<?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-13473707</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:06:47.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>voracious_shrink</title><subtitle type='html'>the vexations of a shrink 
the confessions of a woman
the life of a lady</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jamie's journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01696527845782373857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos12.flickr.com/18107342_e1bee1bda0_t.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13473707.post-114117416927872899</id><published>2006-02-28T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T16:49:29.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos</title><content type='html'>visit my photogallery online .. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/voracious_shrink"&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/voracious_shrink&lt;/a&gt; Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13473707-114117416927872899?l=jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114117416927872899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13473707&amp;postID=114117416927872899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/114117416927872899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/114117416927872899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/02/photos.html' title='photos'/><author><name>jamie's journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01696527845782373857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos12.flickr.com/18107342_e1bee1bda0_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13473707.post-112142605814907708</id><published>2005-07-15T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T04:14:18.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vexed 2</title><content type='html'>why is that older people gives you such pain in the *ss?!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13473707-112142605814907708?l=jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/112142605814907708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13473707&amp;postID=112142605814907708' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/112142605814907708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/112142605814907708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/07/vexed-2.html' title='vexed 2'/><author><name>jamie's journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01696527845782373857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos12.flickr.com/18107342_e1bee1bda0_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13473707.post-112046119808643598</id><published>2005-07-04T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T00:50:24.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sad but true</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We thought as we grow older, we become wiser, more experienced or well versed on stuff we thought we were. Then, I realized, we just become more of ourselves. True to what we feel deep inside of us. It is not ignoring what is right or what this life demands of us, it's just that - we chose what is appropriate for the moment. In this life, it is not what we are that defines us - it is what we did in this life. In every eulogy, I've been to, it's never what the person achieved in life that's been testified of rather on what "deeds" was contributed which made his/her life worth emulating. It's a matter of choice that makes our life different from the rest .. we make our destiny. We all are entitled to make our lives more meaningful, that is why we look forward for tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"The past is HISTORY, today is PRESENT, and tomorrow is a GIFT".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13473707-112046119808643598?l=jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/112046119808643598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13473707&amp;postID=112046119808643598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/112046119808643598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/112046119808643598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/07/sad-but-true_04.html' title='sad but true'/><author><name>jamie's journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01696527845782373857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos12.flickr.com/18107342_e1bee1bda0_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13473707.post-111951029690367016</id><published>2005-06-22T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T00:04:56.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Life Laws (shrink's way) Ü</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;go read through it .... so true!! something to help you go through it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 10 Life Laws of Dr. Phil McGraw&lt;br /&gt;As reported in&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.thehappyguy.com/daily-happiness-free-ezine.html" target="_blank"&gt;A Daily Dose of Happiness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1. Dr. Phil McGraw's First Life Law:&lt;br /&gt;You either get it, or you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his usually blunt way, Dr. Phil is telling us that we need to understand why we do things or don't do things.  Only then can we decide what to change, how to change it and whether it is even worth changing.&lt;br /&gt; This is the very underpinning of self-help.  For instance, there are a thousand things any of us can do to become happier.  Only by understanding what makes us act the way we do, can we determine how much effort it would take to make a particular change.&lt;br /&gt; Sometimes it even helps to hire a professional - a therapist - to help see clearer, beyond personal assumptions that can cloud our vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2. Dr. Phil McGraw's Second Life Law:&lt;br /&gt;You create your own experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to blame others for our state of being, our position in society and for poor relationships. Dr. Phil is making it clear that we have the right and the power to take charge and make our life what we want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;In my field of happiness, that is what first motivated me to write Climb Your Stairway to heaven: The 9 Habits of Maximum Happiness. Enough complaining about what makes us unhappy, I decided...let's do something to increase our happiness.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that you control as much of your life as you want to. The choice is yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3. Dr. Phil McGraw's Third Life Law:&lt;br /&gt;People Do What Works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw this in Dr. Phil's Ultimate Weight Loss Challenge. You have to identify the payoffs and use them as motivators.&lt;br /&gt;For instance, how many people do you know who are stuck in a job they don't like or have simply outgrown? They want out but... What keeps them there? Simple. They are stuck in a comfort zone, and the payoff is that they don't have to worry about the risks of change.&lt;br /&gt;You have to create your own motivation, and it has to be strong enough to leave your comfort zone and make the changes you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Dr. Phil McGraw's Fourth Life Law:&lt;br /&gt;You can't change what you don't acknowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to perhaps the toughest of Dr. Phil's laws. It is tough because we often make excuses for our behaviors. We don't want to admit to others or to ourselves that we have a problem. That is why AA considers it so important for members to say the words: "I am an alcoholic".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it is an addiction, a bad habit, a character weakness or a fear that haunts you, the first step is to admit the problem. Acknowledge what is not working in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Phil McGraw points out that you can lie to yourself in two ways: you can tell yourself something that is not true, or you can leave out the details you don't wish to acknowledge. Either way, you gain nothing by deceiving yourself.&lt;br /&gt;This returns to Law #1: You either get it, or you don't. If you lie to yourself, you won't get it.&lt;br /&gt;BTW, sometimes it helps to talk to your journal (writing a diary), when expressing your feeling out loud is too difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5. Dr. Phil McGraw's Fifth Life Law:&lt;br /&gt;Life rewards action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you've set a goal, you've made your plans, and you are all ready to taste success. Why is it not happening yet? Dr. Phil says it is because we left out the most important part - action!&lt;br /&gt;This is the biggest weakness of the self-help movement. Lots of pretty words, but precious little action. It is for this reason that I mix useful tips in with the motivation in this newsletter. It is for this reason that I created The Get Happy Workbook to move beyond motivation and help people prepare individual action plans.&lt;br /&gt;Are you stuck in a self-help rut, or are taking action to make it happen?&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;6. Dr. Phil McGraw's Sixth Life Law:&lt;br /&gt;There is no reality, only perception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a really hard one for some people to grasp, since our perceptions always seem so real.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Dr. Phil McGraw knows there is a reality. The sun shines, whether we perceive it to be a wonderful, bright day or a dreadfully hot day. But our experience, our emotions, our results are determined by that filter of how we perceive the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Perception is a choice, whether conscious or not. If there is one thing you can do for yourself, start now to decide to perceive things positively. You will be amazed what a wonderful world this is when you become 100% committed to viewing it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. Dr. Phil McGraw's Seventh Life Law:&lt;br /&gt;Life is managed, not cured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many people look to self-help books to "cure" them of a fear or a depression or an addiction or whatever haunts them.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Phil is telling us very directly that there is no cure for life. If you keep looking for one, you won't see what the good self-help books really have to offer: strategies for managing life.&lt;br /&gt;If, for instance, you were born or developed over-abundant energy, learn how to channel it to help others rather than annoy them. If you have a food addiction, learn techniques to turn your attention to the right foods. If you have a fear, learn how to overcome the fear (feel the fear and do it anyway) or how to keep away from what causes the fear.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, what counts is your life. Some is good, some not. If you can manage it well, life will be much more pleasant than if you chase after some magic cure that simply does not exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;8. Dr. Phil McGraw's Eighth Life Law:&lt;br /&gt;We teach people how to treat us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever taught a dog to obey a command? Dr. Phil McGraw is saying that humans are not that different. We respond to rewards and threats. When a result feels good, we are likely to repeat it. When it feels bad, we are less likely to repeat it.&lt;br /&gt;Every time we react to what somebody else says or does, we are teaching her how to treat us. If you don't like how somebody is treating you, you can curse and blame...or you can retrain that person.&lt;br /&gt;This is an area that might require professional help to explain what reactions you need to make in order to train the other person. But, just like with good dog obedience school, you will be training yourself at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready to train?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;9. Dr. Phil McGraw's Ninth Life Law:&lt;br /&gt;There is power in forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all carry with us baggage from everything we have experienced, including resentment or even anger. This is heavy baggage to bear, and Dr. Phil thinks we should unload it through forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness opens the way to reduced stress, better health, peace and, of course, much more happiness in life.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you resent something your parents did or didn't do. You can do nothing to change what has happened. But you can forgive them. You can release the anger. You can release YOURSELF from the chains of anger.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and fly free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;10. Dr. Phil McGraw's Tenth Life Law:&lt;br /&gt;You have to name it to claim it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing what power language grants us. It is language that allows us to formulate ideas and share them with others.  Dr. Phil tells us to put a specific label on what we want.&lt;br /&gt;"I want to be happier" is not very specific. "I want to receive support from friends when I announce plans I have" is a much more specific goal. More specific still is "I want my friends to help me stick to my diet".&lt;br /&gt;The more specific, the more likely you will succeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13473707-111951029690367016?l=jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/111951029690367016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13473707&amp;postID=111951029690367016' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/111951029690367016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/111951029690367016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/06/10-life-laws-shrinks-way.html' title='10 Life Laws (shrink&apos;s way) Ü'/><author><name>jamie's journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01696527845782373857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos12.flickr.com/18107342_e1bee1bda0_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13473707.post-111942716640537545</id><published>2005-06-21T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T00:59:26.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Can we grasp the true essense of change?! Do we really change?  Is there such metamorphosis of being an individual, we all wanted? Or was it a euphemism of something we all hid inside of us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13473707-111942716640537545?l=jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/111942716640537545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13473707&amp;postID=111942716640537545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/111942716640537545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/111942716640537545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/06/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>jamie's journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01696527845782373857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos12.flickr.com/18107342_e1bee1bda0_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13473707.post-111923240124464316</id><published>2005-06-19T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T18:53:21.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>monday sickness</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;It's harder to get up and go to work when it's Monday. You look more sophistacated during Friday's and finds a good damn wardrobe.  Having most of the catastrophes on Monday's and feels sleepy most of the time. You always get the extra strength to go out when it's Friday!?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I believe I'm not alone .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13473707-111923240124464316?l=jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/111923240124464316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13473707&amp;postID=111923240124464316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/111923240124464316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/111923240124464316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/06/monday-sickness.html' title='monday sickness'/><author><name>jamie's journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01696527845782373857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos12.flickr.com/18107342_e1bee1bda0_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13473707.post-111872651609526201</id><published>2005-06-13T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T22:21:56.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>along the shore</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 1px #000000; }.flickr-frame { float: left; text-align: center; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/voracious_shrink/18167560/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos12.flickr.com/18167560_edd54b040e_t.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="along the shore" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;		&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/voracious_shrink/18167560/"&gt;along the shore&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt; originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/voracious_shrink/"&gt;shrink&lt;/a&gt;.	&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I miss getting tanned.  Walking along the shore, relaxing and just having a good time. Baby, when would we have another trip? Ü&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13473707-111872651609526201?l=jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/111872651609526201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13473707&amp;postID=111872651609526201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/111872651609526201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/111872651609526201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/06/along-shore.html' title='along the shore'/><author><name>jamie's journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01696527845782373857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos12.flickr.com/18107342_e1bee1bda0_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13473707.post-111837247532261583</id><published>2005-06-09T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T20:01:15.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~ vexed ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ever been vexed?  In some point or the other we all experience such feeling.  Feeling, inevitably true that makes you and I “alive”.  Ironically, I am experiencing such today! Argh ….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13473707-111837247532261583?l=jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/111837247532261583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13473707&amp;postID=111837247532261583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/111837247532261583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/111837247532261583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/06/vexed.html' title='~ vexed ~'/><author><name>jamie's journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01696527845782373857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos12.flickr.com/18107342_e1bee1bda0_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13473707.post-111820616932465068</id><published>2005-06-07T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T22:07:42.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Personal Freedom is a word I could not fathom ... yet I've got my own version of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Personal freedom, is doing things for your self (as some may seem - its very self-centered).he whole idea is not for approval or affecting people around you or not minding them at all. It is merely avoiding &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;frustration and regrets I could encounter. The life I was living would be for approval, seeking for affection, camouflaging the very me and in a moment, I am lost knowing I was not belonged.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is being responsible for my own happiness and satisfaction. The sheerness of fact that I've got no one to blame but myself, albeit I know I've been true on how or what I feel - then I could say thats the 'freedom' I'm looking for. Though, we are not at all free as a person, we have rules to abide, spritual that is, and yet I could say "I've got a taste of what's like to be 'free'!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;If you were to answer the question "What is personal freedom for you?" What would it be? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13473707-111820616932465068?l=jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/111820616932465068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13473707&amp;postID=111820616932465068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/111820616932465068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/111820616932465068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/06/personal-freedom.html' title='Personal Freedom'/><author><name>jamie's journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01696527845782373857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos12.flickr.com/18107342_e1bee1bda0_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13473707.post-111820053630593734</id><published>2005-06-07T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T21:23:53.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>di marks in greenbelt 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/17442665@N00/18107342/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://photos12.flickr.com/18107342_e1bee1bda0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/17442665@N00/18107342/"&gt;di marks in greenbelt 3&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/17442665@N00/"&gt;shrink&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;the day before I got my hair cut :c I was so sad to see my hair right now it's kind a short for me. May be I'll get the hang out of it sometime soon Ü&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13473707-111820053630593734?l=jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/111820053630593734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13473707&amp;postID=111820053630593734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/111820053630593734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/111820053630593734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/06/di-marks-in-greenbelt-3.html' title='di marks in greenbelt 3'/><author><name>jamie's journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01696527845782373857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos12.flickr.com/18107342_e1bee1bda0_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13473707.post-111819915436428517</id><published>2005-06-07T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T19:52:34.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr</title><content type='html'>This is a test post from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/r/testpost"&gt;&lt;img alt="flickr" src="http://www.flickr.com/images/flickr_logo_blog.gif" width="41" height="18" border="0" align="absmiddle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a fancy photo sharing thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13473707-111819915436428517?l=jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/111819915436428517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13473707&amp;postID=111819915436428517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/111819915436428517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13473707/posts/default/111819915436428517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiefrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/06/flickr.html' title='Flickr'/><author><name>jamie's journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01696527845782373857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos12.flickr.com/18107342_e1bee1bda0_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
