<?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-21827915</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:26:52.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Bills</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21827915.post-114401263060105199</id><published>2006-04-02T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T14:17:10.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Medicating Young</title><content type='html'>Drugs have become increasing popular for treating kids with mood and behavoir problems.  I think that they shouldn't be giving children drugs like that because I think that they are at a young age and it is easier for them to get addicted to that drug.  When they get older they would depend on that drug.  When I was younger, the doctor told my mother that they wanted to put me on Ritalin, but she wouldn't let them.  If I was a parent I wouldn't let them put my child on Ritalin either.  They give medication to children who are depressed.  If I would have told my mom that I was depressed when I was younger she would have said you are too young to be depressed.  I was just think children are too young to get depressed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-114401263060105199?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/114401263060105199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=114401263060105199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114401263060105199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114401263060105199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/2006/04/medicating-young.html' title='Medicating Young'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21827915.post-114401120339024603</id><published>2006-04-02T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T13:53:23.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>which one is true?</title><content type='html'>Bring happy is better than being wise, but you can't be happy without being wise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-114401120339024603?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/114401120339024603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=114401120339024603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114401120339024603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114401120339024603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/2006/04/which-one-is-true.html' title='which one is true?'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21827915.post-114401105207926332</id><published>2006-04-02T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T13:50:52.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth</title><content type='html'>only the turtle knows the weight of it's shell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-114401105207926332?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/114401105207926332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=114401105207926332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114401105207926332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114401105207926332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/2006/04/truth.html' title='Truth'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21827915.post-114401074229665999</id><published>2006-04-02T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T13:45:42.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is The Drug War Over?</title><content type='html'>I really don't have mush to say, but there are many things that I could say about this topic.  Is  the drug war over? NO.  I think as long as people are alive, there will always be a war over drugs even though the proportion of drug offenders are declining.  People will do almost anything to get their hands on drugs.  I think that the crime rate will rise if the drug war was over, because all the people that are creving for the drug that they want and they don't get it they will go crazy until they will get that drug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-114401074229665999?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/114401074229665999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=114401074229665999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114401074229665999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114401074229665999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/2006/04/is-drug-war-over.html' title='Is The Drug War Over?'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21827915.post-114365567216408410</id><published>2006-03-29T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T10:07:52.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Uncle Guillermo Speaks at His Own Funeral</title><content type='html'>If this is the last sound I may make&lt;br /&gt;I must say something that is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LaVida, my wife, I hated&lt;br /&gt;that cock you kept&lt;br /&gt;chained to the stove.&lt;br /&gt;During the yellowed morings&lt;br /&gt;he crowed out his madness&lt;br /&gt;as if he's forgotten&lt;br /&gt;who lived there,&lt;br /&gt;so you'd sing compensatory&lt;br /&gt;songs when the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;of arroz y habichuelas&lt;br /&gt;and the anger of my desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you fell in love&lt;br /&gt;with my brother Miguel,&lt;br /&gt;I covered my ears as you told me.&lt;br /&gt;My arms grew weak&lt;br /&gt;and thin as a boy's.&lt;br /&gt;You were certain to carry&lt;br /&gt;something out from my world&lt;br /&gt;since I could not even&lt;br /&gt;stir the air with my meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, loved you like the windows&lt;br /&gt;which watched you&lt;br /&gt;and I loved you when&lt;br /&gt;your crotch was a furnace&lt;br /&gt;and I love you now&lt;br /&gt;though you're ugly&lt;br /&gt;with crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yvonne Sapia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like this poem because the author explained love in a different level.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-114365567216408410?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/114365567216408410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=114365567216408410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114365567216408410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114365567216408410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-uncle-guillermo-speaks-at-his-own.html' title='My Uncle Guillermo Speaks at His Own Funeral'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21827915.post-114365461370054879</id><published>2006-03-29T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T09:50:13.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Craving</title><content type='html'>A controversial new drug that seems to stop addiction cold is ( 18-MC).  I think that if the drug stops addiction cold that they should start to give this to people.  Why can't they come up with enough money to study this? I thnk because they don't want to stop people's addiction.  I think this is a start of stopping the war on drugs.  If you stop the addicts, the supp;ier doesn't have nobody to supply to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-114365461370054879?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/114365461370054879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=114365461370054879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114365461370054879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114365461370054879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/2006/03/end-of-craving.html' title='End of Craving'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21827915.post-114365421271072717</id><published>2006-03-29T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T09:43:32.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction</title><content type='html'>The more people quit addiction than maintain them and they do so on their own.  I would have thought that more people keep their addition than quit it.  People mostly succeed when they recognize that addition interferes with something they value, or when they develop the confidence that they can change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-114365421271072717?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/114365421271072717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=114365421271072717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114365421271072717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114365421271072717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/2006/03/addiction.html' title='Addiction'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21827915.post-114365387787182764</id><published>2006-03-29T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T09:37:57.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Alcoholic</title><content type='html'>In the futuer if they wanted to find the futuer alcoholic, they will have to start to give test to the childern of the age of ten years old.  Truthfully, if I had a child that was the age of 10 I wouldn't let them give them the test.  Children do not forget anything and they would remember that theyhad to get a test because their father or mother is an alcoholic.  When they will go to school the child would probably tell their friends about what happpen and the other kids might start to talk about them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-114365387787182764?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/114365387787182764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=114365387787182764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114365387787182764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114365387787182764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/2006/03/future-alcoholic.html' title='Future Alcoholic'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21827915.post-114365322302112109</id><published>2006-03-29T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T09:27:03.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alcohol  Tolerance</title><content type='html'>When they put the worms on an alcohol soaked surface allowing the alcohol to absorb into the worms system ordinary worms became markedly sluggish and uncoordinated.  But the mutant ones wre just as normal.  The mutant worm was without the slo-1 gene.  The slo-1 gene that it was just in that person or if they are mutant or not.  I would have never thought that it was a gene.  I think before they say anything that they should try it on humans because worms are total different from us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-114365322302112109?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/114365322302112109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=114365322302112109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114365322302112109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114365322302112109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/2006/03/alcohol-tolerance.html' title='Alcohol  Tolerance'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21827915.post-114348162668348192</id><published>2006-03-27T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T09:47:06.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>underage smoking</title><content type='html'>It is good the the teen smoking rates have fallen, but I think it isn't good.  I think that they should try to stop all the underage from smoking and then we can say that we have good news.  It is probably impossible to stop all the underage smokers to stop smoking, I just think that it there is no good news unless they stop them all.  One of the main reasons that they I say that is , it is possible is because some parents smoke cigarettes with their underage teens, and I think that is starts with the parent.  If the mother or father doesn't care that they smoke do you think they would care what anyone else would think.  There are many reasons why underage teens smoke cigarettes, high stress, frequent boredom, and too much spending money which also contribute to the teen's use of alcohol and illedal drugs.  When I was a teen the last thing that cameto my mind was cigarettes.The state efforts have been good, but to me not good enough.  I think that they should give stiffer punishment to people who sell cigarettes to underage smokers, not just to the provider.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-114348162668348192?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/114348162668348192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=114348162668348192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114348162668348192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114348162668348192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/2006/03/underage-smoking.html' title='underage smoking'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21827915.post-114244546018305456</id><published>2006-03-15T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T09:57:40.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn!</title><content type='html'>Hmm, everything looked different.&lt;br /&gt;Is it my sight?&lt;br /&gt;Is alright.&lt;br /&gt;Think!&lt;br /&gt;Brain boiling in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Think&lt;br /&gt;Eyes bigger.  Looking&lt;br /&gt;for the changes.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, what the F**k.&lt;br /&gt;What I'm I looking for&lt;br /&gt;Grab mine 9.&lt;br /&gt;Ke, a sound from upstair.&lt;br /&gt;Quit.&lt;br /&gt;follow the sound,&lt;br /&gt;save already open.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, rush and follow&lt;br /&gt;the sound.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly wind blowing,&lt;br /&gt;following the wind&lt;br /&gt;windows opened&lt;br /&gt;I have robbed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-114244546018305456?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/114244546018305456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=114244546018305456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114244546018305456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114244546018305456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/2006/03/damn.html' title='Damn!'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21827915.post-114244467611968466</id><published>2006-03-15T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T09:44:36.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lonely</title><content type='html'>cold lake fill with ice.&lt;br /&gt;surrounding by iced mountain.&lt;br /&gt;single tree in he middle of the lake.&lt;br /&gt;single and lonely.&lt;br /&gt;cold but no where to go.&lt;br /&gt;leaves all frozen.&lt;br /&gt;roots fill with ice.&lt;br /&gt;stem skinning and ice&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to see the sun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-114244467611968466?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/114244467611968466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=114244467611968466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114244467611968466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114244467611968466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/2006/03/lonely.html' title='lonely'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21827915.post-114201238880345493</id><published>2006-03-10T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T09:39:48.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>words</title><content type='html'>young beauties&lt;br /&gt;si at my feet&lt;br /&gt;myfeet hurts&lt;br /&gt;yes sir&lt;br /&gt;no spur&lt;br /&gt;no fucking spur&lt;br /&gt;Nope, just a saddle and rope&lt;br /&gt;oh the hores she was riding&lt;br /&gt;she felt like she was gliding&lt;br /&gt;and the she fell&lt;br /&gt;dried up damaged&lt;br /&gt;like friut from a dehydrator&lt;br /&gt;it is so dull and dry&lt;br /&gt;needing something to spice it up&lt;br /&gt;so i grabbed the salt&lt;br /&gt;and sprinkled it on my potatoes&lt;br /&gt;food is good&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry for pake&lt;br /&gt;or some chicken wings&lt;br /&gt;that are swimming gallons of hot water&lt;br /&gt;whic i bath in it for days&lt;br /&gt;night were night and days were also night&lt;br /&gt;it was a cold night&lt;br /&gt;john coudn't go on his killing spree tonight&lt;br /&gt;he was too busy thinking about his cheating wife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-114201238880345493?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/114201238880345493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=114201238880345493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-114201177781758898?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/114201177781758898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=114201177781758898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114201177781758898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/114201177781758898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/2006/03/mens-world_10.html' title='Men&apos;s World'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21827915.post-114201140764612575</id><published>2006-03-10T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T09:23:27.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>carefull</title><content type='html'>if a blind man says "he gonna hit you with and stone"&lt;br /&gt;he is stepping on one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-114201140764612575?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/114201140764612575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=114201140764612575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;bye&lt;/em&gt;, the white handkerchief&lt;br /&gt;stuck in my throat. You know the way Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rips open his shirt&lt;br /&gt;to show us his heart, all flaming and thorny,&lt;br /&gt;the way he points to it. I'm afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way I miss you will be this obvious. I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend who everyone warns me&lt;br /&gt;is dangerous, he hides&lt;br /&gt;bloody images of Jesus around my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me to find when I come home-Jesus&lt;br /&gt;behind the cupboard door, Jesus tucked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into the mirror. He wants to save me&lt;br /&gt;but we disagree from what. My versionof hell&lt;br /&gt;is someone ripping open his&lt;br /&gt;shirt&amp;amp;saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;look what I did for you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Nick Flynn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like this poem, the way it is explained, and the symbols that are presented. Also the way Jesus is explain in the poem. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-113959994611727305?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/113959994611727305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=113959994611727305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/113959994611727305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/113959994611727305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/2006/02/emptying-town_10.html' title='Emptying Town'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21827915.post-113959865090610956</id><published>2006-02-10T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T11:10:50.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEX</title><content type='html'>Individuals  like to talk about sex, and many people like to have sex, but do they know some of the risks of having sex.  Sex comes with a lot of responsibles, and a lot of pain.  What is sex?, and how old do you have to be before you have sex?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-113959865090610956?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/113959865090610956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=113959865090610956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/113959865090610956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/113959865090610956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/2006/02/sex.html' title='SEX'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21827915.post-113882535821579280</id><published>2006-02-01T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T12:22:38.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>check 1, 2</title><content type='html'>its good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21827915-113882535821579280?l=osei100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/feeds/113882535821579280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21827915&amp;postID=113882535821579280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/113882535821579280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21827915/posts/default/113882535821579280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osei100.blogspot.com/2006/02/check-1-2.html' title='check 1, 2'/><author><name>Eric Osei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285885444980838388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
