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term='let it out'/><category term='over'/><category term='food'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='Brejett Egland'/><category term='unsolved feelings.'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='caution'/><category term='Haiti'/><category term='box&apos;n'/><category term='Tyler Perry'/><category term='express yourself'/><category term='fat love addicts.'/><title type='text'>Window to her Soul.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>176</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-7321330139121526396</id><published>2011-04-27T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:50:29.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='necessary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='take notes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Temporary but Necessary.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Your &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;darkest hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; will only last 3,600 seconds, that's 60 minutes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;The pain yu felt was &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; temporary, it'll come and go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;When you're up, wee hours of the morning pouring your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; out&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;looking for that person &lt;i&gt;whoever&lt;/i&gt; is listening to say something yu &lt;b&gt;already knew&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;becus you've been here &lt;u&gt;many times before&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;You've seen these nights already, felt this temporary pain already.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Yet, yu still go threw the process to get yu right back to this temporary pain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;All is ask is, why?....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Night falls and then eventually the joy's supposed to come in the morning, the right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Yeah, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;love is &lt;b&gt;joy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so why would it come in the morning instead of existing, already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Let these words soak for a min or two.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-7321330139121526396?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7321330139121526396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7321330139121526396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2011/04/temporary-but-necessary.html' title='Temporary but Necessary.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-845055092060542645</id><published>2011-04-27T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:43:33.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indescribable...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vRwEJ-gdy4/TbkMEjweW_I/AAAAAAAAATI/BnnsPxYTF4g/s1600/206505_1326021447166_1729808543_563326_5563727_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vRwEJ-gdy4/TbkMEjweW_I/AAAAAAAAATI/BnnsPxYTF4g/s320/206505_1326021447166_1729808543_563326_5563727_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mentally, my minds is at a place that I couldn't verbally speak of &lt;br /&gt;becus I've yet to figure out how I would say it&lt;br /&gt;so that the common mind can wrap itself around it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-845055092060542645?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/845055092060542645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/845055092060542645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2011/04/indescribable.html' title='Indescribable...'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vRwEJ-gdy4/TbkMEjweW_I/AAAAAAAAATI/BnnsPxYTF4g/s72-c/206505_1326021447166_1729808543_563326_5563727_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-5619312372311303613</id><published>2011-04-27T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:33:44.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><title type='text'>Sleepness NIghts &amp; Early Mornings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;The only sleep I get, is day &lt;i&gt;dreaming&lt;/i&gt; of yu. In the night, my minds going &lt;s&gt;&lt;b&gt;full speed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt;, thoughts screaming so loud I can't hear anything surrounding me. I miss the sounding of your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;beat that I once laid my ear next to. Your &lt;i&gt;body heat&lt;/i&gt; set my soul on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;fire&lt;/span&gt; that melted every negative thought away. These thoughts were once on &lt;i&gt;cruise control&lt;/i&gt;, now I've lost all control. Now my souls gone &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;north pole&lt;/span&gt;. Early mornings I'm up trying to be &lt;s&gt;piece&lt;/s&gt; my thoughts back together to be &lt;b&gt;whole&lt;/b&gt;. Maybe then I can get some kinda sleep, maybe then this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;ice-boxed&lt;/span&gt; soul can be &lt;i&gt;liquid&lt;/i&gt; form, maybe then all my weaknesses will turn into strengths. The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;lengths&lt;/span&gt; I went for yu, the things I put my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; threw for yu, and accepting every &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;baggage&lt;/span&gt; that was in your closet only left me with &lt;i&gt;sleepless nights and up early mornings&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&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/5015260796906790705-5619312372311303613?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/5619312372311303613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/5619312372311303613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2011/04/sleepness-nights-early-mornings.html' title='Sleepness NIghts &amp; Early Mornings'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-9127094076944556784</id><published>2011-04-14T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T19:17:12.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss yu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rip poppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love yu'/><title type='text'>Dear Dannell.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Yes, Im sending yu another letter&amp;nbsp;even though&amp;nbsp;i know it will be returned to sender.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ArqslSUVl8/TaeqXo3E2yI/AAAAAAAAATE/XmZZpUOaqz0/s1600/IMG_5098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ArqslSUVl8/TaeqXo3E2yI/AAAAAAAAATE/XmZZpUOaqz0/s400/IMG_5098.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Yu were the omega of my heart, the foundation of my conception of love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Never would I have thought I'd be looking for you threw signs from up above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I wish could've help keep the blood flowing threw your lungs, the slugs hit deeper then we'd thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;The doctors said for your life they fought, God bless their souls and thee unknown angel that helped at the scene. Why does it only seems 5mins ago I last seen you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;At least we said we loved each other as we departed that day before this tragic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;It still seems unreal to me, but it's been 2years, 12 days, 14hrs &amp;amp;&amp;amp; 18mins since you've been gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I used to cry every day &amp;amp;&amp;amp; every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I missed so many days of school becus my eyes were too red, heart to heavy to carry on threw the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;But now, I can actually go a whole day or too without cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Still heavy hearted but I keep going to sleep &amp;amp; waking up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;So I'm getting a lil stronger as these days that seems like years,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;hours seem like days, minutes feel like hours &amp;amp;&amp;amp; seconds feeling like minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Poppy, I only live to die jus to see yu again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I know I said this already, but I'm saying it again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I know I've already wrote yu these letters many time, but I'm writing yu again,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;becus today memories aren't enough, again. . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I wouldn't know were to began if I were to say all the things I miss about yu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;But I know the tears are the water for the garden of my victory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-9127094076944556784?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/9127094076944556784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/9127094076944556784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2011/04/dear-dannell.html' title='Dear Dannell.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ArqslSUVl8/TaeqXo3E2yI/AAAAAAAAATE/XmZZpUOaqz0/s72-c/IMG_5098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-609170046632832952</id><published>2011-04-14T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T18:59:57.558-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watch over me'/><title type='text'>Dear Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vhtDxTyuvuY/TaelFwhLr8I/AAAAAAAAATA/VVefxhtJSsU/s1600/Merry-Christmas-051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vhtDxTyuvuY/TaelFwhLr8I/AAAAAAAAATA/VVefxhtJSsU/s400/Merry-Christmas-051.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Angels,&lt;br /&gt;As these days pass, all I can think about is how long will these days last.&lt;br /&gt;I only live so I can die jus so I can live in the sky like yu, angels.&lt;br /&gt;Dear Angels,&lt;br /&gt;The battlefield down here again the flesh gets harder everyday.&lt;br /&gt;The enemy is only in the business of destroying, by ALL means necessary.&lt;br /&gt;Dear Angels,&lt;br /&gt;I humbly say thank yu &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I only ask with mercy to the Angels, to continue to watch &amp;amp;&amp;amp; protect me.&lt;br /&gt;Dear Angels....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vhtDxTyuvuY/TaelFwhLr8I/AAAAAAAAATA/VVefxhtJSsU/s1600/Merry-Christmas-051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&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/5015260796906790705-609170046632832952?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/609170046632832952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/609170046632832952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2011/04/dear-angels.html' title='Dear Angels'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vhtDxTyuvuY/TaelFwhLr8I/AAAAAAAAATA/VVefxhtJSsU/s72-c/Merry-Christmas-051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-81814032380546536</id><published>2011-04-13T19:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T19:33:11.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minutes is all it takes'/><title type='text'>10 Minutes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10mins&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;begins as i&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;sort of &amp;amp;&amp;amp; pin point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; these emotions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;that seems to be all that's &lt;s&gt;around&lt;/s&gt; me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9mins&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;to let this pin go in the &lt;i&gt;pits of my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; let the ink be the blood that's &lt;s&gt;running&lt;/s&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the pain that keeps it pumping, the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt; of it all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8mins&lt;/b&gt; left to unlock the window to my soul &amp;amp;&amp;amp; let yu all be witnesses of a beautiful disaster.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7mins&lt;/b&gt; to let your eyes walk on the surroundings of this fragile thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6mins&lt;/b&gt; left to glue the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;ll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; of pieces &lt;i&gt;back&lt;/i&gt; together that used to be a &lt;s&gt;wholehearted.&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5mins&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;to let &lt;i&gt;yu trace &lt;/i&gt;this thing that once was a painted picture,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;but now has been &lt;s&gt;d e p a r t e d&lt;/s&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: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4mins&lt;/b&gt; will tell of all that's been &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;scarred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3mins&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;was all it took to get these &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;emotions&lt;/span&gt; started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2mins &lt;/b&gt;to let this all simmer, for the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;beginners&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1min&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;left &amp;amp;&amp;amp; im at a lost for words.....&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/5015260796906790705-81814032380546536?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/81814032380546536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/81814032380546536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2011/04/10-minutes.html' title='10 Minutes.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-165180002402696913</id><published>2011-04-13T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T19:47:09.885-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>The IPod Playlist</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;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SMhJXRZP-4U/TaZeJj-e4zI/AAAAAAAAASw/cnALuWtxWKE/s1600/adele21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SMhJXRZP-4U/TaZeJj-e4zI/AAAAAAAAASw/cnALuWtxWKE/s320/adele21.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She did it again just like her album &lt;b&gt;19&lt;/b&gt;, 21 is like a piece of heaven.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Qe3Zn_8NYc/TaZeiyaGo9I/AAAAAAAAAS0/njFlaAsJ9PQ/s1600/marsha-late-nights-early-mornings-cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Qe3Zn_8NYc/TaZeiyaGo9I/AAAAAAAAAS0/njFlaAsJ9PQ/s320/marsha-late-nights-early-mornings-cover.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is some good shit, period.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uMnCFeKOuJU/TaZe22TVQQI/AAAAAAAAAS4/pbibEQhB7rc/s1600/frankocean1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uMnCFeKOuJU/TaZe22TVQQI/AAAAAAAAAS4/pbibEQhB7rc/s320/frankocean1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;i slept on &lt;b&gt;Frank Ocean&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; almost didnt wake up!&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with this mixtape.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XkYXWXtUavs/TaZfVQ37-hI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6zX4OaWaK1U/s1600/sailingSOULsFRONT-e1300319486547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XkYXWXtUavs/TaZfVQ37-hI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6zX4OaWaK1U/s320/sailingSOULsFRONT-e1300319486547.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;JHENE AiKO!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The Award for BEST MIXTAPE OF 2011 goes to her, hands down.&lt;br /&gt;This mixtape stays in rotation!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-165180002402696913?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/165180002402696913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/165180002402696913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2011/04/ipod-playlist.html' title='The IPod Playlist'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SMhJXRZP-4U/TaZeJj-e4zI/AAAAAAAAASw/cnALuWtxWKE/s72-c/adele21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-1896561268904311249</id><published>2011-04-13T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T17:26:36.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='she is'/><title type='text'>Hello....</title><content type='html'>Yeah i been distracted, but i got my mind right.&lt;br /&gt;The pin &amp;amp; paper are&amp;nbsp;best friends&amp;nbsp;again......&lt;br /&gt;welcome these&amp;nbsp;writes&amp;nbsp;with an open mind &amp;amp; open heart, again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-1896561268904311249?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1896561268904311249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1896561268904311249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello.html' title='Hello....'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-4017662375701244781</id><published>2011-01-26T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T13:56:29.823-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='should i give up?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adele'/><title type='text'>Chasing Pavement ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="245" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/08DjMT-qR9g?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="260"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-4017662375701244781?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4017662375701244781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4017662375701244781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2011/01/chasing-pavement.html' title='Chasing Pavement ...'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/08DjMT-qR9g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-1658959788363974177</id><published>2011-01-25T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T16:48:32.549-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corinne Bailey Rae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>The Love EP - Corinne Bailey Rae</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TT9m3K0K6ZI/AAAAAAAAASo/P1lUYufhpIo/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TT9m3K0K6ZI/AAAAAAAAASo/P1lUYufhpIo/s320/photo.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;1. I Wanna Be Your Lover &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;2. Low Red Moon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Is This Love&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*My Fav*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;4. My Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;5. Que Sera Sera (&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Live&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;This mini album is such a tease for the full album,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which is supposed to be release very very soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never the less, she's more than&lt;strong&gt; amazing&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-1658959788363974177?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1658959788363974177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1658959788363974177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-ep-corinne-bailey-rae.html' title='The Love EP - Corinne Bailey Rae'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TT9m3K0K6ZI/AAAAAAAAASo/P1lUYufhpIo/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-3490353484641999655</id><published>2011-01-23T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T13:48:06.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lust'/><title type='text'>Lust Of Her Eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eyes never lie, &lt;strong&gt;they dilate&lt;/strong&gt; .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they stared straight until my &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; told my mind to look away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your appearance was breath taking, i&lt;em&gt; secretly&lt;/em&gt; closed my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to&amp;nbsp;let&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; know i realize what an amazing&lt;em&gt; creator&lt;/em&gt; He is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yet the thoughts that went threw my mind meant &lt;u&gt;sin&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i also asked for&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt; forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;, cus only &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; knows&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; within me wanted to&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;give you the&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;business&lt;/em&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/5015260796906790705-3490353484641999655?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3490353484641999655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3490353484641999655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2011/01/lust-of-her-eyes.html' title='Lust Of Her Eyes.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-2865793403089324575</id><published>2011-01-23T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T13:09:29.204-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DonwTown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Out'/><title type='text'>A Night Out On The Town.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TTyXc96F-SI/AAAAAAAAARk/fQikm4zvyfY/s1600/IMG_6931.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TTyXc96F-SI/AAAAAAAAARk/fQikm4zvyfY/s400/IMG_6931.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Love Yu Guys :-*&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TTyXJJ2QUxI/AAAAAAAAARc/ANMhhNS4c8E/s1600/IMG_6897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TTyXJJ2QUxI/AAAAAAAAARc/ANMhhNS4c8E/s400/IMG_6897.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gotta Love DownTown&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TTyXNuibuWI/AAAAAAAAARg/Nrm6QafA3Ig/s1600/IMG_6916.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TTyXNuibuWI/AAAAAAAAARg/Nrm6QafA3Ig/s400/IMG_6916.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clippers Game&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TTyXpC64rrI/AAAAAAAAARo/93rrgtAz5G4/s1600/IMG_6993.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TTyXpC64rrI/AAAAAAAAARo/93rrgtAz5G4/s400/IMG_6993.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grammy Museum&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TTyWtQMS9fI/AAAAAAAAARY/4KCGdo4NrLM/s1600/IMG_6895.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TTyWtQMS9fI/AAAAAAAAARY/4KCGdo4NrLM/s400/IMG_6895.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nokio Center&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TTyWa8jQ98I/AAAAAAAAARM/I5srKgMh-hA/s1600/IMG_6870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TTyWa8jQ98I/AAAAAAAAARM/I5srKgMh-hA/s400/IMG_6870.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Duhhh, FAT BURGERS!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-2865793403089324575?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2865793403089324575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2865793403089324575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2011/01/night-out-on-town.html' title='A Night Out On The Town.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TTyXc96F-SI/AAAAAAAAARk/fQikm4zvyfY/s72-c/IMG_6931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-8541786569208835269</id><published>2011-01-14T16:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T16:59:25.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna...</title><content type='html'>I wanna know you, like an forgotten dream that only plays back bits and pieces I yearn to figure you out. I wanna know you, like an present under the christmas tree you leave me wondering what's underneath all that wrapping paper you present yourself to be. I wanna become bestfriends with your mind, so I wont ever misunderstood yu. Your heart, I wanna mode it and reshape it into the way you desire it to be. I wanna put your mind at ease, touch places in your soul that caresses your worries away. I wanna be the one who makes your world be safe, like wonderwoman I wanna be your hero everyday. I wanna take you on a rollercoster of ecstasy, explore your body freely as you let set the atmosphere with all kinds of sounds of love making. I wanna be the reason you'll be horse the next morning. (lmao) I wanna be the reason your walking on cloud 9. I wanna the one your define as your lover, homie, and bestfriend because in the end .... All I wanna do is love you with everything within. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-8541786569208835269?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8541786569208835269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8541786569208835269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-wanna.html' title='I Wanna...'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-8911682350378762371</id><published>2011-01-10T17:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T17:44:25.147-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pure from the mind.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short story'/><title type='text'>Her &amp;&amp; Him.</title><content type='html'>She's, &lt;i&gt;valetindatinyg&lt;/i&gt; lies to &lt;b&gt;dress up&lt;/b&gt; her hurt feelings. Why haven't she learned from these &lt;strike&gt;rerun&lt;/strike&gt; dealings? Wasted energy, false potential, why did she even &lt;b&gt;invest&lt;/b&gt; in it? Let him &lt;i&gt;touch&lt;/i&gt; the souls of her most &lt;b&gt;deepest&lt;/b&gt; feelings, let him explore where &lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt; one else have been before. He's young at heart &amp;&amp; &lt;i&gt;immature&lt;/i&gt; so he's not mentally ready for the place she thinks they ought to be. &lt;strike&gt;Intuition&lt;/strike&gt; tells her that she ought to leave but see when &lt;i&gt;feelings run deep&lt;/i&gt; it ain't as easy as ya mind thinks it'll be. Here's where mind over matter applies, cus when trouble in a relationship arise; it's a knock that neither of them wants to answer. Cus who knows what that trouble may bring, possibly a &lt;strike&gt;heartbreak&lt;/strike&gt; scene. ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-8911682350378762371?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8911682350378762371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8911682350378762371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2011/01/her-him.html' title='Her &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Him.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-8053510850118736356</id><published>2011-01-02T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T11:13:58.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rerun.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relapse'/><title type='text'>Another Again.</title><content type='html'>Seems as thought i then did it again, i left my guard down &amp;amp; now im in this same boat floating in a sea of feelings again. I got too attached again, this time even more. So close to yu now my around my heart is sore. I guess that swore to neva catch feelings didnt mean anything again. Now im stuck becus the heart, overrules the mind at any giving time. Yeezy taught me that, it all falls down when yu cross that line. Jus when i got my heart back where it used to be, i still fail short becus i let "yu &amp;amp; me" when i knew it wasn't supposed to be anything more. I like the sweet taste of sin, the sneaking fruit from the forbidding tree again. Here's another lesson again, but am i gonna learn what's before hand or will it be another again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-8053510850118736356?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8053510850118736356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8053510850118736356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-again.html' title='Another Again.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-2036324799219849424</id><published>2011-01-01T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T11:16:32.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fam[ily].</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TRvX_AKQVJI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/BdEXQycxSTI/s1600/Merry+Christmas+047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TRvX_AKQVJI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/BdEXQycxSTI/s640/Merry+Christmas+047.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TRvYs5DDc-I/AAAAAAAAARA/WILQkfIAMqI/s1600/Merry+Christmas+050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TRvYs5DDc-I/AAAAAAAAARA/WILQkfIAMqI/s1600/Merry+Christmas+050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TRva1FtSHFI/AAAAAAAAARI/sJ8EWGMCYAg/s1600/Merry+Christmas+028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TRva1FtSHFI/AAAAAAAAARI/sJ8EWGMCYAg/s640/Merry+Christmas+028.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&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/5015260796906790705-2036324799219849424?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2036324799219849424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2036324799219849424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2011/01/family.html' title='Fam[ily].'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TRvX_AKQVJI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/BdEXQycxSTI/s72-c/Merry+Christmas+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-7764285280202943231</id><published>2010-12-02T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T15:50:41.284-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yu do all that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yes'/><title type='text'>Yu, Do That for Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yu give me &lt;u&gt;reason&lt;/u&gt;, when i feel there's &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;in this world i have to look forward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Security, like an &lt;em&gt;officer&lt;/em&gt; on the job, yu do everything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yu can to provide safety to my soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When the world isn't kind, yu're the one who gives me &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; of mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yu, do that for me......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The sound of your voice takes me&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt; higher&lt;/span&gt; place,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;like even&amp;nbsp;higher than outta space...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;more of an place only &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God's feet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were once&amp;nbsp;placed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Your &lt;strong&gt;touch&lt;/strong&gt; sends silent messages &lt;strike&gt;threw my body&lt;/strike&gt;, that quietly screams &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp; L O V E&amp;nbsp; Y U &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Your presents is such an &lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;amazing &lt;/span&gt;site that it makes me wanna capture yu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;jus to be able to look &lt;em&gt;again, again,&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yu, do that for me....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-7764285280202943231?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7764285280202943231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7764285280202943231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/12/yu-do-that-for-me.html' title='Yu, Do That for Me.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-8803512122943166141</id><published>2010-11-30T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T16:19:48.733-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='REJ3CTz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catdaddy'/><title type='text'>Cat Daddyyyyyyyy :-*</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="374" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhb9st9x54zf6J76VV"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhb9st9x54zf6J76VV" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" width="448" height="374"&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/5015260796906790705-8803512122943166141?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8803512122943166141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8803512122943166141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/11/cat-daddyyyyyyyy.html' title='Cat Daddyyyyyyyy :-*'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-4655505536942092790</id><published>2010-11-29T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T20:52:32.122-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for thought'/><title type='text'>o_0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPR0rdGSbII/AAAAAAAAAQU/3IDEsIOEjz4/s1600/150063_1217898744166_1729808543_405728_389411_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPR0rdGSbII/AAAAAAAAAQU/3IDEsIOEjz4/s400/150063_1217898744166_1729808543_405728_389411_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Control your compromises in a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;If yu give some1ne a &lt;em&gt;license to play yu&lt;/em&gt;; they'll use it&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/5015260796906790705-4655505536942092790?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4655505536942092790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4655505536942092790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/11/o0.html' title='o_0'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPR0rdGSbII/AAAAAAAAAQU/3IDEsIOEjz4/s72-c/150063_1217898744166_1729808543_405728_389411_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-1863628754826793875</id><published>2010-11-29T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T19:28:04.170-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bacon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Bacon, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPRu1jr80CI/AAAAAAAAAPo/_TIhXK0bPow/s1600/DSC03176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPRu1jr80CI/AAAAAAAAAPo/_TIhXK0bPow/s400/DSC03176.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;lol gotta love it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-1863628754826793875?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1863628754826793875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1863628754826793875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/11/bacon-anyone.html' title='Bacon, anyone?'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPRu1jr80CI/AAAAAAAAAPo/_TIhXK0bPow/s72-c/DSC03176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-288327095110907794</id><published>2010-11-29T18:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T18:50:43.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyreesha :-*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPRmZ5EzaSI/AAAAAAAAAPg/3Ofl_5POqo0/s1600/DSC03623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPRmZ5EzaSI/AAAAAAAAAPg/3Ofl_5POqo0/s400/DSC03623.JPG" width="300" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPRmbtzzohI/AAAAAAAAAPk/9lU-9CMwQuY/s1600/DSC03610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPRmbtzzohI/AAAAAAAAAPk/9lU-9CMwQuY/s400/DSC03610.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&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/5015260796906790705-288327095110907794?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/288327095110907794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/288327095110907794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/11/tyreesha.html' title='Tyreesha :-*'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPRmZ5EzaSI/AAAAAAAAAPg/3Ofl_5POqo0/s72-c/DSC03623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-379543349454186376</id><published>2010-11-29T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T18:49:32.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brent T.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPRlA6B_zFI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/H956-x23FZQ/s1600/DSC03647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPRlA6B_zFI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/H956-x23FZQ/s400/DSC03647.JPG" width="337" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Bruh Bruh&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPRlPEf4PaI/AAAAAAAAAPc/hqkNBPg4Is4/s1600/DSC03638--.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPRlPEf4PaI/AAAAAAAAAPc/hqkNBPg4Is4/s400/DSC03638--.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPRlDNjKsVI/AAAAAAAAAPY/u-6bcO7XDQ0/s1600/DSC03650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPRlDNjKsVI/AAAAAAAAAPY/u-6bcO7XDQ0/s400/DSC03650.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-379543349454186376?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/379543349454186376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/379543349454186376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/11/brent-t.html' title='Brent T.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TPRlA6B_zFI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/H956-x23FZQ/s72-c/DSC03647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-1946029213236682862</id><published>2010-10-08T00:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T00:23:03.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food, for Thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Say yu dnt &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;understand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; me, yet?&lt;br /&gt;Its okay, im jus now understanding me, myself.&lt;br /&gt;Im difficult much, yes ..&lt;br /&gt;but if yu cant handle me at my worse,&lt;br /&gt;how could yu possibly think yu'd get me, at my &lt;b&gt;best&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-1946029213236682862?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1946029213236682862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1946029213236682862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/10/food-for-thought.html' title='Food, for Thought.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-8191750870872296579</id><published>2010-10-07T17:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T17:00:39.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Flying ..</title><content type='html'>Im flying, &lt;i&gt;with out&lt;/i&gt; wings now.&lt;br /&gt;Your the one giving me the &lt;font color=gold&gt;strength&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;to even wanna fly in this &lt;font color=red&gt;love atmosphere&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;For i am only a &lt;font color=red&gt;lovebird&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;pls dnt shoot me down&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-8191750870872296579?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8191750870872296579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8191750870872296579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/10/flying.html' title='Flying ..'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-902091334308256752</id><published>2010-10-04T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T17:10:27.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♪'/><title type='text'>I Fantasize ... about, You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanna do dumb things...&lt;br /&gt;Im talk'n: strolling-in-the-park things.&lt;br /&gt;Stealing kisses straddled on park swings,&lt;br /&gt;in the daylight while the ice cream van sings &lt;br /&gt;little melody like...&lt;br /&gt;Twa da da dum...Da da da da dum...&lt;br /&gt;Im talk'n some midnight dedications of rare groove tunes, &amp;&amp; all across London ..&lt;br /&gt;we're using real names too,&lt;br /&gt;cus we're not fazed by who cool, who's a fool.&lt;br /&gt;See, I want to... &lt;br /&gt;everything with you, so...&lt;br /&gt;I Fantasize about yu,&lt;br /&gt;said everyday &amp;&amp; i want to do jus everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i want to run hold'n hands .. &lt;br /&gt;See, i know that we can do this,&lt;br /&gt;in a field of purple grass,&lt;br /&gt;sprayed with green &amp;&amp; white tulips.. &lt;br /&gt;under a sky washed orange by an everlastin sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; yu know what??? i aint done yet.&lt;br /&gt;See, i want to catch a ride,&lt;br /&gt;off some crimson-colored stallion.&lt;br /&gt;We can sail off in a boat made of water,&lt;br /&gt;straight into the horizon. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; we could catch a lift on a cloud,&lt;br /&gt;That's silver lining's really platinum,&lt;br /&gt;But yu know what? i still ain't done yet.  &lt;br /&gt;See, i want to ... &lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; i was thinking we could......&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; if yu wouldn't mind a little..... &lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; if yu're ready we could always.... &lt;br /&gt;Seeeeee - iiiiii - Fannnnntasizeee... &lt;br /&gt;about yu, &lt;br /&gt;everydayyyy &amp;&amp; i want to doooo &lt;br /&gt;jus everything...&lt;br /&gt; *-: ♪&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-902091334308256752?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/902091334308256752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/902091334308256752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-fantasize-about-you.html' title='I Fantasize ... about, You.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-2207232745139189761</id><published>2010-10-04T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T12:26:02.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>This Love Thing.</title><content type='html'>The &lt;i&gt;CONNECTION&lt;/i&gt; is so strong, it scares &amp;&amp; amazes me. The &lt;u&gt;conversation&lt;/u&gt; is like a &lt;i&gt;piece of heaven on earth&lt;/i&gt;.We're both on our &lt;i&gt;interest&lt;/i&gt; peaks, ready go over anyday now. The &lt;u&gt;anger&lt;/u&gt; that sparks between us, only makes the hunger of "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;want&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;" hungrier. The seed of this &lt;b&gt;attention&lt;/b&gt; begins to blossom into a steady growing flower. The &lt;i&gt;dehydration of love&lt;/i&gt;, is starting to form its flowing river. The season of the he&lt;font color=red&gt;♡&lt;/font&gt;rt to be; &lt;u&gt;reshaped, remodeled, &amp;&amp; reformed&lt;/u&gt; has finally come around. .. am i mentally ready? The thing that keeps me up at night. My feelings &amp;&amp; he&lt;font color=red&gt;♡&lt;/font&gt;rt, have this constant &lt;b&gt;fight&lt;/b&gt;. Give in or stick it out? Take a chance at; &lt;i&gt;hurt, love, adventure, higher levels, heartbreak, hurt feelings, that &lt;font color=blue&gt;cloud 9&lt;/font&gt; feeling,&lt;/i&gt; or shall i keep this guard up over my heart?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-2207232745139189761?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2207232745139189761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2207232745139189761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-love-thing.html' title='This Love Thing.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-1423573663875698488</id><published>2010-10-03T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T17:22:00.483-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='her and me'/><title type='text'>Open Letter, Open He♥rt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As i opened my &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;heart,&lt;/span&gt; yu only opened your mouth to let&lt;br /&gt;your lies &lt;strong&gt;smack&lt;/strong&gt; my ears every time yu spoke of &lt;em&gt;love'n&lt;/em&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy said never settle for&amp;nbsp;jus &lt;u&gt;anything&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;br /&gt;He better treat my &lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;princess&lt;/span&gt; as a fully raised &lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;queen&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Yet in the mean time, yu&amp;nbsp;only was worried about&lt;br /&gt;get your &lt;em&gt;thang&lt;/em&gt; in between another princess&amp;nbsp;thighs.&lt;br /&gt;How naive of me to actually believe your &lt;em&gt;satisfactorily&lt;/em&gt; lies. &lt;br /&gt;While my soul lied on your finger tips to touch,&lt;br /&gt;but&amp;nbsp;yu brushed it off like yu would when &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; would&lt;br /&gt;leave&amp;nbsp;that &lt;strike&gt;sticky&lt;/strike&gt; lip gloss, on your cheeks &amp;amp;&amp;amp; neck.&lt;br /&gt;As our relationship docked this sea of love,&amp;nbsp;yu recked.&lt;br /&gt;Lost control of the helm &amp;amp;&amp;amp; let the size of breast, ass, and length of hair&lt;br /&gt;determine who yu was love'n.&lt;br /&gt;Yu even tried to apologize with &lt;em&gt;pricey gifts&lt;/em&gt; to lift my hurt feelings.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;diamonds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to me is like cut glass, &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;roses&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;don't last they&amp;nbsp;eventually &lt;em&gt;die&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Jus like my love for yu ....&lt;br /&gt;This was a &lt;em&gt;50/50&lt;/em&gt; thing, yu were supposed to stay &lt;u&gt;faithful and true&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If i loved yu were supposed to love &lt;strike&gt;too&lt;/strike&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;Meet me half way on &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt;, not be my everything &amp;amp;&amp;amp; now we're done&lt;br /&gt;so yu left me&amp;nbsp;with nothing but a &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; to mend,&lt;br /&gt;trust issues, &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;a open heart yet to be embraced by a real man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-1423573663875698488?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1423573663875698488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1423573663875698488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/open-letter-open-hert.html' title='Open Letter, Open He♥rt.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-6508624861975871230</id><published>2010-09-02T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T11:20:29.017-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ledisi music ♪'/><title type='text'>Song of my Life, right now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="285" width="280"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/idZfJgxoDK4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/idZfJgxoDK4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="280" height="285"&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/5015260796906790705-6508624861975871230?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/6508624861975871230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/6508624861975871230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/09/song-of-my-life-right-now.html' title='Song of my Life, right now.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-233664007085650247</id><published>2010-09-02T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T11:12:46.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovebirds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jada'/><title type='text'>Will ♥ Jada.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH_oJpH6fWI/AAAAAAAAAOc/agGcFGBbV5o/s1600/will-jada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH_oJpH6fWI/AAAAAAAAAOc/agGcFGBbV5o/s400/will-jada.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, i've always loved Will &amp;amp; Jada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;they're sooo cute :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at Jada, she's&amp;nbsp;gorgeous&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; them heels&amp;nbsp;is fire!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;need a man like Will in my future !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-233664007085650247?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/233664007085650247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/233664007085650247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/09/will-jada.html' title='Will ♥ Jada.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH_oJpH6fWI/AAAAAAAAAOc/agGcFGBbV5o/s72-c/will-jada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-8533685506081564092</id><published>2010-09-02T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T10:55:13.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college life'/><title type='text'>Mr. Roseman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH_efJHg8PI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_EP4oF-2HoQ/s1600/x2_28caef4.jpg-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH_efJHg8PI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_EP4oF-2HoQ/s320/x2_28caef4.jpg-.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all have that one guy friend we talk to about our relationships, we consider them our &lt;em&gt;brutha from otha&lt;/em&gt; to the core right? &lt;strong&gt;Right&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp;They tell yu about all their &lt;u&gt;crazy girlfriends&lt;/u&gt;, all their guy &lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;problems&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;, alllllll of their issues and ask for the &lt;strike&gt;female point of few&lt;/strike&gt;. They tell yu how much their feeling the girl or how they&amp;nbsp;met a girl at a club or function right? &lt;strong&gt;Right&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Yet he's become a really &lt;em&gt;closer than close&lt;/em&gt; to me &amp;amp;&amp;amp; he's leave'n for college in Dallas, Texas&amp;nbsp;tomorrow &lt;em&gt;:'(&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; it jus breaks my heart that he's really actually leave'n. Okay yeah we can webcam, txt, and call each other but it wont be that same as his &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;presence&lt;/span&gt;. Im happy for that fact that he's going away for a &lt;u&gt;excellent&lt;/u&gt; reason instead of jail. Jus be'n away from this guy will be the hardest part. When yu have yearssss with some1ne and yu've been gr8 friends since day 1ne is absolutely hard to watch them go. I know what kinda soap he washes with, what he wants in a relationship, his fav foods, his dislikes, what to get him from mcdonalds, what kinda cloths to shop for him, how he dances, when he's angry, hurt, or restless, need i go on? (lmao sheeeshh) i dnt even think if i explain'd the love in my heart for him, yall would understand - so i wont. Maybe distance will bring us even closer ....i know he'll read this so i&amp;nbsp;love yu black'e =*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH_k6EaXnQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ZdjUVrCjTD8/s1600/IMG01115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH_k6EaXnQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ZdjUVrCjTD8/s320/IMG01115.jpg" /&gt;&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/5015260796906790705-8533685506081564092?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8533685506081564092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8533685506081564092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/09/mr-roseman.html' title='Mr. Roseman'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH_efJHg8PI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_EP4oF-2HoQ/s72-c/x2_28caef4.jpg-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-8383384365489124155</id><published>2010-09-02T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T10:25:46.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life. food for thought'/><title type='text'>The Familiar Things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH7HcCWXKRI/AAAAAAAAANo/K4Np-iGGh4A/s1600/tumblr_l5xzmqUyGT1qarmnjo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH7HcCWXKRI/AAAAAAAAANo/K4Np-iGGh4A/s400/tumblr_l5xzmqUyGT1qarmnjo1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When yu look at this picture, what comes to mind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Do yu think they all wanted to do the same kinda pose in gray scale?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Or is it that ironic the photograpghers didnt know this pose was used,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;on an&amp;nbsp;different artist as well?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See, sometimes in life its the exact same thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yu meet some1ne &amp;amp;&amp;amp; jus so happen they went threw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;some of the same things yu went threw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Or, they grew up the same way yu did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;family problems jus like yu, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Point is, whatever yu've been &lt;strike&gt;threw&lt;/strike&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;life&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;some1ne else has been there before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My mom would always remind that our situation could always be worse,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or that some1ne else situation is far more worse than ours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It taught me how to be &lt;u&gt;humble&lt;/u&gt; and&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;grateful&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I also knew God wouldn't put something on me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; not pull me threw it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This post is juus food for thought .......&lt;/strong&gt;&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-8383384365489124155?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8383384365489124155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8383384365489124155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/09/familiar-things.html' title='The Familiar Things.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH7HcCWXKRI/AAAAAAAAANo/K4Np-iGGh4A/s72-c/tumblr_l5xzmqUyGT1qarmnjo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-5771583187658947712</id><published>2010-08-31T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T10:07:00.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Ealy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Takers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idris Elba'/><title type='text'>Takers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH0zraN6shI/AAAAAAAAANI/kxIUXvGxTlc/s1600/55.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH0zraN6shI/AAAAAAAAANI/kxIUXvGxTlc/s400/55.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH01NvD3fcI/AAAAAAAAANQ/ftsiWYzklYY/s1600/100804_takers_brown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH01NvD3fcI/AAAAAAAAANQ/ftsiWYzklYY/s400/100804_takers_brown.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH01TNod4rI/AAAAAAAAANY/OZsi_cAfT6A/s1600/100804_takers_harris.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH01TNod4rI/AAAAAAAAANY/OZsi_cAfT6A/s400/100804_takers_harris.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Takers was a great movie, especially becus i went to see it with a great guy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Chris Brown did his thing and T.I was the funniest in the movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My baby &lt;strong&gt;Idris Elba&lt;/strong&gt; was real sexy as always esp w.that accent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Michael Ealy w.his fine ass ... whoa! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ladies, yu wnt be disappointed its a must yu go see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH02UFzAWhI/AAAAAAAAANg/hYTlx__cJMQ/s1600/actora.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH02UFzAWhI/AAAAAAAAANg/hYTlx__cJMQ/s400/actora.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&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/5015260796906790705-5771583187658947712?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/5771583187658947712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/5771583187658947712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/takers.html' title='Takers!'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH0zraN6shI/AAAAAAAAANI/kxIUXvGxTlc/s72-c/55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-3424720907978260908</id><published>2010-08-31T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T09:50:14.178-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dwyane Wade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gabrielle Union'/><title type='text'>Could it Be? ahh ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH0xQbAoHMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Vvbg0Pd14ao/s1600/well.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH0xQbAoHMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Vvbg0Pd14ao/s400/well.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH0ytoMx1NI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VBHTwWGVFY8/s1600/103700549.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH0ytoMx1NI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VBHTwWGVFY8/s400/103700549.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So Gabby wants a none championship winning ball playa? lmao&lt;br /&gt;hmhmmm .. (lmbo) they cute doe!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-3424720907978260908?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3424720907978260908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3424720907978260908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/could-it-be-ahh.html' title='Could it Be? ahh ..'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH0xQbAoHMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Vvbg0Pd14ao/s72-c/well.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-1286933579212779949</id><published>2010-08-31T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T09:37:39.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama and his wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The Obamas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH0usUd67kI/AAAAAAAAAMg/BTwUhtW1Itc/s1600/99995326.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH0usUd67kI/AAAAAAAAAMg/BTwUhtW1Itc/s400/99995326.jpg" width="345" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH0uqwM6NII/AAAAAAAAAMY/Q11i7sb5gV0/s1600/michelle-obama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH0uqwM6NII/AAAAAAAAAMY/Q11i7sb5gV0/s400/michelle-obama.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't they lovely? (:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-1286933579212779949?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1286933579212779949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1286933579212779949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/obamas.html' title='The Obamas.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TH0usUd67kI/AAAAAAAAAMg/BTwUhtW1Itc/s72-c/99995326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-8306448819228971572</id><published>2010-08-25T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T12:24:05.127-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='highschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popularity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shanelle Gabriel'/><title type='text'>She Had Everything - Shanelle Gabriel</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="285" width="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hMKrQGv75rU&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&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/hMKrQGv75rU&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;doesn't this sound familiar ladies?&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/5015260796906790705-8306448819228971572?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8306448819228971572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8306448819228971572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-i-love-you-shanelle-gabriel.html' title='She Had Everything - Shanelle Gabriel'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-3124093574553489394</id><published>2010-08-24T21:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T21:22:38.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day.</title><content type='html'>Today, i woke up .. prayed &amp; did my morn'n routine. Went to PCC to take care of some school business, it didnt go well none. Caught the train, train left my brother so now im on this redline like damn should i get off &amp;&amp; wait for him or get off &amp; see if he's  on the next train? should i wait for him to call me .. yeah i'll do that. WRONG! my fucking phone died!!! so here i am, on this damn train all by myself all these perv's are starring at me! so then i lose my fucking fly ass glasses! ]: so im now lost &amp; so are my shades as well as my brother. No money, no change to use a pay phone, hungry af, feet hurt, hot as hell. So i finally find my brother in Compton by Grams, okay so next we get to Grams, start paying spades ... lose every game i play -_- * i h8 lose'n in spades!* still hungry, go to NayNa's, still lose'n in spades man, get'n set &amp; all dat. &amp;&amp; why i thought today was wed? lmao. its only tuesday! smh. worst day this month man i swear.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-3124093574553489394?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3124093574553489394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3124093574553489394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-day.html' title='What a Day.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-1769186935048940348</id><published>2010-08-23T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T12:14:12.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo shoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambo'/><title type='text'>That boy Handsome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/THK6tsHOEeI/AAAAAAAAALs/22RvNWHJ8EU/s1600/9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/THK6tsHOEeI/AAAAAAAAALs/22RvNWHJ8EU/s400/9.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/THK6wVsca6I/AAAAAAAAAL0/yC7AVy8yW-4/s1600/10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/THK6wVsca6I/AAAAAAAAAL0/yC7AVy8yW-4/s400/10.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/THK7EorhsQI/AAAAAAAAAL8/KFQBCrz-g-g/s400/DSC02185.JPG" width="280" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/THK7GJmlaaI/AAAAAAAAAME/6o2V_eUJP3w/s1600/DSC02206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/THK7GJmlaaI/AAAAAAAAAME/6o2V_eUJP3w/s400/DSC02206.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ladies - he's a singer, a college student, truly a man of God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Very funny &amp;amp;&amp;amp; out go'n, well rasied brotha. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: x-small;"&gt;p.s - he's my blood&amp;nbsp;brother :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="72" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/THK7GJmlaaI/AAAAAAAAAME/6o2V_eUJP3w/s400/DSC02206.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 465px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 843px;" width="96" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-1769186935048940348?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1769186935048940348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1769186935048940348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/that-boy-handsome.html' title='That boy Handsome!'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/THK6tsHOEeI/AAAAAAAAALs/22RvNWHJ8EU/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-3208689851530304227</id><published>2010-08-20T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T11:55:34.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul filling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my grandmother'/><title type='text'>My Grandmother.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If yu know me well, yu'd know &lt;span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: large;"&gt;Gram&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;(my grandmother) is my ........ well there &lt;u&gt;isn't a word&lt;/u&gt; that can explain nor express what she is to me. I could jus say she's my &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;, but i'd lose her - i'd have &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt;. Today, i came across this video, that touched every inch of my soul in the deepest way. It made me cry, becus it's so true to&amp;nbsp;my life.... yall jus dnt understand how this touched me. I swear i wish i could find this guy &amp;amp; thank him... watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E85m9wn1IxE&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&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/E85m9wn1IxE&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="385"&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/5015260796906790705-3208689851530304227?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3208689851530304227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3208689851530304227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-grandmother.html' title='My Grandmother.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-734350573812902178</id><published>2010-08-18T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:50:40.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Model Chanel Iman'/><title type='text'>Ms.Iman</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TGxHZinpGtI/AAAAAAAAALo/9VirtRrnQDQ/s1600/wenn2964496.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TGxHZinpGtI/AAAAAAAAALo/9VirtRrnQDQ/s320/wenn2964496.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3 her!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-734350573812902178?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/734350573812902178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/734350573812902178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/msiman.html' title='Ms.Iman'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TGxHZinpGtI/AAAAAAAAALo/9VirtRrnQDQ/s72-c/wenn2964496.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-2867122806789542597</id><published>2010-08-18T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:02:30.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Certain Songs, Certain Feelings.</title><content type='html'>Yu know, how certain songs makes yu think about a certain &lt;em&gt;some1ne&lt;/em&gt;. Or a song makes yu cry jus think'n of them? yu play it over and over again, yu sing harder than the artist sing'n it, yu tap your feet to the temple or snap your fingers ... yu act as if your sing'n it to them, yu may even act like your on stage and the spot light is on yu the rest of the place is dark and they're the only 1ne in the addience and yu jus want them to understand and listen to what this song is say'n becus its exactly how yu feel. Or am i the only person who does this? (lmao) naw i know yall do it too! ahaa. Its in crazy how the song writer knows? Its like they secretly browse threw your emotions, right? right. I jus thought i should write about it since i jus keep listen'n to this Eric Benet, Sometimes I Cry. Its been on repeat since about 9am &amp;amp; its now 1:01pm lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-2867122806789542597?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2867122806789542597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2867122806789542597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/certain-songs-certain-feelings.html' title='Certain Songs, Certain Feelings.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-2150394618578161612</id><published>2010-08-18T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T12:38:48.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><title type='text'>Question ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TGw0s214D4I/AAAAAAAAALg/txXe0qU1SA8/s1600/rqatumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TGw0s214D4I/AAAAAAAAALg/txXe0qU1SA8/s320/rqatumb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;A recent study found that &lt;em&gt;20%&lt;/em&gt; of people in &lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;relationships&lt;/span&gt; are actually in &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; with some1ne else. The reason for this are not known, but may have to do with &lt;em&gt;finances&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;desire&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;children&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, so they settle. ..&amp;nbsp;What would yu do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-2150394618578161612?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2150394618578161612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2150394618578161612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/question.html' title='Question ..'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TGw0s214D4I/AAAAAAAAALg/txXe0qU1SA8/s72-c/rqatumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-6445508734389811174</id><published>2010-08-18T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T10:09:27.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naomi Campbell'/><title type='text'>Dimonds, Are Forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TGwTlk9YwFI/AAAAAAAAALc/3TQBl8fNDog/s1600/naomi_diamonds-are-forever.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TGwTlk9YwFI/AAAAAAAAALc/3TQBl8fNDog/s320/naomi_diamonds-are-forever.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christopher Lee Sauve&lt;/u&gt;, he of the &lt;em&gt;controversial fashion tees&lt;/em&gt;, has created something new. This time, his plain white tee offers commentary on &lt;strong&gt;Naomi Campbell’s&lt;/strong&gt; involvement with ex-Liberian leader Charles Taylor. For more on Chris, visit &lt;a href="http://christopherleesauve.com./"&gt;Christopherleesauve.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/5015260796906790705-6445508734389811174?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/6445508734389811174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/6445508734389811174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/dimonds-are-forever.html' title='Dimonds, Are Forever.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TGwTlk9YwFI/AAAAAAAAALc/3TQBl8fNDog/s72-c/naomi_diamonds-are-forever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-3452982414862290562</id><published>2010-08-18T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T09:38:05.256-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dondria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phatfffat'/><title type='text'>Dondria vs Phatfffat.</title><content type='html'>So, she&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did it! Im so happy for her, i used to stay up late nights and watch all her youtube videos. Now she finally drop'd her album yesterday, im gonna buy about 3. Not gonna download it lol i support her! I remember how toe'up she used to look in some of her youtube vidoes, lmao now she stay w.her a pop'n ass weave and make'up :) -no shade- lol. Anyway, support our yung black artist tryna make it futher in the industry! Buy the album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TGwKcEDC6iI/AAAAAAAAALY/rp04vTsds1E/s1600/dondria-vs-phatfffat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TGwKcEDC6iI/AAAAAAAAALY/rp04vTsds1E/s320/dondria-vs-phatfffat.jpg" 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;1.) You’re The One &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.) Saving Myself&lt;br /&gt;3.) Shawty Wus Up (ft Johnta Austin and Diamond) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4.) Making Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5.) Can You Help Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6.) Where Did We Go Wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7.) No More&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8.) Still Be With Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9.) You’re The One (JD’s Jeep Mix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10.) Believer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11.) Kissed By The Sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-3452982414862290562?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3452982414862290562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3452982414862290562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/dondria-vs-phatfffat.html' title='Dondria vs Phatfffat.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TGwKcEDC6iI/AAAAAAAAALY/rp04vTsds1E/s72-c/dondria-vs-phatfffat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-5316674812159812318</id><published>2010-08-18T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T09:26:47.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eric Benet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><title type='text'>Eric Benet - Sometimes, I Cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;object align="middle" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/sflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" height="316" id="embed" width="480"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://cdn.wbpp.warnerbros.com/u/essence/us/video/player/embed.swf"/&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="mediaKey=b3dc38b2-ec70-4a14-a5fb-317a2186e25e&amp;amp;image=http://cdn.wbpp.warnerbros.com/u/essence/us/video/2010-07/22/072210_ericbenet_still.jpg&amp;amp;origin=embed"/&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"/&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"/&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://cdn.wbpp.warnerbros.com/u/essence/us/video/player/embed.swf" flashVars="mediaKey=b3dc38b2-ec70-4a14-a5fb-317a2186e25e&amp;amp;image=http://cdn.wbpp.warnerbros.com/u/essence/us/video/2010-07/22/072210_ericbenet_still.jpg&amp;amp;origin=embed" width="480" height="316" name="embed" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="always" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p&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/5015260796906790705-5316674812159812318?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/5316674812159812318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/5316674812159812318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/eric-benet-sometimes-i-cry.html' title='Eric Benet - Sometimes, I Cry.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-7816586704945230813</id><published>2010-08-17T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T11:20:54.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anonymous...'/><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"If you &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; me, let me know. If not, &lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;gently&lt;/em&gt; let me &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;go&lt;/span&gt;."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-7816586704945230813?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7816586704945230813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7816586704945230813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/qoute-unqoute.html' title='Quote, Unquote.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-7351479583076470460</id><published>2010-08-17T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T11:14:56.189-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehab'/><title type='text'>*Repost* Ima Need Rehab.</title><content type='html'>Going &lt;em&gt;raw&lt;/em&gt; every night not a &lt;strike&gt;condom&lt;/strike&gt; in site, addicted to the feelings so blinded to the consequences before hand, didnt care about that otha woman or young man feelings so deep in to it we became one and reality was numb, it all felt so damn &lt;strike&gt;VERITABLE&lt;/strike&gt; !!! (&lt;em&gt;pausing) Just breathe .. inhale exhale .. repeat. okay GO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes ima need &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;rehab&lt;/span&gt;, so caught up we didnt wanna prevaricate the situation, never had such a great &lt;u&gt;connection of affection&lt;/u&gt;. Your &lt;em&gt;reflection&lt;/em&gt; plays back in my mind right alone with your smell, smile, lips, hands, and the list goes on. Making promises and just going along with that whatever happens kinda &lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt;, we forgot about the &lt;strike&gt;strings&lt;/strike&gt; we had attached but being so attached there wasnt a care for that. This was something special like my heaven on earth, letting each other tocuh the surface of our souls and right in the mist of it all we realize this was a &lt;strong&gt;NO DEAL&lt;/strong&gt; situation.. no more txt's, aim convo's, emails, basically no more &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;communication&lt;/span&gt;. Yes ima need &lt;em&gt;REHAB&lt;/em&gt;, to fall back from this .. long days and nights will result from the pain of this situation. Im strong minded but the pain of the mind takes over the body it'll all be a test, the process will be a mess .. i just pray that it's the progress feels the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-7351479583076470460?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7351479583076470460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7351479583076470460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/repost-ima-need-rehab.html' title='*Repost* Ima Need Rehab.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-8659994838659663515</id><published>2010-08-16T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T14:38:38.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lil bro.'/><title type='text'>Mr. Jenkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TGmu5niMv5I/AAAAAAAAALM/yxT0BeDxyHI/s1600/DSC02607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TGmu5niMv5I/AAAAAAAAALM/yxT0BeDxyHI/s320/DSC02607.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My boy &lt;strong&gt;Jachin Jenkins&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Future pro football palyer.&lt;br /&gt;Future heartbreaker lol.&lt;br /&gt;My lil brother, love yu kiddo :-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-8659994838659663515?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8659994838659663515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8659994838659663515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/mr-jenkins.html' title='Mr. Jenkins'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TGmu5niMv5I/AAAAAAAAALM/yxT0BeDxyHI/s72-c/DSC02607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-6439552665330891571</id><published>2010-08-16T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T12:46:29.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reshine.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not to self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refresh'/><title type='text'>Note, to Self.</title><content type='html'>I've &lt;em&gt;immersed&lt;/em&gt; myself in &lt;strike&gt;worrisome&lt;/strike&gt; thoughts lately,&amp;nbsp;i &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; to open&amp;nbsp;my mind's window&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; allow in a ray of &lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;light&lt;/span&gt;. At times i&amp;nbsp;may not even realize how &lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;dark&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;my &lt;em&gt;interior world&lt;/em&gt; can be -&amp;nbsp;becus i've gotten so&amp;nbsp;used to this &lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;darkness&lt;/span&gt;. I need to do some &lt;em&gt;mental&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;summer clean'n to&amp;nbsp;clearout the &lt;u&gt;cobwebs&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;strike&gt;sweep&lt;/strike&gt; out the &lt;em&gt;negative&lt;/em&gt; energy.&amp;nbsp;I need to &lt;em&gt;repolish&lt;/em&gt; my hopes and dreams until they shine again. I must &lt;em&gt;constatnly&lt;/em&gt; remind myself that&amp;nbsp;better times are come'n,&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;unlock myself&amp;nbsp;out of this&amp;nbsp;a &lt;strike&gt;negative&lt;/strike&gt; mindset - i cant miss my&amp;nbsp;opportunity for &lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-6439552665330891571?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/6439552665330891571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/6439552665330891571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/note-to-self.html' title='Note, to Self.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-6875605823002164490</id><published>2010-08-16T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T11:42:12.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mines ...'/><title type='text'>I’m No, Seat Filler.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i348.photobucket.com/albums/q323/mudge93/EmptySeats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://i348.photobucket.com/albums/q323/mudge93/EmptySeats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I like the feeling of have’n my &lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;own&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; I’ve always been the type to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;be &lt;em&gt;non selfless&lt;/em&gt; yet &lt;strong&gt;selfish&lt;/strong&gt; to what’s rightfully &lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;mines&lt;/span&gt;. I’d share my chips and juice with yu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe even split the last piece of pizza with yu. But, when it comes to &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;that’s jus one thing I &lt;strong&gt;dnt&lt;/strong&gt; share. Call it what yu want, &lt;em&gt;I call it mines&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I can share my heart &amp;amp;&amp;amp; feelings, yet to a &lt;em&gt;certain extent&lt;/em&gt;. Who wants to share, really?&lt;br /&gt;How can i share &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;?&amp;nbsp;Its clearly not an option for me. If i come across an empty chair,&lt;br /&gt;im gonna ask is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;this seat taken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i &lt;strong&gt;expect&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;u&gt;yu&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;to be honest&amp;nbsp;and say either &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What i look like seat'n in the next woman seat? I &lt;u&gt;dnt&lt;/u&gt; fill seats and i &lt;u&gt;dn&lt;/u&gt;t take ppl seat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;comprender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-6875605823002164490?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/6875605823002164490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/6875605823002164490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-no-seat-filler.html' title='I’m No, Seat Filler.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-2011268674631093807</id><published>2010-08-13T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T14:55:37.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no such thing.'/><title type='text'>Friday, the 13th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;BLAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;/b&gt; I never believed in this day of bad luck becus there's no such thing as bad luck - what is ment to be will be - ppl take this day and&amp;nbsp;run w.it, i got all kinds off crazy txt messages &amp;amp; chain letters that pissed me off, like really? ugh.... over it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-2011268674631093807?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2011268674631093807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2011268674631093807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/friday-13th.html' title='Friday, the 13th.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-5794763271274303389</id><published>2010-08-12T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T14:50:12.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><title type='text'>Black &amp; Gray.</title><content type='html'>So, i kinda got this thing for "&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Black&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gray&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" - as yu&amp;nbsp; can see lol. Most of yu know, i can't stand to look at 1ne thing for too long, like a display picture or a design must be changed after 2months lol &lt;i&gt;etc&lt;/i&gt; .... so basically things aren't so &lt;span style="color: gold;"&gt;BRIGHT&lt;/span&gt; in my world right now, self explanatory for the black and gray. Often times the weight on my shoulders get almost more heavier than i can bare, be it makes my muscles work, so&amp;nbsp;my bone tissues tend to grow - while im carrying this weight, the process of my muscles be'n work and the soreness really &lt;s&gt;kicks the hell in&lt;/s&gt; - its only making me stronger, as a person, stronger character, stronger mantality etc ... so bare w.me here readers lol. I'll soon brighten back up and things will get better, they have no other chioce&amp;nbsp;but to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-5794763271274303389?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/5794763271274303389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/5794763271274303389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/black-gray.html' title='Black &amp; Gray.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-8969278243310693751</id><published>2010-08-07T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T13:11:08.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='observe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='your heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patiences'/><title type='text'>The Fine Print.</title><content type='html'>Yu see a &lt;i&gt;fine product&lt;/i&gt; in the market on the shelft, it catchs your eye - so yu &lt;u&gt;buy it&lt;/u&gt;. Now...while this product is in the bag, yu're think'n about it, about what your gonna do w.it, how yu gonna floss &amp; show off w.it, right? Right. Once yu get home, yu start to &lt;i&gt;explore&lt;/i&gt; this product, to see what's it &lt;b&gt;really about&lt;/b&gt;, yu open it it, "&lt;b&gt;maybe&lt;/b&gt;" even read the directions ... But yu &lt;big&gt;didnt&lt;/big&gt; read the &lt;/small&gt;FINE PRINT&lt;/small&gt;. Is it becus we dnt like to really like to observe things before yu pick it off the market? are we in a rush? or we simply dnt care becus the product jus &lt;i&gt;"looks"&lt;/i&gt; so damn good to the eyes? Ohhhhh but is that fine print soooo damn very important!!! So to my readers, if yu dnt understand what the &lt;small&gt;fine print&lt;/small&gt; means, yet - i'll break it down jus a lil more for yu. When yu pursue somthing, make sure its in the very best interest for yu in the long run. Yeah good looks are candy to the eyes but yu always want some1ne who is &lt;u&gt;beautiful on the inside as they are out&lt;/u&gt;. Always take your time &amp; be patient in everything your putting your feelings in. Becus above all else, guard your heart ( &lt;font color=gold&gt;Proverbs 4:23&lt;/font&gt; ).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-8969278243310693751?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8969278243310693751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8969278243310693751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/08/fine-print.html' title='The Fine Print.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-1669047955564299148</id><published>2010-07-21T21:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T21:31:40.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unsolved feelings.'/><title type='text'>Who are Yu?</title><content type='html'>How is it that i know &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; nothing of yu, yet i feel such an &lt;u&gt;indescribable&lt;/u&gt; feeling in my gutt for yu? Its kill'n me softly, becus this &lt;b&gt;isn't&lt;/b&gt; Bee. Im not used to this feeling &amp;&amp; idk if i should embrace it or keep away from it. What are the odds of it turn'n out into the &lt;i&gt;unthinkable&lt;/i&gt; &amp;&amp; what are the odds of it be'n a &lt;i&gt;repeated chapter&lt;/i&gt; written over with a different character? My mind stays on yu, which is &lt;b&gt;veryyyyyy&lt;/b&gt; annoy'n! (lmaooo) cus i cant figure this "thing" out. I guess only time will tell, until then i'll be patiently wait'n ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-1669047955564299148?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1669047955564299148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1669047955564299148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/07/who-are-yu.html' title='Who are Yu?'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-4563400424071837632</id><published>2010-07-20T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T20:18:22.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovers and Friends.</title><content type='html'>We all go threw it, it always sits in the back of your mind quietly - yet its so loud yu cant ignore it. Try different ways to try &amp;amp;&amp;amp; destory it, it'll fade then reappear like a carpet stain. ... im talk'n about the feelings yu try to prevent, over look, black out ... i mean yu know exactly what im say'n here. No Usher or Lil John here, but is it really possible that we can be lovers and friends?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-4563400424071837632?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4563400424071837632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4563400424071837632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/07/lovers-and-friends.html' title='Lovers and Friends.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-1301332995593011272</id><published>2010-07-19T17:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T17:17:36.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jonesing'/><title type='text'>Im, Jonesing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Online Slang Dictionary&lt;br /&gt;(American, English, and Urban slang)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonesing - Verb. &lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;to crave something, not necessarily a drug.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reather my crave'n be &lt;b&gt;yu&lt;/b&gt; - my drug, or a simple touch of your &lt;i&gt;put your mind at ease&lt;/i&gt; kind of love. Maybe ... im go'n threw a withdraw &amp; i jus need &lt;u&gt;it&lt;/u&gt;, which only yu and i can define what &lt;b&gt;it&lt;/b&gt; truely is. Im in need of some soul touch'n &amp;&amp; emotional soothing. My &lt;3 needs to join the beat of yours, again. Never been ashamed to admit how much yu 've &lt;font color=red&gt;effected&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; me, promised i'd never regret yu, again. I guess my chances are 1ne and a million of &lt;i&gt;us&lt;/i&gt; being 1ne, again. Like Drake said, &lt;i&gt;life is a chance&lt;/i&gt; &amp; like a picture i wanna take it. .. are yu with me&lt;b&gt;&lt;/font color=gold&gt;?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-1301332995593011272?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1301332995593011272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1301332995593011272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-jonesing.html' title='Im, Jonesing.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-1465818622174046065</id><published>2010-07-19T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T11:55:14.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo shoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brejett Egland'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Breezy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TESnjGH1ZxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/XxW2CBXjoXQ/s1600/july.+012-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TESnjGH1ZxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/XxW2CBXjoXQ/s640/july.+012-.jpg" width="356" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TESnpYVHSPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/JP_M5A2b2x4/s1600/july.+180-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TESnpYVHSPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/JP_M5A2b2x4/s640/july.+180-.jpg" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brejett Egland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-1465818622174046065?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1465818622174046065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1465818622174046065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/07/beautiful-breezy.html' title='Beautiful Breezy.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TESnjGH1ZxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/XxW2CBXjoXQ/s72-c/july.+012-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-4331922853309096979</id><published>2010-07-12T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T20:57:30.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my bruh bruh.'/><title type='text'>Slow Motion Sundays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TDvgWgaSyeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/idNeF9Wc8eI/s1600/IMG00866.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TDvgWgaSyeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/idNeF9Wc8eI/s320/IMG00866.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; gotta sing w.him lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TDvgNuNNoBI/AAAAAAAAAJk/l3fhAD-XVtc/s1600/IMG00856.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TDvgNuNNoBI/AAAAAAAAAJk/l3fhAD-XVtc/s320/IMG00856.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we was do'n about 95 mph rite here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;lol random right? sooo what. i love my brother doe, hella fun &amp;amp; funny :-*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-4331922853309096979?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4331922853309096979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4331922853309096979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/07/slow-motion-sundays.html' title='Slow Motion Sundays.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TDvgWgaSyeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/idNeF9Wc8eI/s72-c/IMG00866.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-4656673844339228795</id><published>2010-07-11T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T21:05:36.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool, Me OFF.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TDvlahp4q_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/2CNVDuw5sZw/s1600/IMG00789-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TDvlahp4q_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/2CNVDuw5sZw/s320/IMG00789-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;yesssssss :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-4656673844339228795?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4656673844339228795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4656673844339228795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/07/cool-me-off.html' title='Cool, Me OFF.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/TDvlahp4q_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/2CNVDuw5sZw/s72-c/IMG00789-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-8104325961671620874</id><published>2010-07-08T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T15:25:00.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Want, is YOU.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n7PVhQPaFNY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n7PVhQPaFNY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="385"&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/5015260796906790705-8104325961671620874?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8104325961671620874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8104325961671620874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/07/all-i-want-is-you.html' title='All I Want, is YOU.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-2311782659769882905</id><published>2010-07-06T22:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:52:09.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heat Waves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La'/><title type='text'>Uhhmm... Weather?</title><content type='html'>Im not complain'n NONE about our weather, plus i like wetness (lmao) .. naw but seriously other parts of the country are have'n heat waves &amp; ppl are dying from it .... &lt;sub&gt;HELLO SUMMER WEATHER!!&lt;/sub&gt; while we still have cool weather, dnt complain - appreciate it. ... it could be &amp; its gonna get worser. &lt;u&gt;Enjoy&lt;/u&gt; it while yu can, &amp; that's with everything. gdnite :-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-2311782659769882905?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2311782659769882905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2311782659769882905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/07/uhhmm-weather.html' title='Uhhmm... Weather?'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-251542073997237656</id><published>2010-07-06T22:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:47:45.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='returning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hi'/><title type='text'>Hello ..</title><content type='html'>So, i told myself i would give my blog page some rest for at lease a few weeks ... its been long enuff plus i need to &lt;b&gt;vent&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-251542073997237656?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/251542073997237656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/251542073997237656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello.html' title='Hello ..'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-3765818897654496791</id><published>2010-06-09T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T23:12:00.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo shoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='britvsbeeb'/><title type='text'>June/Gloom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;i never get tired of myself. ahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/wi54k1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/2di1zk4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/nl8vmu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/wb6qgj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/huj5v8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-3765818897654496791?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3765818897654496791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3765818897654496791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/06/junegloom.html' title='June/Gloom.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/wi54k1_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-2857258209408366415</id><published>2010-06-09T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:55:43.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo shoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Follow Your, Destiny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Shoot with Ms.Destiny T. Smith, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;This was hella fun :-*&lt;/center&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/11ag6k9.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/10sb4eb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/2nvxhuh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/rh4g89.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-2857258209408366415?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2857258209408366415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2857258209408366415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/06/follow-your-destiny.html' title='Follow Your, Destiny.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/11ag6k9_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-4677882893240237916</id><published>2010-06-07T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:24:49.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo shoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Gorgeous Mishalay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Photo shoot with Mishalay Powdrill,&lt;br /&gt;it was wonderful - enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/eiz9w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/x5xutd.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/29dzl93.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/2ldvzmx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-4677882893240237916?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4677882893240237916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4677882893240237916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/06/gorgeous-mishalay.html' title='Gorgeous Mishalay.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/eiz9w_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-9004630820497293659</id><published>2010-05-23T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T14:40:26.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo shoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Lisa, Hellooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/S_lfa2N85wI/AAAAAAAAAIA/MDiRzAxTY5s/s1600/DSC01327.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/S_lfa2N85wI/AAAAAAAAAIA/MDiRzAxTY5s/s320/DSC01327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/S_lfsumORzI/AAAAAAAAAII/neTMZzVhzFY/s1600/DSC01326.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/S_lfsumORzI/AAAAAAAAAII/neTMZzVhzFY/s320/DSC01326.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lil shoot ...&amp;nbsp;she's beautiful isnt she :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-9004630820497293659?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/9004630820497293659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/9004630820497293659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/05/lisa-hellooo.html' title='Lisa, Hellooo'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4REy2oEY29E/S_lfa2N85wI/AAAAAAAAAIA/MDiRzAxTY5s/s72-c/DSC01327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-3227015338534426197</id><published>2010-05-15T00:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T00:43:39.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo shoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='britvsbeeb'/><title type='text'>BritvsBeeB.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;small shoot i did of myself, enjoy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/aexle8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/14bnryw.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/54az9e.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/1q5zip.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-3227015338534426197?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3227015338534426197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3227015338534426197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/05/britvsbeeb.html' title='BritvsBeeB.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/aexle8_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-2438787499339436424</id><published>2010-05-14T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T00:49:54.387-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blahhhh...'/><title type='text'>Lately ...</title><content type='html'>I've had so muchhhhhhh to say, yet... when im get'n ready to do a post - my mind scrambles &amp; nothing comes together long enuff to type it... guess it gets that way somtimes. Bare with me my readers, lol my mind shall come back to normal eventually, right? RIGHT. (i hope so lol) ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-2438787499339436424?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2438787499339436424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2438787499339436424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/05/lately.html' title='Lately ...'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-7482182964999748112</id><published>2010-05-12T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T14:42:10.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo shoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breezy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Weekend Work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Photo Shoot With Breezy, &lt;br /&gt;For Her Birthday Weekend. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/161cphs.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/juil50.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/105wnj4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/2wguf52.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/cente&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-7482182964999748112?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7482182964999748112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7482182964999748112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekend-work.html' title='Weekend Work.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/161cphs_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-2142530012519699968</id><published>2010-05-07T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T10:48:59.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.A'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where yu from?'/><title type='text'>L.A !</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/k0nd7c.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Im from &lt;b&gt;L.A&lt;/b&gt; &lt;big&gt;trick!!&lt;/big&gt; lmao :D ahahaha.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-2142530012519699968?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2142530012519699968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2142530012519699968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/05/la.html' title='L.A !'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/k0nd7c_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-7943418348018317103</id><published>2010-05-06T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T10:33:43.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote brit.'/><title type='text'>Britteny said it ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; To allow correction in our lives is the pathway to wisdom - learn how to take criticism good or bad, we still can learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;- Britteny Egland :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-7943418348018317103?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7943418348018317103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7943418348018317103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/05/britteny-said-it.html' title='Britteny said it ...'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-5925950138042726155</id><published>2010-05-05T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:52:44.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.'/><title type='text'>This Fragile Life.</title><content type='html'>Every minute that goes by, yu can never get that 60 seconds back. Every day that passes by, yu can never get that 24hrs back. &amp;&amp; somtimes we dnt &lt;sub&gt;really&lt;/sub&gt; understand the word &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt;. .. like its jus somthing that cant ever be. Days come &amp; go, they become memories..they become the past. I've been to so many funerals &amp; im only 18yrs old. So many of my friends have passed away, their moms, their dad, their grannys, my gr8 uncles, my gr8 aunts, cousins, pastors, &amp; the list goes on... but the day of my brother funeral - never became the realest &amp; most hurtful thing ever to hit me in this life. I had take'n 17 yrs of our time spent for grant'd, honesty. I say that becus i thought we would grow old together, i thought that he would be at my wedding, my graduation from college.. let alone my graduation from highschool &amp; prom.. but boy was i in for a rude awaking'n. As we got his obituary together, the pictures, the poems... i went to pick his outfit out. I swear it jus felt like i he gave me money to go get him somthing to wear... everything match'd from head to shoe, boxers &amp; tank top as well. We ironed his boxers jus like he would &amp; spray'd his fav perfums on his outfit &lt;i&gt;Daisy&lt;/i&gt;, yes he liked girl perfum when we went out lmao. It all seem'd like a dream... now my granny is very sick &amp; its worry'n me somthing heavy. So my lesson in this post is, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;pls dnt waste time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Life is sooooooo &lt;font color=gold&gt;precious&lt;/font&gt;. Love your family, love your parents, love your brothers &amp; sisters. Life is too short to be angry at ppl, to dislike ppl, to argue, to disagree, ect... here today &amp; gone tomorrow is too real. Start love'n &amp; be loved. .. tomorrow is not promised, only thing that is &lt;b&gt;death&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-5925950138042726155?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/5925950138042726155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/5925950138042726155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-fragile-life.html' title='This Fragile Life.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-8915003608614292346</id><published>2010-05-04T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T10:01:09.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communicate.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let it out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='express yourself'/><title type='text'>Communication.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Communication - &lt;b&gt;com·mu·ni·ca·tion &lt;br /&gt;• noun&lt;br /&gt;1. the activity of communicating;&lt;br /&gt;2. the activity of conveying information;&lt;br /&gt;3. the imparting or interchange of thoughts, opinions, or information by speech, writing, or signs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any thing yu do - reather it be a group leader, yu have to be able to communicate to your group; &lt;font color=green&gt;&lt;b&gt;connection&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. If your give'n a presentation in front of your class, yu must have eye contact; &lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;b&gt;attention&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. When your walk'n in the street when there's no cross walk, in order for the car driver to know yu wanna cross the street yu have to use your body; &lt;font color=purple&gt;&lt;b&gt;body language&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. Communication can be form'd in so many different ways. Im jus gonna speak on it for relationship wise. Simply becus i witness too many relationships fall apart from  &lt;sup&gt;non&lt;/sup&gt;communication&lt;/i&gt;. So many things are left unsaid, why? &lt;b&gt;»&lt;/b&gt; &lt;big&gt;fear&lt;/big&gt;. In fear of hurt'n thier feelings, in fear of what their gonna say, in fear of how they'll react, in fear of how things will turn out. Well yu cant be afraid to take chances. Every feeling yu have, everything yu wanna say - yu cant be scared to express it to them. It will make your relationship &lt;big&gt;stronger&lt;/big&gt;, try it. If yu and your mate a communication that is strong, it'll make your connection even stronger. Why hide what yu feel? 9xs outta 10 your mate knows when somthing is wrong or is bothering yu &amp; 9xs outta 10 they want yu to tell them other than try'n to figure it out on their own. Express yourself ppl, it works. Communicate, it makes things easier. Hope some1ne learned somthing from this...&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;— Brit. &lt;sub&gt;♥&lt;/sub&gt; Bee.B :-*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-8915003608614292346?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8915003608614292346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8915003608614292346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/05/communication.html' title='Communication.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-2957882128267088324</id><published>2010-05-03T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T21:26:15.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hard to get game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the paint'/><title type='text'>Boxed Out.</title><content type='html'>Here she is, fight'n to get the reboud from him be'n hurt yet his pride, his stuborness has her box'd out the paint. She's try'n her best to get in &amp; catch the rebound, but this body of pride is so strong she cant seem to break it down to get what's hers. Yet, &lt;b&gt;her friends&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;i&gt;the refs&lt;/i&gt; - are blow'n their whistles for a foul. She ignores the call &amp; continue play'n ... she's never really listen'd to her coach, hard head'd. Always go'n after the ball instead of watch'n it. She forgets the drills experience teaches her in practice &amp; in condition'n. She wants this reboud so much ... but doesnt understand why the defense is play'n so hard that she's so box'd out she's actually grow'n tired of play'n this game &amp; ready for forfit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-2957882128267088324?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2957882128267088324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2957882128267088324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/05/boxed-out.html' title='Boxed Out.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-7858465332825906476</id><published>2010-05-02T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T10:52:36.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat love addicts.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Over Eating.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;Don't over-love the life right out of your love life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;I guess yu can call us love addicts&lt;/i&gt; obese. &lt;br /&gt;It seems we cant eat enuff,&lt;br /&gt;its so good we dnt get a full feelings&lt;br /&gt;so we remain hungry for it. &lt;br /&gt;Thirst for it like a sinner does the blood of the Christ, its like its our way of deal'n with life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems the eats that we get from &lt;i&gt;loves plate&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a meal we always want served at dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Yet this plate of food seems badd for us&lt;br /&gt;like liqour is to the liver.&lt;br /&gt;If its that badd why must be eat this meal?&lt;br /&gt;Does it really taste that good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly think its the &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=orange&gt;chief&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, they are the ones who feeds us.. right?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;They feed us the happiness, the lies, the betrail,&lt;br /&gt;the joy, the pain, the frustration, the heartache ..&lt;br /&gt;jus about ever emotion we feel - they &lt;i&gt;cook'd&lt;/i&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will they create a diet for &lt;i&gt;us&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Is there such a diet? calorie watch plan? anything? &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-7858465332825906476?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7858465332825906476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7858465332825906476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/05/over-eating.html' title='Over Eating.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-9037801560102504422</id><published>2010-05-01T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T16:48:55.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Poppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Dannell Jr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/5vzzvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him right ttttthhhhere&lt;b&gt;?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that's the &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; of my life, &lt;font color=purple&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poppy Jr&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I been &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;pray'n&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; his mommy give him to me lol, but &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;I love this boy somthing &lt;i&gt;crucial&lt;/i&gt;, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;He's so pretty, handsome &amp; full of life, &lt;br /&gt;I have no other choice but to ♡ him like my own. &lt;br /&gt;I'll tell his everything about his father, &lt;br /&gt;i'll be the man his dad cant be becus he isn't here. &lt;br /&gt;I'll take him to church &amp; sunday school,&lt;br /&gt;jus like his dad did. &lt;br /&gt;I'll teach him to be a yung man,&lt;br /&gt;before he yarns to be grown.&lt;br /&gt;I'll teach him to love women,&lt;br /&gt;harm them none, respect them &amp; treat them&lt;br /&gt;as a king would his queen.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i will lay hands on him when he gets outta line,&lt;br /&gt;but only becus i love him,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i rather me then the police.&lt;br /&gt;The streets will not produce off of him,&lt;br /&gt;gangs will not use him as a source of their victims,&lt;br /&gt;drugs wont be apart of his life neither will acholo &lt;i&gt;- until he's legal&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I will teach him that God, comes 1st in everything he does,&lt;br /&gt;education 2nd, &lt;br /&gt;&amp; females last. &lt;br /&gt;I'll teach him life is short &amp; to use him time wisely ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-9037801560102504422?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/9037801560102504422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/9037801560102504422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/05/dannell-jr.html' title='Dannell Jr.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/5vzzvd_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-1986675879089196702</id><published>2010-04-29T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T01:20:00.726-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='done'/><title type='text'>Let'n Go.</title><content type='html'>Our connection ran so deep, that if i didnt talk to yu at night; &lt;i&gt;i couldn't sleep&lt;/i&gt;. Crazy cus til this day yu make me &lt;s&gt;weak&lt;/s&gt;... i want back the &lt;i&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;power&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt; yu have over me. But these feelings, i can not control. If i put them on a &lt;u&gt;leash&lt;/u&gt; im sure they'll jus break &lt;b&gt;free&lt;/b&gt; &amp; hide in the conerns of reality where my eyes &lt;i&gt;dont&lt;/i&gt; wanna see. This all start'd from a hello, then lead to exchange'n contacts, then exchange'n feelings, yu know.... then came the &lt;i&gt;&lt;font color=green&gt;fall&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. And, idk why im still down here...nothing makes sense at all. &lt;i&gt;Who's to blame?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Yu&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;? ... &lt;font color=gold&gt;Us&lt;/font&gt;? Apart of me still wants what it is that we had, yet its stilll &lt;i&gt;&lt;font color=blue&gt;undefinable, unreal, &amp;&amp; unheathy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;u&gt;It lays heavy on my heart like the pressure on a mothers mind worried about her childern.&lt;/u&gt; I guess we never &lt;i&gt;stop'd&lt;/i&gt; to think about our feelings during all the empty words that we be'n put forth ... for a second i thought we could save this thing like &lt;font color=gold&gt;Kobe in the fourth&lt;/font&gt; guess not.&lt;br /&gt;We grow from pain, we grow from jus about anyting that doesn't kill us, this will not be the death of me yet it is somthing that will shape me and mode me into somthing even better for an even better person. I thank yu in the long run, for i have no other choice but to let go &amp; move on - if i dnt who will for do it for me? ..... exactly. lol (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-1986675879089196702?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1986675879089196702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1986675879089196702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/letn-go.html' title='Let&apos;n Go.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-8363821646531432433</id><published>2010-04-20T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T14:18:14.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ciara ft Luda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ride Video'/><title type='text'>Rideeeeee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="440" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lp6W4aK1sbs&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&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/Lp6W4aK1sbs&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width=440" height="285"&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/5015260796906790705-8363821646531432433?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8363821646531432433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/8363821646531432433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/rideeeeee.html' title='Rideeeeee.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-2228236859648501606</id><published>2010-04-16T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T14:17:19.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amen lol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed and highly favored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sing&apos;n'/><title type='text'>Wow .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuwF39pagAA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuwF39pagAA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow .... speechless? yall betta singggggg .. omg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-2228236859648501606?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2228236859648501606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2228236859648501606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/wow.html' title='Wow .....'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-6286889985187320219</id><published>2010-04-13T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T19:54:09.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mixtapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wiz Khalifa'/><title type='text'>Kush x Orange Juice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://imflashy.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/wiz.jpg"&gt; Wiz Khalifa &lt;font color=purple&gt;Kush&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=blue&gt;x&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=orange&gt;Orange Juice&lt;/font&gt; mixtapes drops tomorrrrooowww.&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to download it.&lt;br /&gt;'Deal or No Deal' was fire,&lt;br /&gt;so im sure this should be everything its crack'd up to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-6286889985187320219?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/6286889985187320219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/6286889985187320219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/kush-x-orange-juice.html' title='Kush x Orange Juice.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-3816477564865215277</id><published>2010-04-13T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T15:15:17.808-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Prayer.</title><content type='html'>Father, yu know my ♥ &amp; the guilt i have brought on myself. I confessmy fantasies to Yu &lt;b&gt;right now&lt;/b&gt; and Yu to &lt;i&gt;cleanse&lt;/i&gt; me from this unrightousness accord'n to Your word. I release every1ne involed in my fantasy world to be the ppl yu made them to &lt;i&gt;be&lt;/i&gt;. Give me new &lt;i&gt;eyes&lt;/i&gt;, i pray - to see them as Yu see them; as they really are.... i ask all these bless'n in the name of your son Jesus, amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-3816477564865215277?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3816477564865215277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3816477564865215277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/prayer.html' title='Prayer.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-4363225184303335179</id><published>2010-04-12T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T18:27:08.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single life'/><title type='text'>Testing The Waters.</title><content type='html'>Whom might i &lt;i&gt;swim&lt;/i&gt; with today? All the &lt;b&gt;seas&lt;/b&gt; have different things to offer; differnt routes to swim, different sites to see, different feelings, different meanings, jus about everything is different about these seas. With all the fish in the sea, how am i supposed to pick jus &lt;u&gt;1ne&lt;/u&gt;? This feeling is bittersweet - but keep that between yu &amp; me. Be'n able to be free &amp; roam different seas are gr8 journeys, yet when night falls &amp; the water becomes cold - we all want that 1ne fish we call our own. I wonder if im wrong to keep these feelings alone &amp; continue to jus roam .. free. Free of headaches, heartache, gut feel'n intuition of that fish cheat'n .. ect. I guess this is where &lt;i&gt;take'n chances&lt;/i&gt; might fall in place huh? Blah to hell with that, im zoned out high of myself in outter spaceeeee. ahaaha. :-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-4363225184303335179?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4363225184303335179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4363225184303335179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/testing-waters.html' title='Testing The Waters.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-3079895577932072257</id><published>2010-04-11T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T01:15:20.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo shoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brejett Egland'/><title type='text'>Downtown Los Angeles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Photo shoot i did in downtown this week, my model Breezy (my older sister) &lt;b&gt;find her&lt;/b&gt; via &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/BrejettEgland" target="_blank"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/10oleh5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/6iyzi9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/10xu8ae.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/286zfp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/2yxkvlw.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/30js4e9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/5cywd3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/35hqnwl.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/2d27yps.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/im5rgp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/k9j0uc.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was soooo much fun! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-3079895577932072257?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3079895577932072257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3079895577932072257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/downtown-los-angeles.html' title='Downtown Los Angeles.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/10oleh5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-7635889703864485862</id><published>2010-04-10T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T00:14:34.211-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight againt fall&apos;n'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='box&apos;n'/><title type='text'>Me vs Gravity.</title><content type='html'>Im wonder'n .. do i &lt;i&gt;realllyyyyy&lt;/i&gt; wanna fight this lose'n battle? These &lt;font color=red&gt;gloves&lt;/font&gt; are &lt;i&gt;uncomfortable&lt;/i&gt; &amp; the bandage around my hands are wrap'd &lt;i&gt;tooo&lt;/i&gt; tight. &lt;br /&gt;As i step into this ring, the bell rings .. i breathe deeply - &lt;i&gt;i've been here before&lt;/i&gt;. I've fought this fight before. I've defeat'd &lt;i&gt;Gravity&lt;/i&gt; before - no &lt;font color=red&gt;hesitation&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;So why am i fight'n this fight &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;? It seems that gravity have found the strength &amp; put its powers in &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; body. .. well lets rumble.&lt;br /&gt;He throws the 1st punch - &lt;i&gt;the flatter'n punch that is&lt;/i&gt;. I dodge it - &lt;i&gt;been there, done that.&lt;/i&gt; 2nd he jabs - &lt;i&gt;dinner &amp; movies&lt;/i&gt;. Im too swift on my toes - i felt nothing. 3rd punchs are to my lowers body - meet'n his mom. I kinda felt that - thought about it. Right punch to the side - phone calls &amp; late nite txt'n. I knock'd that punch down - i laugh'd; gotta come harder than that baby. *2 minute warn'n* He looks somewhat tired, im still dodge'n &amp; weave'n look'n pretty. &lt;br /&gt;Im ready for my next round, my trainer &lt;i&gt;Ms.Expericence&lt;/i&gt; has been a gr8 trainer .. lets see how far i get with this fight doe. .. Gravity wants me to fall - yet i kinda feel the same. All girls fight this same fight &amp; lose. I've won tooo many times, maybe its okay to be &lt;i&gt;fall&lt;/i&gt;. Maybe its the fear of scrape'n up my knees &amp; be'n left with the scars. Or maybe its that &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; just really aint worth the fall. Only these 12 rounds will tell ..&lt;br /&gt;Until the next broadcast - later fights! :-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-7635889703864485862?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7635889703864485862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7635889703864485862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-vs-gravity.html' title='Me vs Gravity.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-5484530961345254593</id><published>2010-04-09T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T23:49:50.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler Perry'/><title type='text'>Why Did I Get Married 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.wildaboutmovies.com/images_7/why_did_i_get_married_too_ver2.jpg"&gt;If yu loved the 1st one, yu'll be in love with this 1ne. This is a must seeee movie, off top! Like the emotions yu get from this movie is incrediable, literally. I criedddd so much in the theater, lol &amp; i went with my sister we all cried. Yu know anything with Tyler Perry - yu'll go'n to learn somthing. There's alot of lessons in this movie. I might go see it again lol .. this movie is the bomb.. if yu havent seen it - pls GO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-5484530961345254593?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/5484530961345254593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/5484530961345254593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-did-i-get-married-2.html' title='Why Did I Get Married 2.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-4484457712525389890</id><published>2010-04-08T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T10:10:20.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maya Angelou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>"When I Say I Am A Christian"</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;When i say i am a christian&lt;br /&gt;I'm not shouting im clean living im whispering i was lost, now im found &amp;&amp; forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;When i say i am a christian&lt;br /&gt;i dont speak of this with pride, im confessing that i stumble and need Christ to be my guide.&lt;br /&gt;When i say i am a christian &lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be strong, im professing that im weak &amp;&amp; need His strength to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;When i say i am a christian&lt;br /&gt;I'm not bragging of success, im admitting i have failed &amp;&amp; need God to clean my mess.&lt;br /&gt;When i say i am a christian&lt;br /&gt;I'm not claiming to be perfect, my flaws are far too visible but - God believes i am worth it.&lt;br /&gt;When i say i am a christian&lt;br /&gt;I still feel the sting of pain, i have my share of heartaches so I call upon His name.&lt;br /&gt;When i say i am a christian&lt;br /&gt;I'm not holier than thou, im just a simple sinner who received God's good grace, somehow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-4484457712525389890?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4484457712525389890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4484457712525389890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-i-say-i-am-christian.html' title='&quot;When I Say I Am A Christian&quot;'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-4410890375160723550</id><published>2010-04-07T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T23:02:38.390-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot tub time machine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Hot Tub Time Machine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://aqagcsemaths.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/hot-tub-time-machine.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Soooo, yeah this move was funny as sh*t &amp;&amp; very touch'n .. at the end i thought about all my close friends .. makes yu realize how gr8 friends are &amp; what it &lt;i&gt;means&lt;/i&gt; to be friends. Really gr8 movie, both thumbs upppp! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-4410890375160723550?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4410890375160723550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4410890375160723550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/hot-tub-time-machine.html' title='Hot Tub Time Machine.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-3059386902472634910</id><published>2010-04-06T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T22:49:14.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama and his wife.'/><title type='text'>My fav Couple!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://fg2bh.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/fg2bh-obamas-annie-vogue-leibovitz.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None other than, &lt;b&gt;Obama &amp; his &lt;u&gt;otherhalf&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. With every strong man, there's a strong &lt;b&gt;woman&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;behind&lt;/i&gt; him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cache.boston.com/resize/bonzai-fba/Globe_Photo/2008/01/09/1199859152_0899/539w.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-3059386902472634910?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3059386902472634910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/3059386902472634910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-fav-couple.html' title='My fav Couple!'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-5794474169439176455</id><published>2010-04-06T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T23:21:40.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Louboutin'/><title type='text'>Christian Louboutin.</title><content type='html'>The gorgeous &lt;b&gt;Christian Louboutin&lt;/b&gt; shoes worn by the models for Marchesa's equally &lt;i&gt;stunning&lt;/i&gt; Spring 2010 collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shoeblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/spring-2010-shoes-louboutin-for-marchesa.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shoeblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/spring-2010-shoes-louboutin-for-marchesa-fuschia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shoeblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/spring-2010-shoes-louboutin-for-marchesa-wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shoeblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/louboutin-spring-2010-for-marchesa.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-5794474169439176455?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/5794474169439176455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/5794474169439176455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/christian-louboutin.html' title='Christian Louboutin.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-7862358236514462935</id><published>2010-04-05T11:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T14:21:03.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will.I.Am'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OMG'/><title type='text'>#MusicMonday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="right"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://nightlyfe.com/wmc/files/2010/01/3349483973_b293da977e-468x296.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="right"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i50.tinypic.com/156af78.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Will.I.Am &amp; Usher? yu already know the beats gonne be &lt;i&gt;fire&lt;/i&gt; &amp; it'll be a &lt;i&gt;club banger&lt;/i&gt; &amp; in &lt;b&gt;heavy rotation&lt;/b&gt; off top. Yu have to admit, Will knows how to produce. Will always has this &lt;u&gt;astonish'n&lt;/u&gt; beat. The whole &lt;i&gt;interlard&lt;/i&gt; between the chorus &amp; bridge is craaaaaazzyyyy, i love it. &lt;i&gt;The break down!?!?!!&lt;/i&gt; OMG! ahaahhaa - its completly &lt;b&gt;f.i.r.e&lt;/b&gt;. The song is &lt;b&gt;DOPE&lt;/b&gt; periodddd. If yu haven't heard it - listen to it &lt;a href="http://www.thehypefactor.com/usher-feat-will-i-am-omg/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-7862358236514462935?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7862358236514462935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7862358236514462935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/musicmonday_05.html' title='#MusicMonday.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.tinypic.com/156af78_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-7291889376537019443</id><published>2010-04-04T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:45:13.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus has risen.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resurrection sunday'/><title type='text'>Resurrection Sunday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://msnbcmedia2.msn.com/j/msnbc/Components/Photos/020419/040219_crucifixion_hmed_2p.hlarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men. The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay." &lt;br /&gt;- Matthew 28:2-6.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Jesus "How much do you love me"..."This much He answered",then He opened His arms and died. Have any of your friends or anybody died for yu besides Jesus? No. .. I can never thank Jesus enuff for die'n for me. There's no way possible i'll ever be able to express such graditude. Only way is to give my creater back my life in which was him to began with &amp; be a vessle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-7291889376537019443?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7291889376537019443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7291889376537019443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/resurrection-sunday.html' title='Resurrection Sunday.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-1093161799340592401</id><published>2010-04-03T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:20:46.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='your intuitions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gut feel&apos;ns'/><title type='text'>Dont Ignore Your Intuitions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;u&gt;Intuition&lt;/u&gt; • Noun. &lt;br /&gt;The act or faculty of knowing&lt;br /&gt;or sensing without the use&lt;br /&gt;of rational processes." - Webster Dictionary.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lemme serve yu &lt;i&gt;rawness&lt;/i&gt; for your health. Yu know that &lt;i&gt;GUT&lt;/i&gt; feel'n yu feel just outta nowhere? That voice yu hear outta nowhere .. things jus start come'n together like ... DAMN. So this how such &amp; such .. &lt;i&gt;whoop'dee whoop whoop whoop&lt;/i&gt; .. (lmao) happen - Yeah that's your intuition. What's for yu to know, yu'll know. God show yu signs &amp; it aint for yu to ignore them. Always follow your 1st mind, its not jus a thought - its really real. So when somthing tells yu, your mate is cheat'n, sneek'n, or creep'n - 9xs outta 10 your intuition wont fail yu. So dont fail it by ignore'n it. As much as yu try to or may want to, cus your in love or &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; that person - it'll be better for yu in the long run. Besides, if that mate loves yu - yu wouldn't feel that gut feel'n. So there it is there .. take this or leave it right here - doesn't matter, yu'll still think about it. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-1093161799340592401?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1093161799340592401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1093161799340592401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-ignore-your-intuitions.html' title='Dont Ignore Your Intuitions.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-4003744808023385538</id><published>2010-04-03T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T14:29:46.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kanye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bathing Ape'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid Cudi'/><title type='text'>Kanye &amp; Cudi for Bathing Ape 2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://creativeopulence.com/wp-content/uploads/kanye-west-bape-bathing-ape-spring-2010-lookbook-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long and familiar relationship of Kanye and BAPE continues with their upcoming 2010 release which focuses on a distinct style of the brand. With a combination of Bape and URSUS Bape, the brand introduces a new style including belts as wells shirts, work trousers, tees, varsity jackets and even colorful hoodies which they are known for. To view the full collection hit the jump, via &lt;a href="http://hypebeast.com/2009/12/kanye-west-bathing-ape-spring-2010-lookbook/" target="_blank"&gt; Hypebeast&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Cudi recently had a interview with BAPE as well as photo shoot shot by Guy Aroch for the brand for their new catalog for the 2010 summer season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://salisa.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/kanye-west-bape-bathing-ape-spring-2010-lookbook-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://creolbrothers.cover.dk/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/kanye-west-bape-bathing-ape-spring-2010-lookbook-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://imflashy.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/kid-cudi-bape-interview-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://imflashy.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/kid-cudi-bape-interview-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://imflashy.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/kid-cudi-bape-interview-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-4003744808023385538?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4003744808023385538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4003744808023385538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/kanye-cudi-for-bathing-ape-2010.html' title='Kanye &amp; Cudi for Bathing Ape 2010.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-4057812909418194511</id><published>2010-04-02T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T13:07:08.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence Gives Consent.</title><content type='html'>At times, when &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; very quiet .. what other choice do i have but to assume - what your think'n, how yu feel, where your mind is .. yu know the silent treatment we tend to give others when we want them to let their minds wonder. We all do it, do we not? &lt;u&gt;We do.&lt;/u&gt; What the reason? I kinda get'n the feel'n that your &lt;i&gt;enjoy'n&lt;/i&gt; let'n my mind ponder over yu. Its become'n sorta a &lt;i&gt;cycle&lt;/i&gt;, agree to disagree, im madd at yu; your madd at me, yu ask why he call; i ask who is she .. yu know that &lt;i&gt;thing&lt;/i&gt;. Ever wonder why we give them the power to access our emotions when we &lt;b&gt;know&lt;/b&gt; what they're gonna do? &lt;i&gt;Yeah .... i still haven't figured it out.&lt;/i&gt; I guess its 1ne of those things life throws at yu, either yu catch it or yu dont; doesn't matter its still thrown. Maybe the problem is, i gave yu the &lt;i&gt;boyfriend treatment&lt;/i&gt; we yu jus my friend. ... &lt;u&gt;Yeah, there it is&lt;/u&gt;. So, lesson learned i must grow from this &lt;i&gt;silence becus it is the &lt;b&gt;loudest noise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &amp; i cant ignore it any futher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-4057812909418194511?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4057812909418194511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4057812909418194511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/silence-gives-consent_02.html' title='Silence Gives Consent.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-6670747938743626338</id><published>2010-04-01T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T02:44:38.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rip poppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one year anni.'/><title type='text'>Poppy Day.</title><content type='html'>Hey Uncle, its your 1ne year anni... wow. im at a lost of words... how do i swallow this big ass pill? how do i swallow a whole year with out yu here? do i react to my inner feelings &amp; end up do'n life or do i take this as a gift becus yu dy'n taught me how to live &amp; i think that's the best gift that yu could've ever give. It all seem'd like 5mins ago when i hit the floor .. scream'n no not poppy.. damn we left the hospital so sloppy. Its all so fresh in mind. I still smell your scent around me so i know your near. Crazy thing is i barely remember the funeral, all i know is that i was only able to see yu for about 5 secs if that long before i lost my mind &amp; my world went blank. They said i sank str8 to the floor .. idk i cant remember i guess it's to painful to hold a spot in my memory. All i have left is sweet memories .. dnt tell my mom but i drunk some Remy in honor of yu :) it was nasty but it was jus for yu. Know'n yu, yu'll prolly tell her lol. But did yu see all the support we got at the cemetary today? Yu seen all the purple roses they gave yu? GaGa had a sprite for yu, BugBug had put some seeds for yu to chew on, i hoped yu enjoy'd em. We went to visit Granddaddy &amp; Uncle Red too.. tell them i said hello kiss granddaddy for me too! :) &amp; ask him does he approve of me date'n yet? ha. =D .. Dee had a lil kickback for yu, every1ne came it was turnt up too, the food was good as well. lol i had it go'n off top doe. I wish yu was here so i can teach yu how to &lt;i&gt;dougie&lt;/i&gt; i know yu would've liked that dance oh &amp; we all did the Poppy leg for yu!! lol Gram too. Anyway, i hope yu enjoy'd your 1st anniversary as much as we did.. eventhough i celebrate every 1st of each month lol. I love yu Darnell, can yu save me a spot right next to yu &amp; Grandaddy pls? :) thanks cuhhh. I miss yu ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-6670747938743626338?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/6670747938743626338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/6670747938743626338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/04/poppy-day.html' title='Poppy Day.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-5065276158969729263</id><published>2010-03-31T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:55:24.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marvin Gaye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beatles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pure music'/><title type='text'>Music = Them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/28rcleq.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/1222g03.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love The Beatles &amp; Marvin Gaye .. especially Marvin. I was very yung when i 1st heard their music but as soon as i did, i loved it. I came across these pictures today &amp; took a picture of them. ENJOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-5065276158969729263?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/5065276158969729263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/5065276158969729263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/03/music-them.html' title='Music = Them.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/28rcleq_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-4692321703433131879</id><published>2010-03-30T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T13:58:47.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my wishes.'/><title type='text'>I Wish..</title><content type='html'>i wish i could fly i wish no1ne would have to cry i wish my uncle wouldn't have died i wish love would give me a try i wish i could see more things threw these eyes of mines i wish i could be humble at all time i wish all men wouldn't lie .. as much as they do i wish i was still run'n with my old crew i wish some ppls eyes dont stick to me like glue whenever i walk threw i wish i was more like God so i could at lease have a clue of love in which he spoke so proudly of i wish i could spend 1ne night above with Him only to come back as have as good as He i wish better days for yu &amp;&amp; me i wish all these things could be i wish i could love yu as deep as any of the seas i wish i could always be sweet like the honey the bee's collect i wish bill collects would stop call'n my house phone i wish i had a ice cream right now i wish i had a million bucks right now i wish i could stop the struggle of the poor some how i wish yu all bow in the presence of gr8ness i wish i could all this h8 &amp; i wish i could bring the world to peace i wish ppl could suck the blood outta ignorance like a leach i wish Kayne drop'd another album i wish happiness was always the outcome of things i wish i could understand most thing i wish i could have more faith in Yu i wish my fathers world wasn't so blue i wish my wishes would've come true from all the candies on birthdays i blew i wish Yu only knew how my feelings felt for Yu i wish She was somtimes Me i wish i didnt wish that i wish i could run as fast at accusations do then maybe i could catch up to my thoughts i wish i couldnt brought another Corinne Bailey Rae - The Sea c.d jus to put it in frame i wish hoods wasn't things we claim'd i wish blacks wasn't always the blame i wish success didnt bring pain i wish we all gain from our mistakes i wish every1ne wasn't so worried about weight i wish my fav number was 8 i wish all half these wishes could come true but i know a wish is as truthful as a wish .. get it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-4692321703433131879?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4692321703433131879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/4692321703433131879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wish.html' title='I Wish..'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-2853840652418665342</id><published>2010-03-30T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T14:05:47.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usher Raymond'/><title type='text'>Raymond vs Raymond.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/usher-raymond-vs-raymond-album-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Monstar&lt;br /&gt;2. Hey Daddy (Daddys Home)&lt;br /&gt;3. There Goes My Baby&lt;br /&gt;4. Lil Freak (Ft. Nicki Minaj)&lt;br /&gt;5. She Dont Know (Ft. Ludacris)&lt;br /&gt;6. OMG (Ft. Will.I.Am)&lt;br /&gt;7. Mars Vs Venus&lt;br /&gt;8. Pro Lover&lt;br /&gt;9. Foolin Around&lt;br /&gt;10. Papers&lt;br /&gt;11. So Many Girls&lt;br /&gt;12. Guilty (Ft. T.I.)&lt;br /&gt;13. Okay&lt;br /&gt;14. Making Love (Into The Night)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After "&lt;i&gt;Here I Stand&lt;/i&gt;" album sold poorly, i hope Usher makes a banger! Keep in mind he go'n/went threw a divorce .... not easy right? Right. Anyway go get it!! Its in stores &lt;b&gt;today&lt;/b&gt;..like right now right now lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-2853840652418665342?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2853840652418665342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/2853840652418665342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/03/raymond-vs-raymond.html' title='Raymond vs Raymond.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-1252991016331947041</id><published>2010-03-29T13:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T00:07:13.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid Cudi'/><title type='text'>#MusicMonday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.akooclothingbrand.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/kid-cudi.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi&lt;/i&gt;, better know as &lt;b&gt;Kid Cudi&lt;/b&gt;. Start'd in 06, he first gain'd &lt;b&gt;major&lt;/b&gt; attention after his mixtape "A Kid Named Cudi" .. "Heaven at nite", "The Prayer", &amp;&amp; "Save My Soul" were my fav songs from it. He came with some more classic sh*t in 09 doe. His single "Day n' Nite" was coo, not a favorite of mines but i liked it. The album "Man on the Moon: The End of Day" Cudi did his thang no doubt. "Make Her Say" &amp; "Pursuit Of Happiness" was always on repeat. What makes me like him even more is that he aint got a high school dipolma he get a &lt;b&gt;GED&lt;/b&gt;! yes his GED. Now aint that a shock in a way? He work'n with niggas like Kayne with a GED, yu know his music is the sh*t!! Cus it aint about all that degree stuff, if yu got yu got it, &lt;i&gt;period&lt;/i&gt;. Kid Cudi want'd it &amp; he grind hard enuff &amp; did it. He even study'd film. He sung on Kayne "Welcome to Heartbreak" &amp;&amp; help'd with songwriting on "Heartless" &amp;&amp; "Paranoid" he also featured on the Jay's album &lt;i&gt;The Blueprint 3&lt;/i&gt; "Already Home". So if yu been sleep'n on the Kid, &lt;b&gt;WAKE THE HELL UP!!&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-1252991016331947041?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1252991016331947041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/1252991016331947041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/03/musicmonday.html' title='#MusicMonday'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-7300068762520544548</id><published>2010-03-28T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T23:36:23.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trey songz'/><title type='text'>Dear Trey Songz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="right"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i41.tinypic.com/nwzi8o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu &lt;i&gt;had me&lt;/i&gt;, the 1st time i heard "Gotta Make It" .. &lt;i&gt;"all i got is a dollar and a dream is ya gonna roll with me?"&lt;/i&gt; went in my ears &amp; touch'd my soul &amp; from 05 until now i ♥ yuuuu. I felt yu in so much in "Hatin' Love" those days i was experience'n &lt;i&gt;yung&lt;/i&gt; love. Yu had me sing'n "We should be" as if i knew yu were sing'n it to &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;. Them came your &lt;b&gt;Ready&lt;/b&gt; album, &lt;i&gt;OMG&lt;/i&gt; from "Panty Dropa" to "Scratchin' Me Up" - i jus knew yu got yo grown man &lt;b&gt;ON&lt;/b&gt;! What a damn album baby. That's a forsure &lt;i&gt;babymaker&lt;/i&gt;. hahaa.. whoaaa i was like dammnnn ! Yu became a sex symbol over night.(in my mind) .. lol anyway i ♡ yu, Tremaine Aldon Neverson. :-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-7300068762520544548?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7300068762520544548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/7300068762520544548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-trey-songz.html' title='Dear Trey Songz.'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/nwzi8o_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015260796906790705.post-9101273853731885597</id><published>2010-03-25T17:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T17:47:19.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racial discrimination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racialism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racist'/><title type='text'>RACISM is VERY ALIVE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://michelle2005.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/racism-modified-with-irfan.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyy so lemme tell yu, the other day me &amp; my sister went to a donut shop right .. so when we walked i didnt see no 1ne at the register or nothing so i figured they was in the back so i ring'd the lil bell at the counter like ding ding ding ding !! lol literally that many times .. so a lil short chines lady walk'd out with her face all turn'd up .. i ignored how she was look'n at me &amp; ordered a crum donut (the best!!) so she had a attitude or w.e so she got the donut put it in a lil bagy thingy &amp; threw it on the counter to so i gave her the money for it &amp; she did the same thing to my change so i ignored her again .. so i went to sit down &amp; eat my donut and start'd talk'n with my sister laugh'n off what had happend at the register .. so im half way down eat'n my donut &amp; the lady comes from the back and tell us we have to leave  jus like REAL loud &amp; she was madd as hell like jus furious with it too like yall gotta go yall cant sit in here so im like girl when im done i'll leave wth so she was &lt;i&gt;like soooo wat!! so wat! yu go &lt;b&gt;black girl&lt;/b&gt;! yu go now!!!&lt;/i&gt; like hit'n the counter &amp; scream'n lmao so now my sister start'd curse'n her out so they start'd kinda argue'n so she finally went back in the back so im like lemme hurry up &amp; eat this lil raggedy ass donut before she come back shoot'n lmao .. but the point of all this is that she was &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;racist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! Its 2010 &amp; ppl are still very racist. I jus couldnt believe what jus happend, like here i am support'n your lil buisness &amp; yu treat me like that &amp; call me &lt;i&gt;black girl&lt;/i&gt;! At 1st i laugh'd cus it shocked me but now that i think about it; it pisses me off. .. yu've jus gotta be sick to be that racist. Why even serve me if yu didnt want me in your donut'shop? .. smh crazy lil lady man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5015260796906790705-9101273853731885597?l=britsheis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/9101273853731885597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5015260796906790705/posts/default/9101273853731885597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://britsheis.blogspot.com/2010/03/racism-is-very-alive.html' title='RACISM is VERY ALIVE!!!'/><author><name>Bee.B :-*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00014378541013863535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpvUd0gdn2Y/Tj9DWnMa1II/AAAAAAAAATQ/MGpVeIBtLkc/s220/Britissh.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
