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term='singer'/><category term='Governor'/><category term='Teyana Taylor'/><title type='text'>LUSHH</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2011/10/encounter-must-see-movie-for-everyone.html' title='The Encounter: A Must See Movie for Everyone'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-3760442657779960874</id><published>2011-10-16T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T18:45:11.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Documentary You Will Love: Welcome to Lagos</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="227" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/11206466?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="227" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/11350180?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two episodes make me entirely proud of my country Nigeria. Proud because it shows that we are hardworking people who will strive to achieve our goals no matter what. These two episodes show the life of people living in the slums of Nigeria, yet they are still positive, and work harder than ever to achieve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-3760442657779960874?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3760442657779960874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=3760442657779960874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/3760442657779960874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/3760442657779960874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2011/10/documentary-you-will-love-welcome-to.html' title='A Documentary You Will Love: Welcome to Lagos'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-4790589953601296326</id><published>2011-06-23T03:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T03:43:48.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weak Slores We Call Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-drT1g65rgf8/TgL8abDhYcI/AAAAAAAAANc/TCCW0FK9n4w/s1600/800+do+the+right+thing+blu-ray10sd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-drT1g65rgf8/TgL8abDhYcI/AAAAAAAAANc/TCCW0FK9n4w/s400/800+do+the+right+thing+blu-ray10sd.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I imagine a time in my life where I thought everyone had innocent hearts like I me. Where there was more good than bad, and my parents were always right. I would watch cartoons on Saturday mornings when my mother would do our laundry as I ate a bowl of cereal. This innocence is a treasure that I hold on to when the world demands impurity and sin. But the world tries to rob me of this innocence, but I rather stay in my bubble of innocence while they enjoy what the evils of the world offer them. Nonetheless, years later I learned of course that no one is to be trusted. The heart is so&amp;nbsp;deceitful&amp;nbsp;and it only seeks its fleshly desires. Men think with their brain and women with their emotions. That scenario can go many ways, but a popular one is how men use their brain to manipulate women into&amp;nbsp;evoking&amp;nbsp;their sexual emotions, using them for what they want and trying this play on another woman.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;In my lifetime, other women can relate, I have come across a lot of womanizers and users. Men with one-track-minds that are set on just sex initially before even getting to know you. Or the users that want a lady to take care of them when they need. This guy and I went out to Ihop one day (I was young only 19) and he looked at me when we go to the register and said "Yeah she got it". The un-easy anger that rolled into my face in a split second only allowed me to laugh an say "I aint paying for that shit". Even though I knew him as a friend, he was still a user, and a woman with a penis.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But some of these guys have their eyes set on the prize, no matter the cost of dates, time spent, or sweet-nothings they'll have to whisper in your ear to get it. But ladies, you have to be smart and patient because the truth with come in about 2-3 months. Real intentions will begin to show as the guy is fishing for answers and reassurance that there is a "possibility" of some sort. (if he wants to continue to date you and is interested in being in a relationship, then decided what you want to do) Its amazing the role of a&amp;nbsp;deceitful&amp;nbsp;heart. At that point the heart works with the brain in order to reach its satisfaction, with consequences playing in the background on mute. But he's thinking, what do I have to loose? I've already spent money and time, its either I loose more money and time to find out that I don't get the booty or see whats up and be closer to getting it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Men are predictable, that is why you have to be un-predicable. What can you loose ladies? You've already made him spend his bread (hopefully) and his time, and on top of that, his mileage. Either let him off easy, offer friendship, or just stop answering.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I'm sure some guy reading this is like whoaaa ash, thats hardcore, is this what you do? And my answer is YES, HECK YES actually, but not on purpose. Its an innate reaction to bullshit. I don't automatically think that a guy is just trying to sleep with me when he approaches me, until the subject comes up, then its a bulls-eye. &amp;nbsp;Look at what kind of weak creatures we have walking this earth that are calling themselves men when their main motivation concerning women is SEX. Are you serious? What did you expect? To just come into my life, talk sweet to me, buy me dinner, &amp;nbsp;and I fall like raindrops into your hands? Nigga please. I know my worth, and you do too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sometimes I meet guys that after their&amp;nbsp;initial&amp;nbsp;stage of infatuation start to like me as a person. Thats cute.......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have quite a number of friends who have told me of stories of being&amp;nbsp;deceived&amp;nbsp;by men who JUST wanted to get in their pants. Its so sad that guys think it is okay to mislead many women just to higher their list of sexual&amp;nbsp;encounters&amp;nbsp;which in-turn limits their worth as a man. (Yeah having many sexual partners is only good for bragging to your homeboys, but when you reveal the number to anyone else, we'll probably be ashamed for you). I've never heard a girl saying she's like a guy to have at least slept with over 10 girls. They say experience, but not that kind of slore-ish experience. In essence, when you meet a woman, don't talk to her because you want to just have sex with her, talk to her because she's pretty and you'd like to get to know her. The results will be more satisfying when you pursue someone for the right reasons than the wrong reasons, because Karma works in magical ways, and it will bite you in the ass sooner or later, but most likely at the critical point in your life when you just wish it hadn't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And you ask why I call them weak, they're weak because they are not man enough to tell their intentions to a woman initially. Instead the connive and manipulate them in order to accomplish their plan. That is wack because clearly you're doing too much, even a guy who hires prostitiutes doesn't do that much work and he's getting a cheaper price. Trust me, it'll save you so much more money to get a hooker. A guy who can't be true to himself and whoever he is approaching is weak. There cannot even be confidence when you tell someone you just want to sleep with them, that is not a prideful statement, doesn't it sound so dirty? Yeah, like I said Weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;You can never know anyone's heart towards you, just your heart towards them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Anyway, I know some will take this personally. Don't. I am not speaking to anyone specific, I am referring to a series of events in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-4790589953601296326?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/4790589953601296326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=4790589953601296326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4790589953601296326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4790589953601296326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2011/06/weak-slores-we-call-men.html' title='The Weak Slores We Call Men'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-drT1g65rgf8/TgL8abDhYcI/AAAAAAAAANc/TCCW0FK9n4w/s72-c/800+do+the+right+thing+blu-ray10sd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-626260073463452180</id><published>2011-06-23T02:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T02:11:33.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"If you don't understand the value of people, you will misuse them" - Christine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-626260073463452180?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/626260073463452180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=626260073463452180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/626260073463452180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/626260073463452180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-you-dont-understand-value-of-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-450473436289116241</id><published>2011-02-28T01:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T01:40:39.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Life and Death is in the Tongue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhbfb54QAa1qhyymxo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhbfb54QAa1qhyymxo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Life is so interesting, especially the people that you come across. I'm blessed to see and have the ability to rationalize the views of these people I come across. Not that I agree with all of their views, but I can understand how why they could get to that point of view. But personally, I firmly stick to what I believe in (although I understand where they are coming from). Its like you as an independent soul living your day to day life has personal views that come from situations you have been through that have made you react to certain situations either rubbing you in a negative way or a positive way. Negative or positive, your understanding of how the world works is thus created. You have personal views of how things should be (or how you want them to be) but how will you react if what you think should, is not. The point that I'm getting at is that people individually have stigmatized views of what is socially accepted, what is good, what is bad, how women/men should act. But if we're such individuals, how can that possibly be true if everyone grew up in different lifestyles, having&amp;nbsp; many versatile understandings of the social norms the world tries to make us adapt. One subject is sex. Growing up, sex could be an act that in one person's household was allowed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;but with the practice of safe sex. But in another household, sex is only safe when its not practiced. Can you judge someone you meet for their views if that is the way they grew up? Would you really want to be responsible for tarnishing their respect for their wishes to abstain from sexual acts, or would you like to pervert their mind introducing them to sin just because of your sinful desires? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In my 22 years of living, I have come across people that like to dish out things, but can't take the same back. What you put out is what you get. Normally, people are not rude or disrespectful to each other unless they feel disrespected (although is isn't necessarily right to be disrespectful back). The type of aura you give, is what people around you will move on. Naturally, I am not the loudest girl in the group, I love a social place because being at home or in one environment does not satisfy me. I like being out my normal element. But people mistake a girl that likes to club, I used to when I first started at 18, but now I rather go to a bar, or a lounge, starbucks, a park, a hookah bar, just somewhere without the normal and expected elements that guys try to put me in (at home, watching a movie, talking, trying to kiss) look all that has been done, save that for Boring Betty. Life is too short to sit at home and watch movies all day. I can do that on my own (unless its a movie that is new and I want to see it, watching movies at home has to be a desire, not an automatic plan).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Your attitude depicts how I react to you. If you are funny, best believe I will call you so we can enjoy some laughs. If you are an intellectual, I will call you for point of view so we can discuss. If you love God, it will show (not just on Sunday's) but every time we discuss. No matter what, you will squeeze in a word or something you've read. Which is something I really admire in people who do have that relationship with God through my personal Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.&amp;nbsp; And if you don't, I really won't love you any less, but that will not stop me from sharing the word with. One of my friends, "Skrilla", I absolutely love to death because we have lengthy conversations about all of the above and more. We're just the best of friends, and I thank God for putting him in my life. Friendships like that only come a dime a dozen. We can not talk on the phone for weeks on end, and when we do end up talking, its as if it was just yesterday. I can not talk to another guy, and its like WW2 with all the "why haven't you called me" BS. But with us, its just mutual. When we talk, we will talk. Plus, distance does make the heart grow fonder.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The word that I want to spread to you today is to not expect any specific set of actions from anyone in order to tell how they feel about you. We have all been bruised in this battle of life, and the last thing we need is the pressure of someone else negatively misinterpreting what we do. Acts speak loud, but the power of Life and Death are in the tongue. Actions can be misinterpreted (how do I know this? I study psychology, they're still trying to figure out why people act the way they act) so listen more, ask more questions, because what may be an act of neglegence may be another person's way of screaming for attention. &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/8332935516963089605-450473436289116241?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/450473436289116241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=450473436289116241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/450473436289116241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/450473436289116241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2011/02/power-of-life-and-death-is-in-tongue.html' title='The Power of Life and Death is in the Tongue'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-5016251225601138833</id><published>2011-02-15T03:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T15:05:06.812-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Ain't No Child's Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfho9z3UOg1qd6jmwo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfho9z3UOg1qd6jmwo1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Love ain’t no childs play. Its deeper than a back-stab wound from an ex-lova to a faithful brotha that put his all into his brown-suga chocolate thang. It’s was all gravy in the beginning, but then she got comfortable, reciting childish lies, throwing them at him with two-year-old temper tantrums as if he was boo-boo the fool. He knew what was going on, but he took a train back to where it all started with her playful eyes. Now brotha wasn’t a stranger to the danger the girls call the “eye”. Danger because she could smash the homies, and danger because it was unknown territory. This “eye” does wonders, I mean it has the ability to let the receiver know he or she’s been chose. Like playa’s do. Call him a fool for seeing the signs but looking at that fine bottle of expensive wine of a body, all stop signs look like red-lights after 2am, so he ran them all. That weird curiosity, honestly, drove 17 muscles in his finely chiseled face to part his lips and smile, then effortlessly say “Hello beautiful”. In return, she let him in. She put her guard down, and playfully she, glanced back. She was a sight to see, eyes so deep with tunnels that ran directly to her soul. Etched on the walls were her thoughts and memories written with passion, truth, pain, desire, and a splash of love. Within that glimpse he wandered through those tunnels, learning about each splash of words. Dates went by and he explored her tunnels with questions and commanding doors to be opened. This tunnel grew deeper and deeper, steeper, rockier, darker, and colder. “Where does this lead?” He picked at the door with the sign written in blood, it read “The Real Me”. Taking a step in, the light shined so bright it seeped through his body. The room was so warm, and cozy, and an aura of love radiated like a fragrance he’d never smelled before. It was beauty at its prime stage. He felt so privileged she allowed him to see this side of her, a side that she only showed a man that took time to figure her out. A man who had patience, a man that loved her flaws, a man that was understanding, a man that did not criticize her for her past. A man that did not rush into sexual relations or feel that it was owed to him because of his courtship with her. At first, she played games in order to see if he could withstand her complexity, but after awhile when she noticed he wouldn’t give up, she gave in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Love, does conquer all, but it will take a man willing to wait to conquer his dream woman's heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-5016251225601138833?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5016251225601138833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=5016251225601138833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/5016251225601138833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/5016251225601138833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-aint-no-childs-play.html' title='Love Ain&apos;t No Child&apos;s Play'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-6392335694532669906</id><published>2011-01-25T02:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T02:54:58.992-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauryn Hill Speaks Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="374" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhj0heTiT35BfEW61u"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhj0heTiT35BfEW61u" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This entire month has been a rocky one, and week by week I've been thrown the same situation with one specific lesson to be learned. As I watched this video, it highlighted the same lesson that was in front of me all&amp;nbsp;throughout. "Conquer whats on the inside, before you conquer anything else". As Lauryn said, &lt;u&gt;you can expect to go out there and just annihilate all of your enemies if you can't even recognize that you yourself could be a&amp;nbsp;hindrance&amp;nbsp;and an enemy towards your own life&lt;/u&gt;. I personally know that I have a lot of work to do on the inside, and that God is not threw with me yet. I spend a lot of time by myself, thinking, planning, creating ideas, but the moment of truth is here, and I need to develop more character. Like she said, everybody has baggage. Plus, we're all younger than we think. God considers anyone younger than 100 years as a child. I'm glad I'm recognizing this earlier than necessary. I also noted that she spoke about substance being created after experience. They go hand in hand. Without experience, what story do you really have to tell? What lesson can you personally learn if you don't go through anything? Life is a test, a test to see if you can go through up's and downs, learning and mastership, and still come out righteous and still love the creator which sent you to this place. As Job said in the bible, we can't just accept only good from God. The world would be in eden.&amp;nbsp;Essentially&amp;nbsp;I will continue to pray for knowledge, wisdom, and understanding. I will also pray to KNOW HOW TO LOVE (hmm, good idea for a future post).&amp;nbsp;&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/8332935516963089605-6392335694532669906?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6392335694532669906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=6392335694532669906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/6392335694532669906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/6392335694532669906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2011/01/lauryn-hill-speaks-truth.html' title='Lauryn Hill Speaks Truth'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-7991753653090762012</id><published>2011-01-19T04:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T04:36:23.855-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mornin Laughs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le4fb0OyAP1qb8a3ro1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le4fb0OyAP1qb8a3ro1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Last year I was curious enough about the male species to create a 21 Questioned Quiz, which I administered over the phone to some and the rest I did in person. It was all about Bachelors, and the lives they live. Some were current bachelors, and one was not. Each week, I will combine each of their answers for a specific question. &amp;nbsp;I bet you're wondering why I spent my time asking these questions to these men, but I did it because I know it is essential to the lives of the general public (women mostly) because women do things that get ruled out as "wife" material and into the "bopper" or the girl they just go to for shit. I asked a lot of juicy questions, and believe me I got some REAL JUICY answers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Question&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;What type of girls do you look for?&lt;/u&gt; (Personality, looks, intellectual ability, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Responses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"Funny, something going for herself, supportive of what he does, a female that compliments you, plays her position (lets him do what he does, helps him, doesn't nag). "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Goal-oriented, funny, laid-back, sensual (in touch with their femininity), freaky, honest with you and herself"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"Grown woman, funny, smart, saved"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"Smart, pretty, fun, church going, open minded, well dressed"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"Funny, outgoing, her personality has to be sexy, will be open to anything depending on what it is"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Genuine, nice person, kind-hearted, sense of humor, good values, morals, strong religious beliefs, spontaneous, educated, business oriented"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Funny, nice, laid back, smart, good cook"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Laid back, chill with, freaky, able to talk to, hold a convo, can play with (can tae a joke), but knows when to get serious, smart girl, good hygiene."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Talker, has a backbone, will argue, very opinionated,&amp;nbsp;Nose and smile"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Smart, funny, honest (main), polite, has manners, well dressed (fly),"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Smart, laid back, cool, outgoing, funny, talk to about anything, not a liar, classy, friendly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Intelligent girl, sense of humor, open-minded"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Outgoing,&amp;nbsp;Nice smile,&amp;nbsp;Funny,&amp;nbsp;Doing something with themselves,&amp;nbsp;Makes you work for her love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As you can see these are each&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;quotes from the interviews I did and each guy had the same type of response. I did an un-biased one-on-one interview with each guy, so they didn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;'t have any idea what the other guys said..until after the interview. Ladies, this is what men what. A cool, laid-back girl, that can make them laugh, teach them something new with her intellect, smell good, be honest, can make a good meal, and etc. Do a check-list of yourself, are you even close to what these guys described? Any man will love you for you even if you can't provide all the above, but would you want to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;overachieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and satisfy your man in every way if he does for you? Like I said, this is to benefit the women, because some just wonder why they DON'T have a man.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stay tuned for the next question...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-8353657039595043998?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8353657039595043998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=8353657039595043998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/8353657039595043998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/8353657039595043998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-men-answered-in-my-bachelors-quiz.html' title='What Men Answered in my &quot;Bachelor&apos;s Quiz&quot; (Episode 1)'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-6564917952997239646</id><published>2010-12-27T02:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T02:37:34.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion at Second Meet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le2o0jfrwn1qcnwu8o1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le2o0jfrwn1qcnwu8o1_500.png" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He kissed me, and I kissed him back. Lips so soft I didn't want to kiss him too hard so as to not damage them. Eyes close to seal the moment. It felt so unreal. I haven't enjoyed kissing like this in awhile. Was that a chill? Wait though, lets rewind a bit, how it did we get HERE, in the room, with our lips colliding in such a magical force pushing them together. Its a story of passion at second meet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;..earlier that night&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We were all having normal conversation, about life, men, women, music, anything you could think of. As more people started to get comfortable with themselves, the shots started to take their effect. Couple shots of patron and some more shots of vodka can take their toll on a girl that hasn't felt a buzz in awhile. I&amp;nbsp;precoded&amp;nbsp;to work the room, conversing with men and women of different walks of life. I love conversation, it really rules the nation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ok, so as the night went on, I hear these bee's in my ear pretty much accusing me of not being able to hold my liq-or. C'mon, I'ma grown ass woman, I got this. So I proceeded to flow around the room, having good time. Then he walks up to me, asks me how I feel. I look up laughing like, "Good, but, why you keep askin?" Deep in my soul, something said he cared thats why. But, how &amp;nbsp;can my soul say that its just our second meet?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Cause for some reason &amp;nbsp;I feel like I'm supposed to look out for you, like a big brother or somethin...lil sis" - His words interrupted my entire drunken thought process. My loud ass says... "Lil sister? Oh nooo, I'm not down". He wonders why, and I couldn't even explain why. Next memory is him guiding me over to the couch to discuss more. He asked me questions from then on, and I remember him liking my answers so much as to give me a couple high-fives. The questions are still a blur.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Blurry as my eyes. But I caught I glimpse of his watch, and I wanted to wear it. So I asked. He told me it has sentimental value and blahblahlah, and he said he had another one and it was located at home, in his room. To the room we went, but no watch, just a kiss. And more kisses. And even MORE kisses. Just kisses though, nothing more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But...my head was spinning. I told him, and he kissed my forehead and told me that, that should help. I opened my eyes, but it was still spinning. Another kiss. I opened my eyes, to see the room wasn't&amp;nbsp;spinning&amp;nbsp;anymore. Hmm, I hope this isn't juju magic lol. I was relieved though, but how did we get there?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Either way, I kind of needed that spark. Needed, and indirectly wanted it. It felt too right. Usually when guys kiss me, I dread it and cringe inside, but not that time. Thank You&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/8332935516963089605-6564917952997239646?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6564917952997239646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=6564917952997239646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/6564917952997239646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/6564917952997239646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/12/passion-at-second-meet.html' title='Passion at Second Meet'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-3758940726455437646</id><published>2010-12-27T01:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T15:00:05.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cockblocking Must Come To an End</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldte7hlO1q1qaw2ulo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldte7hlO1q1qaw2ulo1_500.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Don't charge me up for being away from you for so long, but a new post is beyond over due. This is my&amp;nbsp;therapy.. so lets get right on to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Over the past few weeks I've&amp;nbsp;experienced&amp;nbsp;two crazy situations. The first situation happened during a party that I was invited to by one of my homeboys. I got there sober, so I was laid back waiting for the partying to get poppington.com.. after awhile people started to arrive, but it he seemed to want to be under me the entire time. See me, I'm not for that. It got&amp;nbsp;irritating, like my dude, STEP OFF! Its a party setting, can I get my swerve on sitting where I am, and not be pestered? STOP THE CUFFING IN THE PARTYS unless she's your main guys! Women don't like that. But that wasn't even the worst part. I walked behind a couple of guys in order to get a napkin, and they obviously were choosing, cause all 3 of their heads followed my direction. I was bored, and they entertained me with jokes, and one guy liked my voice. Anyway, one guy ultimately&amp;nbsp;enforced&amp;nbsp;the rule that whoever peeped first gets the girl, and so he gave me his number (after much&amp;nbsp;hesitation&amp;nbsp;because he thought I wasnt going to call) then UP walks my friend that invited me, and pulls my arm and walks me away from them. WTF! It felt like an out of body experience, like "Is this really happening in your life" type moment. FLAG ON THE PLAY! What kind of cockblockin was that! He got an aggressive text that day smh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Playas, STOP THE COCKBLOCKIN. Playas always get chose, if your game is tight, she know it is already. Don't sweat the small stuff. Cute girls will always get chose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-3758940726455437646?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3758940726455437646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=3758940726455437646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/3758940726455437646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/3758940726455437646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Life is like a house, each day there is a new guest, which demand attention and hospitality (your life issues/ordeals). In order for your home not to be destroyed, manage your guests by nightly evaluations which including problem solving techniques. Next, put them in motion. Look, if you don't evaluate yourself, your life, your character, YOU period, how will you ever know if you're having progress. Sit down, check on you, write a list of things you notice in you that you can work on, write the ordeals that happen that day and possible ways to come about them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;..you'll need it, cause trust me, you'll get about 2-3 guests a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-2776296353101876891</id><published>2010-04-14T01:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T04:03:35.939-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the making of a slave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Willie lynch letter'/><title type='text'>DISTURBING: The Willie Lynch Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The Making Of A Slave!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This speech was delivered by Willie Lynch on the bank of the James River in the colony of Virginia in 1712. Lynch was aBritish slave owner in the West Indies. He was invited to the colony of Virginia in 1712 to teach his methods to slaveowners there. The term "lynching" is derived from his last name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;December 25, 1712&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Gentlemen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I greet you here on the bank of the James River in the year of our Lord one thousand seven hundred and twelve. First, Ishall thank you, the gentlemen of the Colony of Virginia, for bringing me here. I am here to help you solve some of yourproblems with slaves. Your invitation reached me on my modest plantation in the West Indies, where I have experimentedwith some of the newest and still the oldest methods for control of slaves. Ancient Rome's would envy us if my program isimplemented.As our boat sailed south on the James River, named for our illustrious King, whose version of the Bible we cherish, I sawenough to know that your problem is not unique. While Rome used cords of wood as crosses for standing human bodiesalong its highways in great numbers, you are here using the tree and the rope on occasions. I caught the whiff of a deadslave hanging from a tree, a couple miles back. You are not only losing valuable stock by hangings, you are havinguprisings, slaves are running away, your crops are sometimes left in the fields too long for maximum profit, You sufferoccasional fires, your animals are killed.Gentlemen, you know what your problems are; I do not need to elaborate. I am not here to enumerate your problems, Iam here to introduce you to a method of solving them. In my bag here, I have a foolproof method for controlling your blackslaves. I guarantee every one of you that if installed correctly it will control the slaves for at least 300 years [2012]. Mymethod is simple. Any member of your family or your overseer can use it. I have outlined a number of differences amongthe slaves and make the differences bigger. I use fear, distrust and envy for control.These methods have worked on my modest plantation in the West Indies and it will work throughout the South. Take thissimple little list of differences and think about them. On top of my list is "age" but it's there only because it starts with an"A." The second is "COLOR" or shade, there is intelligence, size, sex, size of plantations and status on plantations,attitude of owners, whether the slaves live in the valley, on a hill, East, West, North, South, have fine hair, course hair, oris tall or short. Now that you have a list of differences, I shall give you an outline of action, but before that, I shall assureyou that distrust is stronger than trust and envy stronger than adulation, respect or admiration. The Black slaves afterreceiving this indoctrination shall carry on and will become self refueling and self generating for hundreds of years, maybethousands. Don't forget you must pitch the old black Male vs. the young black Male, and the young black Male against theold black male. You must use the dark skin slaves vs. the light skin slaves, and the light skin slaves vs. the dark skinslaves. You must use the female vs. the male. And the male vs. the female. You must also have you white servants andoverseers distrust all Blacks. It is necessary that your slaves trust and depend on us. They must love, respect and trustonly us. Gentlemen, these kits are your keys to control. Use them. Have your wives and children use them, never miss an opportunity. If used intensely for one year, the slaves themselves will remain perpetually distrustful of each other.Thank you gentlemen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lets Make a Slave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It was the interest and business of slave holders to study human nature, and the slave nature in particular, with a view topractical results. I and many of them attained astonishing proficiency in this direction. They had to deal not with earth,wood and stone, but with men and by every regard they had for their own safety and prosperity they needed to know thematerial on which they were to work. Conscious of the injustice and wrong they were every hour perpetuating andknowing what they themselves would do. Were they the victims of such wrongs? They were constantly looking for the firstsigns of the dreaded retribution. They watched, therefore with skilled and practiced eyes, and learned to read with greataccuracy, the state of mind and heart of the slave, through his sable face. Unusual sobriety, apparent abstractions,sullenness and indifference indeed, any mood out of the common was afforded ground for suspicion and inquiry.Let us make a slave. What do we need? First of all we need a black nigger man, a pregnant nigger woman and her babynigger boy. Second, we will use the same basic principle that we use in breaking a horse, combined with some moresustaining factors. What we do with horses is that we break them from one form of life to another that is we reduce themfrom their natural state in nature. Whereas nature provides them with the natural capacity to take care of their offspring,we break that natural string of independence from them and thereby create a dependenc status, so that we maybe ableto get from them useful production for our business and pleasure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cardinal Principles for making a Negro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For fear that our future Generations may not understand the principles of breaking both of the beast together, the niggerand the horse. We understand that short range planning economics results in periodic economic chaos; so that to avoidturmoil in the economy, it requires us to have breath and depth in long range comprehensive planning, articulating bothskill sharp perceptions. We lay down the following principles for long range comprehensive economic planning. Bothhorse and niggers is no good to the economy in the wild or natural state. Both must be broken and tied together fororderly production. For orderly future, special and particular attention must be paid to the female and the youngestoffspring. Both must be crossbred to produce a variety and division of labor. Both must be taught to respond to a peculiarnew language. Psychological and physical instruction of containment must be created for both. We hold the six cardinalprinciples as truth to be self evident, based upon the following the discourse concerning the economics of breaking andtying the horse and the nigger together, all inclusive of the six principles laid down about. NOTE: Neither principle alonewill suffice for good economics. All principles must be employed for orderly good of the nation. Accordingly, both a wildhorse and a wild or nature nigger is dangerous even if captured, for they will have the tendency to seek their customaryfreedom, and in doing so, might kill you in your sleep. You cannot rest. They sleep while you are awake, and are awakewhile you are asleep. They are dangerous near the family house and it requires too much labor to watch them away fromthe house. Above all, you cannot get them to work in this natural state. Hence both the horse and the nigger must bebroken; that is breaking them from one form of mental life to another. Keep the body take the mind! In other words breakthe will to resist. Now the breaking process is the same for both the horse and the nigger, only slightly varying in degrees.But as we said before, there is an art in long range economic planning. You must keep your eye and thoughts on thefemale and the offspring of the horse and the nigger. A brief discourse in offspring development will shed light on the keyto sound economic principles. Pay little attention to the generation of original breaking, but concentrate on futuregenerations.Therefore, if you break the female mother, she will break the offspring in its early years of development and when theoffspring is old enough to work, she will deliver it up to you, for her normal female protective tendencies will have beenlost in the original breaking process. For example take the case of the wild stud horse, a female horse and an alreadyinfant horse and compare the breaking process with two captured nigger males in their natural state, a pregnant niggerwoman with her infant offspring. Take the stud horse, break him for limited containment.Completely break the female horse until she becomes very gentle, whereas you or anybody can ride her in her comfort.Breed the mare and the stud until you have the desired offspring. Then you can turn the stud to freedom until you needhim again. Train the female horse where by she will eat out of your hand, and she will in turn train the infant horse to eatout of your hand also. When it comes to breaking the uncivilized nigger, use the same process, but vary the degree andstep up the pressure, so as to do a complete reversal of the mind. Take the meanest and most restless nigger, strip him ofhis clothes in front of the remaining male niggers, the female, and the nigger infant, tar and feather him, tie each leg to adifferent horse faced in opposite directions, set him a fire and beat both horses to pull him apart in front of the remainingnigger. The next step is to take a bull whip and beat the remaining nigger male to the point of death, in front of the femaleand the infant. Don't kill him, but put the fear of God in him, for he can be useful for future breeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The Breaking Process of the African Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Take the female and run a series of tests on her to see if she will submit to your desires willingly. Test her in every way,because she is the most important factor for good economics. If she shows any sign of resistance in submittingcompletely to your will, do not hesitate to use the bull whip on her to extract that last bit of resistance out of her. Take carenot to kill her, for in doing so, you spoil good economic. When in complete submission, she will train her off springs in theearly years to submit to labor when the become of age. Understanding is the best thing. Therefore, we shall go deeperinto this area of the subject matter concerning what we have produced here in this breaking process of the female nigger.We have reversed the relationship in her natural uncivilized state she would have a strong dependency on the uncivilizednigger male, and she would have a limited protective tendency toward her independent male offspring and would raisemale off springs to be dependent like her. Nature had provided for this type of balance. We reversed nature by burningand pulling a civilized nigger apart and bull whipping the other to the point of death, all in her presence. By her being leftalone, unprotected, with the male image destroyed, the ordeal caused her to move from her psychological dependentstate to a frozen independent state. In this frozen psychological state of independence, she will raise her male and femaleoffspring in reversed roles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For fear of the young males life she will psychologically train him to be mentally weak and dependent, but physicallystrong. Because she has become psychologically independent, she will train her female off springs to be psychologicalindependent. What have you got? You've got the nigger women out front and the nigger man behind and scared. This is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;erfect situation of sound sleep and economic. Before the breaking process, we had to be alertly on guard at all times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now we can sleep soundly, for out of frozen fear his woman stands guard for us. He cannot get past her early slavemolding process. He is a good tool, now ready to be tied to the horse at a tender age. By the time a nigger boy reachesthe age of sixteen, he is soundly broken in and ready for a long life of sound and efficient work and the reproduction of aunit of good labor force. Continually through the breaking of uncivilized savage nigger, by throwing the nigger femalesavage into a frozen psychological state of independence, by killing of the protective male image, and by creating asubmissive dependent mind of the nigger male slave, we have created an orbiting cycle that turns on its own axis forever,unless a phenomenon occurs and re shifts the position of the male and female slaves. We show what we mean byexample. Take the case of the two economic slave units and examine them closely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The Nigger Marriage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We breed two nigger males with two nigger females. Then we take the nigger males away from them and keep themmoving and working. Say one nigger female bears a nigger female and the other bears a nigger male. Both niggerfemales being without influence of the nigger male image, frozen with an independent psychology, will raise their offspringinto reverse positions. The one with the female offspring will teach her to be like herself, independent and negotiable (wenegotiate with her, through her, by her, we negotiate her at will). The one with the nigger male offspring, she being frozenwith a subconscious fear for his life, will raise him to be mentally dependent and weak, but physically strong, in otherwords, body over mind. Now in a few years when these two offspring's become fertile for early reproduction we will mateand breed them and continue the cycle. That is good, sound, and long range comprehensive planning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Warning: Possible Interloping Negatives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Earlier we talked about the non economic good of the horse and the nigger in their wild or natural state; we talked out theprinciple of breaking and tying them together for orderly production. Furthermore, we talked about paying particularattention to the female savage and her offspring for orderly future planning, then more recently we stated that, byreversing the positions of the male and female savages, we created an orbiting cycle that turns on its own axis foreverunless a phenomenon occurred and resift and positions of the male and female savages. Our experts warned us aboutthe possibility of this phenomenon occurring, for they say that the mind has a strong drive to correct and re-correct itselfover a period of time if I can touch some substantial original historical base, and they advised us that the best way to dealwith the phenomenon is to shave off the brute's mental history and create a multiplicity of phenomena of illusions, so thateach illusion will twirl in its own orbit, something similar to floating balls in a vacuum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This creation of multiplicity of phenomena of illusions entails the principle of crossbreeding the nigger and the horse as westated above, the purpose of which is to create a diversified division of labor thereby creating different levels of labor anddifferent values of illusion at each connecting level of labor. The results of which is the severance of the points of originalbeginnings for each sphere illusion. Since we feel that the subject matter may get more complicated as we proceed inlaying down our economic plan concerning the purpose, reason and effect of crossbreeding horses and nigger, we shalllay down the following definition terms for future generations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Orbiting cycle means a thing turning in a given path.Axis means upon which or around which a body turns.Phenomenonmeans something beyond ordinary conception and inspires awe and wonder.Multiplicity means a great number. Spheremeans a globe.Cross breeding a horse means taking a horse and breeding it with an ass and you get a dumb backwardass long headed mule that is not reproductive nor productive by itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Crossbreeding niggers mean taking so many drops of good white blood and putting them into as many nigger women aspossible, varying the drops by the various tone that you want, and then letting them breed with each other untilanother cycle of color appears as you desire. What this means is this; Put the niggers and the horse in a breeding pot, mixsome assess and some good white blood and what do you get? You got a multiplicity of colors of ass backward, unusual niggers, running, tied to a backward ass long headed mule, the one productive of itself, the other sterile. (The oneconstant, the other dying, we keep the nigger constant for we may replace the mules for another tool) both mule andnigger tied to each other, neither knowing where the other came from and neither productive for itself, nor without eachother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Control the Language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Crossbreeding completed, for further severance from their original beginning, we must completely annihilate the mothertongue of both the new nigger and the new mule and institute a new language that involves the new life's work of both.You know language is a peculiar institution. It leads to the heart of a people. The more a foreigner knows about thelanguage of another country the more he is able to move through all levels of that society. Therefore, if the foreigner is anenemy of the country, to the extent that he knows the body of the language, to that extent is the country vulnerable toattack or invasion of a foreign culture. For example, if you take a slave, if you teach him all about your language, he willknow all your secrets, and he is then no more a slave, for you can't fool him any longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For example, if you told a slave that he must perform in getting out "our crops" and he knows the language well, he would know that "our crops" didn'tmean "our crops" and the slavery system would break down, for he would relate on the basis of what "our crops" reallymeant. So you have to be careful in setting up the new language for the slaves would soon be in your house, talking toyou "man to man" and that is death to our economic system. In addition, the definitions of words or terms are only aminute part of the process. Values are created and transported by communication through the body of the language. Atotal society has many interconnected value system. All the values in the society have bridges of language to connectthem for orderly working in the society. But for these language bridges, these many value systems would sharply clashand cause internal strife or civil war, the degree of the conflict being determined by the magnitude of the issues or relativeopposing strength in whatever form.For example, if you put a slave in a hog pen and train him to live there and incorporate in him to value it as a way of lifecompletely, the biggest problem you would have out of him is that he would worry you about provisions to keep the hogpen clean, or the same hog pen and make a slip and incorporate something in his language where by he comes to valuea house more than he does his hog pen, you got a problem. He will soon be in your house.&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/8332935516963089605-2776296353101876891?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2776296353101876891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=2776296353101876891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/2776296353101876891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/2776296353101876891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/04/disturbing-willie-lynch-letter.html' title='DISTURBING: The Willie Lynch Letter'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-4566594227390237440</id><published>2010-03-30T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T01:20:21.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind Leading the Blind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Snd3b1uQ3kI/AAAAAAAAAI8/60bJo0PdP10/s1600-h/beauti.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365888801196531266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Snd3b1uQ3kI/AAAAAAAAAI8/60bJo0PdP10/s400/beauti.bmp" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 260px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;America continues to serve as a blind country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind to the darkness that surrounds it. Darkness that flows as we just go with the wind. The trickery, chaos, tragedy, the numerous deaths. What do you personally feel is the cause of all of this atrocity? Honestly, take a 2minute break, and think, these things happen around us everyday, what is the cause? Me, I don't think its chance. Things don't just happen ok. I feel that forces from another realm cause a lot of it.  Yeah it might sound like crazy talk, but there is more to what our naked eyes can see.  What are these forces doing you ask? They are there to create havoc. But not for everyone, the forces tend to usually try those who are not spiritually strong, with lack of a better way to explain, see a lost pedestrian and take them for a dangerous ride, hopefully leaving them with their lives. Or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Americans believe that "Witchcraft" is just a long told tale to scare kids. The neighborhood witch on the cartoons with the house that creeps everyone out when they walk by. Ha. I laugh at you all.  But thats another post. Now what of the talk that even that demons do not exist and walk amongst us as if they fit in. WAKE UP. In Hosea 4:6 it says "My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge: because thou hast rejected knowledge, I will also reject thee, that thou shalt be no priest to me: seeing thou hast forgotten the law of thy God, I will also forget thy children."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut throat isn't it. I really am not here to preach, I just recite where my thoughts roam. And this is where it landed. How America lives life, worried about the WRONG thing. MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY. is the motivation. Putting it before God, meaning you are worshiping it. Yet, the contridictory factor is that everyone still recites, More MONEY more PROBLEMS. Yes, money does help, but If God is for you, who can really be against you? He will bless you if you make his business your business. Think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to where I was going with this post. I feel that overall, if people could grasp the evil that lurks at night, destroying lives, raping women, murdering parents, breaking up happy homes, leaving kids as orphans, or even causing accidents, it would give your minds a greater understanding of how blind people really are. And how we are blinded on purpose by our schedules, television, radio, idle time. We are not here just here, just to be here. We are here to captivate people and live a legacy that promotes love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying every night is not enough to get you where you want to go darlin. Reading some verses in the bible will not prepare you for satan because he really knows the bible from beginning to end. It takes the one thing everyone who calls themselves a Christian is really trying to actually do, and that is to Give up EVERY inch of their lives to serve God. Thats it. If you cant, watch you continue to be tried by this darkness that you yourself have invited and allowed to have a right to vist you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note also that people can see the potential in you to sprout into greatness, but will deviate you from that by sucking you into their evil ways and bad habits, so you will eventually, turn up like them. WAKE UP WORLD. Cause its dinner time, and theey're ready to eat you alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-4566594227390237440?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/4566594227390237440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=4566594227390237440' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4566594227390237440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4566594227390237440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/blind-leading-blind.html' title='Blind Leading the Blind'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Snd3b1uQ3kI/AAAAAAAAAI8/60bJo0PdP10/s72-c/beauti.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-2886304008635361180</id><published>2010-03-21T18:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T19:02:33.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhianna: Disturbing the peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20081214/300.Rihanna.121408.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20081214/300.Rihanna.121408.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', Geneva, Helvetica, SunSans-Regular, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', Geneva, Helvetica, SunSans-Regular, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Geneva, Ari; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On October 22, 2009&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tiffany Evans posted online about Rihanna, and her new album Russian Roulette:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Russian Roulette= Suicidal Rate gon sky rocket!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;You gotta watch what u say. Because there are a lot of weak people in the world. They are susceptible to anything so anything you say or do some people actually do listen. So make sure its nothing bad. Its okay to be deep,but not murder deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Man! I really wish I could tell you guys what the industry really is and what stars are apart of destroying this world. The stars who worship satan,and those who have killed to get the respect they have now. You’d be verrrry surprise. Some of your favorite people pretend to worship God but they only do that to save face. Or seem innocent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Satan was head of music in heaven. He uses influential people…to help influence the world. Think about that. Once u make a certain amount of money. Just know that that’s when they ask u to join. To get in you have accept the beast, worship. Once you join they assist u with ur career.make u huge.only if u agree and obey to destroy Gods word.and his children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ppl listen and pay attention. Its a war going on right now between Good and Evil. Evil will rule this world for a min. The people that have this power are the people that RULE the whole world. I’m done I won’t say anymore before I get in trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If you're one of my readers, you'd think I wrote this. Moreover, I couldn't have said it better myself. Touche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-2886304008635361180?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2886304008635361180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=2886304008635361180' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/2886304008635361180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/2886304008635361180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/03/disturbing-peace.html' title='Rhianna: Disturbing the peace'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-6120460157851286065</id><published>2010-03-20T03:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T01:05:39.617-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay-Z: My Outlook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm sure you're heard or even speculated yourself that Jay-Z is apart of the Freemasons. Videos, comments, and other sources of media have filled the internet and tv stations on this speculation. Evidence so blatantly undeniable to even a common fool. I'm not concerned with him as an individual because he has made his own decision, yet I'm concerned for those being taken captive by his words, so smooth, so clever, so finely presented. Which one us can honestly say that a sweet talker couldn't talk you out of something precious to you. But, that which is most precious that the evils seek is your soul. Day and night people wage war to win each of our souls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How do you honestly think evil people will win over your soul? Do you think it is by throwing atrocities and hardships your way? Hurting you? Deceiving you? Or lavishing you with riches, fame, money, women, properties? I you guess that, then you are correct. Why&amp;nbsp; would they want to mistreat you, who would follow someone that mistreats them? Those kind of people are not loyal are they? NO. And thats what they want, loyal people who are willing to help them accomplish their plan. (What is their plan you ask? I will get to that) Yet let it be understood that anything that the devil gives with his right hand, he still takes back from it with his left hand. As the quote goes "Mo money, mo problems". UNTRUE. The God that I serve gives with no sorrow added. Now that you have that understanding that evil people will lure you in with things that seem like "fine" things, the question is how can you tell apart what is God's fine things and what are the devils "fine" things? Understand that the devil does not come to to steal, kill, and to destroy. That is his plan, and to carry out his plan he needs followers. Besides his demons, he will use people. You already know how they get this people, but the key is that the devil will try to always replicate what God does. Now apply the no sorrow added rule that God has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Moving on, I want to tackle Jay-Z's subject. People argue that his music is just mere entertainment. Music is not just entertainment. A person in a happy mood can change to a sad mood, a sad mood to a happy mood. It's influential. Its at times soothing to the soul. The devil was the most beautiful and the best singer in the choir when he was in heaven. It is understood that he is amongst us humans on this earth, and that he is recruiting people to join him at his end. Why wouldn't he use music is what I want to ask everyone? What would stop him if he was the best at it in heaven. And that's all they do in heaven (haha like i been there) is to praise God. Moreover, the influence that Jay-Z has on people is mighty. I know a guy who said God forgive him, that he practically "worshiped Jay-Z" at one point.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I see it like this, as we build the Christian army, the evil are building theirs through several means. Be aware of what you are persuing. Because the difference between me as a Christian is that I accept Jesus Christ as my personal Lord and Savior and I believe that he died on the cross for you and I. The Lamb of God.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some people argue that its just a ploy for him to make money. But how? He's mad his millions, he sold rocafella for more than 200 million dollars. He does tours, his wife is a millionaire also. He has a bunch of new artists. His new clothing line. He's made his money man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;On the Empire State of Mind song. He said that "Jesus cant save you, life starts when the church ends". People say that he's talking about a girl in that verse right? My first point is that if he is talking a girl in that song, why doesn't his video reflect that? 2nd point, that line is a statement. He's the one thats describing the girl, he's the one that feels that Jesus cant save her, life starts when the church ends. It's not the girls feelings towards the situation, it his. Right? He could've said "Jesus can't save her, her life starts when the church ends" so steer him clear, but he worded it as his personal statement on her situation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To Be cont...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-6120460157851286065?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' 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x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freaks get &lt;strong&gt;CHOSE,&lt;/strong&gt; regular chicks get &lt;strong&gt;MARRIED&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Which one are you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-2044484248802315155?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2044484248802315155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=2044484248802315155' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-4152498786060073091</id><published>2010-03-08T23:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T13:25:43.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily musical diet;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...I found great music&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hGjQZhRbArk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hGjQZhRbArk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While jamin' sir Nicolay, I stumbled upon her..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G3BPdGEYM2U&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G3BPdGEYM2U&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havana - Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/28oZcIOCybY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/28oZcIOCybY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She posses such a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;beautiful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;voice&lt;/span&gt;, this is exactly what I've been missing. I've had enough &lt;s&gt;Rihanna &lt;/s&gt;and be-&lt;s&gt;Non'ce&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j3TDoeUU7qs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j3TDoeUU7qs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like his remix.. so neo-soul'esk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**GO GET HAVANA'S ALBUM!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-4152498786060073091?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/4152498786060073091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=4152498786060073091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4152498786060073091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4152498786060073091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/03/daily-musical-diet.html' title='Daily musical diet;'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-2357131140684906877</id><published>2010-03-08T22:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T12:17:20.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I fell in love with New York</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sELR5SLXABI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sELR5SLXABI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Summer in NY is the epitome of how a summer should be. Brooklyn brownstones, stoops, and chocolate men dressed to the T. This video is what made me feen to live in New York, when that man walked down the stairs with his&amp;nbsp;boom box, put the tape in, and the song started. Pure bliss to my ears. Shout out to the producer It's my version of Disney Land. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S5XPmm3MueI/AAAAAAAAAKk/UClopjSNTGU/s1600-h/menjojo.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S5XPmm3MueI/AAAAAAAAAKk/UClopjSNTGU/s320/menjojo.PNG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i need to go back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-2357131140684906877?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2357131140684906877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=2357131140684906877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/2357131140684906877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/2357131140684906877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-i-fell-in-love-with-new-york.html' title='Why I fell in love with New York'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S5XPmm3MueI/AAAAAAAAAKk/UClopjSNTGU/s72-c/menjojo.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-5813305618379637809</id><published>2010-03-02T23:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T23:23:48.910-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='segregation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='integration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black beauty'/><title type='text'>What if segregation still went on?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2248/1508843139_70f834c81d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="72" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2248/1508843139_70f834c81d.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vanityfair.com/images/politics/2007/09/poar01_littlerock0709.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="203" src="http://www.vanityfair.com/images/politics/2007/09/poar01_littlerock0709.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.inquisitr.com/wp-content/limbaugh-segregation1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://www.inquisitr.com/wp-content/limbaugh-segregation1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;What if we had NO integration and all black children went to all black schools with black teachers? I have to agree with my teach Mrs. Williams that the black teachers would have nurtured us&amp;nbsp; and taught us to embrace our beautiful black shades and our culture. They would have given us a lesson on our history and why where are here, and given us hope to aspire beyond the sea because we are STRONG BLACK PEOPLE. But now a days, well as I was growing up, being my color and being African most importantly got me into many word spats. Black kids would call me and "African-booty scratcher" and tease me about my name, as if I was less than them. I was always confused as to where they came from since they were same color as me. Like, why are you calling me names when we both are black?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I honestly think its because their parents lacked the education and connection with Africans and so therefore they had no knowledge to say about Africa or Africans. They couldn't inform their kids on where they specifically came from, as If the past generation were embarrassed of losing such a connection. And when someone is embarrassed of something, they tend to suppress that memory. If the memory is suppressed, how can it be retrieved to pass on. This cycle has been going on for years, and I have to remind my sister every day that black is beautiful and that there is nothing wrong with it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;And not to mention some teachers these days are good for nothing, they treat this job just like the title "a job". But means so much more, because at times the teacher spends more time with the children than the parents do. They're cultivating the children in their classes. Yet, they're worried about getting a check.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I don't think integration did anything but separate us Black people the more. We should've asked for the same quality of education that the white students were getting, but still having the choice to stay at our black schools. Because now we have some of these crappy white teachers who don't give a shit about the black children. And render them useless from day one. I'm sure some black teachers do the same, but I'd find that rare because they'd try to at least identify with their own kind first. So what can we do now to change these styles that teachers have? What can we do to erase this negative thought that tends to instill in our minds at an early age that BLACK is bad or negative?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Because, the future of our children is at stake. And I can't have my children's mind polluted with lies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-5813305618379637809?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5813305618379637809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=5813305618379637809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/5813305618379637809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/5813305618379637809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-if-segregation-still-went-on.html' title='What if segregation still went on?'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2248/1508843139_70f834c81d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-5262594467616813831</id><published>2010-03-02T22:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:37:49.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GeTUxv00A1o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GeTUxv00A1o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;112 - U Already Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;This song takes me back to an age of REAL MUSIC. Especially sexy chocolate men that could sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;I wish we had music with passion and substance these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I MISS IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-5262594467616813831?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5262594467616813831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=5262594467616813831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/5262594467616813831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/5262594467616813831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/03/real-music.html' title='Real Music'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-7376183798317364019</id><published>2010-02-16T02:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T15:11:04.189-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kush and Orange Juice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wizzle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wiz Khalifa'/><title type='text'>Wiz Khalifa - This Plane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="374" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshh4I2Bj9qy2GhPN4gA"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshh4I2Bj9qy2GhPN4gA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;He's too thoed. His voice is too smooth like... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethin special..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/09yJaomrpPY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/09yJaomrpPY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-7376183798317364019?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7376183798317364019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=7376183798317364019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/7376183798317364019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/7376183798317364019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/02/wiz-khalifa-this-plane.html' title='Wiz Khalifa - This Plane'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-8848880276357649858</id><published>2010-02-15T00:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T00:08:07.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rihanna - Rude Boy Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e82VE8UtW8A&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e82VE8UtW8A&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just like the video.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-8848880276357649858?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8848880276357649858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=8848880276357649858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/8848880276357649858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/8848880276357649858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/02/rihanna-rude-boy-video.html' title='Rihanna - Rude Boy Video'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-6392746208748689439</id><published>2010-02-14T23:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T23:27:15.972-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fine Chocolate Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.twimg.com/profile_images/692614409/-19_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a3.twimg.com/profile_images/692614409/-19_2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gotdamnit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-6392746208748689439?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6392746208748689439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=6392746208748689439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/6392746208748689439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/6392746208748689439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/02/fine-chocolate-man.html' title='A Fine Chocolate Man'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-2953486406100360541</id><published>2010-02-12T13:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T13:25:31.981-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I really want to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Coleman 4th Floor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S3OmKhqMP0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/BJlxY9YT1dg/s1600-h/IMG00400-778457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436871874930556738" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S3OmKhqMP0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/BJlxY9YT1dg/s400/IMG00400-778457.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="mobile-photo"&gt;Can't wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-980265483888981377?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/980265483888981377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=980265483888981377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/980265483888981377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/980265483888981377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/02/john-b-coleman-4th-floor.html' title='John B. Coleman 4th Floor'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S3OmKhqMP0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/BJlxY9YT1dg/s72-c/IMG00400-778457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-42886882747218244</id><published>2010-02-09T00:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T00:13:55.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>At the end, they want you to pledge your allegiance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vigilantcitizen.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/176653625_51663f7b8c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://vigilantcitizen.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/176653625_51663f7b8c.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't do it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-42886882747218244?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/42886882747218244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=42886882747218244' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/42886882747218244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/42886882747218244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/02/at-end-they-want-you-to-pledge-your.html' title='At the end, they want you to pledge your allegiance'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-4787966375719828478</id><published>2010-02-08T00:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T10:52:17.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiz Khalifa - Kush x Orange Juice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yphnXzCUK-g&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yphnXzCUK-g&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="body r"&gt;&lt;span class="tweet-text"&gt;"Watch the niggas you run with, I done seen niggas that had allof their dreams fucked over over some dumb shit. And make no assumptions" - Wiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="body r"&gt;&lt;span class="tweet-text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="body r"&gt;&lt;span class="tweet-text"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I'm copp'n that album &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;THANKS FOR VISITING, NOW HELP ME VOTE FOR THIS IDEA BELOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="255" scrolling="no" src="http://www.refresheverything.com/widget/?i=ccb26956-a62e-102d-b2ee-0019b9b9e205&amp;amp;w=300" width="300"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-4787966375719828478?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/4787966375719828478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=4787966375719828478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4787966375719828478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4787966375719828478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/02/wiz-khalifa-kush-x-orange-juice.html' title='Wiz Khalifa - Kush x Orange Juice'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-1776953386179609668</id><published>2010-02-06T17:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T17:49:59.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounds From Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8iPIXq_jGMQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8iPIXq_jGMQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't believe in hell or&amp;nbsp;heaven, then you must not believe we exist for a reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-1776953386179609668?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1776953386179609668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=1776953386179609668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1776953386179609668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1776953386179609668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/02/sounds-from-hell.html' title='Sounds From Hell'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-478957842482918823</id><published>2010-02-05T02:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T02:14:48.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP JJ aka Shoota Mac</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S2vQYCdAWzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ErzO3dxPJDQ/s1600-h/n683550053_5305605_1386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S2vQYCdAWzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ErzO3dxPJDQ/s640/n683550053_5305605_1386.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;On my first day meeting you, you were soo cool. Goofy as I don't know what lol, with that smile lol. Even when I saw you on the streets you'd either make a funny face or smile. Yet some cold hearted person took your life yesterday morning. Weird thing is that I saw you around 1:45am earlier that morning. Although you have left the earth physically, you will always be in everyone's heart that you've come across, whether friends of foe. They know. Although we weren't close, you were still a cool stranger.&amp;nbsp; I pray for your family and friends at this time for God to sooth their hearts and their pain. Thank You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S2vSL_ifiSI/AAAAAAAAAKM/oEOJucwXR7k/s1600-h/shotta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S2vSL_ifiSI/AAAAAAAAAKM/oEOJucwXR7k/s400/shotta.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;As you mingle in heaven with our heavenly father who you so visibly feared and personally sought to be close to, I know you've got on that million dollar smile while you're watching us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Thanks for just being you, and exuding an un-prideful confidence.&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/8332935516963089605-478957842482918823?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/478957842482918823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=478957842482918823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/478957842482918823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/478957842482918823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/02/rip-jj-aka-shoota-mac.html' title='RIP JJ aka Shoota Mac'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S2vQYCdAWzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ErzO3dxPJDQ/s72-c/n683550053_5305605_1386.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-1958515568905864696</id><published>2010-02-03T20:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T20:00:00.098-06:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.allposters.com/6/LRG/22/2269/B4PZD00Z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://img.allposters.com/6/LRG/22/2269/B4PZD00Z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Foxy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;by: Kevin A. Williams &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-1958515568905864696?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1958515568905864696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=1958515568905864696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1958515568905864696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1958515568905864696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/02/beautiful.html' title='beautiful..'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-7650611399857525727</id><published>2010-02-02T23:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T16:25:56.717-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bookshelf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.blackexpressions.com/BookImages/LG/64/1000004964_LG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://images.blackexpressions.com/BookImages/LG/64/1000004964_LG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;G-Spot by Noire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ISBN: 9780739450284&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DON'T GET IT TWISTED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, its more of a love story opposed to a freaky book. G-Spot is a club, and not what you were thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Nineteen-year-old Juicy Stanfield is living every girl’s dream. She’s dripping with diamonds, rocks the latest gear and lives in a luxury penthouse. See, Juicy’s “sugar-daddy” is Granite “G” McKay, a 46-year-old gangster and owner of the G-Spot, a popular&lt;span class="moreText" id="more1" style="display: inline;"&gt; strip club in Harlem. He took in Juicy and her brother Jimmy after their grandmother died and in return he gained control of every aspect of their lives. Although Juicy enjoys the lavish lifestyle G provides, she grows bored in the bedroom with a man that’s old enough to be her father. Her hormones spin out of control when G’s adult son returns home, and the trouble begins when their casual romp turns into something more. In a game where loyalty means everything, Juicy learns that freedom may come at a hefty price."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="moreText" id="more1" style="display: inline;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.blackexpressions.com/BookImages/LG/94/1000002594_LG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://images.blackexpressions.com/BookImages/LG/94/1000002594_LG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nervous by: Zane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ISBN: 9780743476232&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For all my &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSYCHOLOGY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; majors, this book is a good read. It talks about a girl with multiple personality disorder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;"&lt;span class="moreText" id="more1" style="display: inline;"&gt;A woman that, in her mind, is a virgin, but she suffers from multiple personalities and [whose alter ego] Jude is a whore. The contrast between the two was a delight to write." - Zane&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/8332935516963089605-7650611399857525727?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7650611399857525727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=7650611399857525727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/7650611399857525727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/7650611399857525727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-bookshelf.html' title='My Bookshelf'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-8593702269804935589</id><published>2010-02-02T23:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:39:52.144-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dutch The Trilogy (MUST READ)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hbg-international.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/Website%20covers/Dutch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.hbg-international.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/Website%20covers/Dutch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This is the BEST book I've ever read, besides the bible. It's full of adventure, mystery, survival, love, money, sex, betrayal, and not to mention some real gangsta shit, plus so much more. I would recommend this to any and everyone for a good read. Trust me, you will not be disappointed. This book got me into a reading frenzy. It is described as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;" The story of a heinous East Coast drug lord and his crew as they taunt, terrorize and take over the streets&lt;span class="moreText" id="more1" style="display: inline;"&gt; of New Jersey . James Bernard Jr., a.k.a. Dutch, is feared by all, and completely fearless. He and his dangerous clique are the most terrifying force on the streets and able to stay that way thanks to some important allies in high places. D.A. Anthony Jacobs is determined to take Dutch down, but he doesn't realize just how few witnesses he has willing to testify, and how a sudden turn of events could make his mission more complicated and deadly than he ever could have imagined."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="moreText" id="more1" style="display: inline;"&gt;P.S. A man by the name of Kwame Teague really wrote this book, but he is in jail at the moment so it is being released under Teri Woods. Plus there is a a Party 2 and 3. I've read all three of course. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="moreText" id="more1" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 class="Title"&gt;Dutch The Trilogy&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="moreText" id="more1" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="moreText" id="more1" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ISBN: 9781615236459&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="moreText" id="more1" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="moreText" id="more1" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-8593702269804935589?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8593702269804935589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=8593702269804935589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/8593702269804935589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/8593702269804935589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/02/dutch-trilogy-must-read.html' title='Dutch The Trilogy (MUST READ)'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-4043762843338793548</id><published>2010-02-02T22:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:35:28.431-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Got to Do Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blackrefer.com/black-art1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.allposters.com/6/LRG/37/3726/NBPAF00Z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://img.allposters.com/6/LRG/37/3726/NBPAF00Z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Over the years, there's been a lot of controversy about our generation. How dudes sagg their pants (which I don't approve of), to saying the word "nigga", to the most recent, how we we're so care free. I understand how people can think that, because look where we have come? The generation before us was all about the civil rights, having marches, rallies, boycotts and what not, fighting for them and for the future children. We are the future that they were fighting for. We are now reaping the benefits from all the terrible acts that those strong black men stood up against. Yet, we take take take without a lesson as to how easy it is for us to take. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;When slaves were taken from Africa and brought to this stolen land they still were familiar with their language, I'm sure they spoke it amongst their people either in secret or in private. Yet, as time passed the language faded away also. My point is that if something isn't discussed, used, emphasized, it may be lost or incomplete. We as a people need to do better. Look at the Hispanics, all of their children are bilingual. That still surprises me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pubs.utb.edu/web/blackhistory/2001/black_title.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://pubs.utb.edu/web/blackhistory/2001/black_title.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I was growing up, I could fluently speak my native language which is "Yoruba" (Nigeria). And when I say fluently, I mean a full on-going discussion when I was 3 years old, but as I grew older I stopped speaking it and spoke more english. I still understand, yet I don't speak Yoruba as much. But I can't say all of this without applying it to my own life, I must practice what I preach. So my plan is to take my children to Nigeria to raise them there for a couple year so they can carry on my language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Overall, It's up to the previous generation and us to instill the memories of what took place on this land several years ago. We do have it nice, all these laws against race discrimination and sex discrimination, we have the right to sue people. They really didn't. We even have this beautiful Historically Black College: Prairie View A&amp;amp;M University. Take advantage, learn why your teachers still teach at these various schools. Pick up a book, read up on African History from African publishers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-4043762843338793548?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/4043762843338793548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=4043762843338793548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4043762843338793548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4043762843338793548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/02/over-years-theres-been-lot-of.html' title='We&apos;ve Got to Do Better'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-3198760178343405350</id><published>2010-02-01T00:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T00:47:52.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Boyz Flex Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="374" width="448"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshh6zymd8N6W3Uo6Bvf" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshh6zymd8N6W3Uo6Bvf" quality="high" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout out to the homies, they've come a long way. Tripple D stand up... (still wesssst up)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-3198760178343405350?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3198760178343405350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=3198760178343405350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/3198760178343405350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/3198760178343405350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/02/party-boyz-flex-video.html' title='Party Boyz Flex Video'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-6269931016547322858</id><published>2010-01-18T06:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T15:37:42.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Natual Born Leo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The Leo type is the most dominant, spontaneously creative and extrovert of all the zodiacal characters. In grandeur of manner, splendor of bearing and magnanimity of personality, they are the monarch's among humans as the lion is king of beasts. They are ambitious, courageous, dominant, strong willed, positive, independent, self-confident there is no such a word as doubt in their vocabularies, and they are self-controlled. Born leaders, either in support of, or in revolt against, the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;status quo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;. They are at their most effective when in a position of command, their personal magnetism and innate courtesy of mind bringing out the best of loyalty from subordinates. They are uncomplicated, knowing exactly what they want and using all their energies, creativeness and resolution to get it, as well as being certain that they will get whatever they are after. Their followers know where they are with Leonians. Leonians think and act bigger than others would normally dare; the ambitiousness of their schemes and idealism sometimes daunt their followers, their practical hardheadedness and ability to go straight to the heart of any problem reassures those who depend on them. If Leonians meet with setbacks they thrive on the adversity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;On the whole they are powers for good, for they are strongly idealistic, humane, and beneficent. They have powerful intelligence and are of a broad philosophical, sometimes religious, turn of mind. Those who are devout may become very obstinate in upholding traditional beliefs and will cling tenaciously, but with complete sincerity, to practices and doctrines which liberal thinkers regard as absurdly out-of-date. These will be found as the 'lions' of industries, and in the forefront of the cutting edge of technologies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-6269931016547322858?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6269931016547322858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=6269931016547322858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/6269931016547322858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/6269931016547322858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/01/natual-born-leo.html' title='Natual Born Leo'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-4041786069791108864</id><published>2010-01-15T19:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T10:11:59.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>See you soon..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S1D4a2OiDNI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/UrujWUTrzO8/s1600-h/IMG00430-775579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427110691098201298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S1D4a2OiDNI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/UrujWUTrzO8/s400/IMG00430-775579.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-4041786069791108864?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/4041786069791108864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=4041786069791108864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4041786069791108864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4041786069791108864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/01/see-you-soon.html' title='See you soon..'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S1D4a2OiDNI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/UrujWUTrzO8/s72-c/IMG00430-775579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-3547831748300919237</id><published>2010-01-13T01:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T01:57:43.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna go to a Lagos Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="&amp;amp;displayheight=360&amp;amp;file=http://www.9jatube.tv/media/com_achtube/flvs/4043.flv&amp;amp;height=360ℑ=http://www.9jatube.tv/images/stories/com_achtube/intros/4043.jpg&amp;amp;width=480&amp;amp;frontcolor=0xCCCCCC&amp;amp;backcolor=0x000000&amp;amp;lightcolor=0x557722&amp;amp;displaywidth=480&amp;amp;logo=http://www.9jatube.tv/components/com_achtube/images/logo.png" height="360" src="http://www.9jatube.tv/components/com_achtube/flvplayer.swf" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; ...its probably no different than a PV party, except &lt;b&gt;more &lt;/b&gt;alcohol and more well-dressed people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-3547831748300919237?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3547831748300919237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=3547831748300919237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/3547831748300919237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/3547831748300919237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wanna-go-to-lagos-party.html' title='I wanna go to a Lagos Party'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-3155125394304474733</id><published>2010-01-12T05:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T01:30:14.871-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Single and Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;After 21 years of strolling this earth, flirting on and offline I still can't seem to find a match. Arrgh how being single is a curse yet a blessing. You can flirt with whoever, see whoever, but you don't have one to call your OWN. Yeah the guys that holla at me be fine , but for the most part have ulterior motives, but end up getting their lives changed by my conversation. I learn something from them too, DON'T TRUST no man cept your daddy. Then there are the playas, the smooove bruthas that don't want exclusive relationships UNTIL they get the booty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;..It don't work like that with me playa, SORRY,&amp;nbsp; you gotta meet me half way bruh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;..But that's besides the point , I want a guy to call mine. The right guy. Not a perfect guy, not even a Prince Charming. I want a guy with flaws, but more good attributes than flaws. Flaws make a person unique and show their struggle; a life story. Of course he must be attractive to my eyes, and swell with his words. Smarter than the average bear , and performs like a Pretty Ricky album... I'm just sayin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I do feel that there is a perfect guy out there for me. Yet I can't force finding him , I'm sure he'll come when he's ordained to step in my life and that's probably when I get my shit together and learn more about myself. When I'm at the point where I won't chase him away with being selfish or stubborn.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But God can I get a little teaser? I just wanna see him, a least once for the mean time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-3155125394304474733?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3155125394304474733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=3155125394304474733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/3155125394304474733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/3155125394304474733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/01/single-and-waiting.html' title='Single and Waiting'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-592881901808620972</id><published>2010-01-10T23:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:35:10.825-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to go CURLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHQ_Kq9bMIc/Ss3QxDt9NsI/AAAAAAAADyc/_tnibDYiw4Y/s1600/TraciTnC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHQ_Kq9bMIc/Ss3QxDt9NsI/AAAAAAAADyc/_tnibDYiw4Y/s320/TraciTnC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Via Traci) How to repeat the above hairstyle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I've slightly modified the way that you set the twists/rollers because my hair is really thick with small, dense corkscrews all over. When I tried twisting to the ends before putting on the rollers, my hair resulted in these weird, flat, curly crinkles all over. So instead of twisting all the way to the ends, I just twist about 3/4 of the way down then set the ends on rollers. I use DevaCare One conditioner to style and Palmer's coconut oil hair milk to seal the ends before rolling. I like thick, bouncy "gypsy curls" so I usually use the same medium-sized rollers all over (I think they're 15/16") and I make about 10 - 12 twists in total. I usually sit under a dryer for at least an hour to help speed up the drying process before I go to bed. The results are usually soft, juicy spirals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..I think I want to try this out&amp;nbsp; &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/8332935516963089605-592881901808620972?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/592881901808620972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=592881901808620972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/592881901808620972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/592881901808620972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-to-go-curly.html' title='I want to go CURLY'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHQ_Kq9bMIc/Ss3QxDt9NsI/AAAAAAAADyc/_tnibDYiw4Y/s72-c/TraciTnC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-1177235711102843133</id><published>2010-01-10T22:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T15:11:58.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Olamide Faison: Natalie's Boyfriend from Bad Girls Club S4</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S0neK7oaQBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/J-2f2oLrDYI/s1600-h/30655688-converted-702679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425111505531715602" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S0neK7oaQBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/J-2f2oLrDYI/s320/30655688-converted-702679.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;If you're a fan of the new season of Bad Girls Club Season 4&amp;nbsp; such as I , I'm sure you've wondered who is Olamide that Natalie always talks about? I got madd curious and went searching, he's the little cutie from the bang Imajin. And this is him now. Follow Natalie: @MissNatalieNunn and Olamide: @YoOlamide on twitter. Oh yeah, he cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXTRA INSIDE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/09yJaomrpPY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/09yJaomrpPY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-1177235711102843133?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1177235711102843133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=1177235711102843133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1177235711102843133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1177235711102843133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/01/olamide-faison-natalies-boyfriend-from.html' title='Olamide Faison: Natalie&apos;s Boyfriend from Bad Girls Club S4'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S0neK7oaQBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/J-2f2oLrDYI/s72-c/30655688-converted-702679.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-203062365932034340</id><published>2010-01-10T06:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T06:22:22.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SKYPE Snapshot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S0nFTMJKc-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/l_qjVwBN7tA/s1600-h/Snapshot+of+me+3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S0nFTMJKc-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/l_qjVwBN7tA/s320/Snapshot+of+me+3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Its obvious that my sleeping patterns are off. I went to sleep at 12am, and found myself awake again at 4am.WTF . I'm on skype, but its pretty dried up on there. Anywho, here's a skpe snapshot that I took. Let me try to fall asleep. Lakewood in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;P.S./Random: Don't get the swine flu vaccination! &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/8332935516963089605-203062365932034340?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/203062365932034340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=203062365932034340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/203062365932034340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/203062365932034340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/01/skype-snapshot.html' title='SKYPE Snapshot'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S0nFTMJKc-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/l_qjVwBN7tA/s72-c/Snapshot+of+me+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-7834868786704221091</id><published>2010-01-05T04:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T04:22:02.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Avatar: Full Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.megavideo.com/v/4IKKPIBF55d3c19a7cc41893f209c289359ec341"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.megavideo.com/v/4IKKPIBF55d3c19a7cc41893f209c289359ec341" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Spectacular movie. My gift to you, watch it in full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll still be going to the movies to watch it in 3D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;P.S: Take a code from my page, pay homage. Its only fair.&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/8332935516963089605-7834868786704221091?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7834868786704221091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=7834868786704221091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/7834868786704221091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/7834868786704221091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/01/avatar-full-movie.html' title='Avatar: Full Movie'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-4184559593485780419</id><published>2010-01-04T20:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:07:54.751-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SKYPE / ooVoo: orange.blast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://weblogs.baltimoresun.com/news/technology/skype.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Skype: &lt;b&gt;orange.blast&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;ooVoo: &lt;b&gt;orange.blast&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Make sure you tell me your name in the description...&lt;/span&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/8332935516963089605-4184559593485780419?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/4184559593485780419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=4184559593485780419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4184559593485780419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4184559593485780419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/01/skype-oovoo-orangeblast.html' title='SKYPE / ooVoo: orange.blast'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-2727199369007484571</id><published>2010-01-04T00:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T00:19:39.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay-Z "On to the Next" Video with Jesus next to 2 bullets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S0GHYnod9PI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Ey3DCX0-dgw/s1600-h/vidpic.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S0GHYnod9PI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Ey3DCX0-dgw/s400/vidpic.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;What are you tryin to say jay?? Whatever it is, remember, if there's a son.. there is a father. And no one has ever lived to see the father. &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/8332935516963089605-2727199369007484571?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2727199369007484571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=2727199369007484571' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/2727199369007484571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/2727199369007484571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2010/01/jay-z-on-to-next-video-with-jesus-next.html' title='Jay-Z &quot;On to the Next&quot; Video with Jesus next to 2 bullets'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/S0GHYnod9PI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Ey3DCX0-dgw/s72-c/vidpic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-5378139136894831566</id><published>2009-12-31T00:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:23:22.014-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Women on Finding a Husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bJGMAhWpDF8&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bJGMAhWpDF8&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write my thoughts in the next post, for the mean time. Enjoy this video on Black Single Women / The Race to Find a Husband&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-5378139136894831566?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5378139136894831566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=5378139136894831566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/5378139136894831566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/5378139136894831566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/12/black-women-on-finding-husband.html' title='Black Women on Finding a Husband'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-1548712373187652250</id><published>2009-12-27T02:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T02:08:29.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amerie's New Video "More Than Love"</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="374" width="448"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhEz45ZSe5m3bxf0WV" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhEz45ZSe5m3bxf0WV" quality="high" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Fab looked extremely handsome. Look at the way he handled her...rough. She liked it though. I woulda took those keys also. Chuuuch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-1548712373187652250?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1548712373187652250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=1548712373187652250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1548712373187652250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1548712373187652250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/12/ameries-new-video-more-than-love.html' title='Amerie&apos;s New Video &quot;More Than Love&quot;'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-325447027475465911</id><published>2009-12-25T00:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T18:12:56.337-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Kodak</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sy8dIldpzvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qQyN6LyUCX4/s1600-h/IMG00360-750075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417580910082641650" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sy8dIldpzvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qQyN6LyUCX4/s320/IMG00360-750075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I've started this new diet. It consists of Tofu, alfalpha sprouts, spinach, whole grain bread, and tomatoes. Its quite the filler-upper, and it tastes really good with seasoning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sy8dI0huNDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/F3toKVgXCcY/s1600-h/IMG00359-751356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417580914126238770" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sy8dI0huNDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/F3toKVgXCcY/s320/IMG00359-751356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Call me.. &lt;i&gt;"Long hair don't care"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-325447027475465911?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/325447027475465911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=325447027475465911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/325447027475465911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/325447027475465911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/12/friday-night-kodak.html' title='Friday Night Kodak'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sy8dIldpzvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qQyN6LyUCX4/s72-c/IMG00360-750075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-7096339710156356028</id><published>2009-12-24T15:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T15:29:37.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra from For the Love of Ray J - HILARIOUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="." flashvars="configParams=id%3D1627053%26vid%3D459334%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideolist%3Avh1.com%3A1627053" height="319" src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:videolist:vh1.com:1627053" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="512"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/shows/" onmouseout="this.style.textDecoration='none'" onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration='underline'" style="color: black; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; padding: 0px 4px 0px 10px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;VH1 TV Shows&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/video/music.jhtml" onmouseout="this.style.textDecoration='none'" onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration='underline'" style="color: black; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; padding: 0px 4px 0px 10px; text-decoration: 'none';" target="_blank"&gt;Music Videos &lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/photos/" onmouseout="this.style.textDecoration='none'" onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration='underline'" style="color: black; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; padding: 0px 4px 0px 10px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;Celebrity Photos&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/news/" onmouseout="this.style.textDecoration='none'" onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration='underline'" style="color: black; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; padding: 0px 4px 0px 10px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;News &amp;amp; Gossip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She nailed it right on the head, damit Extra... You were good for something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-7096339710156356028?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7096339710156356028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=7096339710156356028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/7096339710156356028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/7096339710156356028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/12/extra-from-for-love-of-ray-j-hilarious.html' title='Extra from For the Love of Ray J - HILARIOUS'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-8746819225358451671</id><published>2009-12-17T00:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:20:51.658-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Deep..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/59/205760922_88932534f6.jpg?v=0?" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Satan went to visit Jesus in the Garden of Eden,&lt;br /&gt;and Satan came all happy and boasting. (Lk 4: 1-12; Job 1: 6-12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Lord, now I have everybody captive,&lt;br /&gt;(well nearly everybody down there).&lt;br /&gt;I set traps, I used the baits of temptation,&lt;br /&gt;I know well what each one of them can't resist.&lt;br /&gt;I nearly caught them all!" (I Pet 5: 8-9; Eph 6: 10-17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked.&lt;br /&gt;and He was praying to God the Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan answered "Oh, I am going to have some fun with them!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make them divorce after they have married&lt;br /&gt;so the foundation of humanity will never be able to be established&lt;br /&gt;"the family" (Mt 19: 4-6; Mal 2: 16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make them hate each other and abuse each other,&lt;br /&gt;make them fall into alcohol and drugs without control. (Rom 13: 12-14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will teach them to make weapons and bombs,&lt;br /&gt;so they kill each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am really going to have fun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And when you are tired of playing with them, what will you do?"&lt;br /&gt;Jesus asked. And continued praying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I will kill them all and their souls will be mine forever"&lt;br /&gt;"Lord by all respect, it's their decision" (I Jn 3: 8-10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How much do you want for all of them?" Jesus asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, you can't want these people. They aren't anything good.&lt;br /&gt;Why do you want them if they neither follow you nor love you?&lt;br /&gt;Many hate you! I have seen many of them spitting on you, cursing you and even denying you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's more, they love me a lot" (Mt 24: 10-13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You don't want these people!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How much?" Jesus asked again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan looked at him with a nasty face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All your tears and all your blood,&lt;br /&gt;all the pain of the entire world, all together" (Is 53: 4-10; I Pet 2: 24)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said...."DONE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and He paid the price" (II Cor 5: 21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How terrible it is that people don't seek for God,&lt;br /&gt;and then ask themselves why the world is going to hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How terrible that we seek the newspaper everyday to read tragedies&lt;br /&gt;and we never seek the Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How insensible it is how everybody wants to go to heaven,&lt;br /&gt;thinking they can get there without having to believe,&lt;br /&gt;without loving God above all things,&lt;br /&gt;or doing what the Bible says...the Laws of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is terrible how some people can say "I believe in God"&lt;br /&gt;but still follow Satan (Who as matter of fact, does fear God)&lt;br /&gt;(II Tim 4: 3-4; II Jn 1: 7-11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think it's pathetic how they send&lt;br /&gt;each other thousands of jokes by email,&lt;br /&gt;so they spread like plagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when it's about the Lord's messages,&lt;br /&gt;we think about it twice before we share them;&lt;br /&gt;and we leave the mailboxes of our friends without this message&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think it is outrageous that the obscene,&lt;br /&gt;vulgar and crude is allowed freely to pass through the internet&lt;br /&gt;that even many people would desire to get into the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is forbidden to speak publicly about Jesus&lt;br /&gt;in the schools, places of work&lt;br /&gt;self-helping groups, etc... (Acts 4: 19-20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after knowing what He did for us.&lt;br /&gt;Because the Romans didn't kill Him. It was our sin.&lt;br /&gt;that we may be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;and know Him in His glory with the Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it seem incredible to you how somebody can be alight&lt;br /&gt;on Sabbath in the Church,&lt;br /&gt;worshiping and thanking the Lord for His mercy,&lt;br /&gt;for one more day to live etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But during the rest of the week he is an invisible Christian! (II Tim 3: 1-5; Rom 10: 9-13)&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/8332935516963089605-8746819225358451671?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8746819225358451671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=8746819225358451671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/8746819225358451671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/8746819225358451671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-deep-and-i-fwd-it-to-you-all.html' title='This Is Deep..'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-4199737745331246470</id><published>2009-12-13T22:52:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T21:46:08.149-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Weezy F. Documentary</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://www.hypebeast.com/image/2009/01/lil-wayne-terry-richardson-gq-interview-3.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 5px; text-align: center; width: 420px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,15,0" height="266" width="420"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://en.musicplayon.com/Pplayer.swf?&amp;VID=450769&amp;autoPlay=N&amp;hideLeftPanel=Y&amp;bgColor=0x232323&amp;activeColor=0x005CF5&amp;inactiveColor=0x3C3C3C&amp;titleColor=0x584596&amp;textsColor=0x999999&amp;selectedColor=0x0F0F0F&amp;btnColor=0x000000" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed width="420" height="266" src="http://en.musicplayon.com/Pplayer.swf?&amp;VID=450769&amp;autoPlay=N&amp;hideLeftPanel=Y&amp;bgColor=0x232323&amp;activeColor=0x005CF5&amp;inactiveColor=0x3C3C3C&amp;titleColor=0x584596&amp;textsColor=0x999999&amp;selectedColor=0x0F0F0F&amp;btnColor=0x000000" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minus the drug addiction, I think I could hang out with Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-4199737745331246470?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/4199737745331246470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=4199737745331246470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4199737745331246470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4199737745331246470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/12/full-weezy-f-documentary.html' title='Full Weezy F. Documentary'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-7985752755557269178</id><published>2009-12-12T00:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:49:12.136-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soldier of love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='return'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sade'/><title type='text'>Sade Is Back -- Download her song  **2 Bonus Videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://nahright.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/sade-soldier-of-love-single.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://nahright.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/sade-soldier-of-love-single.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 500px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?4njnawyyzym"&gt;Soldier of Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;**BONUS&lt;/b&gt;: 50 Cent - Do you think about me&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;And **&lt;b&gt;ANOTHER BONUS&lt;/b&gt;: Timbaland feat. Drake - Say Something&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; 50 Cent - Do you think about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="374" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/aE2FRFqDqWLgZTfT"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/aE2FRFqDqWLgZTfT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" allowscriptaccess="always" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivica got her main back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..applause&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Timbaland feat. Drake - Say Something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="374" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/FLeMhl9n6WvJmyWC"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://videos.onsmash.com/e/FLeMhl9n6WvJmyWC" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" allowscriptaccess="always" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..what a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nasty &lt;/span&gt;beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-7985752755557269178?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7985752755557269178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=7985752755557269178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/7985752755557269178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/7985752755557269178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/12/sade-is-back-download-her-song.html' title='Sade Is Back -- Download her song  **2 Bonus Videos'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-755216799762979227</id><published>2009-12-12T00:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T00:41:32.291-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hermes (Toyko) has the SICKEST window display</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gyNHJQzn3pw&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gyNHJQzn3pw&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..like nausea, heart-burn, indigestion, upset stomach, and diarrhea.  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-755216799762979227?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/755216799762979227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=755216799762979227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/755216799762979227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/755216799762979227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/12/hermes-has-sickest-window-display.html' title='Hermes (Toyko) has the SICKEST window display'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-7827518617943357224</id><published>2009-12-08T22:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:21:45.251-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Guy Goes to PV</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a02UWquehj8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a02UWquehj8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-7827518617943357224?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7827518617943357224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=7827518617943357224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/7827518617943357224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/7827518617943357224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-guy-goes-to-pv.html' title='This Guy Goes to PV'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-1414342797809325144</id><published>2009-12-08T00:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T00:31:08.224-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"God will not provide anything in your life that you do not have the strength for".&lt;/span&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/8332935516963089605-1414342797809325144?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1414342797809325144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=1414342797809325144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1414342797809325144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1414342797809325144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/12/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-8100892277266538495</id><published>2009-12-06T01:02:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:26:13.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness can't be bought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Close your eyes.. imagine what I see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;From a distance, my heart began to float from inside of my chest.. I was so speechless. It was beautiful. Ahead of me I saw beautiful blue waters had no other name but immaculate, emphasized by clear skies and pure white clouds overhead. The waves were as countable as the hairs on my head, as they hit the surface of land. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exhale&lt;/span&gt;. God is great.. Two gray handmade chairs sat under an exotic palm tree, awaiting us. The sand left grains on my feet as I walked towards the chairs.. in sync with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.allposters.com/6/LRG/15/1573/CALDD00Z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="310" src="http://img.allposters.com/6/LRG/15/1573/CALDD00Z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;As we travel, hand in hand, I looked into those dark brown eyes, hinted with a dot that showed a melanin overflow, buttery smooth chocolate skin that made you question its authenticity, cheek bones of an royal African heir, a cute little nose. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here comes a smile..&lt;/span&gt;  that radiantly bright smile that showed off a set of straight white teeth, perfectly crafted lips that defined sweetness, not to mention those God made ears with creases in the right places. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm so glad you're here with me"&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;As the breeze caught us both, he swiftly lifted my other hand from my side. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I turned&lt;/span&gt; to face him. Handsome was his name. Crafted by the architect of all architects, from his physiological to his mental capacity, to his physical as a prince. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There goes that smile again&lt;/span&gt;. A mutual smile graced his gorgeous lips as if he read my mind, and I'm sure he did. We all moved towards the handmade chairs, and sequentially sat down in each seat at the right time. I cant deny that we were surround by the radiance of peace and happiness of God. A sign of his approval. That is when I made my decision, we're made for each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Yet I was careful to hence the warning of the other one holding my hand, she said "Wumi, the happiness and peace of the almighty will reign in all aspects of your life and fulfill you with a tranquility that can never be replaced if you do one thing. That is to never deny that Jesus Christ is lord, and hold on to this hand forever.. let it go, and you let go of your happiness and your peace ".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I looked at her hand, and my eyes trailed back up to her identical face, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will never let go&lt;/span&gt;, I said.Which confirmed that "it" I was in sync with was the Holy Spirit, as me and handsome sat in our chairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;All in all, there is not a currency that can pay for happiness and peace. Ultimately &lt;span style="color: black; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happiness &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;start with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the teachings of Jesus Christ that are centered around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;. But in order to love others, you must love yourself. Embrace your body, from your eyes, to skin tone, to your cheeks, to your smile, even to your ears. Know who you are&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;[Recommended Track: Chante Moore - Wey u]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-8100892277266538495?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8100892277266538495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=8100892277266538495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/8100892277266538495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/8100892277266538495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/12/vacation-with-prince.html' title='Happiness can&apos;t be bought'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-1923714528363544369</id><published>2009-12-04T19:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T19:30:26.292-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friday Treat: The Wood</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="337"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.megavideo.com/v/EYEUAVOYd49c660ba57da8a79b6f95a5cca6ef99"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.megavideo.com/v/EYEUAVOYd49c660ba57da8a79b6f95a5cca6ef99" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="337"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my besties sat around and watch this today, so enjoy it like we did..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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Wood'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-8752271229416355138</id><published>2009-12-04T00:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T00:37:29.662-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HILARIOUS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhQKvL94UFcLAJr172"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhQKvL94UFcLAJr172" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" width="448" 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value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yVe3p0vCsxQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z89v1gjs62c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z89v1gjs62c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is the truth!&lt;br /&gt;Preach Brotha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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style="font-size:small;"&gt;..Yes, and I thought black americans were idiots. Some still are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Teach your kids their culture!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-3228039298118172347?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3228039298118172347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=3228039298118172347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#993399;"&gt;..eka&lt;i&gt;le&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(goodevening in Yoruba)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Its me again, Ashlee. I've been gone for a long time, so I don't mind if you call me a stranger. Yet, I had to tell you where my mind had led me this week. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First and foremost, I thank God for his love and kindness and unconditional love. He proves  as the only one that could never disappoint me. The only one that understands me, even when I don't understand myself. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, I've been distant this week.. from everything. Not for any specific reason. Sometimes you just need a break. Not be amongst your usual circle, not eat at the same time you eat, not sit in the same seat in class, just an overall shift. It gives you a different perspective on your surroundings. To observe the people that surrounded you from another point of view. I watched the way they responded, acted, looked, everything. Mind you I did not do this on purpose, nothing was planned, It just happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I sit and think, there were some things that were different, but for the most part, these characteristics and factors were always there. They were just accepted as a norm for me. I know you're like, "what is she talking about".. okay, without being specific, lets say whenever you talk about yourself and your problems, you friends ignore you and move onto another subject. You may laugh it off and accept it like that or accept their silence as them understanding your problem, but eliminate that they would ignore you. Now, if you partake in this same situation as your distant self, observing your friends while in minor conversation, you notice things about their demeanor and how they handle you. You notice it because before you accepted it as a norm and gave an excuse. But the fact of the matter is that they were ignoring you. You won't notice that as their friend, but you will notice it as an observer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That particular situation was just an example, had nothing to do with my life. I noticed that the people around me are taking in the option of failure, and yet I fail to accept that word into my vocabulary. But hey, you gotta get it how yu live it. But I can say this, observation will tell a whole lot about people. Try it sometime though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-4859790900585747969?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/4859790900585747969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=4859790900585747969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4859790900585747969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4859790900585747969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/11/observation-week-of-truth.html' title='Observation: The week of Truth'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-1520456667463788253</id><published>2009-10-19T20:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:40:45.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss me kiss me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold flamez'/><title type='text'>Cold Flamez - Miss Me Kiss Me</title><content type='html'>I bumped this song on my page for a whole month; that ho it jam&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/71yuGLbdYOw&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/71yuGLbdYOw&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-1520456667463788253?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1520456667463788253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=1520456667463788253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1520456667463788253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1520456667463788253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/10/cold-flamez-miss-me-kiss-me.html' title='Cold Flamez - Miss Me Kiss Me'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-5907792801195500391</id><published>2009-10-11T00:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T00:47:43.819-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>The Definition of Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/100/273488906_608ed7b32d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends? The ones we laugh with, dine with, spill are hearts to, ask for advice, tell our ideas to, go out with, let borrow our belongings, build a tower of love and loyalty. Thats what friends are. Right? I looked up the word friend from two resources, each having 3 key properties to the word. A person to who you Know, Like, and Trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The friendship checklist..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've noticed that "Friend" is used so very loosely these days. Meet a person and after a month you consider yourselves friends. I'd actually call that a homie. I mean, humans are so mysterious, you'll never know what they're really thinking and what their intentions are. Their unconscious minds are locked up in deep parts of their brain. So deep that they don't even know that they exist or how and when to retrieve them. Scientists or Psychologists are still on the persuit of  dissecting the human brain in order to figure out its biological functions and processes. Why we do the things that we do, and when we do it, what caused that response. Are our instincts innate or conditioned? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets get back on track..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rule number one is: Trust no one. I can dig it. Because people ride for self, and when it comes to saving them or you, its going to be them. Rule number 2: Think before you act. People today are reactors, and not thinkers. Reactors: people that dont think before they act and are face with the only choice to react when things go sour. You should have known the consequences before you did what you done and referred to rule number 1 which was to TRUST NO ONE. Why? Because no one cares about you more than yourself, so therefore you have to look out for yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moreover, you can never know someones heart towards you, only your heart towards them. The realest quote that I live by, because it is just so real. Me for example, I look out for people more than they want to look out for me. I go out of my way to please people, yet when it comes time for me to get help, I sometimes get the short hand of the stick. When my situation is in their lap, they review it and treat it as a petty case and don't give much effort. But can I stop doing good to people? Should I limit the good that I do? God said that my reward is in heavan, not here on earth. Their praises, and thank you's don't mean a thing but the mere tingle of carbon dioxide excaping into my nose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, its okay. I don't express my feelings too much unless something major was done to me, but God knows my heart and I'm sure that they do to. I bet you think this post is about you.. but really this is not directed at anyone in particular so don't get it twisted. Or maybe you're the one treating your friends like shit, think about how many people will have nice things to say about you at your funeral. Or if people will even show up. It's important to not worry of the risk of doing right, just do it, karma does work in good ways also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-5907792801195500391?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5907792801195500391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=5907792801195500391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/5907792801195500391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/5907792801195500391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/09/definition-of-friend.html' title='The Definition of Friend'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/100/273488906_608ed7b32d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-6051304903997755077</id><published>2009-09-24T23:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:21:04.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adoration</title><content type='html'>Over the past few days, I've yearned for someone. Don't get it twisted, not in a sexual way, but I just wanted him to be near me. Just to talk. Smile up at me. Hear his laugh. Notice him watching me, waiting for me to do something silly. Nothing more, and nothing less than that. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love his adoration. Adoration you see, is a powerful thing. Everyone wants to be adored and wanted, and accepted. Everyone wants an admirer. Someone to tell them they're funny, smile in their face all of the time, or even when your mood changes they notice and ask you the problem. Even read your blog and ask challenge or question you about something you wrote. Ha. But it shows you that they're taking time to notice you, and take notes about you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....and I love that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The problem with dating and talking to someone these days is because one person, after time, tends to adore the other more than the other person adores them. Dig it? There is no balance you see, and what happens on a balance scale when one weighs more than the other? One rises and one falls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There needs to be an Equilibrium. A balance. A sense that he/she adores you as much as you adore him/her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-6051304903997755077?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6051304903997755077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=6051304903997755077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/6051304903997755077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/6051304903997755077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/09/adoration.html' title='Adoration'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-8068088554647672827</id><published>2009-09-24T15:06:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T17:52:37.997-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hump Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prairie View A and M University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='september 23'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White'/><title type='text'>All White LUSH Bday Extravaganza !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was the best day ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs244.snc1/9121_549025561944_73304066_31855046_100594_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs244.snc1/9121_549025467134_73304066_31855027_4455917_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs264.snc1/9121_549025546974_73304066_31855043_1639989_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;..my favorite picture, look at my face. LUSHH up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs259.snc1/10620_549136888844_73301700_31857110_2009362_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs215.snc1/8234_176168765336_534995336_3564759_7389680_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-8068088554647672827?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8068088554647672827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=8068088554647672827' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/8068088554647672827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/8068088554647672827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-white-lush-bday-extravaganza.html' title='All White LUSH Bday Extravaganza !'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-1328093702141538986</id><published>2009-08-19T00:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:01:18.846-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hollywood jumpoff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groupie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kiss and tails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karrine Steffans'/><title type='text'>Kiss and Tails: The Hollywood Jumpoff *Explicit*</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="370" width="470"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.megavideo.com/v/RXPMWMJN5761f5432de65c4521d1db9c10f7d146"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.megavideo.com/v/RXPMWMJN5761f5432de65c4521d1db9c10f7d146" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="370" width="470"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Karrine Steffans, there were groupies, and after her there will be groupies. She just told her story to get more shine and more cash. Guess you gotta get it how you live it, and she's lived it. These men should'nt have messed with her in the first place, that how I see it, and they wouldn't be put on blast. We'll, there they have their encounters with her in black and white, on almost everyones book shelf. Oh well, you learn from your mistakes you fools. Anyway, I laughed throughout this movie. Especially at the stories these guys told about their groupie encounters. Akon?? Really?? I hope it was fake.. You'll understand when you watch. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-1328093702141538986?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1328093702141538986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=1328093702141538986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1328093702141538986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1328093702141538986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/kiss-and-tails-hollywood-jumpoff.html' title='Kiss and Tails: The Hollywood Jumpoff *Explicit*'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-710976801961250098</id><published>2009-08-12T01:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T00:46:06.046-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Howard University'/><title type='text'>Howard University</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d7XqLY1JwLU&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d7XqLY1JwLU&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Prairie View should make a video like this. To promote our beautiful school. When I get back on campus, I will start working on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-710976801961250098?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/710976801961250098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=710976801961250098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/710976801961250098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/710976801961250098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/howard-university.html' title='Howard University'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-4526175916666888697</id><published>2009-08-03T17:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:16:03.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does anyone hear me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3007/2879271126_51f79af982.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With over 2000 years of civilization, man kind has learned to read, write, feel, walk, talk, and etcetera. Yet, has not learned to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;. Selfish motives drive us to an individualistic mind-frame that is not of us, but of an European state of mind which we as original Africans have forcefully adopted. But that is another topic. I'm sure if you're a reader, you notice that I talk about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;a lot. Friends. Associates. Strangers. Next door neighbors come to mind when people are in need of help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why is it so hard for people to love unconditionally.&lt;/span&gt; Is it because they are scared to have their hearts broken? Scared that they may do a good deed and the person to whom they helped may not show gratitude? Jesus said that if your brother was to slap you, turn the other cheek. But can people do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is still stuck in their dark alley on lovers lane.&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/8332935516963089605-4526175916666888697?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/4526175916666888697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=4526175916666888697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4526175916666888697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4526175916666888697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/08/does-anyone-hear-me.html' title='Does anyone hear me?'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3007/2879271126_51f79af982_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-6041928130925450665</id><published>2009-07-28T02:40:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:20:44.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pac - Breaking The Oath</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="374" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshh0nigs15ycw1BHg76"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshh0nigs15ycw1BHg76" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="374" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, when I heard a long time ago that 2 Pac was shot in the car with Suge, I automatically felt that he did it. It just did not sit right with me at all how the situation played out, coincidences happen, but not with this guy. Then Biggie died a similar way, having Diddy close by. This video should open your eyes to the conspiracies. Enjoy.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-6041928130925450665?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6041928130925450665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=6041928130925450665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/6041928130925450665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/6041928130925450665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/pac-breaking-oath.html' title='Pac - Breaking The Oath'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-5232632691857028865</id><published>2009-07-27T17:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:37:42.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark vs. Light: Controversy continues in black America - Lifestyles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.collegepublisher.com/media/paper286/stills/hibc4yx3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 306px;" src="http://media.collegepublisher.com/media/paper286/stills/hibc4yx3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.www.pvpanther.com/media/storage/paper286/news/2008/09/03/Lifestyles/Dark-Vs.Light.Controversy.Continues.In.Black.America-3415786.shtml#cp_article_tools"&gt;Dark vs. Light: Controversy continues in black America - Lifestyles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out This article that I Was featured in written by Dana Polk, picture by Montinaa Hill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-5232632691857028865?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5232632691857028865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=5232632691857028865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/5232632691857028865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/5232632691857028865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/dark-vs-light-controversy-continues-in.html' title='Dark vs. Light: Controversy continues in black America - Lifestyles'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-685195275977615983</id><published>2009-07-27T16:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:31:52.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Houst Party II</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sm4fS3T4XzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/YAms7hpshxo/s1600-h/IMG00349_1-755218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sm4fS3T4XzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/YAms7hpshxo/s320/IMG00349_1-755218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363258615190282034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sm4fTMK2iXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/UCbJNM7-YYI/s1600-h/IMG00347-755966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sm4fTMK2iXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/UCbJNM7-YYI/s320/IMG00347-755966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363258620789557618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sm4fTH0XteI/AAAAAAAAAI0/GEru9i3X22k/s1600-h/IMG00348-756587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sm4fTH0XteI/AAAAAAAAAI0/GEru9i3X22k/s320/IMG00348-756587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363258619621520866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A night out with Lowri, a fellow Eclectic Crew member. We does this man... Shouts to the crowd that came out. Shouts to Olu, Shouts to Nenaji, Shouts to the silly little young guys that was beefing, Shouts to Philly out in the D, Shouts to the homie who tried to get me wasted and kept passing me the shots of Ciroc. Shouts to the cuties. If I missed your shout, here a kiss... muah.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-685195275977615983?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/685195275977615983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=685195275977615983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/685195275977615983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/685195275977615983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/houst-party-ii.html' title='Houst Party II'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sm4fS3T4XzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/YAms7hpshxo/s72-c/IMG00349_1-755218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-1497020583263932425</id><published>2009-07-25T13:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T13:42:33.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yung Cal - Hates The New Love Mixtape</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8zVaY5wK4C4/Sl5DWdXb9RI/AAAAAAAAAEo/oM2wkytnVJ4/s320/5730_1188757235953_1138991435_30556573_662134_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yung Cal&lt;/span&gt;-Heartshok Ent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.datpiff.com/embed/mixtape/m5247a7f/" quality="high" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowscripting="on" width="507" height="221"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me bless yall with this exclusive! Clearly the music speaks for itself. Oh and its hosted WIZ KHALIFA.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.datpiff.com/DJ_DBF_DJ_Shay_Boggie_Yung_Cal_Hates_The_New_Lo.m37725.html" target="_blank"&gt;Download Mixtape&lt;/a&gt; | Provided by &lt;a href="http://www.datpiff.com/" target="_blank"&gt;DatPiff.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-1497020583263932425?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1497020583263932425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=1497020583263932425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1497020583263932425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1497020583263932425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/yung-cal-hates-new-love-mixtape.html' title='Yung Cal - Hates The New Love Mixtape'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8zVaY5wK4C4/Sl5DWdXb9RI/AAAAAAAAAEo/oM2wkytnVJ4/s72-c/5730_1188757235953_1138991435_30556573_662134_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-8165455406181460561</id><published>2009-07-21T00:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T00:30:05.188-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>Marriage, Marriage, Marriage...MUST SEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sSo2Ia-kYPg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sSo2Ia-kYPg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made me really think about marriage man. Although I'm sure I'll have to go through this....but dang. This was tough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-8165455406181460561?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/8165455406181460561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=8165455406181460561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/8165455406181460561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/8165455406181460561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/marriage-marriage-marriagemust-see.html' title='Marriage, Marriage, Marriage...MUST SEE'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-6082308226775416583</id><published>2009-07-19T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:41:42.665-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joel Osteen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spread'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='investment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selfishness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Word'/><title type='text'>Spread Your Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3171/2608302929_2e1aacf3a3.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the first time since I've been living in Houston, I've passed Lakewood Church numerous times. Yet, today was the day that God said I'd find myself seated in a chair, listening to Joel Osteen's ministration. A seed was forever planted in me, which is invisibly at this moment, changing my life. I mouthed during the benediction that I will never be the same, never, never, never, and it will been so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spoke of these new generation of seedless watermelons that we all enjoy eating during the summer. Although they have been genetically altered, they taste good and don't create much of a  hassle since you don't have to worry about constantly spitting out seeds. Nevertheless, these altered watermelons can not reproduce, which is the reason seeds are made. So, after these seedless watermelons are eaten, that's the end of their short investment to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Investment is the key word. When people think of investment, they think Wall Street, or buying a house, or investing in a business. Its not exactly that type of investment that I speak of, but the investment of your time to people. To your friends, your family, neighbors, or even a stranger you see with a frown on their face, a simple smile can turn their day around. Moreover, by investment, I mean to pass down something that has held you over through tough times. Lessons that you have learned. Secrets to a business that someone else could use. Techniques in areas that you have experiences in. Useful information that you know other people should know is essential to your happiness when they report their success. By adding value to them, you have added value to yourself and God will help you to accomplish your goals also.  Whatever you decide to install into people will forever last inside of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the years of interacting with different races, genders, and cultures, I see the problem to achieving excellence and breakthrough is due to, but not limited, to three things, especially in the black community.They include,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;selfishness, arrogance, and ignorance&lt;/span&gt;. People want to be prosperous, but don't want to help other people become prosperous. I think that some people fear that if they give out their secrets and techniques to their success, they may get out-done. The spotlight will be removed from them, and onto whoever. Which should never be the case. When someone asks you for information and you try to go around it and not tell them, they KNOW what you're doing, and will remember you for that. Although, they came to you for a reason right? I personally want to be known for being a leader, helper, counselor, and mentor. Where I am going, I want to take as many people as I can. What do you think it means when people say "Its lonely at the top". Excellence is shown through serving society instead of living for self. Your contribution to the world entails how your legacy will be told. Think of what do you want people to say about you when you die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrogance is the number one killer of success. How can you need help and also be arrogant at the same time. Sean Combs aka P. Diddy said that when he started to work as a teenager, the first characteristic that he removed was arrogance. What does that tell you? He's a multi-millionaire now, and you're still still sitting on that high horse of yours thinking its all is peachy-cream. Look, there are people who LIVE in this world, and there are people that are just alive. If you don't see the difference, then you need to re-evaluate your state of being. There are people who live an intentioned lives, who feel they have a purpose to serve and those that live intentioned lives, where they they attitudes are carefree and nonchalant. Live an intentioned life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A seedless watermelon is generated to be eaten without reproduction. A normal watermelon is grown to be eaten and to produce more watermelon. In essence, when you plant a seed of vital information into a person, they then will grow, and with that seed you have planted, they will plant more into other people. Don't continue to keep things to yourself when you know people need know the information you have, spread it all around so other people can be blessed. Sow a seed, so it can grow and continue to live on, even if you are gone. Speak faith into the lives of other people even if it seems in vain now, they will understand its meaning in the future. Joel spoke of a elderly woman that went to his church before when it was at the old location, she would come to the church early in the morning, sit in her seat and begin to pray. She wasn't what most people would call wealthy, or didn't seem like she had what people would call talent, but what she could do was pray. Every time he would walk her way in the sanctuary, she would call him over and pray for him for about 2-3minutes. Every time he walked into the church, it would never fail, she'd call him to pray for him, and he'd smile on the outside, but on the inside he think, "Ohhhh mann, why did I have to walk over here". Throughout the years, she'd taught him how to pray, even though he dreaded it then, she sowed that seed into him and look at him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think you do not have a talent, but through just words,  friendly gestures, discussing past experiences that you've learned, or even taking someone under your wing to mentor serve as sowing a seed. Pass on everything good, you will never be more fulfilled until you install something into someone elses life. We are living a legacy that will be either remembered or forgotten. Why leave a will and no life lesson to your children? It is more useful to leave something in them, them for them. I'm sure there are some people that you look up to and have cativated you. We are put on this earth to encounter other people, with a greater benifit to affect them positivitly than negatively . What do you have that you can pass on?&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/8332935516963089605-6082308226775416583?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6082308226775416583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=6082308226775416583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/6082308226775416583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/6082308226775416583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/spread-your-word.html' title='Spread Your Word'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-4297044526852501975</id><published>2009-07-19T02:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T02:24:13.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exclusive That No One Ever Saw</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3455/3734619926_5a94609e81.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2614/3734622264_45c75da582.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/3733824167_894d25bd03.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2439/3734621394_b9c59c7e60.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-4297044526852501975?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/4297044526852501975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=4297044526852501975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4297044526852501975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/4297044526852501975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/exclusive-that-no-one-ever-saw.html' title='Exclusive That No One Ever Saw'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-3713580082477406166</id><published>2009-07-18T00:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T02:08:11.643-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misconceptions'/><title type='text'>Lovely Misconceptions Continued</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/SmF0Ccs8ObI/AAAAAAAAAIc/iYJUgpExi00/s1600-h/129_0422_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/SmF0Ccs8ObI/AAAAAAAAAIc/iYJUgpExi00/s400/129_0422_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359692616960850354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What more can I say about my love life you ask? Well, unlike some people, I cherish my worth and the priceless price tag attached to me. My rack is located in the back of the back where custom made orders are filled to be tailored, while all already made designers have crafted items for your purchasing needs in the store. It might hurt your feels that your order may not be ready for you yet, but like they say, you cant rush perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In essence, what I am trying to say is that many women sell themselves cheap as if their placed on the sales rack. What they don't understand is that, that is where most people shop first. Use your context clues to figure out what i'm insinuating. Pause. Most men see what cheap things they can get on sale before their money runs out. Sale is you, money equals their lifetime. Then when they get the big stacks, they go straight to the tailor in the back of the back, to choose what they want. See, the logic? Like they say, when the desireable is not available, the available is desireable. Pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come across many people in my life to know that men do testers to see what they can get away with. If you're an easy target, you'll fall into their trap, which doesn't gurantee commitment, and you'll probably get upset and feel played. I personally haven't been there, but from what my friends tell me about, its all the same shyt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a flying shyt about nice words, I can play on words too. Its character trill (true and real) actually genunine actions that should count as worth something. Watch how he treats you with his friends, and if you haven't met his friends yet??? Pause. Moroever, don't get involved with a guy if you haven't sat down with yourself and your God to discuss if you should be involved with that kind of person. There are people who are set in place as traps to detour you away from your goals and destiny. Pay close attention to the signs. Not everyone that acts like they like you really like you. Some have goals to destroy you and take your spot or even just to use you for what you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep it real %100, and I don't hide my feelings if i dislike. One thing about girls is that if they're content, there are no complaints. If there are complaints, then you need to re-evaluate yourself and what you're doing. Clearly you're not appealing to her in a certain way or pestering or pressuring too much. In my case, I get a lot of clashers, pesturers, and pressurers. I'm very patient though, I hold in until I snap, and thats when the aggressive african comes out. Beware. Just keep it cool, and we'll vibe great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahh, again i'm tired of talking about me. Next segment coming soon.&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/8332935516963089605-3713580082477406166?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3713580082477406166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=3713580082477406166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/3713580082477406166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/3713580082477406166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/lovely-misconceptions-continued.html' title='Lovely Misconceptions Continued'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/SmF0Ccs8ObI/AAAAAAAAAIc/iYJUgpExi00/s72-c/129_0422_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-1398862413839740006</id><published>2009-07-15T13:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T00:56:05.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely Misconceptions about I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sl64aRdmSMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/w_T-f_w7vnw/s1600-h/walk.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sl64aRdmSMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/w_T-f_w7vnw/s400/walk.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358923368121125058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My post today was going to be about other peoples love, as it is 8 times out of 10 posts, but I decided to switch it up. I want to talk about myself. How I roll, and the misconceptions people tend to have about me.&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First and foremost, I'll tackle my love life. Yeah, I know what I said in the beginning, but this is different cause I'm not in love! Ok, moving on. One thing about me is that I fall into like very easily. But, that is circumstantial, because I can't do it with just any guy. It doesn't depend on money,cars, clothes, but what occurs in the time we're amongst ourselves. Money doesn't really matter to me because the government can change currency (as their doing now google the Amero) and change our money into bottled water. Cars, I don't care for because it's not in my name. And clothes, because he still might stink. Ever talk to a funky fresh(fly) dude? I have. As I was saying, as we're amongst ourself, maybe he's making me laugh, being openly nice indirectly, so it could not be to me specifically, compliments flow unforced, our vibe is undeniably grand and I can talk to him for hours w/o argument. Shows that he believes in me and my dream, no matter what is the greatest love you can give anyone, and it means so much to me. Those are characteristics that play a part in who I like. Obviously everyone cannot share that type of relationship because not everyone's personality matches.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, no one should be confused, puzzled, or perplexed about my decisions to like a guy. Plus, I know when a guy forces it. 10 out of 10 times it's already too late.&lt;/p&gt;Ahh, now i'm tired of talking about myself. Until the next segment...&lt;br /&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/8332935516963089605-1398862413839740006?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1398862413839740006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=1398862413839740006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1398862413839740006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1398862413839740006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/lovely-misconceptions-about-i.html' title='Lovely Misconceptions about I'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sl64aRdmSMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/w_T-f_w7vnw/s72-c/walk.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-6642395240887092394</id><published>2009-07-13T23:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:18:50.198-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><title type='text'>Latoya Jackson says "Michael was MURDERED"</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://dailyblabber.ivillage.com/entertainment/michaellatyoa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Latoya Jackson is speaking out on her brother's death -- and she's making some pretty rough assumptions as to what actually happened to &lt;strong&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;"I believe Michael &lt;a href="http://www.usmagazine.com/news/latoya-jackson-michael-was-murdered-2009117" target="new"&gt;was murdered&lt;/a&gt;," Latoya told the U.K's &lt;em&gt;Mail On Sunday&lt;/em&gt;. "I felt that from the start. Not just one person was involved, rather it was a conspiracy of people. He was surrounded by a bad circle. Michael was a very meek, quiet, loving person. People took advantage of that. People fought to be close to him, people who weren't always on his side."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Latoya is convinced that Michael's "shadowy entourage" is responsible for supplying the superstar with drugs that &lt;a href="http://dailyblabber.ivillage.com/entertainment/archives/2009/06/michael-jackson-rushed-to-the.html"&gt;eventually killed him&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;"They got him hooked on drugs," she said. "He was pure and clean and then drugs came back into his system. I think it shocked his system so much it killed him."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;"He had &lt;a href="http://dailyblabber.ivillage.com/entertainment/archives/2009/07/michael-jacksons-body-full-of.html"&gt;needle marks&lt;/a&gt; on his neck and on his arms and more about those will emerge in the next few weeks," she said. "I cannot discuss that any further as I may jeopardize the investigation. I can, however, say that I have not changed my mind about my feeling that Michael was murdered."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;MIchael's sis also called him "the loneliest man in the world," and swears he was forced to do those 50 concerts he had scheduled in London.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;"It's impossible even for a healthy person to do that many shows," she said. "Michael was fragile. He always wanted to believe the best of people. But he was meek. In the last few months, he became isolated. I believe the staff were given strict instructions that if any of the family called, not to tell him. And if any of the family came by, not to let them in."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dailyblabber.ivillage.com/entertainment/archives/2009/07/michael-jacksons-family-gather.html"&gt;The Jacksons&lt;/a&gt;, Latoya said, plan to file a civil lawsuit against anyone they feel &lt;a href="http://dailyblabber.ivillage.com/entertainment/archives/2009/07/michael-jacksons-docs-not-turn.html"&gt;contributed to Michael's drug use&lt;/a&gt;  -- should that be determined the cause of his death. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I am going to get down to the bottom of this," she said. "I am not going to stop until I find out who is responsible. Why did they keep the family away? It's not about money. I want justice for Michael. I won't rest until I find out what -- and who -- killed my brother."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm doing what I can to find out how he died. If he died of a drug overdose, then I want to find who supplied him the drugs and who first introduced him to them," she said. "We've still not had a chance to speak to Dr. Murray about Michael's final days. I need to know what he may have seen or heard."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;She also claimed, the newspapers reported, that roughly $2 million (1.23 million pounds) worth of cash and jewelry was taken from &lt;a href="http://omg.yahoo.com/celebs/michael-jackson/263"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/a&gt;'s rented mansion and has not been accounted for.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;She added: "Michael didn't have to die. We are all mourning his loss, more than anyone can ever know. But we are also determined to get to the bottom of what happened to him."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;!--  --&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;"It will all come out. You will be shocked," she warned.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;La Toya is equally determined to resolve the &lt;a href="http://www.usmagazine.com/news/michael-jackson-guardianship-hearing-delayed-200997" target="_blank"&gt;custody battle&lt;/a&gt; between &lt;b&gt;Katherine Jackson&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Debbie Rowe&lt;/b&gt; over Michael's two eldest children, Prince, 12, and Paris, 11 (La Toya confirms that Blanket, 7, was conceived with a donor egg and donated sperm and that his biological parents are unknown).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usmagazine.com/news/latoya-jackson-michael-was-murdered-2009117"&gt;For More Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-6642395240887092394?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/6642395240887092394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=6642395240887092394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/6642395240887092394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/6642395240887092394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/latoya-jackson-says-michael-was.html' title='Latoya Jackson says &quot;Michael was MURDERED&quot;'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-7288231477017762168</id><published>2009-07-13T14:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T16:17:16.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Short and Simple</title><content type='html'>I suspect he's told me lie after lie, after lie...after lie. I don't&lt;br /&gt;understand why, because really, we're not together. So, what would cause&lt;br /&gt;him to lie?&lt;p&gt;Busy is the excuse, occupied is the state that's always used. And later&lt;br /&gt;is when he says he'll hit me up. A busy ass lie is what I think, but&lt;br /&gt;patience is a virtue that I have 98% expertise in it. Yet he thinks I'm&lt;br /&gt;stupid. I mean he has the time to be on TWITTER all day,and all night&lt;br /&gt;cause he following kid cudi but I can't ever get a "what's up" text? Is&lt;br /&gt;it because he doesn't like me like that? Or is it because I'm not on his&lt;br /&gt;important list? I could call and not get a phone call back.. Ever. If a&lt;br /&gt;guy was feeling a girl, wouldn't he, no matter how busy his day is, make&lt;br /&gt;it a point to text her or hit her up at least once a day?  The answer is&lt;br /&gt;obvious, so I'm letting him go. Permanently.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I listened to my friend tell her story, I recommended not to burn&lt;br /&gt;that bridge, because he's probably waiting to cross over it, showing&lt;br /&gt;caution to the street signs. Guys need to be for certain if what they're&lt;br /&gt;inspecting is worth purchasing. She agreed.&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/8332935516963089605-7288231477017762168?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/7288231477017762168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=7288231477017762168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/7288231477017762168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/7288231477017762168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/short-and-simple.html' title='Short and Simple'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-5613866194867385109</id><published>2009-07-12T00:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:41:33.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old IDEA, turned TRUE idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sll3HAeJ6lI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lAeTuUoRYb0/s1600-h/show_image.php.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sll3HAeJ6lI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lAeTuUoRYb0/s400/show_image.php.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357444194003184210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; My FUTURE creation will start with this JERSEY. I want to customize it, make it sexy and stunt on these silly rabbits boppin around like they know fashion. If I didn't have these Pamela Andersons, I'd be stuntin harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Love Luxuri Wesst&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-5613866194867385109?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/5613866194867385109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=5613866194867385109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/5613866194867385109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/5613866194867385109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/old-idea-turned-true-idea.html' title='Old IDEA, turned TRUE idea'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxNqSJT6VKs/Sll3HAeJ6lI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lAeTuUoRYb0/s72-c/show_image.php.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-1637000454761199623</id><published>2009-07-10T00:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:21:21.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now Watch Me WORK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8pUAnrVWUkk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8pUAnrVWUkk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-1637000454761199623?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1637000454761199623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=1637000454761199623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1637000454761199623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1637000454761199623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-watch-me-work.html' title='Now Watch Me WORK!'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-2397494321428134261</id><published>2009-07-10T00:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:31:46.707-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pepper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pepper spray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mace'/><title type='text'>The Mace Pepper  Gun -- Must have</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.missomnimedia.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/masce.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some scalawags talkin shit after the club? Your ex-boyfriends new girlfriend trying to stunt with her home girls? No worries, the bright pink Mace Pepper Gun will an unnecessary fight. It includes a trigger activated LED light that helps pinpoint your  target accurately. The Mace Pepper Gun is the most precise defense pepper spray unit available in Mace’s stable of self defense tools.  Contained in a disposable cartridge is a super strength pepper spray formula, and the cartridge utilizes Bag-In-A-Can technology that allows you to spray a constant stream, reaching up to 25 feet, from any angle.  These cute little device is suitable for any type of purse or cluthch.  The Pepper Gun, one pepper cartridge, a water test cartridge and batteries for the LED light can all be yours for $74.95 at Mace’s Security Super Store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mace.com/product/index/id/4"&gt;Click To Order Your Own&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-2397494321428134261?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/2397494321428134261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=2397494321428134261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/2397494321428134261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/2397494321428134261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/mace-pepper-gun-must-have.html' title='The Mace Pepper  Gun -- Must have'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-1717559727740467327</id><published>2009-07-07T23:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T01:44:43.265-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PVAMU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prairie View A and M University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scholarships'/><title type='text'>Scholarships at PVAMU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3274/3101841156_85ef5b8cc3.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At Prairie View A &amp;amp; M University, there is a new program called the Presidential Scholarship Program that are developed to assist those students who do not have the ability to pay for college. These scholarship are not specifically based on income so that is a new factor to which people have been complaining about, yet your GPA must be from 2.25-3.0. Overall Financial Aid advisers want to increase numbers of students eligible for  financial aid.  The scholarships are named after Principals and Presidents that have made significant contributions to Prairie View A&amp;amp;M University and the surrounding community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the requirements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be eligible for the L.  C. Anderson Scholarship, students must:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a Texas resident;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be classified as a freshman  at PVAMU;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet all PVAMU admission  requirements;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Complete full-time course  load (12 credit hours minimum per semester);&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maintain Satisfactory  Academic Progress while at the University; and,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have financial need.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Award Amounts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eligible students may be  awarded up to $3,000.00 for the period of one academic year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be eligible for the E.  L. Blackshear Scholarship, students must:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a Texas resident;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be classified as a  Sophomore at PVAMU;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2.25 PVAMU GPA or greater;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet all PVAMU admission  requirements;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Complete full-time course load  (12 credit hours minimum per semester);&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maintain Satisfactory  Academic Progress while at the University; and,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have financial need.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Award Amounts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eligible students may be awarded up to $2,500.00 for the period of one academic  year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be eligible for the J.  G. Osborne Scholarship, students must:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a Texas resident;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be classified as a Junior  at PVAMU;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2.50 PVAMU GPA or greater;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet all PVAMU admission  requirements;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Complete full-time course  load (12 credit hours minimum per semester);&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maintain Satisfactory  Academic Progress while at the University; and,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have financial need as  determined by federal regulations.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Award Amounts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eligible students may be  awarded up to $2,000.00 for the period of one academic year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be eligible for the A.  I. Thomas Scholarship, students must:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a Texas resident;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be classified as a Senior  at PVAMU;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2.75 PVAMU GPA or greater;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet all PVAMU admission  requirements;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Complete full-time course  load (12 credit hours minimum per semester);&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maintain Satisfactory  Academic Progress while at the University; and,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have financial need as  determined by federal regulations.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Award Amounts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eligible students may be awarded up to $1,000.00 for the period of  one academic year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be eligible for the W.R.  Banks Graduate Fellowship, students must:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a Texas resident;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be classified as a Graduate  student at PVAMU;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3.00 PVAMU GPA or greater;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet all PVAMU admission  requirements;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Complete half-time course  load (6 credit hours minimum per semester);&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maintain Satisfactory Academic  Progress while at the University; and,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have financial need as  determined by federal regulations.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Award Amounts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eligible students may be  awarded up to $4,000.00 for the period of one academic year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pvamu.edu/pages/5693.asp"&gt;Link To the Scholarship Page&lt;/a&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/8332935516963089605-1717559727740467327?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/1717559727740467327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=1717559727740467327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1717559727740467327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/1717559727740467327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/scholarships-at-pvamu.html' title='Scholarships at PVAMU'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332935516963089605.post-3788429690202896432</id><published>2009-07-07T19:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:33:38.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unitiled... so just read</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3073/3027041673_515698bea8.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distraught. Confused. Manipulated. Forced to cope. I describe our ancestors during slavery, who carried our freedom on their on their backs as they took the beatings and verbal abuse. Taken from their rightful homes, in order to fulfill a selfish mans greedy dreams. Culture was stripped from their clothes, memories from their belongings. Yet, they still made music. Music heals the soul. Drums beating, foots stomping, eyes closed so the melodies could take them to a peaceful land. Horns, dancing, singing, praising the one and only Universal God. Thanks being given to Jesus for dying for their sins. Thanks that they still, had each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet. Culture was still stripped from them. They had to adapt. To the scraps that were left from the white mans kitchen. A diet that did not fulfill their hungry or their melanin on their skin. We may all be humans first, but our bodies do differ in the essence that what white people eat is not good for us. We had more pigment in our skins which cause for a different diet. Look at the statistics, African-Americans are usually in high risk for most of the diseases. High Blood pressure, Diabetes, and others. Why is that so? FOOD! I was shocked when I found out that people still ate chitlins and meatloaf, among other scraps that they formulated into meals. Overall, even though culture has been stripped from African Americans, there is an alternative that should be taught to your children. First and foremost, CANDY IS UNHEALTHY. No matter how many calories are taken out, or "no sugar added" it doesn't matter, its all chemicals that are mixed with color added to it. If you don't like processed chicken, go to your local butcher shop and ask for the 5 for $20. Which is 5 chickens for $20. Healthier chicken, and you get to chose which one you want. Cut out sweet things. Cancer cells feed from sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, we eat to sustain our bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8332935516963089605-3788429690202896432?l=visualbite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/feeds/3788429690202896432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8332935516963089605&amp;postID=3788429690202896432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/3788429690202896432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332935516963089605/posts/default/3788429690202896432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visualbite.blogspot.com/2009/07/unitiled-so-just-read.html' title='Unitiled... so just read'/><author><name>ash.bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12864549441597442816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7RzqdOBUwk/TrN8SecPQRI/AAAAAAAAANk/sxTnAOtu6UA/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
