<?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: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-2322781719469451431</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:38:41.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's good?</title><subtitle type='html'>The world from evanJeezy's point of view</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-3897052693461478196</id><published>2009-09-29T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T10:33:32.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reallocation.</title><content type='html'>Thanks for visiting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we have moved to a new location!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Http://evanjeezy.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upgrade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-3897052693461478196?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/3897052693461478196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=3897052693461478196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/3897052693461478196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/3897052693461478196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/09/reallocation.html' title='Reallocation.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-4948042354987456779</id><published>2009-09-08T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:44:20.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooker.</title><content type='html'>Today I ate an omelet, almost broke my laptop, drove Mr. Francis to work, learned that putting purple kool aid in your shampoo is good for your hair, took a mud bath, picked up my kids, and went on wikiHow right before the family came home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd take that over going to class any day. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First the worst,&lt;br /&gt;evanJeezy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-4948042354987456779?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/4948042354987456779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=4948042354987456779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/4948042354987456779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/4948042354987456779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/09/hooker.html' title='Hooker.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-5233658311473362251</id><published>2009-09-08T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T04:06:00.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Superheroes never reveal their weaknesses. Their powers mislead people to think that they're indestructable. Even the hero himself will forget that he can be hurt. But no superhero is complete without a weakness that is eventually exploited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Green Lantern is legit. Definitely in my nominations for my favorite superhero. (Previously was Capt. America, but after further investigation, America blows.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.talkdelaware.com/attachments/f29/2302d1234976682-gls-economic-stimulus-package-greenlantern_johnstewart_cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 388px;" src="http://www.talkdelaware.com/attachments/f29/2302d1234976682-gls-economic-stimulus-package-greenlantern_johnstewart_cartoon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only the black one. Not to be racist or anything, I just think he has more swag and confidence. There are other versions of the Lantern. All the other ones are white with blonde hair, you know the typical American hero. So another reason would be because his dark complexion and black hair go better with the outfit. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buuuuut I have heard that when they bring Green Lantern to the big screen, Ryan Gosselin or Ryan Reynolds is going to play him so I'll let it slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K enough boring you for one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hated and uneducated,&lt;br /&gt;evanJeezy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-5233658311473362251?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/5233658311473362251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=5233658311473362251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/5233658311473362251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/5233658311473362251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/09/yellow.html' title='Yellow.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-1247787683095932206</id><published>2009-09-01T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:57:47.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strong as an Ox.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"No I didn't say that I'm flawless. But I damn sure don't tarnish."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-1247787683095932206?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/1247787683095932206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=1247787683095932206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/1247787683095932206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/1247787683095932206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/09/strong-as-ox.html' title='Strong as an Ox.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-7290694919312563990</id><published>2009-09-01T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T11:45:31.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cobra.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4ncs0BvIRA/SYK06kKuOuI/AAAAAAAAC24/L3ErvEzNOjk/s400/attachment1.php.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4ncs0BvIRA/SYK06kKuOuI/AAAAAAAAC24/L3ErvEzNOjk/s400/attachment1.php.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt you on that one, doc. Story of my life. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-7290694919312563990?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/7290694919312563990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=7290694919312563990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/7290694919312563990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/7290694919312563990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/09/cobra.html' title='Cobra.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4ncs0BvIRA/SYK06kKuOuI/AAAAAAAAC24/L3ErvEzNOjk/s72-c/attachment1.php.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-8321863669488402059</id><published>2009-08-24T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T01:10:42.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooooowee.</title><content type='html'>It's Velvet Hoop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zRNbYL99QsQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zRNbYL99QsQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I've had by far one of the greatest weeks ever. NO lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week of school!, Disneyland, basketball, Dodger game, Justins house, Justins house, Disneyland, Kims, Justins house, Justins hosue, EJs, Time with the family, The Hat, Justins house, Guesstures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow, epic day at Disneyland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might not seem too exciting, but it's the people around me that make it legit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasho though. Lots of progress this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this can keep up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evanJeezy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. no more writing about my life. no one wants to hear that. going back to opinions and criticism.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-8321863669488402059?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/8321863669488402059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=8321863669488402059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/8321863669488402059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/8321863669488402059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/08/ooooowee.html' title='Ooooowee.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-7920974714163358741</id><published>2009-08-15T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T15:01:42.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never.</title><content type='html'>Throwing in the towel&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Summer. I'm done. I'm moving on. I'm starting another chapter in my life. Looks like I'm going to try to make something of myself. I gave it all I had. I will admit I fucked things up and take a generous amount of the blame. We'll see how things are when you're back this time next year. Well hopefully you'll be back next year because even through all that I still love you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for that Autumn,&lt;br /&gt;evanJeezy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: I wrote this previous to watching 500 Days of Summer. I'm stunned by the exactness of my metaphor. I had no idea what the movie was about before I watched it too. Haha irony and coincidences never cease to amuse me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-7920974714163358741?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/7920974714163358741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=7920974714163358741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/7920974714163358741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/7920974714163358741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/08/never.html' title='Never.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-780718015542304510</id><published>2009-08-06T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T01:04:42.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder.</title><content type='html'>As I begin my 2nd year in college, I just want to remind myself why I do it. Sometimes I forget what I live for and what I work to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I do it for my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman who created me. The woman who didn't need to depend on anyone else to raise a boy into a man. This is how I pay her back. By living the life she wants from me. She always asks me, "When I get old and live by myself, will you buy me a nice house?" Of course mom. There's no one else I love more in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I do it for my brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My BEST friends. These guys don't judge me because they know exactly who I am. Although they'd never admit it, they look up to me. I know that I'm the man that they model themselves after. I'm the image of a man they unconsciously store in their heads. I love them so much that I could cry at the thought of losing them. I've gone through so much with them and there's no way I can fail them and let them fall. I set the example because I want to see them happy and succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I do it for my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to prove to him that we never needed him. I'm glad that he made some kind of effort to be there, but it's cool. I surprisingly know my dad pretty well and I just want to burst that gigantic ego of his. And show him that I'm not as dumb as he thinks I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I do it for the girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies don't like losers. They want someone they can show off. Simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I do it for the realness and wackness in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much wackness. Too little realness. I just want to show that there's still genuine authentic, good hearted people left in the world. Think of it like the jedis when the empire took over. I'm Luke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make it a good year folks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work hard. Play harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keepin' it real,&lt;br /&gt;evanJeezy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-780718015542304510?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/780718015542304510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=780718015542304510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/780718015542304510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/780718015542304510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/08/reminder.html' title='Reminder.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-3438557977002413909</id><published>2009-08-01T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T01:08:22.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Kevin,</title><content type='html'>Hey baby bro. Thanks for keeping in touch with me! I like how you've talked to everyone else but me. I've tweeted about you like 50 times. Whatevs. I'm writing this to you because I really feel like there's no one else I can tell this stuff to. I feel like people would just laugh and not take me seriously. It's all good though. I really miss you Kev. You don't even know. You might think i'm weird or whatever for caring so much, but I really love you Kevin. You're my best friend. I don't think anyone knows me better than you. Kev I miss you at home even though we're always in our separate rooms. How you come to my room sometimes to ask me stuff. Or how when you move around when you sleep at night, you hit the wall and I hear it through the wall between our rooms. Man Kev. Just come home soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a big worship tonight after YPR run though and I cried during it. Some of the songs reminded me of winter retreat when you went. Remember saturday worship? The really big and long one where all the lights at the back were off and I was standing at the back of the crowd? Man that moment right there defines my whole time here at UTC. I was all crying super hard by myself just watching you worship. It was that moment right there when I realized how much I love you and how God has blessed me with you. Even as much of a knucklehead you are. And that's why I cried that night. My tearducts like exploded. And then you came over because you saw me crying and hugged me. Then I cried even more. That might even be the happiest moment of my life. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might just be me, but I feel a lot closer to you now. We rarely fight and hang out more. We actually talk and have real conversations. You teach me things and I teach you things. We tell each other personal things now too. Haha Idk. I guess I'm just a little scared that you might not come back. I wonder what if he doesn't come back? And that right there makes me ready to cry. Kev I don't know how I could ever go on if you didn't come back. I really mean that too. No bullshit. So please come back. Pleeeease. You mean so much to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. As much as you or everyone might think I'm gay for writing this, I don't care. We're some of the most legit siblings around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you brother,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-3438557977002413909?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/3438557977002413909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=3438557977002413909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/3438557977002413909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/3438557977002413909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/08/dear-kevin.html' title='Dear Kevin,'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-8152055280776208981</id><published>2009-07-15T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T04:25:11.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Judge Me.</title><content type='html'>I'm going to confess here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as a guy, I'm not even going to lie, sometimes I want the hand holding. I want the chillin' at home watching movies all day. I want the adventurous dates. I want someone to surprise. Having someone to call at any given time. Someone who cares enough to argue with you. The random hugging. Hugs from behind. Hugs from behind under the fireworks. Someone to always rest your head on. The off key serenades in hopes to see a smile. The hand holding in the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in any rush though. It's just when you see people doing all that, it makes you wanna get into one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I got my niggas. Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-8152055280776208981?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/8152055280776208981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=8152055280776208981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/8152055280776208981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/8152055280776208981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-judge-me.html' title='Don&apos;t Judge Me.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-5480277771325155773</id><published>2009-07-03T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:38:25.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pardon</title><content type='html'>Pardon me for that sudden burst of depression from the other night. I did well on my essays though! B+'s. Holler at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, it is Friday night and I am ready to have some fun. 4th of July weekend is going to be pretty legit. Not a big fan of fireworks to be honest. Well I mean when I can see Disneyland fireworks whenever I please, playing with them in the street just doesn't compare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is leaving for the Philippines on Sunday! I'm pretty fckin sad. Like when I think about it, I really wanna cry. No shit. I never thought I'd ever miss my brother so much. LOL I know I sound like a pussy, but I guess I realized my brother is kinda my best friend. (Awwww!) It's just the house is gonna be so boring and quiet without him. And I'll miss him beasting on everyone at the park. 2 MONTHS! That's sooooo long. Jeez. Money says I cry at the airport. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway to lighten the mood, here's some of my infamous youtube favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it from the champs, SAY NO TO DRUGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H008I590stc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H008I590stc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DBmkJIxGy0I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DBmkJIxGy0I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;evanJeezy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-5480277771325155773?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/5480277771325155773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=5480277771325155773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/5480277771325155773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/5480277771325155773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/07/pardon.html' title='Pardon'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-5769838209554039534</id><published>2009-06-29T01:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T02:15:37.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>I'm praying and hoping this will get my mind running. If not, I will have failed philosophy for the 2nd time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I took things more seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's cool how I can laugh at almost anything. And I mean ANYTHING. For example, watch some of the videos I've posted on this blog. No one thinks they're funny but me. And they're not just like chuckle or giggle funny. Those videos are literally ROFL or LMAO funny to me. A more extreme example is when I laugh at people when they're mad. People will be seriously mad at me and I will just laugh at them. I remember once I laughed at my mom when she was yelling at me. Or even I would laugh at my ex-girlfriend when we were in the middle of a heated argument. So fcked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I don't even take my life seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I half ass my job, I don't try in school. It's like I think everything's a joke. Like I have nothing on the line. But fck. Here I am supposed to be writing an essay for a class that I've failed once already. It's 2 in the morning and I haven't wrote a damn word. My class starts at 10. I tell myself I work hard. I feel like I give my all in everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss always talks about results. Doesn't matter how you do it, as long as you get the job done. It makes sense. An A is an A on your transcript whether it was an easy class or an impossible class. A son is a son whether it was a mistake or not. Results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also feel I have no motivation. Nothing pushes me to work to my full potential. Being someone who is pretty much self-made, I NEED motivation. My philosophy professor was once explaining something called deontology. Deontology is the study of duty. Fulfilling your call of duty and what your obligations are. He was saying how people sometimes only do things because it's their obligation or duty. And that's what motivates them. I believe for a long time that's what has been keeping me motivated. My obligation as a leader at church, as the man of the house. It's just not enough anymore. I feel like I could easily put down everything I'm doing now and I'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the part in my blogs where I begin to get bored and want to stop writing. See? Such little will. I'm so lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I think about it, the only time I ever give my 100% anymore is on the basketball court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've noticed I'm a beast on the basketball court. NO I don't put up any more than 3 points in a pick up game. NO I can't knock down an open shot. I am not good at basketball. I don't have the athletic ability. Even though I think do sometimes. LOL But I am an emotional beast. I hate losing. HATE HATE HATE. HATE with a passion. There's nothing I hate more in the world than losing. Especially in basketball. In the midst of a game, I'll hate myself for missing a shot. You can usually find me scream the F word after each of my shot attempts. It's just I give my all on the court. My head is like a sweat fountain dripping everywhere. At my last ABA game I found myself sweating from my wrists. Very random but my wrists? Jeez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could sweat from my wrists when I'm at school or when I go to work. Or even when I'm being a son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone help me find some motivation to push myself to the limit in everything I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-5769838209554039534?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/5769838209554039534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=5769838209554039534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/5769838209554039534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/5769838209554039534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/06/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-5918947950605020709</id><published>2009-05-31T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T10:32:19.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a wrap.</title><content type='html'>I'm not even going to look back on this season because the Cavs did as best as they could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... moving on to the off season...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few scenarios to avoid Lebron joining the Legend without any rings club:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009&lt;br /&gt;If the Cavs sign Ben Gordon, it's a wrap.&lt;br /&gt;If the Cavs sign Rasheed Wallace, it's a wrap.&lt;br /&gt;If the Cavs trade for Shaq, it's a wrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010&lt;br /&gt;If the Cavs sign Joe Johnson or Michael Redd or Manu Ginobili, it's a wrap.&lt;br /&gt;If the Cavs (somehow) sign Bosh or Stoudemire, it's a wrap.&lt;br /&gt;If the Pistons keep Rasheed Wallace and sign Lebron, it's a wrap.&lt;br /&gt;If the Cavs sign Marcus Camby or Yao, it's a wrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's my ideal and ultimate situation where I think the whole league will be fcked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the New York Knicks sign Lebron James AND Amare Stoudemire, it's a wrap for eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine Lebron and Amare together on the same team? Two young powerhouses who can do it all. They both have the size, power, and speed to take over. Lebron can finally have that other superstar to dish to and teams won't be able to double / triple either one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's not even the end of it. These two players under coach Mike D'Antoni and the fast break system. Imagine Lebron taking the ball down the court full speed and having no way to stop him because at the same time you have Amare running at you full speed. I don't even need to explain there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll probably keep David Lee, who is already developing into a young stud down low. KryptoNate Robinson can play the 1 because all he has to do is knock down the 3 which he's shown he can do. All that's left is a 2 guard who can play on the ball defense and knock down the 3 at ease. Ariza? Pietrus? Stephen Jackson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean if the Lakers can fck everyone over and get Gasol for nothing, the Knicks sure can rig the league with Lebron, Amare, and D'Antoni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-5918947950605020709?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/5918947950605020709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=5918947950605020709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/5918947950605020709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/5918947950605020709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-wrap.html' title='It&apos;s a wrap.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-428715637089414116</id><published>2009-05-04T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T01:03:18.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Semifinals</title><content type='html'>If I didn't procrastinate and do this entry earlier today, my predictions really would have as much of a bias as they already do. Because after watching 3 of the 4 game 1's, things are going just as planned. Muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denver (2) vs. Dallas (6)&lt;br /&gt;This is series is the least of my concerns to be honest. Either team that wins here is going to be destroyed in the next round. And both teams really aren't that exciting. (But I do find myself waiting for J.R. Smith and the "Birdman" to surprise me every game) I applaud Dallas for making it this far, but it seems like the end of the road for them. After Denver's incineration of the Hornets, Denver looks like the superior team here, especially with Billups at the controls. With Dirk on the Mavs, Dallas will still give them some sort of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denver in 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleveland (1) vs. Atlanta (4)&lt;br /&gt;Being Lebron's little LA tramp, of course I am excited for this series. It's really because ever since the sweep I haven't really gotten the chance to see him. And I really miss him. But clearly Cleveland wins this series. No bias. Well I feel I have no bias. Come on. They went to 7 games against Dwayne Wade. Not the Miami Heat, but Dwayne Wade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleveland in 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los Angeles (1) vs. Houston (4)&lt;br /&gt;This is where I wish I would've written my prediction before watching the first game. Because prior to tonight, I wanted Lakers in 6. A season sweep of 4-0 has to mean something. Plus Kobe and the gang are just unstoppable in my opinion (2k9 bias). With Bynum back and Brown playing with amazing confidence, Lakers looks like they're taking it. Tonight though, after a game 1 win by the Rockets, it looks like it's going down to the wire. Knowing the Titans of the West, they'll pull through. But I did want to mention, Yao is a beast. Omg. I really like him as a player. Took me long enough huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lakers in 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston (2) vs Orlando (3)&lt;br /&gt;My favorite series of the semis. After that painful loss suffered by the Bulls, my hate for the Celtics has been renewed! Thank God. I was beginning to like seeing them win. But no. I hope Dwight Howard crushes the Boston Celtics. Particularly Paul Pierce, Eddie House, and Glen Davis. Oh how I hate them. They think they're so good. ARGH. But coming back to reality, the Celtics are a sneaky, overcoming bunch so I'm sure they have something in store. Paul Pierce or Ray Allen will have amazing games and barely win at the end of games. That's my prediction. Another great series in the making here. Oh I forgot to add. I originally wanted Boston to go all the way to the Conference Finals so that the Cavs could personally punish them. It's okay though. I'd rather take the hard way out and play the Magic so that if the Cavs win the 'ship, then people can't really say we played all terrible teams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orlando in 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes basketball is more than a game.&lt;br /&gt;Basketball helps me keep a smile on.&lt;br /&gt;Basketball is keeping this spirit alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-428715637089414116?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/428715637089414116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=428715637089414116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/428715637089414116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/428715637089414116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/05/semifinals.html' title='Semifinals'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-1959264038647236745</id><published>2009-05-03T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T01:38:18.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Incomprehendable.</title><content type='html'>Let Go - Ne-yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what on my mind. &lt;br /&gt;I need to go to sleep. Waking up early for church in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day though.&lt;br /&gt;Confirmation, VIP, 2k9, Ravens, BullsCeltics, Pacquiao, Green Porno, Strangers, OfficeSpace.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-1959264038647236745?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/1959264038647236745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=1959264038647236745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/1959264038647236745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/1959264038647236745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/05/incomprehendable.html' title='Incomprehendable.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-3288011649724563098</id><published>2009-04-30T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T00:32:32.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Win.</title><content type='html'>bee 12:22 AM: oh evan!&lt;br /&gt;ree 12:22 AM: thats what she said.&lt;br /&gt;ree 12:22 AM: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t5YHNw6zEfI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t5YHNw6zEfI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NW4xMgV21Sg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NW4xMgV21Sg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-3288011649724563098?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/3288011649724563098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=3288011649724563098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/3288011649724563098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/3288011649724563098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/04/win.html' title='Win.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-6054894407322168618</id><published>2009-04-19T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:41:14.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise to Greatness.</title><content type='html'>After Lebron's disintegration of the Pistons in Game 1, let's stop and think for a bit shall we, Kobe Tip-riders?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebron is amazing. I hope you can all at least admit that. Or that he has some sort of skill and it's not just his 6'9, 260 pound build. Because we all know he has size and he's pretty much the biggest guy on the Cavaliers. And part of the reason he's the biggest is because of the time he's put into the weight room making him probably the strongest guy on the team. Definitely not a Dwight Howard, but still come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he has size and strength. Big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh hello? Tell me who else in the league (or maybe even ever) could play and guard all five positions? Only Magic comes to mind. But still. With that size and strength, he's also freakishly agile. On top of that he can pass and handle the ball as well as any top point guard. And wasn't it only last year that everyone was laughing at his free throws? He raised his FT% by almost 10%. His jump shot got a lot better too right? He made a career high 132 threes this year compared to his 113 last year. He hit his first game winning buzzer beater against the Warriors. He led the Cavs to 39 and 2 at home, and the only reason they didn't tie the record of 40-1 is because Lebron, Williams and Z rested for the last home game. The Cavs went from 4th in the East last season to 1st in the league. But now I'm just bragging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm saying is that Lebron is good. It's only his 6th season. He's 24. He went to the Finals in his fourth season. He's MVP. And still getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine Lebron James with the shooting consistency of maybe, Vince Carter? Not even legendary shooting like Kobe or Jordan. I mean just above average skill. If Lebron had a consistent jumper? Oh man. OR what if Lebron got put on a fast break team? Like with Amare on the Knicks under D'Antoni in 2010? Not even gonna go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here. Say the Lakers and Cavs met in the Finals. And for some reason, God decided to perform a miracle and helped the Cavs win the NBA championship. Do you have any idea what that would mean?! The Lakers have Kobe Bryant AND Pau Gasol. They have a bench deeper than the Caspian Sea. And what coach has the most wins ever? The Lakers are stacked. Got it. But look at the Cavs. Our second best player is Mo freakin' Williams. Our sixth man is Daniel Gibson! And Lebron has more experience with the team than the coach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all that, I'm sure the Kobe Tip-riders will find a way to deny that Lebron is the best player in the league. (One excuse that I can bet on is that the West is a lot tougher than the East and the Lakers were tired.) But then again, this is all hypothetical thinking and the Cavs winning the 'ship against the Lakers even with home court advantage is totally unlikely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a good postseason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-6054894407322168618?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/6054894407322168618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=6054894407322168618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/6054894407322168618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/6054894407322168618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/04/rise-to-greatness.html' title='Rise to Greatness.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-2214077086436480569</id><published>2009-04-08T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T00:22:57.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2-Way Petting Zoo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've decided to get one of these as a pet. This one's face is kinda ugly, so I'll have to find a better looking one. I also want to get one with fur that's a little more golden brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ysbvxjslaghuCnQDthQA6g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SdxQjauNJPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pwY5YJRMXfQ/s288/chowchow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What's a motto?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Nothing. What's a motto with you?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-2214077086436480569?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/2214077086436480569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=2214077086436480569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/2214077086436480569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/2214077086436480569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-way-petting-zoo.html' title='2-Way Petting Zoo.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SdxQjauNJPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pwY5YJRMXfQ/s72-c/chowchow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-6301496059469700390</id><published>2009-04-06T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:50:51.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So many people get caught up in trying to remake their first album. And it's impossible for me to make another College Dropout but I could make the best Graduation and best 808's that I can make. And that's how I think you keep on advancing as an artist. So if you, you know.. hip hop artists have never advanced, their songs you know on their seventh, eighth albums sound exactly like the songs on their first album. More than an artist, I'm a real person. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And real people grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ureaUQk4Bs4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ureaUQk4Bs4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-6301496059469700390?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/6301496059469700390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=6301496059469700390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/6301496059469700390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/6301496059469700390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/04/delta.html' title='Delta.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-5999268171785400816</id><published>2009-03-09T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:12:21.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angela.</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone. This is Angela. She makes me laugh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vceJDzmSPwY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vceJDzmSPwY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After 2:50 you should just skip to 3:50 because it just gets too weird in that area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-5999268171785400816?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/5999268171785400816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=5999268171785400816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/5999268171785400816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/5999268171785400816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/03/angela.html' title='Angela.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-6882186472105209921</id><published>2009-03-01T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:08:25.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man meat.</title><content type='html'>Okay after a couple more days of Lent and my foolish sacrifice, I've done some thinking. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Meats I Will Miss In My Mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Spam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://zoice.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/spam.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://blog.lib.umn.edu/wilsper/informationcentral/spam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Hamburger Patties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e325/PatzVikki/8x8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Carne Asada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b9/kikogl/DSC00764.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Oh and I am currently diggin' these dudes &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Futhamuckas &lt;/span&gt;and their tracks "Back to the Future" and "She Doesn't Give A Care". Get at 'em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-6882186472105209921?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/6882186472105209921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=6882186472105209921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/6882186472105209921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/6882186472105209921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/03/man-meat.html' title='Man meat.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-3721793807289391013</id><published>2009-02-26T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T00:19:58.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional.</title><content type='html'>I've really lost all inspiration for creating posts. Regression before progression? I don't know. A little lost here. Either way I'm currently recovering from a relationship which didn't end ideally. My mind is still calibrating to the reality of not having a girlfriend. Wish it would hurry. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other great news,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Cavs got destroyed tonight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am dying without meat and it's only day 2 of 40.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still sick after 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. FML!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone out there has a heart, (or if anyone even reads this) take me to Disneyland!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.igougo.com/images/p169019-California-Califonia_Adventure.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Disneyland oxygen, Disneyland concrete, Disneyland laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The intangibles of Disneyland could even cure cancer. Trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-3721793807289391013?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/3721793807289391013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=3721793807289391013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/3721793807289391013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/3721793807289391013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/02/emotional.html' title='Emotional.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-7310412615167633315</id><published>2009-02-22T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T13:07:02.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bromosexual.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;Been laggin on the posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;But here's a great way to get it back up! (That's what she said,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mvI16AXk0TA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mvI16AXk0TA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oe2qxQ75OPM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oe2qxQ75OPM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Happy Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-7310412615167633315?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/7310412615167633315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=7310412615167633315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/7310412615167633315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/7310412615167633315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/02/bromosexual.html' title='Bromosexual.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-7453810978211550151</id><published>2009-02-10T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:36:26.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hindrance.</title><content type='html'>Okay so the Cavaliers lost tonight to the Indiana Pacers. I'm still not over the defeat from Sunday and now this. Geez. I'll admit I'm pretty upset about that Laker-Cav game still. Only because I live in the midst of narrow-minded, ignorant Kobe Bryant dick riders. Pardon the language. And I don't mean every Laker fan I know. Just a lot of people who clearly won't give credit to anyone but the Lakers. People think I don't like Kobe and the Lakers or I think of them inferior to the Cavaliers. That is just not it. I just get offended when they put down the Cavs when I never say a thing about the Lakers. Let's get some things straight.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kobe and Lebron&lt;/span&gt;, in my opinion, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are equal players of equal skill&lt;/span&gt;. They excel more in some areas and aren't as good as the other in other areas. (i.e. rebounding and 3pt shooting) There are definitely times when I believe one is better than the other, but for the most part they're the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cavaliers are definitely not as good as the Lakers &lt;/span&gt;as of this season. It's like saying Mo Williams and Pau Gasol are on the same level. Gasol is clearly the player of superior skill here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that's out of the way, read this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://myespn.go.com/blogs/truehoop/0-38-148/On-Loving-Layups--Which-is-Not-Hating-Kobe-Bryant.html"&gt;Layups &amp;amp; Dunks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me explain myself. I like LeBron a lot because he's not Kobe. He gives Kobe a run for his money. Dominance does not come to Lebron as easy as Kobe. You see Lebron work. You see Kobe tip toe down the court, stand behind the 3point line, and throw it up. Clearly that's amazing. But it's like Batman and Superman. (As much as I hate the two.) Same ol' Superman saving the day. We want a new hero. Superman will always be good, but Batman is another guy that can do the job just as well in his own way. There you have it. It just bugs me when people attempt to make me feel dumb for liking Lebron and the Cavs. I've been dealing with it for 4 or 5 years now and it still agitates me when ignorant people try to make me feel inferior for supporting something other than the Lakers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for this season, it's a wrap. Trade JJ Hickson and Wallyworld for Stoudemire. Done deal. HAHA in my dreams. Maybe VC? Maybe Camby? We'll see. As long as we beat Boston, I'll be okay. Championship seems like a long shot after Sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-7453810978211550151?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/7453810978211550151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=7453810978211550151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/7453810978211550151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/7453810978211550151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/02/hindrance.html' title='Hindrance.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-4417743811962320233</id><published>2009-02-10T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T01:22:30.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deathly unmotivated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;How old will you be in 3 birth​ days?​​ &lt;br /&gt;21! vegas. thats whats up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a valen​ tine for valen​ tine'​​ s day? &lt;br /&gt;NOPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last perso​ n you hugge​ d? &lt;br /&gt;Um... Kathleen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing​ at midni​ ght last night​ ? &lt;br /&gt;sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could​ be anywh​ere,​​ where​ would​ it be?&lt;br /&gt;i know where it wouldnt be. reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear any jewel​ ry that'​​ s valua​ ble to you? &lt;br /&gt;just a hair tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you think​ ing about​ right​ now? &lt;br /&gt;this is ridiculous. im doing a survey at 1 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing​ an hour ago?&lt;br /&gt;my last blog post. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where​ were you thurs​ day night​ ? &lt;br /&gt;work, core meeting and TGIFridays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is somet​hing you reall​y want right​ now, be hones​t?​​ &lt;br /&gt;Someone to be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the weath​ er like today​ ? &lt;br /&gt;Retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last talk to on the phone​ for over 20 minut​ es? &lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where​ will you be in an hour?​​ &lt;br /&gt;On my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever turn your cell phone​ off?&lt;br /&gt;once in awhile when i think it's trippin out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you were in a car with someo​ ne besid​ es famil​ y? &lt;br /&gt;a couple hours ago. paolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you go out with anyon​ e this past Valen​ tines​ day?&lt;br /&gt;last valentines day? yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there​ someo​ ne that you belie​ ve you will alway​ s be attra​ cted to?&lt;br /&gt;Most def.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been calle​ d a bitch​ ? &lt;br /&gt;Yes. Usually by paul or gary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyon​ e ever told you they wante​ d to spend​ the rest of their​ life with you?&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyon​ e you would​ like to get thing​ s strai​ ght with?​​ &lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the first​ thing​ you thoug​ ht this morni​ ng? &lt;br /&gt;i dont get why cerritos has school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think​ you' re wasti​ ng your time on the perso​ n you like?​​ &lt;br /&gt;If i currently liked someone, I probably would be wasting my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeli​ ng? &lt;br /&gt;freeezing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish someo​ ne would​ call or text you right​ now? &lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name somet​ hing you are doing​ tonig​ ht? &lt;br /&gt;sleeping. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How late did you stay up last night​ and why?&lt;br /&gt;11:​30. i had debut practice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What'​​ s somet​ hing that can alway​ s make you feel bette​ r? &lt;br /&gt;basketball, the guys, church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What'​​ s somet​ hing you' re excit​ ed about​ right​ now?&lt;br /&gt;sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last perso​ n you talke​ d to last night​ befor​ e bed?&lt;br /&gt;boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like hugs?​​ &lt;br /&gt;yes. some people should learn how to give elite hugs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last three​ texts​ in your phone​ are from:​​ &lt;br /&gt;leann, tim, best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many peopl​ e have you falle​ n for?&lt;br /&gt;several&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you belie​ ve ex's can be frien​ ds? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;with precise time and space, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witho​ ut namin​ g any names​ , say somet​ hing to someb​ ody: &lt;br /&gt;i wish you could be here for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a reaso​ n to smile​ right​ now?&lt;br /&gt;as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Would​ you ever get a tatto​ o? &lt;br /&gt;only of a triforce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do you mind sleep​ ing on the floor​ ? &lt;br /&gt;comfort is a state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hones​ tly, do you hate the last guy you were talki​ ng to in perso​ n? &lt;br /&gt;my brother? sure. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do you crack​ your knuck​ les? &lt;br /&gt;all the time. bad habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do you think​ you will be marri​ ed in 10 years​ ? &lt;br /&gt;i hope 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever made someo​ ne so mad that they broke​ somet​ hing?​​ &lt;br /&gt;a door handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Spell​ your name witho​ ut an E:&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you are home alone​ do you still​ close​ the door when you showe​ r? &lt;br /&gt;yeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What was the last thing​ you drank​ ? &lt;br /&gt;minute maid tropical punch in the gallon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do you have any pierc​ ings?​​ &lt;br /&gt;just my heart. lol jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What plans​ do you have for tomor​ row? &lt;br /&gt;school? maybe. lol work. confirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In the last 24 hours​ have you done anyth​ ing you regre​ t? &lt;br /&gt;leaving class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do you hate anyon​ e? &lt;br /&gt;nahh. i try to not dislike people either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What was the last thing​ you ate?&lt;br /&gt;pancit palabok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Has a frien​ dship​ ended​ recen​ tly that you wish had not?&lt;br /&gt;possibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Can you watch​ scary​ movie​ s? &lt;br /&gt;not without having a heart attack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Has anyon​ e ever spell​ ed your name wrong​ ? &lt;br /&gt;ivan, even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When was the last time you felt extre​ mely guilt​ y? &lt;br /&gt;i left kevin at home when i was supposed to give him a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kisse​ d someo​ ne under​ mistl​ etoe?​​ &lt;br /&gt;no. lol i dont even know what it looks like still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever gone past peopl​ e makin​ g out while​ in publi​ c? &lt;br /&gt;omg i hate pda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do you fall in love easy?​​ &lt;br /&gt;never. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ready​ for kids?​​ &lt;br /&gt;wish i was. gotta get that paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What'​​ s one thing​ you do when you' re mad?&lt;br /&gt;basketball, drive, bump music, sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How many kids do you want?​​ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;2. sports star and miss independent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How' s your mood?​​ &lt;br /&gt;content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hones​ tly, has anyon​ e seen you in your under​ wear in the past 3 month​ s? &lt;br /&gt;sure. a couple people now that i think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How do you feel about​ your hair right​ now? &lt;br /&gt;6 , taper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Be hones​ t, do you like peopl​ e in gener​ al? &lt;br /&gt;love em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What are you liste​ ning to right​ now?&lt;br /&gt;88 - cool kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How many 20 dolla​ r bills​ do you have on you now?&lt;br /&gt;none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you good at persu​ ading​ ? &lt;br /&gt;i wish. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could​ make your lips bigge​ r, would​ you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;lol i think theyre ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyon​ e that drink​ s? &lt;br /&gt;plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Does anybo​ dy hate you?&lt;br /&gt;i hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Who' s the last perso​ n you shot a dirty​ look at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;i dont really give dirty looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it easy to make you cry? &lt;br /&gt;veryyyy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What made your day?&lt;br /&gt;planing next monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever had a best frien​ d who was of the oppos​ ite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;donna the G is the greatest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find it hard to trust​ other​ s? &lt;br /&gt;yes somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like using​ big words​ ? &lt;br /&gt;Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you care too much/​​ not at all/ just enoug​ h? &lt;br /&gt;too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had depre​ ssion​ ? &lt;br /&gt;im feeling a sliver of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love someo​ ne? &lt;br /&gt;of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I told you that you were prett​ y? &lt;br /&gt;id just laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get jealo​ us easil​ y? &lt;br /&gt;jealous? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about​ mad?&lt;br /&gt;any form of competition. yes. girls. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt worth​ less?​​ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;right now would be a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what'​​ s on your mind?​​ &lt;br /&gt;finishing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you take compl​ iment​ s well?​​ &lt;br /&gt;not really. lol how do u take a compliment well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing​ you cried​ about​ ? &lt;br /&gt;..... next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fast does your mood chang​ e? &lt;br /&gt;depends on what changes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever found​ out the perso​ n you care most about​ doesn​ ' t care about​ you?&lt;br /&gt;i hope that doesnt happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Has anyon​ e said they love you in the last week?​​ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;yeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Was this surve​ y long?​​ &lt;br /&gt;too long. lol and whats with the spaces in the questions? goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-4417743811962320233?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/4417743811962320233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=4417743811962320233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/4417743811962320233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/4417743811962320233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/02/deathly-unmotivated.html' title='Deathly unmotivated.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-2458137114663933427</id><published>2009-02-10T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T00:48:13.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lists.</title><content type='html'>Ne-yo is legit. Top 10 favorite Ne-yo songs of all time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Because Of You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Sexy Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.When you're mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Go On Girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Make It Work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Single&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Back Like That (Remix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since I'm doing lists, the NBA All-Star Weekend is just next weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my personal starting 5 for the East and the West. This is purely based on my favoritism of the players. Not purely based on skill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;West&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PG: Chris Paul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SG: Kobe Bryant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SF: Rudy Gay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PF: Dirk Nowitzki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: Amare Stoudemire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;East&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PG: Dwayne Wade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SG:  Joe Johnson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SF: Lebron James&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PF: Josh Smith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: Dwight Howard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my starting 5...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PG: Chris Paul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SG: Kobe Bryant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SF: Lebron James&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PF: Amare Stoudemire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: Dwight Howard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-2458137114663933427?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/2458137114663933427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=2458137114663933427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/2458137114663933427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/2458137114663933427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/02/ne-yo.html' title='Lists.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-1842651049598302104</id><published>2009-02-06T13:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:20:57.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FML.</title><content type='html'>Today, Lamar Odom had 28 points and 17 rebounds and led the Lakers to a win. Lebron only shot 5 for 20. I'm a Cavalier fan. FML.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, someone told me they love me. I said just leave me alone. FML&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I thought about how it's president's day tomorrow and there's no school in session. Except at mine. FML. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fmylife.com"&gt;FML.&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/2322781719469451431-1842651049598302104?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/1842651049598302104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=1842651049598302104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/1842651049598302104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/1842651049598302104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunday.html' title='FML.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-7431514650111082292</id><published>2009-02-05T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T00:01:49.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roger Klutz.</title><content type='html'>Once there was a pride of lions who lived in the plains of Nebraska. The head of the pride was Aslan. He was a mighty and strong lion who defeated all who challenged his throne. As Aslan began to grow old and weary, he knew his time was ending. Aslan had a son. His name was Roger. Roger was a very young lion cub who was unlike all other lions. All the other lions loved to eat buffalo and zebras, but Roger loved to eat cauliflower. He wouldn't eat anything but that vegetable. Aslan was hesitant to crown his son king, but he wouldn't want some other lion or rotweiler claiming his title. So then it was that Roger became king of the plains of Nebraska. He was young so he didn't know where to start. He began by making all the other lions develop an irrigation system so that they could begin planting cauliflower. They dug ditches and flattened the land. The other lions didn't understand as they continued to hunt to get their food. Within the pride there was a lioness named Gabriella Montez. She was the most beautiful lion of them all. She really couldn't stand making this irrigation system so she decided to talk to Roger. Roger being the noob that he is, got really nervous when Gabriella Montez came up to him. Gabriella Montez complained about working super hard and how he should just learn to eat meat. Roger resisted though and said that they would continue to plant cauliflower. After the cauliflower blossomed and grew, the lions brought the harvest to Roger. Roger told everyone to try the cauliflower. Everyone was amazed at how delicious this new food was. Gabriella Montez then came up to the throne and told Roger just to try a buffalo wing. He was also amazed by this new atomic flavor. From then on all the lions ate cauliflower and buffalo wings. The lions lived happily ever after in Nebraska. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-7431514650111082292?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/7431514650111082292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=7431514650111082292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/7431514650111082292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/7431514650111082292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/02/roger-klutz.html' title='Roger Klutz.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-3208219502587772776</id><published>2009-02-02T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:55:30.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat.</title><content type='html'>This is a little inappropriate, but I thought it was super funny.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/zy8to3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-3208219502587772776?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/3208219502587772776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=3208219502587772776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/3208219502587772776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/3208219502587772776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/02/wat.html' title='Wat.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/zy8to3_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-8579082425290862726</id><published>2009-02-02T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:29:38.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gwapes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;This duck walks into a convenience store and asks the clerk, "Got any gwapes?" The clerk says no, and the duck leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.iofferphoto.com/img/item/285/610/87/Ducktales.bmp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, the duck returns and asks, "Got any gwapes?" The clerk again says no, and the duck leaves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EQXPQvxgn9A/SLNHHp9fhzI/AAAAAAAADWk/4YUEVbdKRQ8/s320/DarkWingDuckHighwaveRobbery1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day after that, the duck walks in the store again and asks "Got any gwapes?" The clerk screams at the duck, "You've come in here the past two days and asked if we had any grapes. I told you no every time that we don't have any grapes! I swear if you come back in here again, and ask for grapes, I'll nail your webbed feet to the floor!!" The duck left, and returned the next day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.firebox.com/pic/p1539ex10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time he asked, "Got any nails?" The clerk replied, "No," and the duck said, "Good! Got any gwapes?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-8579082425290862726?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/8579082425290862726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=8579082425290862726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/8579082425290862726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/8579082425290862726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/02/gwapes.html' title='Gwapes.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EQXPQvxgn9A/SLNHHp9fhzI/AAAAAAAADWk/4YUEVbdKRQ8/s72-c/DarkWingDuckHighwaveRobbery1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-1253449822310242520</id><published>2009-02-01T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T02:56:09.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realize.</title><content type='html'>Tennis is kinda hard. Refer to Australian Open. I definitely underestimated that sport. I'm not saying that I'd play it now. Come on, it's still tennis. Tennis rhymes with Dennis. And Dennis is a menace. So tennis is a menace to society. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://comics.dp.cx/2009.01.09/Dennis%20the%20Menace-2009.01.09.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Great news. For the Boston Celtics. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Los Angeles Lakers are f#%ked! &lt;/span&gt;Bynum was doing amazing and it seemed like another ring was right there. Feeling any deja vu Mr. Bryant? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hoopsfantasy.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/andrew-bynum-injury-lakers_nc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(2007)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can't wait for those MRI results. If Bynum is out for the season, you guys are done. Sorry. There's just no way the Lakers could handle teams such as Orlando, Boston, and San Antonio. Even Phoenix. No lost post defense is all there is to it. Howard, KG, and Duncan will terrorize Gasol in the playoffs without Bynum. Not saying they won't do well without him, because as long as the Black Mamba is there, there's always a challenge for the opposition. Lakers will be okay without Bynum. It will definitely be a lot harder without him though. Especially with the improvement of other teams. Just my personal opinion. But also being a Cavalier fan, you'll be fine against us in the Finals. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Goodnight world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-evanJeezy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-1253449822310242520?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/1253449822310242520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=1253449822310242520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/1253449822310242520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/1253449822310242520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/02/realize.html' title='Realize.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322781719469451431.post-4521188913222711807</id><published>2009-01-31T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T04:10:43.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intro.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;What's good world? This is evanjeezy's blog. I'm sure no one will read too much of this, but here's a little background info on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Species: evanJeezy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Height: 5'7 and praying for an increase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Weight: approx 160 lbs. and declining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Origin: Of Filipino decent, born and raised in Bellflower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;3 words to describe myself: hardworking, alpha-male, jackhammer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Personal quote: There is no charge for awesomeness. Or attractiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I'm not advertising myself here ladies. Or even guys I guess? But this blog is meant for me to discuss my personal views on certain matters and not to rant about my boring life. This blog is my f#@ked up mind put into words. Therefore, my main topics will go along the lines of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;1. Basketball / sports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;2. Video games, comics, cartoons, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;3. Societal issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;And from time to time other nonrelated things. Also I guess I'll be sucked into telling you about my daily life here and there so I'll warn you now. I promise I'll get better at blogging though. I'm even thinking about just doing a video blog. We'll see how things turn out. Okay time to sleep. Gotta wake up in a couple hours. Goodnight world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;-evanJeezy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2322781719469451431-4521188913222711807?l=evanjeezy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/feeds/4521188913222711807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2322781719469451431&amp;postID=4521188913222711807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/4521188913222711807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2322781719469451431/posts/default/4521188913222711807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanjeezy.blogspot.com/2009/01/intro.html' title='Intro.'/><author><name>evanJeezy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538467417348699218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rwAaSZfL36g/SLIkcc0w4UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SHAXNjNQZWE/S220/IMG_7805.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
