them up like ive done to the ones in the past..<br /><br />the ones in the past needed me to wait on them hand and foot and that really got annoying..<br /><br />i kno kids need love and care but i think i actually gave too much and they took it for granted..<br /><br />but this kid is special...<br /><br />they always make sure to tell me... " theres no room for doubt"<br /><br />this kid is only __ yrs old !</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7512102853123432251-7338343483720636137?l=austinmarie-bella.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Austin Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14451857579269744925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7512102853123432251.post-22574446284403745982008-08-29T13:38:00.002-04:002008-08-29T14:04:42.251-04:00<span style="font-family:courier new;">why cant things stay constant...are u afraid of what might come in the future or scared of the commitment...whats the deal..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">when someone finds something and considers it valuable, why not cherish it and care for it...forever...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">are there some rules that im not aware of, is that the new trend...to appreciate, love, and care for something in a certain amount of time...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">scared of change..??</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">i cherish what is given to me, i consider them gifts... i wouldnt just throw a brand new gift in the trash after the second day...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">but i guess this has nothing to do with respect and loyalty does it..?? maybe one doesnt kno how to handle "long-term"</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">i guess im the only one who knows how to adapt to change..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">why cant u be unconditionally steady..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">forever...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7512102853123432251-2257444628440374598?l=austinmarie-bella.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Austin Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14451857579269744925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7512102853123432251.post-49962419552682709362008-08-25T01:17:00.000-04:002008-08-25T01:32:48.658-04:00<span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">are u threatened by my kindness...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">u must not understand...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">without givin any explination the last words are "good night"...?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">is this a game..are we children noooo sir ! not i !!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">simply stated ...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">i cant talk to u anymore...; silence</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">why ? because... well, i dont kno...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">contradicting urself is not wise...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">ha ! total happiness on the other side...join me..?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">i cant talk to u anymore...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">leave me alone...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">chapter is complete !</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7512102853123432251-4996241955268270936?l=austinmarie-bella.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Austin Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14451857579269744925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7512102853123432251.post-64295083246084287662008-08-22T20:09:00.000-04:002008-08-22T20:25:19.822-04:00<span style="font-family:courier new;">hello, </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">this is my first blog EVER so i'm kind of new to this....</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">ive always loved to share my ideas, thoughts, etc. but usually i'm never really heard.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">i personally think that this is going to be an easy and fun way to express my opinions.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">my blogs may not always make sense nor will they be grammatically correct, but they will be straight out of my head or my heart, so here i am...enjoy !!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7512102853123432251-6429508324608428766?l=austinmarie-bella.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Austin Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14451857579269744925noreply@blogger.com0