<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629</id><updated>2011-08-20T06:46:54.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::Pretty Insane™::</title><subtitle type='html'>The tale of my miserable happiness ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-2772717995075640771</id><published>2010-11-22T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T21:46:48.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Say you will ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Ello ... =) .. just stopping thru unannounced because .. well ... I can .. lol ... not much has happened except school.. and school .. same ole' same .. well there is this flood of guys from my past all of a sudden on me .. there's one I don't mind though .. and if we weren't so far from each other .. I would make him mines =) .. if only .. well lets just say I'm waiting .. yea .. I like that better ...&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/7062228495207431629-2772717995075640771?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/2772717995075640771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/11/say-you-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2772717995075640771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2772717995075640771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/11/say-you-will.html' title='&quot;Say you will ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-716289539919859274</id><published>2010-08-11T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T14:34:29.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Russian Roullette ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Well school starts in exactly two weeks ... I'm ready for it .. i've gotten my stuff together =) I'm still a work in progress but , aren't we all.?? Love you all dearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-716289539919859274?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/716289539919859274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/08/russian-roullette.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/716289539919859274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/716289539919859274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/08/russian-roullette.html' title='&quot;Russian Roullette ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-6425891486821807784</id><published>2010-06-10T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T17:39:28.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Pursuit of happiness ... "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;HEYYYYYYYYYY!!! lol Long time no type right ... welllllllll lemme get you up to speed ... Done with the semester thank goodness :) Ummm I'm back in Chicago ... with the bestest .. Had a pretty lame breakup with someone I truly cared for but hey shit happens .... I am pretty content with things so far although everything could always be better ... Ummmmm Follow me on TWITTER =) @SemiiPerfectt =)&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/7062228495207431629-6425891486821807784?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/6425891486821807784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/06/pursuit-of-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/6425891486821807784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/6425891486821807784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/06/pursuit-of-happiness.html' title='&quot;Pursuit of happiness ... &quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-1587462145394197342</id><published>2010-06-07T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T16:24:03.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Unthinkable..." *poetry*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Wise words fall upon deaf ears&lt;br /&gt;And even the strongest can't hide from their fears&lt;br /&gt;Even the boldest can't escape their tears&lt;br /&gt;I've learned this lesson over the pass years&lt;br /&gt;Played with fire, feigning invincibility&lt;br /&gt;Bandaging the burns as the bruises start rekindling&lt;br /&gt;My senses became dull, and soon I lost the ability&lt;br /&gt;To weave through the lies and find the truth, what a penalty&lt;br /&gt;It's occurred to me, that the best thing to do is wait&lt;br /&gt;Start all over, clean off my slate&lt;br /&gt;Patience is a virtue, I've picked up that trait&lt;br /&gt;Lets just hope that it isn't too late... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-1587462145394197342?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/1587462145394197342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/06/unthinkable-poetry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/1587462145394197342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/1587462145394197342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/06/unthinkable-poetry.html' title='&quot;Unthinkable...&quot; *poetry*'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-3723519953459548060</id><published>2010-06-07T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T16:23:04.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"As I Reminisce....." *poetry*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I remember the moment you expressed your love to me&lt;br /&gt;It was so cute, how you retreated and kissed me instead&lt;br /&gt;How you started to stutter, then briskly shaking your head&lt;br /&gt;You said "Never mind man," So I turned around&lt;br /&gt;Then you just spit it out&lt;br /&gt;It sounded something like "I lo- mmm... I love you man"&lt;br /&gt;You turned your head as if avoiding a hit not expecting me to grab your  hand&lt;br /&gt;I love you too, and that I meant&lt;br /&gt;You asked "for real?" as if you didn't believe the shit&lt;br /&gt;At that moment your shoulders dropped in relief&lt;br /&gt;I smiled in both uncertainty and disbelief&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it was the Jello-Shots, the kush, or the fact that we  were on a bus stop bench&lt;br /&gt;But for a minute I felt my surroundings fade away and the scene of us  ascend&lt;br /&gt;Damn, for a slight second I was spent&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts jumbled up, thinking something like 'not this again'&lt;br /&gt;Vulnerable, sitting next to a nigga that stole me&lt;br /&gt;But instead of letting my fears control me&lt;br /&gt;I let that goofy look on your face console me&lt;br /&gt;You know that look you get when you're drunk&lt;br /&gt;Instantly my insecurities shrunk&lt;br /&gt;I mean hell, who would have thunk?&lt;br /&gt;Here I thought you were out for one thing&lt;br /&gt;You know That thing that thing that thinnnnngg (In my Lauren Hill voice)&lt;br /&gt; And I settled for that shit, thinking, I'm young&lt;br /&gt;We can have fun&lt;br /&gt;Get dumb high and pissy ass drunk&lt;br /&gt;Sneaking you through my back door , while my mom wasn't home&lt;br /&gt;Then defending you after she reached for the chrome (she crazy)&lt;br /&gt;Instead you mad an impression on me&lt;br /&gt;Had me second guessing me&lt;br /&gt;I never believed in fate or destiny&lt;br /&gt;That shit was for the birds, and its never been a chicken in me (haha)&lt;br /&gt;But I caught myself thinking something like&lt;br /&gt;'This could be, meant to be'&lt;br /&gt;Or something corny like that&lt;br /&gt;Opinion outweighing fact&lt;br /&gt;You see happiness is temporary&lt;br /&gt;and As sometimey beings, something permanent quickly turns scary&lt;br /&gt;So we choose flight instead of fight&lt;br /&gt;End shit on a cold note, run into one another later on and reminisce&lt;br /&gt;Sometime down the line forgive but never do we forget&lt;br /&gt;Got me thinking something like&lt;br /&gt;"Ain't that about a bitch!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-3723519953459548060?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/3723519953459548060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/06/as-i-reminisce-poetry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/3723519953459548060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/3723519953459548060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/06/as-i-reminisce-poetry.html' title='&quot;As I Reminisce.....&quot; *poetry*'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-2688732399333506483</id><published>2010-06-07T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T16:21:43.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Can anybody Hear me??" *poetry*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This isn't how it should be&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn't hurt&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just answered my question&lt;br /&gt;I guess I understand my worth&lt;br /&gt;No one deserves heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;But I guess its the inevitable&lt;br /&gt;So i'll chuck it as a lost&lt;br /&gt;As anyone else would do&lt;br /&gt;Move on enjoy the happiness that I got&lt;br /&gt;Go out, put my smile on&lt;br /&gt;Look for someone to fill your spot&lt;br /&gt;But know this, You wont get to me regardless what you do&lt;br /&gt;And revenge is simply energy I just wont use&lt;br /&gt;I wont waste my time pissed off or angry with you&lt;br /&gt;What I' saying is I simply refuse&lt;br /&gt;.........To be Continued I guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-2688732399333506483?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/2688732399333506483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/06/can-anybody-hear-me-poetry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2688732399333506483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2688732399333506483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/06/can-anybody-hear-me-poetry.html' title='&quot;Can anybody Hear me??&quot; *poetry*'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-7163687086518894222</id><published>2010-04-28T18:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T18:28:10.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sober Me Up *baq at poetry*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sober me up&lt;br /&gt;Strip me down&lt;br /&gt;Tell me the truth&lt;br /&gt;Wipe off my smile&lt;br /&gt;Bring me down&lt;br /&gt;Crush my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Shatter my hope&lt;br /&gt;Disrupt my balance along this tight rope&lt;br /&gt;Sober me up&lt;br /&gt;Remove my high&lt;br /&gt;Clip my wings as I begin to fly&lt;br /&gt;Its not worth it!&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be a blind musician&lt;br /&gt;than a deaf poet&lt;br /&gt;Meaning I can't find substance in your words filled with no meaning&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather spend eternity awake&lt;br /&gt;Than this temporary dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Sober me up&lt;br /&gt;Stop the lies&lt;br /&gt;Am I worth your honesty&lt;br /&gt;Honestly&lt;br /&gt;or will you continue to dishonor me?&lt;br /&gt;Sober me up.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-7163687086518894222?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/7163687086518894222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/04/sober-me-up-baq-at-poetry_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/7163687086518894222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/7163687086518894222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/04/sober-me-up-baq-at-poetry_28.html' title='Sober Me Up *baq at poetry*'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-1610589749629208925</id><published>2010-03-09T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T18:28:43.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"you make me feel ... sooo unreal...*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So I'm confused as shit ... but its nothing I can't handle I hope... I mean I love this boy so fuckin much that I don't know what to do for the first time in a long time ... I mean I've been forgave but I can't forget... He hurt me bad... had me at a point that I dont ever want to be again ... I guess I have to put it in Gods hands ... until then Bloggers .... Sweet Dreams ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;xoxoxoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sunni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-1610589749629208925?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/1610589749629208925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-make-me-feel-sooo-unreal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/1610589749629208925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/1610589749629208925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-make-me-feel-sooo-unreal.html' title='&quot;you make me feel ... sooo unreal...*'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-1873040143010069957</id><published>2010-02-25T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T14:09:51.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"24 Hours From Greatness..." Baq At Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;24 hours from Greatness&lt;br /&gt;Striving for the best&lt;br /&gt;What I’ve been taught since birth&lt;br /&gt;Get it done, finish fast&lt;br /&gt;Always finish first&lt;br /&gt;But at what cost is it all?&lt;br /&gt;In the end what’s the worth?&lt;br /&gt;Greatness&lt;br /&gt;I’m doing it all&lt;br /&gt;Closer to my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Staying above the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Never anticipating to fall&lt;br /&gt;Taking on the world&lt;br /&gt;I can handle it all&lt;br /&gt;Long days&lt;br /&gt;Followed by booked nights&lt;br /&gt;Wake up early&lt;br /&gt;To get to sleep is a fight&lt;br /&gt;Insomnia is hand in hand with ambition&lt;br /&gt;This alone is not what I envision&lt;br /&gt;I guess it comes with my decision&lt;br /&gt;Greatness&lt;br /&gt;I need it but I’m worn&lt;br /&gt;Quit or keep it up, I’m torn&lt;br /&gt;Time is escaping me, fading to cold from warm&lt;br /&gt;The life leaving me as I pursue the Perfect Life&lt;br /&gt;So my success turns into my demise&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to give up, so I will never close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I fall&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts&lt;br /&gt;But for what I strive for its worth&lt;br /&gt;The pain, it’s worth it&lt;br /&gt;The days I work, it all comes at a price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;The death of my sanity for the Perfect life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; And the twist if the knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; I’m still 24 hours from Greatness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S U N N I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-1873040143010069957?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/1873040143010069957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/24-hours-from-greatness-baq-at-poetry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/1873040143010069957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/1873040143010069957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/24-hours-from-greatness-baq-at-poetry.html' title='&quot;24 Hours From Greatness...&quot; Baq At Poetry'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-5241140762490468140</id><published>2010-02-25T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T18:29:18.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"School Daze ...."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hey all, well all is well over here. Next week is midterms then BREAK! Man I'm so excited to sleep IN. I rarely get any effin' sleep but its the price you pay when handling business right? This is truly gonna be the year of the hard worker for me. I'm not stopping at all. I may complain a lil but hey, FUUUCKKKK ITT! While I have definately added stress to my plate, I've removed a bit as well. All in all I'm just fine. Well back to studying but who knows I might just get inspired ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-5241140762490468140?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/5241140762490468140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/school-daze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/5241140762490468140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/5241140762490468140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/school-daze.html' title='&quot;School Daze ....&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-8249835692222452938</id><published>2010-02-19T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T18:29:53.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Pressure ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'll take all the pressure off of you ... Well people life is great! Well if it were that simple the world would be less chaotic. Things are going- well they're going. I'm at school what seems like too damn much but I see the light at the end of the tunnel and it keeps me going. Family, Tinkey and I made up, well it last I hope so. Friends, I couldn't ask for better ones. Friendships ... a lot are being mended, but the most important ones remain strong. Relationships ... holding off on those for a minute .. I got bad luck with guys but I'm not bitchin' I got a whole life ahead of me.  I'm doing phenomenal , I'm back to my old nerd self. YIKES! lol But its my comfort zone, correcting people and such. I can't wait til March! It ain't getting here quick enough lol ... MONEYS! OH RIGHT! I have a lot of things that I have to post here, so stay posted. Well Niecys waiting on the computer so I'll ttyl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;toodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;xoxoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-8249835692222452938?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/8249835692222452938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/pressure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/8249835692222452938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/8249835692222452938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/pressure.html' title='&quot;Pressure ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-2567794286025641919</id><published>2010-02-16T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T18:29:35.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Roger That!!!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sooooooo, I'm at school and its time for an UPDATE: I talked to my budddyyy Michael and hes doing fine, thats good congrats goes to him he graduated, woot woot! ummmmmm, the ex has tryed to get in touch with me to talk about us *psssstttttt* there is no "us" loser ... meanwhile a number of people predicted that. I began apartment searching sooo maybe I shall find a nice one .... school is going phenominally, my mother and I are on peaceful terms *whew! finally!* and my stress level has indefinitly decreased, well maybe not indefinitly ... and I have stopped looking for a man, I've decided to act like one ... whoa whoa whoa! I don't want a girl lol I just wanna have fun, hell I'm young! ... welll I had to share that epiphany .... PS I have a crush lol well its kinda been this way ince I met his person but helll hes sooo fucking sexy to me dayum! you know who you are lol ... and you guys know who he is but I'll spare the details ... *cough* whiteboy lol well I got to goo class is in session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-2567794286025641919?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/2567794286025641919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/roger-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2567794286025641919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2567794286025641919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/roger-that.html' title='&quot;Roger That!!!&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-2183676865874433534</id><published>2010-02-12T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T18:30:16.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Pretty mama if you're single ... single"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Soooo, the infamous Valentines day is coming soon ... yay ... that of course was complete sarcasm ... I plan on being alone on Valentines day, well minus my friends. I'm totally cool with it though because if i can't spend it with who I want I don't want to think about it. Anyways, everything is going as plannned ... but this person keeps popping up out of nowhere ... hes very persistent but I pay him no mind because I got my eye on aother ... the other? well he isn't new but he isn't old ... we've stayed in touch over the years but as friends only. idk you guys know I'm complicated, hell guys are too. I really just want to be alone right now though. I've been hurt TOO much and it has me thinking that maybe its best that I stop thinking and stop looking. I am going to stop, hell let my prince charming find me lol even though they don't exist and that by far is pretty corny. Well I'm gonna listen to some music and wait for my class to start ... tttyl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-2183676865874433534?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/2183676865874433534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/pretty-mama-if-youre-single-single.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2183676865874433534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2183676865874433534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/pretty-mama-if-youre-single-single.html' title='&quot;Pretty mama if you&apos;re single ... single&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-3180834497946876379</id><published>2010-02-11T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T18:31:53.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You don't know my name..... ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;SOOO ... there is a scheduled change for now, lol the new Pretty Insane is the old Sada Says ... nothing has changed but the name ... trust me the content will be the same if not better .. so stay with me ... please don't leave me lol ... Meanwhile: I'm in school awaiting the start of my next class... nothing more nothing less... oh and theres this guy ... I know theres always a guy lol but this guy is really trying really hard, but I don't want anything to do with anybody let alone any guy ... hes nice though .. am I wrong... the Gods shall answer that one I guess. I'm looking at a different school in a different city but my mother wants me to stay because its cheaper to stay home. i'm lost on my decision but shit ... idk .. well alot of things are going on and as you know I'm still busy but I will dedicate my time to update this blog because I realize my neglect ... sooooo with that said ttyl lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;xoxoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-3180834497946876379?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/3180834497946876379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-dont-know-my-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/3180834497946876379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/3180834497946876379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-dont-know-my-name.html' title='&quot;You don&apos;t know my name..... ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-7138778460854000512</id><published>2010-02-09T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T10:14:39.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Snowed In..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So if you're in Chicago right now... and you're outside ... on this day February 9th 2010, you see the white catastrophe! Its snowing, not just pretty whte and pretty fluffy, but SNOW! ICE COLD SNOW! wtf on this day I had to get on the bus to go to school, thus regretting taking last Tuesday off becuase I was sick. I have two exams to make up.... it's all my fault! But whatever ... in other news I got two gents on my tail lol .... but I'm focused on staying single ... and I am gonna stay single , I'm gonna let love find me instead of the other way around ... its tooo much work! but newhoots I gotta go to class so until lata &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S U N N I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-7138778460854000512?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/7138778460854000512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/snowed-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/7138778460854000512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/7138778460854000512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/snowed-in.html' title='&quot;Snowed In...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-3156863673228058179</id><published>2010-02-08T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T12:35:29.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Love don't live here anymore FML"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So this Valentines day I'm ridin' solo.... oh well maybe its for the best, maybe its meant to be. But it still sucks! I wanna be all hugged up and ish lol but oh well I guess I'll get some ice cream, grab my teddy bear and watch movies all night.... SYKE me and the girls are gonna kick it HARD fuck the bull .... I'm not the sob story type, I don't feel sorry for myself ... with that said I'm ready for Valentines day .... BRING IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;xoxox bitches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-3156863673228058179?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/3156863673228058179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-dont-live-here-anymore-fml.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/3156863673228058179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/3156863673228058179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-dont-live-here-anymore-fml.html' title='&quot;Love don&apos;t live here anymore FML&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-8664967113639581169</id><published>2010-02-04T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T14:33:45.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hey .... Can anyone hear me? ... HEYYYY!!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So its been too friggen long! So much has happened aye. I got my heart broken twice, I started school again, got a job quit it got another, moved ut moved in and moved out again ... damn and thats not even half of it. Well I'm Back nitches! just cleared that up moment of clarity! ... ttys babes xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-8664967113639581169?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/8664967113639581169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-can-anyone-hear-me-heyyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/8664967113639581169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/8664967113639581169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-can-anyone-hear-me-heyyyy.html' title='&quot;Hey .... Can anyone hear me? ... HEYYYY!!&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-2075125027067001922</id><published>2009-11-03T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:03:52.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Just Walk Away..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So much for best friends right. Well we sorta drifted apart and I don't know how or why. All I tried to do was support him while he handled his future, but the truth is I got to handle mines. In the end I don't even think he takes our friendship as seriously as I do, and I usually don't waste time over people that I lose touch with. I guess to each is own. The thing that gets me is that I tried and I never try, yea I'm nice but I never try to be, its just in my nature. Yet with him I tried. The things I put up with, pretended i didn't notice, was all becaue I didn't want to lose him as a friend. As I think about ti he wasn't a real friend to begin with obviously. Well I just had to write that down because it was clouding my thoughts ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-2075125027067001922?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/2075125027067001922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-walk-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2075125027067001922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2075125027067001922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-walk-away.html' title='&quot;Just Walk Away...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-2659546129623136099</id><published>2009-10-13T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T12:56:23.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Love you more :) ... "</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Lately things have been a bit jumbled in my life. I changed my mind and I want to move back in with my mother, I'm looking for a job, I'm done with my school business. Things are moving pretty quickly with everything. I seem to be stuck in some spots and the pressure is on. I feel like everyone expects everything. The only person that actually keeps me grounded is Elliot. He's the guy I was supposed to introduce a while back , but you know I got busy. Anyways, things have really picked up and progressed between the two of us. We're together and we are good. Things are going great, I have no complaints so far . At first I was so confused because I thought I had to be making a mistake, things were moving way too far but then I realized thats life. This is my conclusion of it all really: things happen in moderation .. but what truly is the speed of moderation? There are steps to take and rather you run up those steps or take em' one at a time, if you get to your destination safely without regrets , you can consider it a success. However if the route you choose too go up those stairs left you unsatisfied or hurt or uncomfortable, its definitely time to leave the destination at hand. Yea, I'm at a success right now :) I love him alot .. thats a great thing to feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-2659546129623136099?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/2659546129623136099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-you-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2659546129623136099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2659546129623136099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-you-more.html' title='&quot;Love you more :) ... &quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-1875345555557449342</id><published>2009-08-31T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T18:26:04.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"&amp;&amp; Thats how you let the beat build b***ch..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey all ... long time since the last time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; .. well I been busy busy busy, everything has been going on I haven't touched down to reality yet! I know , Sada slow down. Trust me I tell myself that every day! Anyways I been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tryna&lt;/span&gt; settle down and enjoy the rest of my summer but its not going as planned. I'm not missing out on too much I guess. Theres this dude , not gonna inclose his name right now so be patient geez! And i'm diggin him , its crazy as hell. He know it , cocky ass. but thats so sexy to me ... Anyways!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Uhmmmm&lt;/span&gt;, oh yea I'm going to be a nurse now, so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; me for the new career move! And I talked to my best boy from Florida. It was good to hear from him, I miss him &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; and he seems to be doing well, which is a good thing because I wouldn't wanna have to bomb &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pinsicola&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; just kidding, but for him I will. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Uhmmm&lt;/span&gt; nothing really new as far as anything but what I've said so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yerrr&lt;/span&gt;.... but I am going out this weekend and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;depending&lt;/span&gt; how it goes a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;certain&lt;/span&gt; someone will be introduced to "Sada Says," so look out for that . But until then deuces and hard candy bitches !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-1875345555557449342?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/1875345555557449342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/08/thats-how-you-let-beat-build-bch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/1875345555557449342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/1875345555557449342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/08/thats-how-you-let-beat-build-bch.html' title='&quot;&amp;&amp; Thats how you let the beat build b***ch...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-282317893143331152</id><published>2009-08-18T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:25:10.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"So What..!!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Turns out it wasn't meant to be again lol ... dumped his ass like a bad habit ... but life goes on really. I was going to turn into this heartless bitch but then i got a phone call .... I'm telling you all right now ... he got it {what I need}. But this was a random post , I was just breezing through peoplez. ttyl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-282317893143331152?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/282317893143331152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/282317893143331152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/282317893143331152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-what.html' title='&quot;So What..!!&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-1827661915772295736</id><published>2009-08-07T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T12:28:30.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Cause the first one he don't really seem like he know what to doo ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;So right now I'm a lil' pissed off. The guy I'm with is going through this depressing moment, fuck the world type stuff, and I don't even get a warning of this bitch fit. Its so unfair to keep me shut out. He need to et on his job like for real, cause I got a long line of potential number twos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-1827661915772295736?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/1827661915772295736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/08/cause-first-one-he-dont-really-seem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/1827661915772295736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/1827661915772295736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/08/cause-first-one-he-dont-really-seem.html' title='&quot;Cause the first one he don&apos;t really seem like he know what to doo ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-1442479512589471803</id><published>2009-08-01T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T03:21:34.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ahhh .... stop bitchin'!..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;So its five in the morning and i can't sleep. Well I went to sleep and now I'm up again.I had a dream that was actually based on true events. I was walking along side a friend . We were walking back to my house from Walgreens after finding out the liquor store was indeed closed. Lol he didn't have the hook up like he thought he did. So were walking and he's eating Sour Punch straws and I'm eating Sour Gummy Starburst. He goes,"So how do they taste?" I go,"try it!" and proceed to shove one down his throat . A nice gesture I guess because he ate it lol. Then he gives me a straw and we have another random ass conversation about nothing. Yet we laugh all the way to my house. When we make it home we say our goodbyes because I think hes going home and apparently so does he. We hug and he picks my tall ass up, lol. Funny to him scary to me I'm not comfortable with my feet off the ground. Then he decides he has nothing better to do so he stays til like one in the morning. We have a good time chatting with my little brothers, which I find surprising. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I mean dude, my little brothers don't even like me lol. But this douche. JK. He leaves and promises to call when he makes it around the corner to his house lol. He calls and we talk til like 3 in the morning before he realizes he has work. Thus I am here now . On a leather couch blogging. I woke up crying , and I have no clue why. Let me put it this way, the last time I cried was at my uncle Bills funeral. I don't cry often, and when I do it usually has a purpose. This interrupted slumber is one of many questions.One? Why the hell am I crying at five in the morning, as if I'm not weird enough. Two, why is this person  the object of my dreams lately. I am very much confused at this point. And I'm obviously at wits end because I don't know how to stop it. I don't know if it should be stopped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;My point is this. I usually have an answer to everything. I usually know why weird outburst of crying occur. I usually happens when i miss someone. My subconscious is doing every bit of kicking my ass right now. I hear it telling me to let it go, its not serious ,dude he's not even thinking of you. And right now I can hear him telling me, "Ahhh, stop bitchin'!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-1442479512589471803?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/1442479512589471803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahhh-stop-bitchin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/1442479512589471803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/1442479512589471803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahhh-stop-bitchin.html' title='&quot;Ahhh .... stop bitchin&apos;!...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-5828056753942325135</id><published>2009-06-24T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T16:37:21.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Well hello stranger .........."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;So it is the annual Sada Say's update lol. So much has happened since my last post. My bff left for the Navy .... it seriously whomps and I miss him but I'm also happy for him so Go Guero Go! lol I have finally found a school for me yay! I'm back with my past and we are working on a very very bright future ...I'll elaborate later, and I'm still awesomely me lol. So I think it's time to call somebody in particular out. Mr. Vinnie. Vincent, my love my darling friend, what's fucked up is not that i don't talk to you anymore because you don't talk to me either. I can't help that I have been seriously busy I mean honestly you are not the only person in my life that has been neglected so stop bitchin' I mean man up. Life moves the fuck on I'm sorry we don't talk every single night,I have to get up every damn morning now. So yes , I apologise but I have a life and I'll try my hardest to include you as my friend but nothing more...Anyways enough of the drama, I love you guyz so much and sorry I have neglected you (see Vincent) lol. I will try my best to keep you posted darlings, so until next time ..... ttyl bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-5828056753942325135?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/5828056753942325135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-hello-stranger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/5828056753942325135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/5828056753942325135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-hello-stranger.html' title='&quot;Well hello stranger ..........&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-9028008199928962526</id><published>2009-05-22T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:53:02.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"One Moon To The Next .."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello you all, well i am doing my blogful duty of updating, lol , well I start school June, 5, can't wait. I have been doing alot of advertising lately lol www.thefreshmusicpage.com ..... I have been busy with a lot of events recently actually I've been away from home a lot, so yea . I have been just living my life lately you know and i encourage you to do the same ... lol but visit me for I will stay on here as much as possible ... so until the possible arrive ...ttyl loverrs =]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-9028008199928962526?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/9028008199928962526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-moon-to-next.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/9028008199928962526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/9028008199928962526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-moon-to-next.html' title='&quot;One Moon To The Next ..&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-8454407881907006176</id><published>2009-05-19T08:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:48:52.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kiss me thru the phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Kiss me thru the phone! Lol my fellow followers i have now set up mobile posting to sada says so u will read my life a lil quicker ..... So txt u l8ter lol&lt;br /&gt;      s u n n i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-8454407881907006176?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/8454407881907006176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/05/kiss-me-thru-phone-lol-my-fellow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/8454407881907006176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/8454407881907006176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/05/kiss-me-thru-phone-lol-my-fellow.html' title='kiss me thru the phone'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-2421111450865834244</id><published>2009-05-18T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:43:50.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Be all You can Be..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Well a good friend of mine is joining the navy. My whiteboy ... lol ..... well I just wanted to wish him the best of luck and safety as he takes a giant leap in his life.  I also want to wish him well for his future. I'm glad I met his Caucasian ass lol, and though I will miss him, I'm proud. I'm proud of all of my family also, that are risking their lives and planning a better one, while in the Army, Navy, and Marines. So do ya thang whiteboy .. and I beter see you before you leave too .... until then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;MOOSE SHIT =]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-2421111450865834244?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/2421111450865834244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/05/be-all-you-can-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2421111450865834244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2421111450865834244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/05/be-all-you-can-be.html' title='&quot;Be all You can Be...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-1430641039957953496</id><published>2009-05-13T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:03:06.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The best I ever had ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update time for all you Sada Saysers .... I'm completely and utterly confused! Ok soo I recently made contact with one of my ex's (name not to be disclosed0 and we've been discussing a few things and he wants me back after I dumped him ... he's definatly not the guy your thinking he is ... But I am more focused on somebody that is completely unattainable and not to mention sending me mixed messages ... and as this should be very clear on what I should do ... I have not a clue .. so I've turned to you for advise ... ha ha quite the switcheroo ... just email me at mzsasha105@yahoo.com .... please don't email me bullshit and spam and whatever else just your opinion will suffice ... thankx bunches bitcches ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-1430641039957953496?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/1430641039957953496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-i-ever-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/1430641039957953496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/1430641039957953496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-i-ever-had.html' title='&quot;The best I ever had ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-2404208375329049393</id><published>2009-05-07T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:35:02.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Life is a bitch but I think I fell in love ... "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Well peoples, I'm just breezing through to update you all on the fab life of me, lol. Well I start school very very soon and I can't wait cause the whole home alone bored thing is sooo over-rated. I am still single but I'm definitely not complaining. It has its perks. I miss everything that comes with a relationship but I'm not rushing anything. I am currently unemployed lol. Hey, I'm looking though and thats all I can do. In the end I'm content for now and I will definitely keep you all posted from here on out ... thats all my loves ... until later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-2404208375329049393?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/2404208375329049393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-is-bitch-but-i-think-i-fell-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2404208375329049393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2404208375329049393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-is-bitch-but-i-think-i-fell-in.html' title='&quot;Life is a bitch but I think I fell in love ... &quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-174203118027030566</id><published>2009-04-27T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:52:22.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Day N' Nite ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;So I like him but I have no clue how to say it .. but I've said it on more than one occasion to him! This goes beyond my understanding as well, kind people of my blog ... its just I fear the fact that I want another relationship and I may not be ready for one, that and he might not even feel the same way! well what shall I do ... he knows who he is .... and so I will just be at a lost ... bye bye bloggers ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-174203118027030566?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/174203118027030566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-n-nite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/174203118027030566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/174203118027030566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-n-nite.html' title='&quot;Day N&apos; Nite ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-8699300001567933548</id><published>2009-04-15T13:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:55:09.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Contradiction at its finest ... guilty as charged .."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I gotta crush on you .. Well you guys I have to come and mend a mistake I made. There was a previous post speaking upon the male species, that has absolutely nothing to do with the poem &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Crushin'"&lt;/span&gt;. See the difference between the two is the first post was for my good friend Regina Taylor, of whom I've known for like 4 years ... and the poem indeed is a personal one about a crush of mines ... soooo with that said, if you are the person reading this (and I hope you are) don't confuse the two posts ... it was just a common confusion between my advice and my real life, which absolutely coincides readers don't get e wrong, but in this case are two completely different situations ... now continue with your lives my good people ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-8699300001567933548?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/8699300001567933548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/8699300001567933548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/8699300001567933548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='&quot;Contradiction at its finest ... guilty as charged ..&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-2544135884498601612</id><published>2009-04-15T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:40:06.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.::Baq @ Poetry::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Crushin'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Secret between my self conscious and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Unable to share my feelings, and I don't understand why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Been honest thus far, so it should come rather easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Better said than done, so I keep to myself humbly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;It's getting harder and harder every time I see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dodging conversation, staying silent while we're in the same place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;searching for words to say, but fearing rejection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep my cool, I stay calm crack a few jokes start intellectin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;the strongest person I am, left in a weak situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;wonderin' out loud ; is it as big a deal as I'm making?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;After all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You're just a normal boy, with a cute smile, and great sense of humor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;A good head on your shoulders and a possible bright future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;for such a normal boy, its ridiculous how much you stay on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;and its insane how much we talk, how much I dedicate my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;As obvious as it is , or might be, i still have my skeptics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Like the possibility that this thing I have for you, might make our friendship hectic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Or the feelings indeed might not at all be vice verse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;So to avoid getting turned down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I write my feelings down in my sloppiest most difficult to read cursive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;No need to be indignant, with our friendship I'll be satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Until i muster the courage to explain how I feel inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;but damn I'm crushin' hard ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-2544135884498601612?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/2544135884498601612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/04/baq-poetry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2544135884498601612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2544135884498601612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/04/baq-poetry.html' title='.::Baq @ Poetry::.'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-8541988223493979402</id><published>2009-04-13T14:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T14:46:56.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Won't you take me for a spin out, on ya highway ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Engines roaring, bodies exploring, Well this is something that is a first on this blog, the first time I've ever really, even brought this subject up... hmmm, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SEX&lt;/span&gt; .... This is my synopsis, some women love it for alll the wrong reasons ... most men do as well, Men your issue is this, you sometimes only think of yourself, and the impulse control you lack there of, gets you in trouble ... tsk tsk tsk, either stay faithful or keep it in your pants despite what Lil' Wayne and Drake says, you can not fuck every girl in the world! And ladies, speaking not from experience cause of course I handle mines , but the mistake you make is this ... you don't explore or take chances, some of you figure that the extra is not needed, but in order to have a successful love life you have to cater to what he wants and besides the bull-ish you'll never know until you try it ....  This however, is a common issue this last one ... you only aim to please yourself ... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WRONG&lt;/span&gt; ... you should aim to please your partner, while satisfying yourself simultaneuosly ... selfishness gives no progress .... Well I know this is a bit random and out of the blue, but it is a conversation I was having and wanted to further express my opinion... thanks for reading ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-8541988223493979402?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/8541988223493979402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/04/wont-you-take-me-for-spin-out-on-ya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/8541988223493979402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/8541988223493979402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/04/wont-you-take-me-for-spin-out-on-ya.html' title='&quot;Won&apos;t you take me for a spin out, on ya highway ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-5710429784842391908</id><published>2009-04-10T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:56:20.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" A friend in need, is a friend indeed..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Hey everyone, this one is dedicated to alllll of my friends. i appreciate all of you, so much and I love you all so if you need anything and I got it, you got it. You know exactly who I'm talking to, so yeah don't hesitate to call me... bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-5710429784842391908?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/5710429784842391908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/04/friend-in-need-is-friend-indeed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/5710429784842391908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/5710429784842391908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/04/friend-in-need-is-friend-indeed.html' title='&quot; A friend in need, is a friend indeed...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-2640366050924293956</id><published>2009-04-09T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:13:51.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" You, change your mind like a girl changes clothes ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hey blog! Well I just really came here to vent a little bit ... and of course you all will have not a choice but to read it so here goes ..... Um, my guys, please don't take offense, this is not a summation of the whole male species, this is just a quick synopsis of those I have encountered .... so fellas don't just drop me like a bad habit when I say ... Why in all of blue hell do you play so many mind games? I mean come on I know grown mofo's that play more games than a pro football player .... What is the sense of it? Do you take pleasure out of confusing the ish out of the female? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Example A good friend of mines calls me up: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Regina&lt;/span&gt;: so there's this guy I been talking to for about 2 months, well I don't  know if you can say that we've been talking ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sada&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What do you mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Regina&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;One day I'm his friend and the next I'm his girl, I'm lost really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sada&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Did you ask him about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Regina&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I don't know how!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Pause)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Now admittedly this is where we mess up, not knowing how to express our feelings out loud and ish, but come on people &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;REJECTION&lt;/span&gt; is a huge fear .... so just bare with us gosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Play)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sada&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Just find a way to say it on the slick you know ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Regina&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Well I will Sada, i guess, but anyways it was nice talking to you,  feel a little better, bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My case is this .... Can there ever be enough communication in a young persons friendship or relationship? The answer will for ever be unknown ... Granted we have a problem with speaking up, but you all have a problem with playing games, be up front with us so we can have the heart to do the same to you. Don't lead us on , and use us as a back up plan, and if its simply on a friend basis in your opinion don't keep us crushin' so we can eventually be crushed ... geez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Young minds have no sense, if so they'd be referred as wise."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Put that in your juice box and suck it babes and boo-boos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;'deuces&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-2640366050924293956?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/2640366050924293956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-change-your-mind-like-girl-changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2640366050924293956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/2640366050924293956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-change-your-mind-like-girl-changes.html' title='&quot; You, change your mind like a girl changes clothes ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-358398315035228837</id><published>2009-04-07T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:40:10.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Now all that's left of me, is what I pretend to be ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey peoples, welll lately has been very depressing for me ... I lost a family member and a dear friend, I've been dealing with a lot of stress as far as school, and I haven't found a job yet ... a lot I know right, so that is the ultimate reason , besides my female confusion , and lack there of understanding people ... another issue for another time ... anyways I was feeling very blue yesterday honestly and a phone call from a friend made me feel competely better ... thus I'm blogging lol, well here goes it ... thanks Michael for making me feel better even if it wasn't your initutive , I appreciate it dearly ... well I'm going to get out of here dolls, and darlings ... sweet dreams ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-358398315035228837?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/358398315035228837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-all-thats-left-of-me-is-what-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/358398315035228837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/358398315035228837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-all-thats-left-of-me-is-what-i.html' title='&quot;Now all that&apos;s left of me, is what I pretend to be ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-3545584663686051977</id><published>2009-03-31T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T13:54:42.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Who drank my apple juice?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Well as you know I moved back in with the parental ..... with said parent comes great responsibility ... my siblings! Talk about WW3 ... these little bastards are driving me nuts! I love them to death don't get me wrong but gees louise (mike is a loser for that one) , its getting to the point where I'm glad there at school half the day ..... my only friend is the baby .. I love him soooo much ... hes my favorite, well on another note, I'm about as hungry as a hostage ... btw the movie Hostile 2 is the shiiiittttt! And on that second note, I'm outty 5,000 slutss!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S  U  N  N  I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-3545584663686051977?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/3545584663686051977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-drank-my-apple-juice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/3545584663686051977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/3545584663686051977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-drank-my-apple-juice.html' title='&quot;Who drank my apple juice?&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-5951234812708588198</id><published>2009-03-30T22:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:25:31.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"On a more serious note...."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Coming in with some bad news.... today I found out one of my good friends from high school has passed away ....... I don't know the details all I know is I talked to him Saturday and today I find out he's gone ...  R.I.P Jacque Jackson ... you are missed and your family is in our prayers ... goes to show life is too short, cherish it .. God Bless you all ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-5951234812708588198?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/5951234812708588198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-more-serious-note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/5951234812708588198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/5951234812708588198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-more-serious-note.html' title='&quot;On a more serious note....&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-7993585860514537559</id><published>2009-03-27T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:25:49.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"But I still gotta do it ...."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hey all .. just wanted to visit you all for a moment .... um updates in the glorious life of Sada .. My transcripts have been returned to my school ... I receive my schedule soon ... yay! I'm currently being stalked by a girl ... that whomps .... I pulled something in my right knee, it hurts really bad so I might have to go to the doctors .... concert Sunday, club Saturday, hair done Saturday morning ... busy weekend so I might not update til Monday depending on when I get in the house but of course who the fizuck knows ... well  dearies enjoy your weekend and if you do give me the credit ... bwuah hahahahaha! lol losers ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-7993585860514537559?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/7993585860514537559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/but-i-still-gotta-do-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/7993585860514537559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/7993585860514537559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/but-i-still-gotta-do-it.html' title='&quot;But I still gotta do it ....&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-3156404580932922015</id><published>2009-03-26T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T15:46:46.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"He slipped, fell and landed on her lips ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Cheaters ... the vile creature created by weak, greedy, nostalgic, mentally unsatisfied, and down right sneaky bastards. Now a few people see this as something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; harmless unless marriage is the case. I disagree .... see as far as I'm concerned any relationship is a made commitment ... young or old, fresh or stale ... a commitment was made. While no signed document is afloat, we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; purposes ... but it has come to my knowledge that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;know the facts and laws. Besides the gabble, whats the point of it? I mean if you're not satisfied with me just tell me and I'll move on. Depending on the person I may be hurt , but then again wounds heal. Why lead me on though? Why tag me alone for the stupid ride? Selfishness ..... Now the subject is the summary of a lie told to me by an ex. You guys will never have to hear of this bastard ever again because he's out of my life. The point is , I dumped him for obvious he indeed cheated on me ..... I just wish I had known this simple fact ... I would have just dropped his ass like hot synthetic hair .... To sum it all up folks ... Cheating is a huge peeve of mine .. I despise it, I've never done it, and I wont ever do it  .... there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;venting a bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-3156404580932922015?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/3156404580932922015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-slipped-fell-and-landed-on-her-lips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/3156404580932922015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/3156404580932922015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-slipped-fell-and-landed-on-her-lips.html' title='&quot;He slipped, fell and landed on her lips ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-6146509084792302801</id><published>2009-03-26T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T10:52:08.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Stalking is soooo not sexy ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well for those of you that don't know, Drew's supposed girlfriend ... is stalking me now. It started with a rather nasty argument, well she was arguing with herself and I was laughing. It escalated to her stalking me from other peoples page. I mean come on ... what the hell is wrong with females these days. Anyways several different profiles on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, all of whom are girls related to or known by the stalker ... are threatening me. No problem though because they haven't a clue where I live, that and Andrew doesn't either. So the threats are all idle. The point of the matter is ... this bitch is crazy .. and she seems to be threatened by little ole' me ... whatever dude. all I know is it's exhausting blocking all these hoes ... damn no-lifers ...  well until later .. live life stalker free! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;R.I.P 2 ALL THE BITCHES DYING 2 BE ME.... (corny but true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;toodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; whores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-6146509084792302801?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/6146509084792302801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/stalking-is-soooo-not-sexy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/6146509084792302801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/6146509084792302801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/stalking-is-soooo-not-sexy.html' title='&quot;Stalking is soooo not sexy ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-7867099720108082060</id><published>2009-03-24T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:15:48.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"On My grown woman status?!...."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;MySpace....a place for friends, weirdos, feminine guys and little girls trying to be grown ....   As you all may know on my blog home page there is a link that directs to my MySpace profile. Wrong on my behalf ... lately there has been several weird ass mofo's trying to add me. This one guy looks more like a girl than I do ... sad to say ... and hella lil girls that are like 16 but on there head names say that they're "On My Grown Woman" ... This is crazy! .... Now I would and could take the link off of my photo , but I won't. Why should I? This ish is toooooo effing hilarious .... So tune in to the "Incredulation Additation Chronicals" lol I made it up, so ..... Do something .... On that note ... toodle looos whores :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-7867099720108082060?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/7867099720108082060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-my-grown-woman-status.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/7867099720108082060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/7867099720108082060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-my-grown-woman-status.html' title='&quot;On My grown woman status?!....&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-294522173049541178</id><published>2009-03-23T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T09:13:15.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"All it takes is a little, understanding...."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well you all, it took a good 2 months but, HE FINALY GOT THE HINT! We had a grown up conversation , addressed the situation, and he gets it! He's possibly moving on and there is no hard feelings.... ha ha see what a little tough love gets ya?!? No really folks, the truth is I might have hurt him a lil bit, but it wasn't purposely ... I said sorry :/. He forgave me and now we have set our seperate ways completely. No More Drew... needless to say I don't hate him, he was just aggrevating me a bit before ... What a relief, and on that note see ya' ....  Mikes coming over to annoy me lol j/k ... toodles whores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-294522173049541178?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/294522173049541178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-it-takes-is-little-understanding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/294522173049541178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/294522173049541178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-it-takes-is-little-understanding.html' title='&quot;All it takes is a little, understanding....&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-5244254752031847141</id><published>2009-03-21T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T10:56:26.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Good Morning ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my sunshine, my golden sunshine, you make me happy when my skys are gray...... just passing thru to wish you folks a glorious Saturday morning , and a bangin' ass weekend! ladies get grown and sexy, and fellas lay off the bullshit ... it feels good but not too good ... so don't go crazy with the weather ... and on that note I will ttyl ... Lata Gatas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-5244254752031847141?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/5244254752031847141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/5244254752031847141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/5244254752031847141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-morning.html' title='&quot;Good Morning ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-406885061874997239</id><published>2009-03-20T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T08:38:31.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's Over, Leave It!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sooner or later it all comes crashing down ... or at least thats what N*E*R*D say's. I'm over it but it seems as if someone can't let go. So to help this someone out, I'll be nice. Hell I thought if I'd been a bitter bitch, this person would leave me alone. But I underestimated my opponent. Completely. But then again I feel kind of guilty. I mean what have I done, to make a grown man like this? But then  again I'm sada, lol whatever it is ... I hope it just takes affect on the weak minded. With that said I have a public service announcement. "Drew, I do not want a relationship with you anymore. I apologize if I hurt you. I'm sorry for the way it ended. I hope the best for you and whom ever you'll be with. I hope you find someone new. Please just leave me alone." To my readers, I'm sorry if this got a bit too personal but whatever. Just Let It Go! gosh! Later Gaters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-406885061874997239?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/406885061874997239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-over-leave-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/406885061874997239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/406885061874997239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-over-leave-it.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s Over, Leave It!&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-4694365851783363922</id><published>2009-03-18T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:16:55.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hair nappy but im happy , pocket full of dough..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Well I'm on this phone with this guy named Mike. His feet smells like corn chips .. and he makes me vomit, alot ... alot alot alot. Lmao . j/k. he's my new courtin' buddy, I like him , I like him alot... I wanna touch him but i can't. Lol excuse the randomness I'm just bored. but I got mah hair done! For free! But it got messed up already .... that whomps! I stopped smoking black and milds you all... yea so I'm gonna go do crack. j/k I know you all are like 'what the hell is wrong with Sada?' truthfully I don't have a clue. That really grinds my gears ... well Ima sign off now and tend to my fields ... catcha on the flip ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-4694365851783363922?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/4694365851783363922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/hair-nappy-but-im-happy-pocket-full-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/4694365851783363922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/4694365851783363922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/hair-nappy-but-im-happy-pocket-full-of.html' title='&quot;Hair nappy but im happy , pocket full of dough...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-6368086742964126453</id><published>2009-03-16T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:21:33.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I want my damn dollar back!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A penny for your thought, a dollar for your friendship. Who knew someone could be so jealous. I mean I'm so not like she is at all. She has a man and they have fun together end of story. I could care less if she goes out with him, or spends the night at his house. But oh NO! Don't ditch me for that whiteboy/ excuse my french but um ... Bitch Please! Selfish isn't the word but I guess. Any ways I need some air to breathe so I most def won't be visiting her for a minute. Me and 'the white boy' will be busy talking amongst ourselves. lol. People are stone cold fuck nuts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HATAS?, fuck it , I got FANS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-6368086742964126453?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/6368086742964126453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-my-damn-dollar-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/6368086742964126453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/6368086742964126453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-my-damn-dollar-back.html' title='&quot;I want my damn dollar back!&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-4498239355514970111</id><published>2009-03-16T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:17:35.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I love it , its my favorite...."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Hey you guys. I'm just passing through today. I was bored , that and I have not a clue what I'm going to do. Anyways if you've read the post, 'Then there was Mike..", which I'm sure most of you have, you might of guessed that I'm kinda feeling this guy. I mean there hasn't been any mention of any other guy, besides the pussy oh I mean my ex, on my blog. I don't know I mean he cool as all h-e-double hockeysticks. lol. And he seems to be a pretty good guy you know. Not to mention he's gorgeous. I know, I may be contradicting myself due to my recent rant that all guys that are "too cute" are self suffiecient assholes, but I dont think that about him. Ha ha he even reads ::SadaSanity™::. That alone says alot, I guess. And my mother likes him (dramatic pause) I know! Anyways who knows. I know damn well I don't. Boys are hard to read .... tricky tricky.... Well thats all for now bitches! Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;P.S: Moose Shit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-4498239355514970111?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/4498239355514970111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-it-its-my-favorite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/4498239355514970111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/4498239355514970111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-it-its-my-favorite.html' title='&quot;I love it , its my favorite....&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-306640233740455083</id><published>2009-03-15T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:18:03.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Kiss Me through the phone?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lmao . Didn't this clown ass nigga have the nerve to call me and tell me how much he missed me? First off how the hell he get my number? Fucking loser. Anyways hate to break his confidence but um... "i'll be moving on" lol old ass song,  sorry for the profanity.... but I am moving on to bigger and better things unfortunatly. So right ... Kick rocks BITCH&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-306640233740455083?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/306640233740455083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/kiss-me-through-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/306640233740455083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/306640233740455083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/kiss-me-through-phone.html' title='&quot;Kiss Me through the phone?&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-4173120286509598779</id><published>2009-03-14T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:59:41.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Battle of the ex, looking for a Next...."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;So you know that I'm done with the loser. But he just doesnt seem to wanna let me go. I admit i was lost at one point in time when Ithought I missed him, well hell I did, but then again whats done was done for a logical reason. So screw you ex. Now the next... hard to come by, no lie but who knows what my tomorrow may bring. I don't so for now i'm just waiting to move on. Ended the battle with the ex, and waiting on my handsome..Mr.Next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-4173120286509598779?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/4173120286509598779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/battle-of-ex-looking-for-next.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/4173120286509598779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/4173120286509598779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/battle-of-ex-looking-for-next.html' title='&quot;Battle of the ex, looking for a Next....&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-7862534978442483655</id><published>2009-03-14T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:54:01.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ha ha and then....there was mike..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So word is I have a new friend. He is a guy. He is a complete and utter geek as numero uno. But he's hilarious. He is a white boy lmao... no not at all like I imagined but oh well, looks are deceiving. Nah for real you guys Iknew he was going to read this and is reading it now prolly... Mike you are a cutie pie lol and a cool ass dude. Now prepare to be stalked! lmao j/k ... catch you guys on the flip side.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-7862534978442483655?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/7862534978442483655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/ha-ha-and-thenthere-was-mike.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/7862534978442483655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/7862534978442483655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/03/ha-ha-and-thenthere-was-mike.html' title='&quot;Ha ha and then....there was mike...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-6599573624525562178</id><published>2009-02-14T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:18:57.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Single, and dangerous..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yea its right folks. I'm single. Although I should be sad because I loved him, but you see I broke it off myself. Now this is more of a warning post than an information post. So fellas watch out, and ladies do your jobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-6599573624525562178?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/6599573624525562178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/02/single-and-dangerous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/6599573624525562178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/6599573624525562178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/02/single-and-dangerous.html' title='&quot;Single, and dangerous...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-8788615662125915786</id><published>2009-01-29T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:09:17.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEBSITE ... Hit It Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://thefreshmusicpage.com&lt;br /&gt;go there now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-8788615662125915786?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/8788615662125915786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/website-hit-it-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/8788615662125915786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/8788615662125915786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/website-hit-it-up.html' title='WEBSITE ... Hit It Up'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-408495359579173689</id><published>2009-01-20T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:08:57.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Inaugeration!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;I tuned in and I hope you all did also. Our president is Black! Yes We Did! God bless America!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-408495359579173689?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/408495359579173689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/inaugeration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/408495359579173689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/408495359579173689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/inaugeration.html' title='&quot;Inaugeration!&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-3120179394042667529</id><published>2009-01-17T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:57:38.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"boredom ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I am soooo bored. I feel like doing something. I just don't know what. Something to do ... something to do ... OH! I Know! I can blog! ... wait ... I'm doing that ...I'm so bored ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-3120179394042667529?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/3120179394042667529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/boredom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/3120179394042667529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/3120179394042667529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/boredom.html' title='&quot;boredom ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-8600172216352408291</id><published>2009-01-16T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T13:52:34.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"differences ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm a brand that stands alone. I am no where near normal and I accept that thoroughly. If I don't no one will. It's as if my life is a statement. My purpose defeated everyday by these carbon copies. I'm content with myself but since I am different its as if I'm outcast. Its not a big thing because I feel as if all business is better taken care of alone. And together is just a synonym  for no-one. None-the-less I like people. I even have friends. Hard to believe due to my harsh demeanor. But honestly I'm a sweetheart. Just not to those that are non-deserving. But those whom I love dearly get me completely. The issue [[no problem because hence there is no solution]] is so many people think too much alike. Do too much of what they think is correct. But in reality we were created in dissimilar basis. Thats why we are born with different looks, morals, backgrounds, and so much more. Some of us [[myself]] embrace our differences and others ignore them. In the end its what makes us an individual that counts. Because we are not buried 'together'.  Just a thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-8600172216352408291?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/8600172216352408291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/differences.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/8600172216352408291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/8600172216352408291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/differences.html' title='&quot;differences ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-3272781629354731487</id><published>2009-01-15T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T13:00:21.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"truthfully speaking ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I speak what I believe is the truth. Now what that is called my friend is an opinion. So now you understand why I don't care why you don't accept said opinion. So when you say fatuous remarks pertaining to the things I say ... I laugh. It's quite funny. It lets me know that what I say  has some influence on your train of thought. Which is fully contradictory of your statements of my stupidity. Don't get me wrong all influence isn't great influence. But the fact that i get you so feverish over small words that ,regardless of your feelings, will never change, MAKES ME LAUGH HARD. Honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-3272781629354731487?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/3272781629354731487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/truthfully-speaking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/3272781629354731487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/3272781629354731487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/truthfully-speaking.html' title='&quot;truthfully speaking ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-3484723341029182492</id><published>2009-01-12T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:08:18.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"you are now about to view a professional at work ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;    Um.... Mr. you kno who you are. How dare you judge this book by its cover? "man you stay with that big pretty smile , giggling ... you can't ... your too much of a 'sweetheart'."  Baby, baby, you have no idea. I will show you better than I can say on the internet due to my reputation at stake as the 'sweetheart' but I will have you climbing walls baby. You just don't know. But you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;S U N N I&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/7062228495207431629-3484723341029182492?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/3484723341029182492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-are-now-about-to-view-professional.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/3484723341029182492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/3484723341029182492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-are-now-about-to-view-professional.html' title='&quot;you are now about to view a professional at work ...&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-4640351662762128745</id><published>2009-01-12T11:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T11:23:36.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"one moon to the next .."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The days til school are shortening and I can't wait! I'm not one to actuallly enjoy vacations because the whole time I'm just wondering what I could be doing at school or work. But ... this one vacation proposition is stuck in my head. San Antonio, Texas. Now all the details sound so enticing but honestly I could do without the glamour and the glitz. I just want to spend time with him.  To understand him more , to be able to see his facial expressions when he speaks, to get that glorious day 3. lol . It's an inside recreation betwen he and I so don't rec your brains nosy people. But yea, I don't need all the extra though it would be nice. I'm a very simple girl. I'm easily pleased with the smallest of things. Thats how I've grown up. We didn't have much and it was 4 of us kids in the household. I mean, I don't settle for less .... but I do settle for enough. ... Man I can sure go for a game of 'Blind Man Bluff'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S U N N I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-4640351662762128745?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/4640351662762128745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-moon-to-next.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/4640351662762128745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/4640351662762128745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-moon-to-next.html' title='&quot;one moon to the next ..&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-6167108036285689906</id><published>2009-01-11T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:41:46.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"me, myself, and him?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;See theres this guy ... he is amazing to me ... its like I've known him forever ... i think about him too much ... or is it just enough ... I talk to him every chance I get .. [[it isn't considered crazy if he talks back]] he entices me ... new year new life ... see it sounds so perfect despite the part that I'm afraid of so much ... Fact: I am of the female species which inadvertantly means I over think the smallest things. ... see we are growing closer but ... he's so far away ... in another state .. of a different beginning ... out of m comfort zone ... I usually fall for the avereage Joe Smoe Chicago type .... that guy down the street .... or that guy from school/work ... because IDK why ... but distance isn't my only fear ... there's also the fact that I'm skeptical of his feelings ... okay rewind ... I'm skeptical if his feelings are completely genuine ... hell if mine are genuine and not those of the moment ... I mean am I taking the simplest of friendship and complicating it ... hmmm I must think on it or talk about it ... IDK ... all I know is if there was a relationship it would be a good one ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S U N N I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-6167108036285689906?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/6167108036285689906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-myself-and-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/6167108036285689906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/6167108036285689906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-myself-and-him.html' title='&quot;me, myself, and him?&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-6241016769397436613</id><published>2009-01-11T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:42:47.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"insomniac"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Starin' at the ceiling trying to clear his mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Cant get any sleep, its almost mornin' time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Recalling the events that led to their break-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Torn between the thought of moving on or making-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Then his paycheck is late his bank account isnt filled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Thats bad cause its almost the first of the month and he got bills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;To top it off his fridge is empty so theres no food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Might get fired because when hes hungry he has a bad attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Has alot of canned goods but no meat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Plus his apartment is cold and he cant afford heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;For a twenty something guy he has mad problems to deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;His friends respect him cause though he struggles he keeps it real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Struggling to pay car notes, bills and tuition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;But nothing can kill his soul or take his ambition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;He understands that he has to stay realistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;But he is determined not to be another statistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;He will not excape using drugs or homicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;He hates whats on the out but not enough to destroy whats on the inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So all of his problems he's decide he'd rather keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Even though they're keepin' him up and he can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Insomniac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-6241016769397436613?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/6241016769397436613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/insomniac.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/6241016769397436613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/6241016769397436613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/insomniac.html' title='&quot;insomniac&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-566991893333570285</id><published>2009-01-11T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:43:23.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sweetest Nightmare"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;adrenaline rushes, heavy breathing entails, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;its like running down spiral stairs , w/out the rails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;blood is pumping, sweat embarks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;the brightest light is shining, even though its dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;no noises except  of us as we inhale and ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;the temperature rises as our fingers interlock and our vibes connect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;then we pause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;stop for a second because its madatory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;it all helps the cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;so we both decide not to worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;if we'll be able to start over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;we know it'll happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;you gripping at my shoulders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;on ya neck my finger tips are tappin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;my face turns red and my palms start sweatin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;you just chuckle cause that's ya favorite expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;i laugh w/ you , cause its a chain reaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;our laughter succumbs to our ultimate satisfaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;we stare into each others eyes as we drift off to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;now thats one nightmare, i would love to keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-566991893333570285?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/566991893333570285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/sweetest-nightmare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/566991893333570285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062228495207431629/posts/default/566991893333570285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/2009/01/sweetest-nightmare.html' title='&quot;Sweetest Nightmare&quot;'/><author><name>Ms.Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15098076530993566436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbrEil7ao38/S3YIHVF4lVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S-mvtgn7gtU/S220/ha!.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062228495207431629.post-2004746193997243197</id><published>2009-01-11T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:44:03.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"unfortunatly dear the onlii thing new here is the year"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a new year a new me hunh ... well unlike every other breathing mammal i don't have or believe in new years resolutions .... nah its just a glamorization  of false hope towards myself. another lie to my life on the drawing board. ne ways enuff of the madness the only thing im focused on this year is school ... the college life is screaming my name [sada, sada,sada!] and i cant wait. i NEED a job so friggen bad [damn recession] but my confidence and self esteem os at its peek {i look great} my weight is finally stable ... my hair is friggen awesome [random] and my love life is poppin' lol welll its a lil shakey actually ... :/ my mom is so called 'disappointed' that i got a tatoo but i figure she'll get over it . the weather is so fuggin stoopid out here but ill get over it ... im loooking forward to my lil vacation to texas though mmmm day 3 sounds wonderful ... well im gettin sleepy but i just felt as if i had to update at least a lil :) ttyl&lt;br /&gt;S U N N I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062228495207431629-2004746193997243197?l=sadaisthesun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadaisthesun.blogspot.com/feeds/2004746193997243197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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