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<title>DANCE TO L.A COMPETiiTiiON</title>
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&#x3C;p style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(204, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;Hey, hey, hey!!!!!&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(204, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;The Dance to L.A competition has just
started!!!! Please take a look at this video and vote for it on the
website: www.nikewomen.com&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(204, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;The name of this dancer is MADE4THAT!!!!!! Vote for her please and give her the chance to head to L.A &#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(204, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(204, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E; &#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(204, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;object width=&#x22;400&#x22; height=&#x22;325&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;param name=&#x22;movie&#x22; value=&#x22;http://www.youtube.com/v/6q1gI410ID0&#x22; /&#x3E;&#x3C;embed src=&#x22;http://www.youtube.com/v/6q1gI410ID0&#x22; type=&#x22;application/x-shockwave-flash&#x22; width=&#x22;400&#x22; height=&#x22;250&#x22; /&#x3E;&#x3C;/object&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(204, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;ALL UR VOTES WiiLL BE APPRECiiATED AiiTE MUCH LUViiN!!!&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;a href=&#x22;http://photobucket.com&#x22; target=&#x22;_blank&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;img src=&#x22;http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l113/SZNiiPER/dancers.jpg&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22; alt=&#x22;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&#x22; /&#x3E;&#x3C;/a&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
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<pubDate>Fri, 18 Aug 2006 13:12 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Fashion show</title>
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<description>This year, our school decided to take it to the next level, and create
much more interaction and much more fun! To achieve this goal, many
trips have been organized, and just as much activities, creating lots
of contact between the students! This year, an unusual event took
place, our school&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;s fashion show!! The fashion show had as a main goal,
a sort of exchange of ideas, between young students, and young
designers, either just entering the Malagasy Fashion World, or already
known in the Fashion World! Well, 5 great designers were chosen, Lamia,
Evelyne Fock, Ndimby, Soasoa, and Juliana! In order to organize this
fashion show, students had to volunteer to model, 20 teenagers did so
and agreed to work with their designer to design a unique outfit. Well
let me quickly tell you how it was all put together&#xE2;&#x80;&#xA6;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
First of all, the designers met with the 20 students, and asked a few
questions about each of them, as in age, nationality, and hobbies.
Pictures of the students were taken, and the designers made their
decisions. Each designer was to work with 4 students, and some were
chosen according to how well they would match the designers&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99; style and
interests. Lamia was interested in young students, lively, but most of
all classy! Quick note, she picked me he he, you know what that means
right!!! Evelyne Fock was interested in students who were really
simple, who would be interested in wearing clothes of very simple
colors. Ndimby, was interested in boys, he just wanted to dress boys
who would look good in his creations. Soasoa was interested mostly in
young girls, and wanted them to look young. At last, Juliana was
interested in couples, and so she worked with two couples, and played
around with them! &#x3C;br /&#x3E;
Second of all, the designers met again with the students, this time
they had drawn the outfits they were planning on creating for them,
they exchanged ideas, some argued and complained, and some were very
much pleased! So the designers worked on the creation of the outfits.
Third of all, they came back with the clothes all sewed up and our
2-hour long tryout session took place. Some students had to completely
change their clothes, some had to get it loosened, and some had to get
it tighter, because they had been losing weight! Well, after that they
were pretty much ready! So the designers met with us, and asked us what
we would like to see on the show, like what other performances could we
ask for. Of course, I yelled out breakdancing, and others requested a
DJ! So that&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;s what happened, we asked for breakdancers, comtemporary
dancers, a DJ, and rappers!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
Third of all, all the students and the designers met with journalists
to answer some questions, that would be published in local magazines
and all. After the interview, it was time to practice, it was the last
day before the actual fashion show. So, Juliana showed the girls how to
walk, only two of us already did pretty good, am not showing off or
anything, but I&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;m glad I was on of them, I got to go home early. The
boys too were very well taught, by Ndimby, the male designer. The
designers then announced who would go first, and it was Lamia, my
designer! She then picked who would start the whole show, and unluckily
it was me! Well now it ain&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t a big deal, because the entrance was
pretty much a success, since I didn&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t trip like I had imagined, and my
boys and the parents screamed like hell my name all over the place.
Then at last, we practiced in the order the show would go on the
runway! Much of the stress started at this point, we had to excel and
impress our audience!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
At last, the night of the fashion show, we started getting ready at
4p.m, we got our hair done, and our makeup, god I hated the make up,
she totally messed up my pink lips, lol, not fun at all! But yeah, so
then after hours of preparation, it was time to start, all the girls
wearing high heel shoes, like me, started to get worried, we hadn&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t
practiced on the runway, and there were some holes in it! There was
nothing we could do at this point, the show had to start. Before the
fashion show itself, there were contemporary dancers, but once that
finished, I gave my best boiiz a hug, and started praying to myself,
that I wouldn&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t just trip! Lol, I wasn&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t worried about tripping itself,
I was worried about screwing up the entire show if I happened to make a
mistake in the entrance. I had gotten lots encouragement from great
boys all over the world like Seb, Thomas, Gregory, Max, Tuwak, Jaydon,
so yeah nothing to worry about! The DJ announced the beginning of the
fashion show, he put on our song, and I had to start, from then on,
everything was so fine, no issues we did our thing all the way, and it
was a success aye! Actually, my favorite part was when the boys arrived
in their outfits, with all their sexy attitude, damn that got me
screaming to the point I almost lost my voice, yeah they were
gorgeous!! Lol, so yeah, we had awesome breakdancers performing, of
course that was my favorite part, I was like on 7th heaven, and I was
just so impressed! The rappers were kind of bad, because they were
replacing the actual rappers, and were told only last minute! Yeah but
anyway the fashion show was an awesome time, and a great way for us to
interact. At the end, we just all gave each other a hug, but then yeah,
sadness kind of won me over, not bad sadness, but I was kind of
melancholic, see it was all over! Two months of hard work for the
designers and the students; and there it was, done in about 50 minutes,
leaving us with as only memory of this great time, the filming of it,
the pictures, and most importantly the clothes! Yeah, it was over, and
I won&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t lie, it was so awesome that I would for sure do it all over
again a million times, but yeah some of us were a little upset, because
all this interaction with the designers was to fade away. We were to
continue with our own lives, as if nothing so important had ever taken
place&#xE2;&#x80;&#xA6; Well that&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;s how life goes, and our memories are here to help us
through these moments, hopefully none of us will ever forget this great
night, our UNIQUE experience!!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
Time for pictures, am warning you, they ain&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t all pretty, none of mine
are, but anyway, try to enjoy, and maybe I will post an entire album
with all these pics and more later!! Okay then, here it comes.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
&#x3C;img border=&#x22;3&#x22; src=&#x22;http://thm.zorpia.com/0/1767/11312427.dc0755.jpg&#x22; /&#x3E;This
is Chahiza, so beautiful, in my opinion, the Queen of the Night, I was
particularly impressed with how AWESOME she looked!! Muwaaah&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
&#x3C;img border=&#x22;3&#x22; src=&#x22;http://thm.zorpia.com/0/1767/11312453.9f6776.jpg&#x22; /&#x3E;So
there I gotta introduce all of you, to these boys, THEY got me
screaming like never before with their walk, and their attitude,
special the two in the middle, you ain&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t ever gon see boys walk like
they do elsewhere, lol. So on this pic we got, Nils, Rojo (wow, lol),
Nitin (amazing, lol) and Meisham. Yeah am glad my father filmed them,
I&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;m to forever admire the show they put on after us!!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
&#x3C;img border=&#x22;3&#x22; src=&#x22;http://thm.zorpia.com/0/1767/11312508.c2434a.jpg&#x22; /&#x3E;So
on this pic, we got, Beautiful, Spontaneous, and Gorgeous, in other
words Karine, my weird self, and Sarah!! Lol, goddamn I hated the make
up, all the girls did anyway!! Lol&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
&#x3C;img border=&#x22;3&#x22; src=&#x22;http://thm.zorpia.com/0/1767/11312594.63615c.jpg&#x22; /&#x3E;Well
here we got my pretty sis.  She was upset about the makeup and
that is understandable, I was too! But yeah so we got my sis and
myself, yeah no comments&#xE2;&#x80;&#xA6; Oh yeah, um&#xE2;&#x80;&#xA6; yeah don&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t believe that this
earrings are fun to wear, they may be so beautiful and all, but it
ain&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t no fun at all, those were pulling my ears down like never before.
I am even surprised that I didn&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t find my ears on the floor, while on
the runway, man I thought they were going to fall off. Actually my ears
recovered pretty fast aye!! lol&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
&#x3C;img border=&#x22;3&#x22; src=&#x22;http://thm.zorpia.com/0/1767/11312759.3342f1.jpg&#x22; /&#x3E;At
last the man of the night, see usually he scares me, not with his looks
aye, but with his mean/bad boy attitude, but Friday night was like, OH
MY GOD, this boy looks good! Lol, yeah he knows he did, so yeah his
just actin like an innocent boy&#xE2;&#x80;&#xA6;like that even existed, but yeah he&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;s a
mean boy, and all the girls love him! Lol Muwaaaaah!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
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<pubDate>Thu, 18 May 2006 09:00 EST</pubDate>
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<title>ThE aRt Of DaNcInG, wUt iS tHeRe To It?</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/Mossie34/journal/1515535</link>
<description>&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;WeLl ItZ eAzY, dAnCiN&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99; iS dEfInEd aZ bEiN tHe AcTiOn Of DoInG bOdY
mOvEmEnTz To MaTcH a RhYtHm, uSuAlLy AcCoMpAnIeD bY mUsIc! WeLl tO mE, tHeRe Iz
MoRe To It&#xE2;&#x80;&#xA6; DaNcInG iS tHe BoDyZ sEaRcH oF iTz SoUl. In SaYiN tHaT, i MeAn
ThAt, WhEn DaNcIn, wE aRe rEfLeCtInG pArT oF oUr PeRsOnAlItY, aNd At ThE sAmE
tImE, wE aRe DiScOvErInG iT! jUzT lIkE a PaInTeR (hOlLa At Ya ChAhIzA), oR eVeN a
RaPper (HoLla At Ya JaYdOn), It Iz SeLf ExPrEsSiOn! DaNcIn Is OnEz OwN iNtErPrEtAtIoN
oF a ViBe! I bElIeVe ThAt In DaNcInG, tHeRe ArE a fEw ThInGs ObTaInEd ThAt cAnNoT
bE fOuNd In EvErYdAy lIfE. FoR iNsTaNcE, aMoNgSt DaNcErZ tHeRe Iz AlWaYz a
FeElInG oF sOlIdArItY, eQuAlItY aNd ThE mOsT iMpOrTaNt, I bElIeVe, Is PeAcE! yEs
PeAcE, i SaY tHaT bEcAuSe, In DaNcIn We ArE fInDiN a TeRriToRy oF aGrEeMeNt,
ThErE iS nOtHiNg To ArGuE sErIoUsLy AbOuT. I pReViOuSlY sAiD thAt We CoUlD
dIsCoVeR oUr OwN pErSoNaLiTy ThRoUgH dAnCiN, wElL tHaT iZ bEcAuSe ThRoUgH tHe
WaY we DaNcE aNd ThE tYpE oF DaNcIn We ArE dOiNg, A tRaIt Of OuR pErSoNalIty
CaN bE dEtErMiNeD. fOr InStAnCe, If YoU aRe InTo hIp HoP-lIkE DaNcIn LiKe
BrEaKdAnCinG, yOu KiNdA aRe InTo DaNgErOuZ tHiNgZ, yOu WoUld UsUaLlY bE
oUtGoInG, aNd YoU wOuLdN&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t FeAr PeOpLez JuDgMeNtZ aZ mUcH aS bAlLeT dAnCeRz fOr
InStAncE, wHo ArE uSuAlLy ShY, rEpReSeNt gRaCe AnD fEmInItY, aNd SeEM fRaGiLe.
WhEn DaNcInG, oNe Iz FrEe To ExPrEsS hImSeLf FuLly, ReGaRdLeSs Of ThE oUtSiDe
EyEz, BeCaUsE aLl ThAt Iz On A dAnCeRz MiNd Is AcTuAlLy HaViNg A gOoD tImE. dAnCiNg
Is An ArT lIkE mAnY oThErZ, n ThErE iZ aN aPprOpRiAtE dAnCe FoR eVeRy SiNgLe
PeRsOnAlItY tHaT eXiStZ. wElL tHiZ iZ mY oWn InTeRpReTaTiOn Of ThE aRt Of DaNcInG,
tHaNx fOr ReAdInG, tHaTz If U rEaD, lOl, aNd UmMmMm&#xE2;&#x80;&#xA6;TiLl nExT tImE, tAkE cArE,
N uMmMm&#xE2;&#x80;&#xA6;KeEp DeVeLoPiNg YoUr OwN tAlEnT, cUz ThOzE aRe ThInGz wE wAnNa HoLd On
To!! BuHbYe,&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;sNiPaHz HyPeR, sHe NeEdZ tO gO DaNcE aT tHiS iNsTaNt, So, SeE yAh AlL!&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;img src=&#x22;../smi/04.gif&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22; /&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 24 Apr 2006 02:04 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Itz hard to leave!!</title>
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<description>&#x3C;p&#x3E;Well, well, I am so down. I was enjoying all these days in company of my best mates, and then suddenly the reality stroked me. I realized that it is almost the end of the year, and I was gon AGAIN leave my adorable friendz behind, i.e Koji, Enno, Rojo, Nitin, Nils, Moudreca, Hasin and many more. U see, I &#x26;#39;ve grown up traveling, going from place to place, country to country. I was always moving and I was given the opportunity to discover a whole lotta people. Well I&#x26;#39;ve always enjoyed it, cuz back when I was small it wasn&#x26;#39;t hard to leave friendz behind. Life was pretty much perfect u no, but trouble really started when we moved to Swaziland, after having lived in countries like Senegal, Cameroon, Niger, Ethiopia, Equatorial Guinea. It was funny, because as we arrived in Swaziland, we did not really know what to expect. We discovered for the first time 5 degree cold, and for the first time, it was hard to make friends with the maids and guards (usually, in our family, it is natural of us to make friends with them, cuz we feel this natural attachment to them!), and the sun set at like 5 in the afternoon, we were used to like 8p.m. Well yeah, that was a fun change, and a great discovery actually. Then, we discovered that we were going to have to go to British School, meaning drop French, learn English before school starts (3 months) and make sure our grades are still WAY above average (failure has never been an option in our family). Well that was pretty easy for the most part, the actual hard part was to have to take Beginners French and pretend I didn&#x26;#39;t know anything so the class wouldn&#x26;#39;t be too hard for the others.So then I made adorable friends that I did not forget, Joanne, Zenzi, Deirdre, Tihlelele, Ellie, and especially Zwakele (R.I.P hun, god knowz how much I miss ya!!). So I made these adorable friendz, and although we were told that we were going to live there for four years, we had to leave a year and a half later. The leaving was heartbreaking, but from then on, my life changed entirely. English had become my &#x26;quot;first language&#x26;quot;, and I was to speak it, all the time, naturally! So then on, no longer going to British school, I had to start going to American Schools, and the systems are way different, and it is too damn expensive, plus we&#x26;#39;re three! I went to an American School in Senegal, but had to live 2 months later, to discover the beautiful island of &#x26;quot;Madagascar&#x26;quot; (yep yep, it does exist, it&#x26;#39;s not just the fruit of Americans&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99; imagination! lol). That&#x26;#39;s when I turned 10 or something, and I met some awesome friends, and lived four years in company of some of them, the greatest though, remain the ones I met during the past 2 years. Now it messes up, cuz I hear we&#x26;#39;re about to leave, no idea where am heading to, I will have to leave my friendz behind, and am probably never going to see them again. It is obviously not wut I dreamt of, but that job of my dad&#x26;#39;s is somewhat heartless. I&#x26;#39;m actually okay with it, cuz I dream of doing it someday but when I picture my kids living the same thing as me....I hesitate big time. So as my 4-year journey to Madagascar approaches its end, I am finding myself realizing that there are so many things I won&#x26;#39;t ever see again:&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;These teachers who refuse to give you the 0.01% you begged them hours for, these students who gossip so much they make money out of it, these classes when you never get caught asleep, and at last the smile on the guards&#x26;#39; faces when you greet them (that remains the best of all!!).&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;Yeah, and I&#x26;#39;m gon lose way more that, and even though tears are running down my cheek, I no that our friendships were based on honest feelings and to me that&#x26;#39;s all that matters, in the end!! So I take this occasion to thank all of the friendz I have made in Madagascar, cuz I truly love ya, Koji, Nitin, Enno, Nils, Moudreca, Rojo, Justin, Joon, Dany, Kanit, Francis and at last even though you have changed so much and you didn&#x26;#39;t value our friendship over u-no-who, I love ya Nutan!! Yeah, all of ya, no exception, I am so gon miss ya, u no ur are my favez but all the other guyz I didn&#x26;#39;t mention, i do care about ya, but u no we can&#x26;#39;t compare these feelings right? Oh, also, just wan tell the gurls I was glad to have met them even tho I CERTAINLY do not believe in gurl-to-gurl friendship (Xcept for Viper, love ya gurl!) and I no u alwayz confused me with competition, and I certainly did not lose cuz the winners are the ones who aren&#x26;#39;t competing. But there are some awesome chickz i did meet, i must admit like um... Nadia, Akyra, u no who u r....Anyway, I wish ya all the best, especially my talented boyz, Alex (drumkit), Enno (graffiti,guitar,drumkit), Koji (every single thing he touches, no exception), Rojo (computer design, graffiti), i will certainly miss ya, but remember this, &#x26;quot;The heart of a true friendship lies in the eyes of the jealous!&#x26;quot; he he, u no wut i mean.. so c ya, n the mean time, let&#x26;#39;s take these last months to 7th Heaven, u no how Sniper do rite?!!!&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 18 Apr 2006 23:44 EST</pubDate>
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<title>My dearest sis, I love u Astrid!!</title>
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<description>&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;You&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;ve always been there
for me,&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;To force me to eat, and
take care of me.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;You, in my eyes, always
had,&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;The greatest possible
advice.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;You&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;ve taught me to
smile,&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;And have my own style.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;You&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;ve stood up for me,&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;When I was lost, and
weak.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;I&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;ve never really thanked
you.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;For all you&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;ve helped me
live through.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;Guess it&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;s time I do so,&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;Now that you&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;re about to
go.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;I wan thank you and let
you u know,&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;That there ain&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t no
reason to hide or lie,&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;With me feel free to
cry.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;I will always be by your
side.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;It&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;s true you&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;ve hurt me
before,&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;And it may happen again,&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;But know you&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;re already
forgiven,&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;Cuz&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99; you&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;re my most
valuable present.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;I don&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t ever wan lose
you,&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;Cuz&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99; you make me feel
understood.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;I know we&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;re soon gon&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;
be separated,&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;But our love will never
be divided.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;You&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;re the model I wan
follow,&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;And you will always
transform my sorrow.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;For all you&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;ve given me,&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;And all we&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;ve been
through,&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;My dearest sis, I love
you!&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;img src=&#x22;../smi/38.gif&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22; /&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;</description>
<category>Personal</category>
<guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.zorpia.com/Mossie34/journal/1509244</guid>
<pubDate>Mon, 10 Apr 2006 05:00 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Relativism</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/Mossie34/journal/1507988</link>
<description>&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;Well hey
everyone, no journal about how 2 avoid chemistry class this time. I was in
class today and I was wondering how many of us think we are living the worst
life ever? &#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;img src=&#x22;../smi/21.gif&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22; /&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;I mean, we all tend to be the most ridiculous humans and tell
ourselves that we wan commit suicide and life is a terrible thing. We are
ridiculous, at least I am, it is part of life to pretend we are to pity, but
when we do look at others there isn&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t much we should hate about our lives. I
say that, and it may not be the same for you all, but think about it, how many
kids in the world have no idea what it is like to live under a roof, and have
food to survive, I don&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t even say everyday but I mean, just enough to survive.
I think about that and I wanna let every one know that there are people out
there life really isn&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t easy for, and we should start thinking about them,
because THEY have a hard time.&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;img src=&#x22;../smi/22.gif&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22; /&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E; Many of us want to create global peace, at least
that&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;s what we say, but how do we obtain such huge goals, well I don&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t have an
answer for you, but I have a start. We should all consider ourselves lucky, and
try to help, or simply share a smile with someone in far worse conditions than
us. I have met people who did not know what it was like to have a television,
or just enough food to have a decent dinner, well, think about it, how many of
us have food to eat everyday, how many of us can afford a wise education, how
many of us have friends we can count on, and at last how many of us can taste
happiness at least once a day? Well hey, if you think you have at least one of
those, then consider yourself lucky, cuz there are millions who haven&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t ever
tasted any of those! Well next time you feel like you &#xE2;&#x80;&#x9C;wan die&#xE2;&#x80;&#x9D; think of the
chaos that surrounds u, n u will c that ur life isn&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t bad compared to all these
people. I will c ya later, with something a lil happier, in the mean time, luv
you guys, and keep posting comments at my page, and I will do the same for y&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;all!! &#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;img src=&#x22;../smi/35.jpg&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22; /&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;C ya!!!&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 07 Apr 2006 07:53 EST</pubDate>
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<title>5 plans to avoid chem. class, which is best?</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/Mossie34/journal/1500011</link>
<description>&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;It is actually
12:30, and I am in school, trying to figure out the perfect way to avoid
chemistry class. There are only 5 options, which are the most realistic I can
think of: &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;1.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;I fake fainting, and I am sent to the
nursery, the nurse will be like, &#xE2;&#x80;&#x9C;She&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;s probably out of sugar again, (I am,
often, but I don&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t ever faint!) she should be sent home!&#xE2;&#x80;&#x9D; She will then record
that I am sick, in my stupid school records, and phone my parents to pick me
up, cuz&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99; she&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;ll be convinced that I make it home alone. &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;2.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;I could also just stay in the computer lab,
and when it&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;s time, go to the furthest away computer that no one else ever
uses. I will then lower that chair and make myself invisible, pretty easy, but
I will probably find out soon enough, that the computer is unused for a wise
reason that I don&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t know yet! &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;3.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;Maybe I could just get my sister to dress up
like me, look 20cm shorter, and go to chemistry, + she will probably put in
more effort than I do, cuz she liked that class. So she will go to my class,
sit down far behind everyone else, even though we&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;re just 12 in that class.
Then, I could just steal one of my friends&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99; laptops, for the next 50 minutes,
and just chill, while chatting with my favorite zorpians. &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;4.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;Option number 4, is pretty similar to option
number 1, but in this one, there are no records that will be kept. First I say
I am totally dizzy, I got a terrible headache, and I really can&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t stay in
school. The principal will be like, &#xE2;&#x80;&#x9C;Okay, anyway, you&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;ve been in school more than
75% of the day today, so you can go. Do you want us to call your parents to
pick you up, or do you already have a car waiting?&#xE2;&#x80;&#x9D; And so I&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;ll be like, &#xE2;&#x80;&#x9C;No
worries, I got a car waiting, God, my head hurts!&#xE2;&#x80;&#x9D; He&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;ll then be in a hurry for
me to get out of his office, and so will I. I will then ask the first one out
of Nils, Enno, Joon, or Dany that I find to gimme a ride home. Course the first
one I ask will have to say yes, or I&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;ll have to do my very pitiful babyface, in
that case, he will still say yes, but now he will feel extremely guilty for
harming such a CUTE baby!&#x26;nbsp; I will then be home within 2 minutes and 30 seconds.
Fun part is both parents are out, and since I didn&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t see the nurses and I
stayed in school most of the day, no records of me going home are kept!! So I
can now use the new computer, that I can&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t use, and chat with my fellow
zorpians, without leaving any trace of me being there&#xE2;&#x80;&#xA6; &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;5.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;Or maybe, I could just break into the P.E
equipment&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;s closet, wear gloves, find the biggest baseball bat, and when I find
the teacher, I pretend to have confused his head with a base ball, and make
sure he ain&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t ready to wake up for the next 3 hours. So I drag him into the
closet, lock him there with the bat, and burn the gloves. I can then chill and
not worry about chemistry class any longer, in this case, nobody would suspect
the super kind Zara. Ha&#xE2;&#x80;&#xA6;.smells like teen spirit!!! &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;span&#x3E;When I think about
it, I would rather choose either plan 5, it being my favorite option, or just
number 4, which would be extremely easy. If I pick number 4, I will need extra
luck cuz last time I checked I wasn&#xE2;&#x80;&#x99;t much of a great actor. If I pick 5, pray
for me that it never ends in my criminal records!!&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;</description>
<category>Personal</category>
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<pubDate>Tue, 21 Mar 2006 07:00 EST</pubDate>
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