<?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-15251767</id><updated>2011-07-28T15:27:18.868+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kalinka's World</title><subtitle type='html'>..My little weird and bizzard world of toughts..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-3924544707456749846</id><published>2011-04-05T01:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T01:16:49.739+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering's...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vM3ToKXWvoc/TZpOr4bY2WI/AAAAAAAAANg/vdoEEKzwsLo/s1600/blomster%2Bkari.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vM3ToKXWvoc/TZpOr4bY2WI/AAAAAAAAANg/vdoEEKzwsLo/s320/blomster%2Bkari.jpg" width="274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just sitting here and look over all my blogs etc, seems i never actually are a ..well blogger person I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Most blogs I make seems to be picture related , either clothing I make or paintings i like or make.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i have been sitting, pondering about my life, and what one should, could and have to do.&lt;br /&gt;I have seen how extremely i could be loved this past years, and how fast i become forgotten. A bit hard to take that in, but one have to. I'm not bitter or anything, actually made me believe there is something called love out there..i just don't have the last little thing that make them stay :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad my ex found new love, even thou it was a little painful, but that's life, what don't kill you makes you think... I do think alot thou. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my own company &lt;a href="http://kristiansenssewing.blogspot.com/"&gt;take a looksi&lt;/a&gt;, went to art class to see if that something I would love to do, and yes.. but not at this time.&lt;br /&gt;While painting I was thinking about my sewing, and while sewing i was thinking about my painting..the Sewing won in the end. Art school later, now make my firm actually to make money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I try to think about how I might meet another man in my life..and I'm blanc... Dating services..err... tried that..and for some reason i get contacted by people my fathers age and people that just want to have "fun"...READ THE INFO I WRITE "#¤¤# &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also miss living in Denmark alot...My own home country isn't my favourite place to be, mostly because I don't have the cash to live here :) But my sweet soon to teenagers loves it here, well I guess ill move away when she moves out or something :)&lt;br /&gt;..But then again, i have a mother who is dying of cancer and a father that feels that hes alone. &lt;br /&gt;I love them both so i guess ill be staying here in Norway for some years still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soon to be 38, and I've never been married, my longest love affair lasted 3 years, partly because we was not in the same country so he didn't get all my flaws until late ;)I have a daughter I love to bits and family that loves me for who I am..at times. Have my own firm, and hopefully i get a part time job as well. &lt;br /&gt;So all in all, not to bad, ohh yeah and a really cute cat :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3iEDo6AVXgo/TZpQflcsKjI/AAAAAAAAANo/CPVXvHqup88/s1600/Anette020311-037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3iEDo6AVXgo/TZpQflcsKjI/AAAAAAAAANo/CPVXvHqup88/s320/Anette020311-037.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Name is Anette :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have a lot of good things in life, but i hope my daughter only experience half what I have :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night for now, maybe i have a blogger in me after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-3924544707456749846?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/3924544707456749846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=3924544707456749846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/3924544707456749846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/3924544707456749846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2011/04/wonderings.html' title='Wondering&apos;s...'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vM3ToKXWvoc/TZpOr4bY2WI/AAAAAAAAANg/vdoEEKzwsLo/s72-c/blomster%2Bkari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-491405842976311149</id><published>2009-12-19T21:02:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T21:07:08.894+01:00</updated><title type='text'>December 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1XhGRlUt1Ug/Sy0xZ-nGmsI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ksHnfyaXAxM/s1600-h/dragon+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1XhGRlUt1Ug/Sy0xZ-nGmsI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ksHnfyaXAxM/s400/dragon+face.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417040249170074306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well another year with a blog thats been silent for so long.&lt;br /&gt;On monday i travel to the UK for x-mas with my warlock. :)&lt;br /&gt;But there might be delays.. as he said.. when Hitler bombed them they didnt flinch.. but a snowflake and the UK stops hehe&lt;br /&gt;Well Lets hope the dealy aint to bad. Just bring some extra food and clothing and some good books i guess we will be ok in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna see if there will be some good pictures that i can post later :9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill be back again soon for more postings :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-491405842976311149?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/491405842976311149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=491405842976311149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/491405842976311149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/491405842976311149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-2009.html' title='December 2009'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1XhGRlUt1Ug/Sy0xZ-nGmsI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ksHnfyaXAxM/s72-c/dragon+face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-5569204066097927204</id><published>2008-07-06T23:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:20:41.294+02:00</updated><title type='text'>To my Warlock Neco</title><content type='html'>I don't get many things right the first time&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I am told that a lot&lt;br /&gt;Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls&lt;br /&gt;Brought me here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where was I before the day&lt;br /&gt;That I first saw your lovely face?&lt;br /&gt;Now I see it everyday&lt;br /&gt;And I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I am&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;The luckiest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I'd been born fifty years before you&lt;br /&gt;In a house on a street where you lived?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike&lt;br /&gt;Would I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in a white sea of eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see one pair that I recognize&lt;br /&gt;And I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I am&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;The luckiest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties&lt;br /&gt;And one day passed away in his sleep&lt;br /&gt;And his wife; she stayed for a couple of days&lt;br /&gt;And passed away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong&lt;br /&gt;That I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I am&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;The luckiest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               Kalinka, the frostmage&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-5569204066097927204?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/5569204066097927204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=5569204066097927204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/5569204066097927204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/5569204066097927204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-my-warlock-neco.html' title='To my Warlock Neco'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-725583733267067680</id><published>2007-06-09T04:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T04:31:26.396+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking me down</title><content type='html'>LET GO!&lt;br /&gt;How far will a far side take me&lt;br /&gt;How far can I go can I go&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be what the nightmare made me&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be gotta be what I see&lt;br /&gt;Jump clear of the falling parts from me&lt;br /&gt;How far will they go will they go&lt;br /&gt;Can't give what you want from me baby&lt;br /&gt;Just let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down break me down sweet sugar&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down break me down&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down to the ground sweet baby&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much is made of what's in me&lt;br /&gt;Not enough about how I strive&lt;br /&gt;Keep an eye on your world it's cheating&lt;br /&gt;Keep an eye keep an eye on me&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside there's a little place for me&lt;br /&gt;A little place for me&lt;br /&gt;Can't give what you want from me baby&lt;br /&gt;Just let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down break me down sweet sugar&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down break me down&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down to the ground sweet baby&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet razor wound&lt;br /&gt;Deep down slice my groove&lt;br /&gt;soothing razor wound&lt;br /&gt;Deep down C'mon and slice it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far did the far side take me&lt;br /&gt;How far did I go did I go&lt;br /&gt;Had to be what the nightmare made me&lt;br /&gt;Fuck,..Just had to be&lt;br /&gt;Jump clear of the falling parts from me&lt;br /&gt;How far did they go did they go&lt;br /&gt;Can't give what you want from me baby&lt;br /&gt;Hell,..Just let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down break me down sweet sugar&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down break me down&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down to the ground sweet baby&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down break me down (sweet baby)&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down break me down (sweet sugar)&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down to the ground sweet baby&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down to the ground&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-725583733267067680?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/725583733267067680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=725583733267067680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/725583733267067680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/725583733267067680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2007/06/breaking-me-down.html' title='Breaking me down'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-6710124485771814530</id><published>2007-06-09T03:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:54:44.131+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How could this happend ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1XhGRlUt1Ug/RmoDaZzKREI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Xzh0V_UrX50/s1600-h/GothicAngel+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1XhGRlUt1Ug/RmoDaZzKREI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Xzh0V_UrX50/s400/GothicAngel+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073871682323235906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could you just burst in like this !?&lt;br /&gt;Take over my heart as you have done…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it possible,,, to Feel this way ,, about one you cant say you know..&lt;br /&gt;And the strangest part,,, you feel it as well !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you’re smile make me warm inside?&lt;br /&gt;How come my blushing face, make you so proud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how is it that I can make you u trust me so?&lt;br /&gt;And that I trust you as much back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. I hope we meet one day..&lt;br /&gt;...So we both can understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can hear u voice in my ear,,&lt;br /&gt;So I can feel the skin of you’re Face under my hand.&lt;br /&gt;So I can see you’re smile when I blush, &lt;br /&gt;Just because you look at me with you’re blue eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the time was now…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-6710124485771814530?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/6710124485771814530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=6710124485771814530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/6710124485771814530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/6710124485771814530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-could-this-happend.html' title='How could this happend ?'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1XhGRlUt1Ug/RmoDaZzKREI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Xzh0V_UrX50/s72-c/GothicAngel+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-8822308482294505631</id><published>2007-03-31T02:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T02:52:10.086+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>Another dream that will never come true&lt;br /&gt;Just to compliment your sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Another life that I've taken from you&lt;br /&gt;A gift to add on to your pain and suffering&lt;br /&gt;Another truth you can never believe&lt;br /&gt;Has crippled you completely&lt;br /&gt;All the cries you're beginning to hear&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in your mind, and the sound is deafening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me enlighten you&lt;br /&gt;This is the way I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Living just isn't hard enough&lt;br /&gt;Burn me alive, inside&lt;br /&gt;Living my life's not hard enough&lt;br /&gt;Take everything away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another nightmare about to come true&lt;br /&gt;Will manifest tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Another love that I've taken from you&lt;br /&gt;Lost in time, on the edge of suffering&lt;br /&gt;Another taste of the evil I breed&lt;br /&gt;Will level you completely&lt;br /&gt;Bring to life everything that you fear&lt;br /&gt;Live in the dark, and the world is threatening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me enlighten you&lt;br /&gt;This is the way i pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return to me&lt;br /&gt;Leave me no one&lt;br /&gt;Turn to me&lt;br /&gt;Return to me&lt;br /&gt;Cast aside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've made me turn away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/disturbed/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-8822308482294505631?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/8822308482294505631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=8822308482294505631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/8822308482294505631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/8822308482294505631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2007/03/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-4105296942432268907</id><published>2007-03-28T04:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T04:41:36.393+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meg</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hva med MEG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Hva er det som får andre til å like MEG ? Eller å hate meg.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Hvordan skal man liksom være da ?!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Må jeg virkelig bli som alle andre ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;For å bli likt ?!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Hvorfor er akkurat JEG så vanskelig å like !?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Hva er det med MEG som gjør med til en kul venn,,,en gang i blant...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Hva er grunnen til at absolutt JEG er den som blir alene!?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Er det kanskje fordi akkurat JEG skremmer andre med den JEG er ?!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Fordi JEG ser verden på ett annet sett ?!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Fordi akkurat JEG kan bli glad eller like ANDRE for hva de er ?!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Er JEG skremmende pågrunn av DET?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Er folk redde for folk som bare liker en annen uten å ville forandre den personen ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Tror det...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Kan være at JEG skal bruke mitt liv på å kun være den jeg er ..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Og traske videre,,alene med Megselv og stikke hodet innom andres veier for å si hei,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Også gå min egen vei ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Om det så var...eller det er jo slik det er..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Hvorfor skal den veien være så ensom ?!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Det er ikke noe JEG har valgt...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Men,,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Det bare ER,,,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;JEG har MEG,,, Og andre trenger meg kun en kort secund i deres liv..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Vel.. DA er jeg sekunder i noens liv iallefall..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Jeg vil ikke forandres slik at andre kan like meg.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Bare jeg en gang kan møte noen som er som&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;jeg,, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Som kun liker meg,, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;For den jeg er,,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Det er jo MEG...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; font-family: georgia;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="NO-BOK"&gt;Kalima&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-4105296942432268907?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/4105296942432268907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=4105296942432268907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/4105296942432268907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/4105296942432268907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2007/03/meg.html' title='Meg'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-115966012826785571</id><published>2006-10-01T01:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T01:48:48.276+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My latest painting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; "Beaten Angel"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/HPIM0324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/400/HPIM0324.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my latest Painting,,,&lt;br /&gt;This is alsø how i do feel inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/15251767-115966012826785571?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/115966012826785571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=115966012826785571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/115966012826785571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/115966012826785571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-latest-painting.html' title='My latest painting...'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-115559311734756885</id><published>2006-08-15T00:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:05:17.346+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GAH !!!!&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/15251767-115559311734756885?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/115559311734756885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=115559311734756885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/115559311734756885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/115559311734756885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2006/08/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-115558542726074608</id><published>2006-08-14T21:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:11:14.496+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/doll.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/doll.0.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, it seems i have to much on my mind again. Sleeping a lot and im not talking to much.&lt;br /&gt;And after all, even with so many friends..im still alone *just smile*&lt;br /&gt;its so stupid at times.. i really mean it..&lt;br /&gt;right now,, i want to tell everybody what i really want,,&lt;br /&gt;But then again,,thats not me, is it..&lt;br /&gt;Tell one that i love him more then a friend, tell another that the friendship scares the hell out of me, tell someone else that i still think of him and miss him...tell people what i think.. not good at that im I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i have a really bad day..&lt;br /&gt;I mean totally fucked day...'Just want to mean something spesial for just one.. somethink that make them wanna do stuff with me.. but im always the odd man out anyway. *Or in this case , woman..&lt;br /&gt;im just tierd and sad,,and i was stupid enought to plan something..and the others made plans or backe out.. no wonder i never plan stuff..&lt;br /&gt;But then again.. my friends plan stuff with me.. hehe oh yeah,, im loosing controll of my life i feel.. and i cant tell them..can I,,it will only hurt them alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. enought ranting ,, ill find my bed and read some..&lt;br /&gt;A new day tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-115558542726074608?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/115558542726074608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=115558542726074608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/115558542726074608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/115558542726074608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-it-seems-i-have-to-much-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-115506768144784491</id><published>2006-08-08T21:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T22:08:01.466+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/eyes.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/400/eyes.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eyes..&lt;br /&gt;How come ..&lt;br /&gt;That even when im happy,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are sad ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even thou NOW..&lt;br /&gt;its a good time..&lt;br /&gt;Where did my happy eyes go ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&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/15251767-115506768144784491?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/115506768144784491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=115506768144784491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/115506768144784491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/115506768144784491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2006/08/eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-115222802017231937</id><published>2006-07-07T01:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T01:20:20.196+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A song that is nice *S*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/101.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my head but my head is unravelling&lt;br /&gt;cant keep control can't keep track of where it's travelling&lt;br /&gt;i got my heart but my heart's no good&lt;br /&gt;you're the only one that's understood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i come along but i dont know where you're taking me&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't go but you're wrenching dragging shaking me&lt;br /&gt;turn off the sun pull the stars from the sky&lt;br /&gt;the more i give to you the more i die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want you,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make me hard when i'm all soft inside&lt;br /&gt;i see the truth when i'm all stupid-eyed&lt;br /&gt;the arrow goes straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;without you everything just falls apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blood just wants to say hello to you&lt;br /&gt;my fears want to get inside of you&lt;br /&gt;my soul is so afraid to realize&lt;br /&gt;how very little good is left of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want you..&lt;br /&gt;take me with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without you everything just falls apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not as much fun to pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Nine Inch Nails&lt;br /&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/15251767-115222802017231937?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/115222802017231937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=115222802017231937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/115222802017231937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/115222802017231937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2006/07/song-that-is-nice-s.html' title='A song that is nice *S*'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-115218497148728337</id><published>2006-07-06T11:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T13:41:10.580+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/fallen%20angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 73px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/fallen%20angel.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an Fallen angel she looks around her.&lt;br /&gt;can they see?&lt;br /&gt;can they feel her ?&lt;br /&gt; Can they see that shes not fully beaten yet ?&lt;br /&gt;Does she wanne be beaten ?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sits down and think..&lt;br /&gt;And her feelings is like a storm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do..&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/15251767-115218497148728337?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/115218497148728337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=115218497148728337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/115218497148728337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/115218497148728337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2006/07/fallen-angel.html' title='Fallen Angel'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-115161687608422288</id><published>2006-06-29T23:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T23:34:36.126+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The lonelyness,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/fallen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/400/fallen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As a fallen angel I sit between my friends..&lt;br /&gt;My tears cannot bee seen,,&lt;br /&gt;my heart cannot be heard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My smile falters not, my wings seems whole..&lt;br /&gt;My heart seems like its ripped apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul feels dark..&lt;br /&gt;my wings are heavy and stale..&lt;br /&gt;My tears comes when im alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wings still needs healing,,&lt;br /&gt;My heart still needs needlework,,&lt;br /&gt;So alone sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;So alone in a wood of friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tears stains my cheecks,,&lt;br /&gt;My anger arouse my hate,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO not want to fall Again!&lt;br /&gt;I will NOT do that again&lt;br /&gt;LOVE is there&lt;br /&gt;never be alone AGAIN,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fallen rises and open the heart for the woods..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;kalima&lt;br /&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/15251767-115161687608422288?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/115161687608422288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=115161687608422288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/115161687608422288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/115161687608422288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2006/06/lonelyness.html' title='The lonelyness,,'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-114575379528207680</id><published>2006-04-23T02:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T02:56:35.293+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A long Time,,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/IMGP3136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/IMGP3136.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a while since i wrote here,,&lt;br /&gt;The reasons are many and booring,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found out a lot of things about me and the world around me.&lt;br /&gt;Some is really good,and some bad..&lt;br /&gt;Like this old tree where I live i feel cut down but still have my roots,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beeing as it is now,, it can only go one way and thats up&lt;br /&gt;Not that my life is down or anything like that,&lt;br /&gt;just at some turning points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe ill go one way&lt;br /&gt;..or the other,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that is true thou,,&lt;br /&gt;i do not think i can take another heart break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im afraid,,&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to feel to much..&lt;br /&gt;to hope to much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to be alone..but there is no reason i should be with someone,,&lt;br /&gt;I always get left behind anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once said that my life is to enter someones elses life and turn it around.&lt;br /&gt;Still got that feeling thou..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2 weeks ill be 33...&lt;br /&gt;Still single and still living alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my roots,,&lt;br /&gt;and nothing to reach for,,like the old tree,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/15251767-114575379528207680?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/114575379528207680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=114575379528207680' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/114575379528207680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/114575379528207680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2006/04/long-time.html' title='A long Time,,,'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-113599377771992206</id><published>2005-12-31T02:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T02:49:37.736+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The last day of 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/kalima.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/400/kalima.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, Here Im sitting.. on the last day of 2005,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a babysitter for my lovely little daughter since a freind of mine wanted to go out tonight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself missing some people yesterday, strted to think a lot about this year, I had a breakdown that sendt me to a doctor, for the first time in my life i actually went on medication for my thoughts,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In off them, im good ,, and i have been scared. I changed jobs,, moved to another part of sweden. Had some relationships this year (all gone to hell thou) , had someone i trusded as a friend and found out that you actualy dont want all people as friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iv been more true to myself, also i treat myself better now then before,, its like i kinda forgave myself for alot of things i have done to myself over the years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have people that love me, i wae told so today from my good friend, so i have them, i should be happy, and I am, but I once more go into a new year without the one.. If you understand me.  Im getting  to feel more,, its not that i will not date  or anything,, is just that,, i feel that my someone is not here,, or will be here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in a strange way,,, that its ok now, Im just having fun again with my life, Yeah,, actually i really would be happy if someone wanted me as a girlfriend or even wanted to marry me (yeah some will be shocked now *laught*) Yes its true, for those who know me, I do want to get married,, but noone can live with me *laught*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we are all 80 years or something, you will get an invitiation to my wedding *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for those who i have fun with ,,relax.. im not on a husband hunt *S* im just enjoying the "fun".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back on track, Today , like i said, i started to miss someone quite bad.. really bad,, and he actually had thought about me yesterday to, He asked if he was welcome to come visit me again, Strange how in tune you can be with a friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also miss the one that went back to norway, Miss hes smile and warmth i got from  him, I regret hurting him in the way i did, He did not diserve that, But i was to scared and had to many problems with my life at that point,, i couldnt drag hum in that, i have to stand alone a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Balded and dear friend, you where one that make me open my eyes, you are still in my head, but you are much more quit now,, Dont have the same power over me anymore *S* and that is a good thing, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my to friends that got married and are going the road of life together,  I envy you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my bestfriend and ex boyfriend, For always beeing there,, even in the bad times i had,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all live to far away from me to get hugs,, but you will get them when we meet again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the one i moved closer to, you still makes my life at work good days, You are a free spirit and you owe me a dinner *snickers* Thank you for getting me up fast when i trip near the dark again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many people in my life at some points, that i get lonely in the big group, But you are there. That meens more to me then you will understand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year have been a year the i have grown to understand that im good at what i can,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all in different ways *S* Have a good year in 2006, we will still see eachother then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-113599377771992206?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/113599377771992206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=113599377771992206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/113599377771992206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/113599377771992206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-day-of-2005.html' title='The last day of 2005'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-113599156570087133</id><published>2005-12-31T02:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T02:12:45.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>yay.. i did it !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/Top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/400/Top.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At work today,,&lt;br /&gt;I did it,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered 73 mails with tech solutions,, my partner at work now owe mw Dinner !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beat his record *snickers*&lt;br /&gt;I feel goooooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/15251767-113599156570087133?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/113599156570087133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=113599156570087133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/113599156570087133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/113599156570087133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/12/yay-i-did-it.html' title='yay.. i did it !!'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-113431730437313004</id><published>2005-12-11T16:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T17:08:24.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the Xmas party at the new job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/HPIM0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/HPIM0088.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I suvived the Xmas party at Stream. came home the day after around 15:00,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was NOT the plan,, I wasnt suppose to get tipsy, but i did *laught*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not anything i regret or stupid things *smiles* thats a good thing,&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of fun, and got t know the others a bit better. It was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit tierd on this sunday, but feel gooood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-113431730437313004?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/113431730437313004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=113431730437313004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/113431730437313004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/113431730437313004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/12/xmas-party-at-new-job.html' title='the Xmas party at the new job'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-113357985281921005</id><published>2005-12-03T04:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T04:17:32.833+01:00</updated><title type='text'>me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/lwf5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/lwf5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me..&lt;br /&gt;Someone who tries to be herself..&lt;br /&gt;Someone who may care alot for others..&lt;br /&gt;Someone who dont have to be liked by others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me..&lt;br /&gt;Someone who find comford in the little things..&lt;br /&gt;Someone who tries to comfort others..&lt;br /&gt;Someone who does not  get that comfort herself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me..&lt;br /&gt;An angle with her wings broken,  but now repaired..&lt;br /&gt;Wings of solitude and realisation..&lt;br /&gt;Wings to wrap around those who need it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me..&lt;br /&gt;Someone who need to be needed..&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will try to fix things..&lt;br /&gt;me...&lt;br /&gt;not an angle of promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kalima&lt;br /&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/15251767-113357985281921005?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/113357985281921005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=113357985281921005' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/113357985281921005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/113357985281921005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/12/me.html' title='me'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-113287480886647095</id><published>2005-11-25T00:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T00:26:48.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/Angel%20Wings%20best%20focus%20sidebyside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/400/Angel%20Wings%20best%20focus%20sidebyside.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strange...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel myself more content then ever..&lt;br /&gt; could be that I was right after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is like a ride trough a strange land.&lt;br /&gt;My feelings have been tossed around like marbles.&lt;br /&gt;This last time.. I wasnt even in Love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went wrong..&lt;br /&gt;Im just a person that fly trough someones life..&lt;br /&gt;My good friend says i Demand to little..&lt;br /&gt;But it seems that the one thing I desire the most.. is to much..&lt;br /&gt;Truth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not later, but there and then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trusted that My Master would keep that one..&lt;br /&gt;He did not..&lt;br /&gt;I trusted that he would be a friend after this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. I feel no trust to other then myself..&lt;br /&gt;Like I said..&lt;br /&gt;Strange..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the first time in a really long time..&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be..&lt;br /&gt;with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kalima (nobody's sub or slave)&lt;br /&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/15251767-113287480886647095?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/113287480886647095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=113287480886647095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/113287480886647095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/113287480886647095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/11/strange.html' title='Strange'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-113184142635452683</id><published>2005-11-13T01:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T01:23:46.373+01:00</updated><title type='text'>And the fallen Angel transform..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/kalima75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/400/kalima75.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Fallen Angel find her self aries when she becomes aware of her true name..&lt;br /&gt;From the wings that she tought was broken, there have become more free..&lt;br /&gt;Behold, she is coming back more then before&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/15251767-113184142635452683?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/113184142635452683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=113184142635452683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/113184142635452683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/113184142635452683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/11/and-fallen-angel-transform.html' title='And the fallen Angel transform..'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-113164431948025321</id><published>2005-11-10T18:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T18:39:48.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen Angel..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/angel%203%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/400/angel%203%20copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..the Fallen Angels fold out her wings..&lt;br /&gt;..She was told to trust shadow on the left and darkness on the right..&lt;br /&gt;She feel the darkness there..&lt;br /&gt;..but the shadow is is almost gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Why should she belive in them anyway..&lt;br /&gt;The Darkness is steady, the shadow is see trough..&lt;br /&gt;She is thinking.. and start to fold her wings down again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe shadow will once more be there,,&lt;br /&gt;She thinks not..&lt;br /&gt;She havnt felt him for some days....&lt;br /&gt;Just a Hint would be enought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..the Fallen angel fold her wings all the way down again..&lt;br /&gt;..feeling lost and understand once again..&lt;br /&gt;never trust...&lt;br /&gt;never belive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She feel alone and wing clipt again...&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/15251767-113164431948025321?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/113164431948025321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=113164431948025321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/113164431948025321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/113164431948025321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/11/fallen-angel.html' title='Fallen Angel..'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112992906898061633</id><published>2005-10-21T23:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T23:11:08.986+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Job Offer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/evolution_022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/evolution_022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh My Good.. This is strange thou,, just recived a mail that tells me that ANOTHER Firm wants to have a meeting with me.. hehe, this hasnt happend to me before *S* Well will call her on monday and see what this is .. its so cool to actually get head hunted *lol* I feel good and a bit bad at the same time *snickers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/15251767-112992906898061633?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112992906898061633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112992906898061633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112992906898061633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112992906898061633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-job-offer.html' title='Another Job Offer'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112988977796702730</id><published>2005-10-21T12:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T12:16:17.973+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Home and New Job !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/klippan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/400/klippan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the coolest Teamleader, since there have been some trouble with the school for my daughter etc, he just said to me today, taht i should fix that then im on class.. oh my,,and here I was afraid i should get fired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him that I was willig to help on the danish and swedish lines too.. as an compensation for the weeks i have been on/off work becouse of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also have a "new" sysem tath I know like tha back of my hand, and he is going to use that to as he said.. I feel good again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the only thing that I have to fix is my old appartment and that im sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. amongs the clouds the stars look good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. I have someone that cares for me.. It feels good to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*singing while drinking her coffe*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-112988977796702730?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112988977796702730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112988977796702730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112988977796702730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112988977796702730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-new-home-and-new-job.html' title='My New Home and New Job !'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112837585474510747</id><published>2005-10-03T23:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T23:54:23.970+02:00</updated><title type='text'>This week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/400/girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week... have been like no other week in my life..&lt;br /&gt;I Feel small and big at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;I feel strong and weak&lt;br /&gt;Cold and Hot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let someone get close to me.. closer then most people have ever been..&lt;br /&gt;I felt scared, and i felt good..&lt;br /&gt;I had fun and I was sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt you enter my mind..&lt;br /&gt;I felt you understanding me..&lt;br /&gt;I felt loved in an strange way,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel now that this is a good thing..&lt;br /&gt;I feel that this is a step i had to take.&lt;br /&gt;I feel good now, about myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im glad I dared enter this world again..&lt;br /&gt;Im glad youre the one I dared to trust..&lt;br /&gt;Fable, you make me somewhat whole again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my Master/Friend and lover..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalima(A), Fables submissiv&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/15251767-112837585474510747?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112837585474510747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112837585474510747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112837585474510747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112837585474510747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-week.html' title='This week...'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112809155224489032</id><published>2005-09-30T16:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T16:45:52.250+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/24h.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/400/24h.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last day !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel happy and really sad at the same time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy becouse im moving on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sad becouse it seems like nobody cares anyway if Im not here anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I start thinking about how often we gave people who left a card and good luck..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didnt even get that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got a pair of eardubs from a danish girl at work *S*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Havnt seen it thou, but i know she is making them by hand *wee*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, anywho..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The norwegian big flag is down. I have 30 minutes left of my day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then i do not work here anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;strange..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-112809155224489032?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112809155224489032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112809155224489032' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112809155224489032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112809155224489032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/09/last-day-at-work.html' title='Last day at work'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112789627554035429</id><published>2005-09-28T10:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T10:31:15.546+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Another thought....again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/Untitled-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/Untitled-1.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thought enter my mind..&lt;br /&gt;How could this be ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel my self be more.. me..&lt;br /&gt;I feel that the walls are cracking up !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My warm little world has a broken wall..&lt;br /&gt;But still I feel warm..&lt;br /&gt;No cold breeze enters..&lt;br /&gt;Only warm air and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel Small, but still safe,,&lt;br /&gt;I feel warm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and really safe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kalima&lt;br /&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/15251767-112789627554035429?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112789627554035429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112789627554035429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112789627554035429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112789627554035429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-thoughtagain.html' title='Another thought....again'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112782793265925471</id><published>2005-09-27T15:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:32:12.670+02:00</updated><title type='text'>even now..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/babe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/babe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even now i get hurt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even now i feel stupid..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why should i dare to dream anyways..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why should i care..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not much that make me sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not much that make me cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, the lonelyness i feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And how stupid i look..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not even myself can i belive in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not even myself can i trust..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do not want to come between people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do not want to feel left out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still do thou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;kalima &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-112782793265925471?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112782793265925471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112782793265925471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112782793265925471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112782793265925471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/09/even-now.html' title='even now..'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112742646124681237</id><published>2005-09-22T23:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T00:06:35.096+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/smallfeatherwings1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/smallfeatherwings.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I supose to do&lt;br /&gt;now that I have allowed you to "beat" me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like the misery you put me trought&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should let you win,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let you get the Whole of me..&lt;br /&gt;Give my self to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More then I do now..&lt;br /&gt;Im youres to rule&lt;br /&gt;Im youres to own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me away and will prove myself worth all that,,&lt;br /&gt;*Bow before thee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;kalima, Fabels submissive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-112742646124681237?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112742646124681237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112742646124681237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112742646124681237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112742646124681237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/09/fable.html' title='Fable'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112697879788488313</id><published>2005-09-17T19:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T19:41:10.153+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/en%20venn%20av%20magnus1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/400/en%20venn%20av%20magnus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I need them now.. i want them..&lt;br /&gt;I need to get away,, need to see things from above..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need actually wings.. so I can explain how I feel...&lt;br /&gt;But the wings will only be in my head.. and I still try to explaine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It do not work..&lt;br /&gt;hay will not hear my words..&lt;br /&gt;only the sound of my voice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone with stupid feelings.. but true ones..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-112697879788488313?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112697879788488313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112697879788488313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112697879788488313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112697879788488313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/09/wings.html' title='Wings'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112695679679722645</id><published>2005-09-17T13:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T13:36:24.056+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest My Godmother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/blomster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/200/blomster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was told today that my Godmother died last week…&lt;br /&gt;I’m sad and smiling at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;She have been fighting long with her illness now.. time for her to relax and sleep..&lt;br /&gt;She will always be in my heart and my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill miss you My GodMother,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace, you have struggled enough, time to rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-112695679679722645?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112695679679722645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112695679679722645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112695679679722645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112695679679722645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/09/rest-my-godmother.html' title='Rest My Godmother'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112637319536756495</id><published>2005-09-10T19:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T19:26:35.373+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/yiggbeo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/yiggbeo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sitting here , after my friend said that tomorrow is a better day.. like he had said yesterday.. I think for my self.. I'm leaving soon.. for good from this place.. and actually do not wanna leave here,, but my "home" is broken here.. my peace was damage.. some one took the choice for me again.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I loved this town.. now i have started to hate this place and the people.. And that kinda scares me.. For I thought i had more friends here, but i think i was wrong..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So now I will start to forget this place.. exept for some people.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a bad day,, and i cannot tell people about it, becouse , even I think the reason is stupid.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the first time in a long while.. I feel so alone.. and I cannot wait untill i get away from here.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How sad am I ? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-112637319536756495?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112637319536756495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112637319536756495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112637319536756495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112637319536756495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/09/sadness.html' title='Sadness..'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112611414688934870</id><published>2005-09-07T19:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T19:29:06.900+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A thought of mine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/727-1047324550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/727-1047324550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thinking about you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling you.. in my head..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling my dreams and my fear come so close to me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smile a lot.. even when I feel down now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smile when i had a bad day, just have to call you to be in a good mood..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How can this be.. after a short time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you think of me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You smiled over the phone when you told me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could feel the smile *S*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You became the Joker in my cards..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one who swept me of my feet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did the same to you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kalima, malmö 7 sept 2005&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/15251767-112611414688934870?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112611414688934870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112611414688934870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112611414688934870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112611414688934870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/09/thought-of-mine.html' title='A thought of mine...'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112611297462950700</id><published>2005-09-07T16:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T19:11:24.690+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Whole "New Job" thingi !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/dragon4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/dragon4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, what can i say, i have quit my old job and went to denmark for a screening test for Dell sales, it went ok.. then she said to me that ill recive a mail this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy, she thought that i could do the job, soo looking forward to visit my friends mum we went from denmark to sweden, on our way to the train station.. another call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"can you be back in denmark tomorrow morning for the second intervjue ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My jaw almost hit the ground...&lt;br /&gt;So i had to call the other firm and change the job intervjue there to later that day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. back to denmark tomorrow.. then to sweden again, and then to the middle of sweeden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i get that job.. i really do.. I WANT that job *S*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-112611297462950700?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112611297462950700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112611297462950700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112611297462950700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112611297462950700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/09/whole-new-job-thingi.html' title='The Whole &quot;New Job&quot; thingi !!'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112555414976459069</id><published>2005-09-02T04:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T07:55:49.770+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road Trip to Norway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/scarypic794be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/scarypic794be.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I found out that my trip to norway was a good way to clean up my thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that happend on the trip was that i found out that I had a really good friend in my company, and after some talking, i found out that this is not the guy i wanna be with (im not the girl he wants either so thats exelent) Then I started my thoughts how it would be to go back home to sweden and talk to a boy there thats in love with me.. The more my thoughts was around him.. the more i found out that i only had good feelings for him as an friend.&lt;br /&gt;I knew i had to break his heart when i get home... and i did... I really wished the time was different, but he will find a nice girl thats not so screewed in her head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is still one of my best friend, And i love him for that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish thing could have been different.. Im sorry.. you know who you are.. i love you alot as my friend..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-112555414976459069?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112555414976459069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112555414976459069' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112555414976459069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112555414976459069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/09/road-trip-to-norway.html' title='The Road Trip to Norway'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112542727498278775</id><published>2005-08-30T20:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:41:14.986+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ze wediing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/PICT0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/PICT0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, my 2 best friends tie the knot *S*&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice and "medival" Wedding in Norway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gift they got from me was the dress and the suit.&lt;br /&gt;Spesial made for them *S*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice day to rember, and they looked so in love and so ready to do this for eachother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*S*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-112542727498278775?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112542727498278775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112542727498278775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112542727498278775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112542727498278775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/08/ze-wediing.html' title='Ze wediing'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112449822366168604</id><published>2005-08-19T23:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T02:37:03.666+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/dragon04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/400/dragon04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I give up people now.. The promises they make, the thing they say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones you think are you friends.. Then you hear what they say about you.. And all I can do is laught !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a serious breakdown, I actually was more sick that I thought.. Im now recovered.. I actually go 2 step forward and stay there now.. Then People are coming with the stranges thing to me.. Today I felt like a devils advocate.. I still feel like that, I have begun to "clear up" my group of "friends".. friends that come to me with there problems I listen,, and STUPID me thinks that I can talk to them.. And they turn around and say things that they are fed up with hearing about my problems.. OK, sorry then,, say it to my face.. Not say it to other people .. And promises that are made to give me space only last for maybe a week.. And then broken.. Things I don't take on msn because things get misunderstood.. Still they take it on msn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so tired, fed up and calm (?) that I just want to go away and never return again.. I actually had it now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid.. And I have to do something about this.. I get so tired of being dragged to one side and another.. im tired of talking in circles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Now.. Bed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-112449822366168604?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112449822366168604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112449822366168604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112449822366168604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112449822366168604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/08/enough.html' title='Enough !!'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112424898179417233</id><published>2005-08-17T02:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T05:23:01.820+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering..</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking a lot lately (more then usual)&lt;br /&gt;Sitting looking at my paintings around me..&lt;br /&gt;And one thing hit me.. while looking at them.. they tell me that im alone..&lt;br /&gt;How Can I be alone !!&lt;br /&gt;I have some really good and close friends.. I have my angel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came to term with this.. the reason why my paintings seems so alone... its becouse I paint out the sorrow i have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. wonder what kinf og paintings ill make when the sadness in me is gone *S*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/PICT0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/400/PICT0009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-112424898179417233?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112424898179417233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112424898179417233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112424898179417233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112424898179417233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/08/wondering.html' title='Wondering..'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112422546735192630</id><published>2005-08-16T22:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T22:51:07.353+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/ze%20mask%20copy021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/400/ze%20mask%20copy021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ahhh.. what a day.. I fell asleep.. again...&lt;br /&gt;Not fun at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my drawing here shows.. that is how i feel about mydelsf at the moment.. gah,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Rexy,, I knew I promised to come to you today,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate this.. hate the body in in, that will not heal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then i start thinking about other people I know.. and then I feel lucky,..&lt;br /&gt;I , atleast heals..and get better.. Have no right to feel sorry for myself..to long anyways *S*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Ill just go back to sleep and then tomorrow everything will be ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/15251767-112422546735192630?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112422546735192630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112422546735192630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112422546735192630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112422546735192630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/08/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112419492794324816</id><published>2005-08-16T13:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T14:22:07.950+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day,, and another Time</title><content type='html'>Another day,, And my head is filled with this things -&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/marauder2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/marauder2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate beeing the grownup sometimes.. all the fuzz about money, paying the bills.. etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i envy my little girl, how life is sweet for her at the moemnt now *S* Only 7 and have the whole world at her feet *S*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont take it the wrong way, im dnt think that Im at the end of my time here, just fed up by the whole system at the moment.. tierd and sleepless at nights..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good thing thou is that I have overcome my depression and are clearing up everything that go wrong in that period.  I've done some strabge things in my account in that periode,, payed bills, but to the wrong company and stuff *hehe* When calling them I just laught *S*&lt;br /&gt;They see the humor they also, but still,  I havnt payed them, so noe i have to be a creative seller of some of my things i do not need *S*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ok, Then I get cleaned up in my closet and other places in the appartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I wonder, Did other people that use the same medesine as mine have the same problems ?&lt;br /&gt;My friend do not have that,, hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Off to do more stuff with my sewing machine *S*&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes that help a lot *S*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/marauder2.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/15251767-112419492794324816?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112419492794324816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112419492794324816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112419492794324816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112419492794324816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-day-and-another-time.html' title='Another day,, and another Time'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112371806476307220</id><published>2005-08-11T01:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T01:55:26.630+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Another thought..</title><content type='html'>Sitting here, writing on my little girls blogg made me think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we want everybody to read about our kids ?&lt;br /&gt;Then it hit me.. Bcouse we love them so high, and just want to chare that to the world.. A world that sometimes forget the little things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/orange_rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/orange_rose.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*How a rose smells..&lt;br /&gt;*How beautefull a sunset is..&lt;br /&gt;*How clear the air gets after the rain..&lt;br /&gt;*How colors in the autum makes you smile..&lt;br /&gt;*How the first snow covers the  earth,, making in nice and soft..&lt;br /&gt;*How the first smile and laughter from your own kid makes tears of joy come in youre eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. I think Im blessed.. becouse i love those little things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Well off to bed.. another day in the mines tomorrow...&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/15251767-112371806476307220?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112371806476307220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112371806476307220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112371806476307220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112371806476307220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-thought.html' title='Another thought..'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112361642001096976</id><published>2005-08-09T21:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T21:40:20.010+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What I make at work, when im bored *S*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/tie%20me%20up02%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/tie%20me%20up02%20copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture I made in paint and then addn the background and colors in photoshop *S*&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/15251767-112361642001096976?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112361642001096976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112361642001096976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112361642001096976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112361642001096976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-i-make-at-work-when-im-bored-s.html' title='What I make at work, when im bored *S*'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112361511039448052</id><published>2005-08-09T21:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T21:18:30.396+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughs about myself *S*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/doll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/doll.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, found this cute little page where you can make a little doll of oneself.&lt;br /&gt;They even had black Angle wings , that so many seesm to think that I should have *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an Support agent/mentor for HP, I though this pictur was the best i could mak to be lik me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An angel with an attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should stop having this mask all the time.. The one that  you always have at work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i just should start to be..more just me ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that would be a good thing !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-112361511039448052?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112361511039448052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112361511039448052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112361511039448052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112361511039448052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/08/thoughs-about-myself-s.html' title='Thoughs about myself *S*'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112360845266420424</id><published>2005-08-09T19:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T20:32:42.320+02:00</updated><title type='text'>An little Angel story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/angelic.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/angelic.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An angel come to my house&lt;br /&gt;A smile on Her face&lt;br /&gt;"see, i come with great news to you"&lt;br /&gt;"mhm" i answered..&lt;br /&gt;the angel looked at me again..&lt;br /&gt;"i come to take away all youre fears and sorrows"&lt;br /&gt;"mhm" i said one more time&lt;br /&gt;The angel took down her wings and tiltded her head,&lt;br /&gt;"you do not belive what I am saying to you ?"&lt;br /&gt;I smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you take away all the sorrow and fears from me.."&lt;br /&gt;I smiled to the angel ..&lt;br /&gt;"how will I then know that Im happy and unafraid ?"&lt;br /&gt;The Angel smiled a little smile and her apperance changed&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/demon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/demon.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"So" she said..&lt;br /&gt;"you do know that thats part of being a human ?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes" I replayed "I know that if you want to enjoy the good times.."&lt;br /&gt;I took a deep brath..&lt;br /&gt;"You have to have the bad ones"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me, grinding Her teeth,,,&lt;br /&gt;"you have made youre choise, have te pain then,, and the sorrows!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Then She wanish in a poff of smoke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/1600/2001-05-09-foggy-fires.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6900/1403/320/2001-05-09-foggy-fires.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I lowered my head and laught to my self..&lt;br /&gt;How can people take life without the pain and sorrow..&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the blue sky above me and went inside..&lt;br /&gt;Closing the door slowly behind me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kalima 8 aug 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/15251767-112360845266420424?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112360845266420424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112360845266420424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112360845266420424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112360845266420424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/08/little-angel-story.html' title='An little Angel story'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15251767.post-112358787119017213</id><published>2005-08-09T13:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T13:44:31.196+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Life,, and all the other stuff..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Hmm.. Life is somtimes a funny thing..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have a job.. that make the money, but not my life.. have a hobby that makes my life.. but no money.. have someone who loves me.. that i do not dare go for at the moment..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Catch 22...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Why do one have to Love anyway ?.. Why cant people just like eachother and find out if they maybe can be together for a long time (no romantick ever after in my belives)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Let us think about it.. the things we are told as kids...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;"When you get older you will find the one that you will char youre life with, like mum and dad!!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Then they go and get divorced.. And as a kid you do not understand that, but you still try to find this one person in youre life...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;After the one person get like 10 persons.. you stop beliving..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Then you strat to wonder.. why should ther be only one person in youre life anyway ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;And why does it have to be love in that relationship ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Couldnt it just be a good friend and fun sex ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Thn you see most of youre friends around you get enganged .. then they marry...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;And you still stands there alone..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;You are always th one that get the invitation "bring a friend" Hehe,, no punds to my friend Rexy who IS getting married.. (as it stood that in the invitation)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I am happy for all my friends that dare to do that,, who is loving someone like that..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I just do not dare at the moment to feel like that,, I see to much fun i wanna do.. and sometimes a boyfriend would get in the way.. maybe.. if i found someone like me.. or atleast some one that thinks a bit like me..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Like i always say.. Im never on the lookout for a partner, and im always on the look out for a partner.. *laught*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;But now i have lost the treath here ..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;*backtrack a bit*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Yeah,, we are told that we should get a good job after school, get a place to live .. etc etc.. good "normal" life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;For the most people that works.. then there are the so called "freaks, spesial, etc ect (you know what i meen) kinda people"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;That moves a lot becouse they cant get a job where they are at ze moment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Allways on the lookout for something diffrent..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have taken an diffrent path then my parents told me (and yeah, they got divorced) And my father support me on that, im not to sure of my mum..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have a kid i love, thats the only thing in my life in like 110% sure of here.. The rest is a blur..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Seems like the population is divided in 2.. the boys and girls that get this "normal" lifes, and the "nomads" lik me.. That dar to do stuff like moving to another contry and start over..but do not dare to give herself to one person..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Well.. is a weird thing,, isnt it ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15251767-112358787119017213?l=kalimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/feeds/112358787119017213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15251767&amp;postID=112358787119017213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112358787119017213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15251767/posts/default/112358787119017213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kalimas.blogspot.com/2005/08/life-and-all-other-stuff.html' title='Life,, and all the other stuff..'/><author><name>Kalinka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14546260021149997917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img173.imageshack.us/img173/1779/kalimaangel2nl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
