<?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:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 11:59:51 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Dont Waste Your Breath</title><description>Owww look at me, I'm making people Happy! I'm the magical man, from Happy Land, who lives in a gumdrop house on Lolly Pop Lane!!!!... 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Although I am being investegated.. Yes ... Investegated!  I'm have no idea what it could be for but I am shitting myself wondering!  I thought about just quitting my job.. Alot has changed since I started.. But I should just bite the bullet and face the heat.. My meeting is on the 23rd.. Hopefully I still have a job.. If not..Oh well.. I will have to just find another one.. I was trying to think why I could be in trouble.. It may be because of my driving.. Training students.. I may have gotten a complaint.. We will see..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-523995892487320704?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/04/got-raise-at-work-yay.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-8174483990213093591</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 02:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-20T22:16:07.991-04:00</atom:updated><title>Couldn't have been more dead on!</title><description>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;What Amber-Lee Harper Means&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy. You are spirited and boisterous.&lt;br /&gt;You are bold and daring. You are willing to do some pretty outrageous things.&lt;br /&gt;Your high energy sometimes gets you in trouble. You can have a pretty bad temper at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.&lt;br /&gt;Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are influential and persuasive. You tend to have a lot of power over people.&lt;br /&gt;Generally, you use your powers for good. You excel at solving other people's problems.&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, you do get a little selfish and persuade people to do things that are only in your interest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-8174483990213093591?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/04/couldnt-have-been-more-dead-on.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-1559096823889866743</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Mar 2008 13:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-23T09:24:25.352-04:00</atom:updated><title>Funny .. Who would have thought that a child could say it better then any of us??</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;What Love means to a 4-8 year old . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, 'What does love mean?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca- age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.&lt;br /&gt;You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karl - age 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissy - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terri - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more.&lt;br /&gt;My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikka - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noelle - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'My mommy loves me more than anybody&lt;br /&gt;You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine-age 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Ann - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.' (what an image)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nothing, I just helped him cry'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-1559096823889866743?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/03/funny-who-would-have-thought-that-child.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-89391941838970552</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Mar 2008 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-23T09:02:20.731-04:00</atom:updated><title>Pretty Much True....</title><description>VIRGO - The Perfectionist (Aug 23 - Sept 22)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Dominant In relationships. Conservative. Always wants the last word. Argumentative. Worries. Very smart. Dislikes noise and chaos. Eager. Hardworking. Loyal. Beautiful. Easy to talk to. Hard to please. Harsh. Practical and very fussy. Often shy. Pessimistic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-89391941838970552?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/03/pretty-much-true.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-4643943985971677810</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Mar 2008 13:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-21T09:57:26.314-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>This pretty much sums up the previous 6 years of my life...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-OiV_5kEt6A&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-OiV_5kEt6A&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the only woman who could have made this songs as beautiful as it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JqJSYjRERE8&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JqJSYjRERE8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-4643943985971677810?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-pretty-much-sums-up-previous-6.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-5532542563692121105</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2008 13:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-17T10:03:09.653-04:00</atom:updated><title>Ellen Part One</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yf1cBha_Czo&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yf1cBha_Czo&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-5532542563692121105?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/03/ellen-part-one.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-6369162696829425571</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2008 06:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-16T02:19:47.787-04:00</atom:updated><title>Heyyyya</title><description>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lT_rCOqxARA/R9y787YlDqI/AAAAAAAAADo/d-EN3Wr3RDA/s1600-h/prince_purple_rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lT_rCOqxARA/R9y787YlDqI/AAAAAAAAADo/d-EN3Wr3RDA/s400/prince_purple_rain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178220326976556706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was lazing around the other day..I'm on midnights soooo not much to do and they are depressing!!  And what do I happen to come by on TV...&lt;br /&gt;Non other then the Prince him self hahahah I loved this movie growing up..&lt;br /&gt;"Purple Rain"  So ofcoarse I watch it.. Rehashing old memories..&lt;br /&gt;Then walking around all day singing &lt;br /&gt;"I only want to see you laughing in the purple rain!!..Purple rain..purple rain!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha I've fucking loved this movie since I was probably 5 ... WATCH IT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-6369162696829425571?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/03/heyyyya.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lT_rCOqxARA/R9y787YlDqI/AAAAAAAAADo/d-EN3Wr3RDA/s72-c/prince_purple_rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-3068984076580267279</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 06:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-27T01:09:16.867-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;object width="424" height="337"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.megarotic.com/v/61F4PKEI297a49e389ebdd8bc08307c701676b0c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.megarotic.com/v/61F4PKEI297a49e389ebdd8bc08307c701676b0c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="424" height="337"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago I was trying to download porn off of Limewire.. I came acrossed this porn clip of a really pretty girl being fucked by 3 nasty..Desperate guys.. But the clip was only 3 minutes long.. I loved this porn clip.. And I came acrossed it again but only this time I found the whole clip!!   Soooo If your feeling dirty.. And wanna rub one out.. Watch this porn clip.. Ijust did baaaahahahahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-3068984076580267279?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/02/few-years-ago-i-was-trying-to-download.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-314845315314035725</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 03:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-24T22:26:13.356-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>I purchased a new TV the other day... I'm so excited cause I've had the same TV for 9 and a half years.. haha Anywho.. It's a 46 inch LCD HD TV.. I can't wait to hook that bitch up and watch a movie on it .. Football season is going to be sweet this year!  &lt;br /&gt;I was driving home from Sarnia the other night when I was pulled over by the big POs.. Cocksuckers gave me a ticket for speeding.. It was a bitch cause I had just finished shopping my ass off.. Now I have to pay a fine on Monday.. FUCK!  Usually the shopping comes after the shitty day... If something bad happens.. Or if I've just had an all together shit day.. Nothing makes me happier then going out and purchasing something perdy... And as far as im concerned.. It's worth it..&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit this took me for ever to write hahaha I am trying to learn to write with out looking at the key board.. And i have to say it doesn't come naturally!! &lt;br /&gt;But i did it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-314845315314035725?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-purchased-new-tv-other-day.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-327627514524629482</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Feb 2008 04:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-09T23:29:52.192-05:00</atom:updated><title>Juno clip...</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gPEAd5Uw-nk&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gPEAd5Uw-nk&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-327627514524629482?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/02/juno-clip.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-7147003471057527394</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2008 10:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-08T05:32:06.122-05:00</atom:updated><title>Rocket Man &gt; Elton John</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AJU8etlWn3k&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AJU8etlWn3k&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She packed my bags last night pre-flight&lt;br /&gt;Zero hour nine a.m.&lt;br /&gt;And I’m gonna be high as a kite by then&lt;br /&gt;I miss the earth so much I miss my wife&lt;br /&gt;It’s lonely out in space&lt;br /&gt;On such a timeless flight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think it’s gonna be a long long time&lt;br /&gt;Till touch down brings me round again to find&lt;br /&gt;I’m not the man they think I am at home&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no no I’m a rocket man&lt;br /&gt;Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mars ain’t the kind of place to raise your kids&lt;br /&gt;In fact it’s cold as hell&lt;br /&gt;And there’s no one there to raise them if you did&lt;br /&gt;And all this science I don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;It’s just my job five days a week&lt;br /&gt;A rocket man, a rocket man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think it’s gonna be a long long time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-7147003471057527394?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/02/rocket-man-elton-john.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-7594558895820468652</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jan 2008 03:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-23T22:53:52.779-05:00</atom:updated><title>If This Doesn't Get You In The Mood..I  Don't Know What Will</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GSW9kWIRCOQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GSW9kWIRCOQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fascinating.. I find it so peculiar how different all Species are when it comes to mating.. Not in a million years would I have guess this one..&lt;br /&gt;I think this also confirms..Slugs are gay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-7594558895820468652?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-this-doesnt-get-you-in-moodi-dont.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-235201391225892592</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 01:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-21T21:11:38.048-05:00</atom:updated><title>Let's play a game..</title><description>Step 1: Put your media player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: Post the first line from the first 50 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: Bold out the songs when someone guesses both artist and track correctly.&lt;br /&gt;Step 4: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING!&lt;br /&gt;Step 5: If you like the game post your own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This is the first day of my last day's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.We chase misprinted lies, We face the path of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. So make sure you love like you've never been hurt&lt;br /&gt;and when you dance, dance like there's no one watching you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i wait all night for you,&lt;br /&gt;the priceless coat you wear.&lt;br /&gt;fox or chinchilla, beaver, it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;to me it's hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I know this comes as no surprise &lt;br /&gt;but the wool's been pulled over our eyes for years&lt;br /&gt;And all the while we sit with our legs crossed &lt;br /&gt;as some poor bastard finds he's lost ten years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Summertime and the livin's easy&lt;br /&gt;Bradley's on the microphone with Ras-MG&lt;br /&gt;All the people in the dance will agree that&lt;br /&gt;we're well qualified to&lt;br /&gt;represent&lt;br /&gt;the LBC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Kiss me on the forehead, angel, before I go to sleep. I can't remember if it's Thursday or December. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I am seeing tunnel vision in a world that's dark and cold&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe how much I've changed since the days of old &lt;br /&gt;I know it's temporary but I need to focus straight &lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe I lost control of my fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Liberate... my madness!&lt;br /&gt;(One of me, all of you)&lt;br /&gt;Liberate... my madness!&lt;br /&gt;I just want to...&lt;br /&gt;Liberate... my madness!&lt;br /&gt;(One of me, all of you)&lt;br /&gt;Liberate... my madness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Oh, a storm is threatning&lt;br /&gt;My very life today&lt;br /&gt;If I dont get some shelter&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Im gonna fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. This Town has it's claws&lt;br /&gt;Buried in my neck &lt;br /&gt;This town- it takes lives&lt;br /&gt;Without Mercy&lt;br /&gt;Without Haste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. It took so long to remember just what happened.&lt;br /&gt;I was so young and vestal then,&lt;br /&gt;you know it hurt me,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm breathing so I guess I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;even if signs seem to tell me otherwise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Don't live with shame, 'cause feelings change but fame remains&lt;br /&gt;The reason why your gonna wanna take me home tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I've got a candle,&lt;br /&gt;And I've got a spoon&lt;br /&gt;I live in a hallway &lt;br /&gt;With no doors and no rooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Side stepped land mines and working class attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Something in the way she moves,&lt;br /&gt;Attracts me like no other lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Reverend, reverend, Is this a conspiracy? Crucified for no sins, No revenge... beneath me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I picked you out of a crowd and talked to you&lt;br /&gt;I said I liked your shoes&lt;br /&gt;You said, "Thanks, can I follow you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;When my brain's tickin' like a bomb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,&lt;br /&gt;blue skies from pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Conversion, software version 7.0 &lt;br /&gt;looking at life through the eyes of a tired hub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Its still getting worse after everything I tried.&lt;br /&gt;What if I found a way to wash it all aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I got up feeling so down,I got off being sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I watched you change&lt;br /&gt;Into a fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Walkin' in the park just the other day, baby, &lt;br /&gt;What do you, what do you think I saw? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Everytime that I look in the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;All these lines on my face gettin clearer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Talk to me softly&lt;br /&gt;There's something in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't hang your head in sorrow&lt;br /&gt;And please dont cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. I've seen you hanging round&lt;br /&gt;This darkness where I'm bound&lt;br /&gt;And this black hole I've dug for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Company Always on the run&lt;br /&gt;Destiny is the rising sun&lt;br /&gt;Oh I was born 6-gun in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Behind a gun I'll make my final stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. All our times have come&lt;br /&gt;Here but now they're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. It's in my head. I'm full of doubt.&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in myself I'm singled OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Oh, make me over&lt;br /&gt;Im all I want to be&lt;br /&gt;A walking study&lt;br /&gt;In demonology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Nothing breeds more contempt for this world than memories now formed every moment a new seed is grown to no reason the Trouble unfolds for the trials of today Im no jury really dont care how you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Someone told me long ago theres a calm before the storm, I know; its been comin for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. My shadow's...Shedding skin and, I've been picking Scabs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep, this air is blessed, you share with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. I've been caught stealing; once when I was 5... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. I feel a little bit left of center but then again we've all been there before&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see a lost cause coming it's nothing less, nothing more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. A man sits at his deskOne year from retirement, And he's up for review&lt;br /&gt;Not quite sure what to do each passing year the workload grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. There she stood in the street, smilin' from her head to her feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Well billy rapped all night about his suicide. How he kick it in the head when he was twenty-five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. threw you the obvious and you flew with it on your back a name in your &lt;br /&gt;recollection down among a million same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Ill never be your beast of burden. My back is broad but its a hurting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Fuck youuuuuuu! I can't say what I want to, even if I'm not serious.&lt;br /&gt;I can't say what I want to, even if I'm not serious.&lt;br /&gt;Things like....Fuck yourself, fuck Yourself,&lt;br /&gt;you piece of shit, why don't you just go, kill yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. This world rejects me. This world threw me away. This world never gave me a chance. This world gonna have to pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Oh, well imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor, &lt;br /&gt;and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. I see you had your mind all made up you group of&lt;br /&gt;Pitiful liars. before I woke to face the day, your master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Seemed to stop my breath. My head on your chest,Waiting to cave in&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. You couldn’t be, you couldn’t be me even if you wanted to, everything I’ve been through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-235201391225892592?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/01/lets-play-game.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>17</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-3312601845650994670</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 01:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-20T21:11:27.538-05:00</atom:updated><title>Adam Sandler aka Man of my dreams</title><description>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lT_rCOqxARA/R5P-7N-6eNI/AAAAAAAAADU/-XUC8jeQ3AU/s1600-h/adam-sandler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lT_rCOqxARA/R5P-7N-6eNI/AAAAAAAAADU/-XUC8jeQ3AU/s320/adam-sandler.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157746291588626642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in love with Adam since The Wedding Singer. He has many qualities I find irresistible. I love his sick sense of humour. I think he is brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;In the summer "i think" he starred in a movie with Don Cheadle "who I also enjoy" called Reign Over Me. "A man who lost his family in the 9-11 attack on New York City runs into his old college roommate. Rekindling the friendship is the one thing that appears able to help the man recover from his grief.  Very well written and directed movie!" (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0490204/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how Adam can go from being "Laugh out loud, fall to the floor" Hillarious..&lt;br /&gt;To being "Heart pounding, trears pouring" serious  in his films..&lt;br /&gt;I also enjoyed Spanglish.." A woman and her daughter emigrate from Mexico for a better life in America, where they start working for a family where the patriarch is a newly celebrated chef with an insecure wife" (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0371246/)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-3312601845650994670?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/01/adam-sandler-aka-man-of-my-dreams.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lT_rCOqxARA/R5P-7N-6eNI/AAAAAAAAADU/-XUC8jeQ3AU/s72-c/adam-sandler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-2598981282014795417</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 23:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-20T18:46:20.750-05:00</atom:updated><title>What you talk'in bout Willis?</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7E4kyCiVF-0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7E4kyCiVF-0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love children with personality! &lt;br /&gt;I see so many kids these day's who spend most of their time crying a whining.. &lt;br /&gt;I was over at a friends house today.  By the time I left I was ready to pull my fucking hair out.  All that kid does is whine and cry.  She's 4 years old.  And really it's not her fault she's that way.  If she was raised to respect her mother and do as she's told she wouldn't be such a brat.  Drives me nuts!&lt;br /&gt;I just want to put that kid in her place.. But her mother doesn't find it to be a problem.. I just can't see how she doesn't.. Her mother is her slave.. She doesw everything her daughter TELLS* her to do..I find it to be sickening..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-2598981282014795417?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-you-talkin-bout-willis.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-8864530061699555453</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 05:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-18T01:00:22.162-05:00</atom:updated><title>Female Freedom &gt;&gt; The Pee Mate  aka Women's best friend...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lT_rCOqxARA/R5A-kd-6eMI/AAAAAAAAADM/_NrxsPp5FS8/s1600-h/package.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lT_rCOqxARA/R5A-kd-6eMI/AAAAAAAAADM/_NrxsPp5FS8/s320/package.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156690369583937730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot tell you how many night's I have pee'd on the side of a car/road/house/in parking lot ect.. After the bar.. Or how many times while ditch beer'in I had to pee in the corn field/beach/bush.. I would have killed to have a miracle product such as this!!! &lt;br /&gt;To Order please refer to &lt;a href="http://www.femalefreedom.ca//"&gt;P-Mate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-8864530061699555453?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/01/female-freedom-pee-mate-aka-womens-best.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lT_rCOqxARA/R5A-kd-6eMI/AAAAAAAAADM/_NrxsPp5FS8/s72-c/package.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-539914044396843531</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 05:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-18T00:45:32.096-05:00</atom:updated><title>Creedence Clearwater Revival&gt;&gt; Bad Moon</title><description>This music makes me want to go camping for some reason?? hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Get drunk and be loud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/obcTb6GTRy0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/obcTb6GTRy0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Company&gt;&gt; Bad Company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to smoke a joint and maybe do some acid and hang out downtown or something hahhahahaha jk I love this music it fecking rocks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t0ryRksbQvU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t0ryRksbQvU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-539914044396843531?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/01/creedence-clearwater-revival-bad-moon.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-523708168764574916</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 05:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-18T00:47:06.600-05:00</atom:updated><title>Gave Up&gt;&gt; Nine Inch Nails</title><description>This is me feeling 15 again.. When I listen to Trent Reznor, who by the way I did my grade 10 ISU on and is an absolute genius!  Anywho.. When I listen to this music it gives me an energy I thought I had lost when I "grew up"  Just makes me feel young again.. Powerful even...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this video..BRUTAL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KgipBYvrRpU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KgipBYvrRpU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-523708168764574916?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/01/gave-up-nine-inch-nails.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-6697998146894958710</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 05:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-18T00:48:40.408-05:00</atom:updated><title>Ben Harper&gt;&gt; In Your Eyes</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDPwtRY-G_Q&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDPwtRY-G_Q&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few different sides.. This is the side of me driving (with my windows up) singing loud. Day dreaming of that perfect moment.  We all have our own idea of that moment is.  Mine varies by my mood.  As a child I listened to this song.. Done by Peter gabriel.  Such a beautiful song... I close my eyes and picture myself in a state of pure love.. Being persude by the perfect man .. And then I open my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;And I have run two stop signs and a red light.. So I try not to listen to this music too often&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-6697998146894958710?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/01/ben-harper-in-your-eyes.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908065.post-7930200660606466182</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2008 21:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-16T17:05:04.938-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>I've been browsing Blogger lately.  Trying to reach out and find some humans still bloging around here.. Someone interesting.. You know when I first started writing.. I met so many wonderfull people here.. I guess I have become much less interesting now a day's.. Now that I am not in college..And I don't party 3 day's a week.. I work my 9-5 and I am boring.. I barely even write my own words here anymore.. If i post it's usually a song or a skit I find funny.. But anywho..All these smart and funny people come and go from Blogger.. It leaves me with this empty feeling inside..&lt;br /&gt;I have taken breaks..But I always love to come back and see what's up.. &lt;br /&gt;And now we have advertisements and spam everywhere you look on this site.. I don't even really know how to search for cool blogs.. It's too bad.. I need some motivation... Whatever?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908065-7930200660606466182?l=dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dontwasteyourbreath.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-been-browsing-blogger-lately.html</link><author>amberlynne1@hotmail.com (Terrible lie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>