<?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-4743418388007796776</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:12:15.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Audere est Facere</title><subtitle type='html'>"The unexamined life is not worth living.” - Socrates
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"The old believe everything, The middle aged suspect everything, The young know everything" - Oscar Wilde
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se pethimisa para poli anipomono na se dw to sintomotero</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-510511078639695503</id><published>2010-01-07T16:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:01:48.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/S0ZZsjhjRdI/AAAAAAAAAKE/girAsGcSq0M/s1600-h/_47061159_008506209-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/S0ZZrbJC13I/AAAAAAAAAJk/fmtFEipKrgI/s320/_47029154_529399-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424121403769280370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/S0ZZZNAII5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/WhjG0hf_P3Y/s1600-h/UN_Soldiers_in_Eritrea.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/S0ZZZNAII5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/WhjG0hf_P3Y/s400/UN_Soldiers_in_Eritrea.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424121090736137106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-510511078639695503?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/510511078639695503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/510511078639695503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/510511078639695503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/S0ZZsjhjRdI/AAAAAAAAAKE/girAsGcSq0M/s72-c/_47061159_008506209-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-1993373174766857285</id><published>2010-01-05T14:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T14:46:17.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare to Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It is better to fail aiming high than to succeed aiming low. And we of Spurs have set our sights very high... so high, in fact, that even failure will have in it an echo of glory!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bill Nicholson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A large proportion of the Spurs faithful dare not admit the possibility of CL qualification and who can blame them after the disappointment of Lasagne-Gate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we raise our expectations then our dreams may once again be cruelly shattered. But, let us not forget, 'To Dare is to Do', so shouldn't we Dare to Dream? . and I'm not talking about 4th place, I'm talking about the ultimate prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the top sides dropping points, and no sign of Man U or Chelsea kicking on, it seems that everything is up for grabs. We have all the raw material as well as the opportunity to make a real challenge. We have one of the strongest squads; Our first team is littered with match-winners; We have a solid back-four and a world-class goalkeeper; We have a great team of coaches led by Harry; and our support at times can be a '12th man'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new kid on the block, Mancini, has dared to say that he can challenge for the title with a side that we recently gave a 3 - 0 drubbing to. It is no coincidence, that the top four are there because they are always challenging for the title - You could not imagine 'ole red nose or Ancelotti settling for a top four and even Rafa has only recently adjusted his target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forty nine years of 'hurt' have taken away the Spurs 'swagger' - We lost this to Man U and then they added insult to injury by stealing our song too. I believe there is a fine opportunity now to reclaim our rightful place. I know most will say we should walk before we run, but I think we should forget about 4th and declare our intention to challenge for the title. Dare to Dream!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-1993373174766857285?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/1993373174766857285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2010/01/dare-to-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/1993373174766857285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/1993373174766857285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2010/01/dare-to-dream.html' title='Dare to Dream'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-8603667023423746974</id><published>2010-01-01T21:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:46:47.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance and Defending a belief</title><content type='html'>I'm not talking about religion, well not really.  Its about my biggest short coming, my addiction to soccer.  I guess it is a religion for me seeing how I am not a religious person, I mean I was never christened and in Christianities eyes am already going to hell.  (might as well enjoy the ride, thats neither here nor there...)&lt;br /&gt;Getting back on topic, I was out with my friends watching some ball games, be more exact Arizona vs Nebraska and the announcers were talking about this defensive linebacker who was really talented and how he played soccer a lot when he was a kid.  One announcer then decides to share his ultimate wisdom with the rest of the world and says "He wouldnt be making millions playing soccer."  As if the highest paid soccer player makes less then a million dollars.  This is on ESPN, the network that will be hosting the biggest sporting event in the world and commentators dont even know how big soccer is worldwide.  If anything its the other way around with players making more in soccer especially with no salary cap.  It just annoys me when people are extremely ignorant and it also pisses me off when they try to spread their ignorance to other people who will easily believe what they hear....say like the everyday American.  No wonder Americans hate the game of soccer...Also on that note, ESPN (again) had a new years special where they looked back at what happened over the year/decade.  ESPN thought a good idea to have someone say what he believes would happen over the next 10 years and one of them were "Fifa finally realizes why soccer is not popular and raises the crossbar a foot to make it more entertaining because there will be more goals.  Close to 1,000 goals were scored in the EPL alone.  That is not enough goals for you? Really? you want more? Maybe we should just make the goals be like 7 points, then you would be happy? you would watch it?  ARE YOU THAT STUPID?  Yeah, NFL games finish 28-26 or something like that, but realistically all that is is 4-3 if touchdowns were one point.  Its completely idiotic and just goes to prove that ESPN/most of America do not actually watch the game.  More ignorance, also, the USA only makes up 4.52% of the world, why would FIFA change the rules for 4.52%???  Everybody else thinks the game is entertaining. The entire world does, except the USA....I bet its because of the revolutionary war or some stupid thing like that.  No wonder everyone hates the USA.  Its ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more fun quote from ESPN:  "Now its time for the Wolverhampton Wanders to take on The Manchester City Premiership."  The US media is crap and it rubs off on its people, now i know why I keep my British passport next to my heart and my American one in a drawer.  I am embarrassed to be part of the close minded ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-8603667023423746974?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/8603667023423746974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2010/01/ignorance-and-defending-belief.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/8603667023423746974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/8603667023423746974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2010/01/ignorance-and-defending-belief.html' title='Ignorance and Defending a belief'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-1406069433033721633</id><published>2009-12-28T00:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:47:10.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 doesnt have the same ring to it.</title><content type='html'>I can see the moon from my bed, its really small...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont know what to really write anymore.  I guess the new year is coming, maybe think about 2009?  Hmmm, the year started out pretty good.  Laid back, senior year and was able to really relax.  I remember I went skiing and almost died, I fell enough times for everyone on the mountain that day.  Kicked ass in soccer, except for our one loss, and our tie.  Okay seriously though, our one loss came to the other team fighting for first place, we had to reschedule the game, and our coach decided to reschedule it to a date where we could only conjure up 9 first team players and 2 kids from a lower team.  Meanwhile, the other team had their entire roster there, it was a majority Brazilian team but I think if I had a defense then I could definitely of stopped them cold.  The tie, oh dont get me started with that,  We were 3-0 up, probably 10 minutes to go and the ref gives 3 PK's in the box in fast sucession.  All 3 were BULLSHIT and it still gets me fired up.  The three times the kid (same defender, never carded or talked to.  One sign that the ref is complete shit) got the ball, and the attacker tripped after the ball was kicked away ( the ball ended up taking a 90 degree path to the right by itself, as the ref would want us to believe).  RAWR, that pissed me off, and we were all pissed off, and...getting off that.  Summer was fun, Oceancity with my friends, horrible city, but pure beauty to a handful of over-privileged kids with pocket money and a Mercedes. (spent the last of my savings on that trip).  It was fun, the part that wasnt fun was the 11 hour drive back and then 3 hours of sleep and then 2 hour drive to orientation to play 'ice-breaker' games.  I was not the happiest camper, and I was in bed by midnight.  Fun times with my first experience of my college.  Rest of the summer was okay, was in Maine and realized that I sucked at starting fires (got over that).  The end of the year could have been better...start a school which I quickly realized that I dislike, am stuck there for the year...and a friend died which sucks and probably could of dealt with that better.  One of life's many surprises I guess, and that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Tottenham is fucking awesome.  Yep, oh and I also realized that I am in the wrong place.  Oh I long for the day to go back to London and fit in with all the other crazy fans.  One day I will, one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-1406069433033721633?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/1406069433033721633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010-doesnt-have-same-ring-to-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/1406069433033721633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/1406069433033721633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010-doesnt-have-same-ring-to-it.html' title='2010 doesnt have the same ring to it.'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-7748385678677015438</id><published>2009-12-13T17:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T18:02:54.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>I am writing my bloody 13 paper for my Gender and Ethnics class and we watched a film called Jodhaa Akbar.  Which is a historical film about Akbar, the muslim king of the Mughal empire which ruled India in the 16th century and his marriage to Jodhaa, a Hindu princess from the Rajput empire.  Well anyway, its really just this video I keep watching...which is really catchy like a lot of the songs from other films ive watched in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway enjoy (sorry, cant embed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yf8XilsCnUc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yf8XilsCnUc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-7748385678677015438?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/7748385678677015438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/12/procrastination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/7748385678677015438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/7748385678677015438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/12/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-119767356468125259</id><published>2009-12-08T02:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T02:01:48.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two opposites</title><content type='html'>Kids running to fight:&lt;br /&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/in_pictures/8398555.stm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kids escaping the fight:&lt;br /&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/in_pictures/8395828.stm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-119767356468125259?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/119767356468125259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-opposites.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/119767356468125259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/119767356468125259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-opposites.html' title='Two opposites'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-2275126612730511428</id><published>2009-12-08T01:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T01:42:44.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Famagusta: The foribidden city</title><content type='html'>This has a lot of history, scroll down to pictures if you want to read about the ghost city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famagusta&lt;/span&gt; is located on the island of Cyprus in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mediterranean&lt;/span&gt;, it is South of Turkey, and West of Israel.  During the early 1950's, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;guerrilla&lt;/span&gt; movement is started called the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;EOKA&lt;/span&gt;, they fight against the British rule and want a unification with Greece.  In retaliation to the movement, the British forced on the annexed island, arm a paramilitary force comprised of Turkish Cypriots.  This, is the start to the main division on the island.  (Greeks have always hated the Turks, and still talk about retaking Constantinople (Istanbul)).  Cyprus is granted independence in the 1970's, and the Turkish Cypriots withdraw to enclaves around the island, and in 1974, the military junta of Greece backs a Greek Cypriot coup of the Turkish Cypriot leader, hoping to make Cyprus part of Greece which many Greek Cypriots want.&lt;br /&gt;Within two days, the Turkish army invades.  (Just shows, the Turks had an invasion plan of the island, and had troops and resources in place to put the invasion into place).  The Turkish Army, landing in the Northern part of the island, steam rolls over the small Greek Cypriot force defending their land.  The Invasion makes Greek Cypriots who lived in the North refugees in their own country, the UN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;intervened&lt;/span&gt; creating the ' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Greenline&lt;/span&gt;'.  Turkey controls the Northern 1/3 of the island.  It is the Turkish Republic of Northern Cyprus and is only recognised by Turkey itself as a country.  Turkish citizens flocked to the island to steal the Greek Cypriot refugees land who were forced to flee to Southern Cyprus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Famagusta&lt;/span&gt; was a thriving tourist city on the Northern part of the island.  Hotels were being built and it was a great source of income for a newly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;developed&lt;/span&gt; country.  When Turkey invaded, they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;surrounded&lt;/span&gt; the city, and enclosed it.  Nobody has been allowed in since the 1970's.  Within the city limits, hotels stand rotting, streets overgrown.  Houses and stores were looted by Turkish soldiers as they pushed their invasion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;further&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;further&lt;/span&gt; inland.  It is said that there are car dealerships with cars fro the 1970's still standing, and furniture stores filled with old retro furniture and electronics.  By now the large hotel rooms are rotten, many of the glass windows broken, cranes still standing and houses still empty.  Turkey does not allow anybody to photograph the city, and no Greek Cypriots are allowed in Northern Cyprus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Sx30VFo7b0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/sfSx72WqzHQ/s1600-h/a170_Famagusta_hHpBtO9cYn9p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 450px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Sx30VFo7b0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/sfSx72WqzHQ/s320/a170_Famagusta_hHpBtO9cYn9p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412750970297478978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are some pictures, the reason I care is because my family had land in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Famagusta&lt;/span&gt; and Turkey illegally invaded and murdered hundreds.  Many Greek Cypriots who were not able to escape went missing, and many were shot because the Turkish forces labeled them as guerrilla's.  The war in Cyprus is not know by many, many do no know where the island is.  Its just another war in history that nobody will pay attention to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also the reason I do not like Turkey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-2275126612730511428?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/2275126612730511428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/12/famagusta-foribidden-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/2275126612730511428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/2275126612730511428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/12/famagusta-foribidden-city.html' title='Famagusta: The foribidden city'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Sx30VFo7b0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/sfSx72WqzHQ/s72-c/a170_Famagusta_hHpBtO9cYn9p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-6669020004123800440</id><published>2009-12-05T03:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T18:49:03.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>World cup and its magic</title><content type='html'>First off, I love me an Icelandic Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a good part of the day explaining why the World Cup let alone soccer is awesome.  The world cup is know for its ability to bring hope to everyone that experiences it.  Now that it is being held in South Africa, Africans are holding a new pride for their countries and for their national teams ( those African teams that made the cut that is).  The world cup has more viewers then the Olympics, and a giant fan base world wide.  Fans will always cash in to travel to cheer for their country and team.&lt;br /&gt;They drew the teams today, and it got me excited, excited for the world cup, and to cheer for my England...Ive lost the urge to write anymore, so here are the groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe England will win, but I always believe in the best, and if England win I will do something incredibly crazy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;2010 World Cup draw&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Group A: &lt;/b&gt;South Africa, Mexico, Uruguay, France &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Group B: &lt;/b&gt;Argentina, South Korea, Nigeria, Greece &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Group C: &lt;/b&gt;England, USA, Algeria, Slovenia &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Group D: &lt;/b&gt;Germany, Australia, Ghana, Serbia &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Group E: &lt;/b&gt;Netherlands, Japan, Cameroon, Denmark &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Group F: &lt;/b&gt;Italy, New Zealand, Paraguay, Slovakia &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Group G: &lt;/b&gt;Brazil, North Korea, Ivory Cost, Portugal &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Group H: &lt;/b&gt;Spain, Honduras, Chile, Switzerland &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-6669020004123800440?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/6669020004123800440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/12/world-cup-and-its-magic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/6669020004123800440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/6669020004123800440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/12/world-cup-and-its-magic.html' title='World cup and its magic'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-1969235009983460304</id><published>2009-12-04T23:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T23:35:37.607-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Diplomacy 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2009/11/28/opinion/28sat1.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Published: November 27, 2009 &lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;We were thrilled when President Obama decided to plunge fully into the Middle East peace effort. He appointed a skilled special envoy, George Mitchell, and demanded that Israel freeze settlements, Palestinians crack down on anti-Israel violence and Arab leaders demonstrate their readiness to reach out to Israel.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt; Nine months later, the president’s promising peace initiative has unraveled. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Israelis have refused to stop all building. The Palestinians say that they won’t talk to the Israelis until they do, and President Mahmoud Abbas is so despondent he has threatened to quit. Arab states are refusing to do anything. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mr. Obama’s own credibility is so diminished (his approval rating in Israel is 4 percent) that serious negotiations may be farther off than ever. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Peacemaking takes strategic skill. But we see no sign that President Obama and Mr. Mitchell were thinking more than one move down the board. The president went public with his demand for a full freeze on settlements before securing Israel’s commitment. And he and his aides apparently had no plan for what they would do if Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu said no. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Most important, they allowed the controversy to obscure the real goal: nudging Israel and the Palestinians into peace talks. (We don’t know exactly what happened but we are told that Mr. Obama relied more on the judgment of his political advisers — specifically his chief of staff, Rahm Emanuel — than of his Mideast specialists.) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The idea made sense: have each side do something tangible to prove it was serious about peace and then start negotiations. But when Mr. Netanyahu refused the total freeze, President Obama backed down. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Mr. Netanyahu has since offered a compromise 10-month freeze that exempts Jerusalem, schools and synagogues and permits Israel to complete 3,000 housing units already under construction. The irony is that while this offer goes beyond what past Israeli governments accepted, Mr. Obama had called for more. And the Palestinians promptly rejected the compromise.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Washington isn’t the only one to blow it. After pushing President Obama to lead the peace effort, Arab states, especially Saudi Arabia, refused to make any concessions until settlements were halted. Mr. Mitchell was asking them to allow Israel to fly commercial planes through Arab airspace or open a trade office. They have also done far too little to strengthen Mr. Abbas, who is a weak leader but is still the best hope for negotiating a peace deal. Ditto for Washington and Israel. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; All this raises two questions: What has President Obama learned from the experience so he can improve his diplomatic performance generally? And does he plan to revive the peace talks? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The president has no choice but to keep trying. At some point extremists will try to provoke another war. and the absence of a dialogue will only make things worse. Advancing his own final-status plan for a two-state solution is one high-risk way forward that we think is worth the gamble. Stalemate is unsustainable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-1969235009983460304?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/1969235009983460304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/12/diplomacy-101.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/1969235009983460304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/1969235009983460304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/12/diplomacy-101.html' title='Diplomacy 101'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-1991067605153653586</id><published>2009-12-03T12:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T02:05:47.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is to expensive, and it sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imissyou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOVE D.G.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-1991067605153653586?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/1991067605153653586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/12/imissyou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/1991067605153653586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/1991067605153653586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/12/imissyou.html' title=''/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-3686492863274204549</id><published>2009-12-01T23:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:02:32.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SxX04eU_-iI/AAAAAAAAAHg/R8uCJZY_feI/s1600-h/_46782759_-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SxX04eU_-iI/AAAAAAAAAHg/R8uCJZY_feI/s320/_46782759_-19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410499778406513186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SxX04OKzI7I/AAAAAAAAAHY/hTsq82MChjY/s1600-h/_46782722_-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SxX04OKzI7I/AAAAAAAAAHY/hTsq82MChjY/s320/_46782722_-12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410499774068761522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in the town next to Chelsea, yet I am Tottenham fan.  Thank you, need to look for the good when the boys lose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-3686492863274204549?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/3686492863274204549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/12/irony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/3686492863274204549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/3686492863274204549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/12/irony.html' title='Irony'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SxX04eU_-iI/AAAAAAAAAHg/R8uCJZY_feI/s72-c/_46782759_-19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-228117543342490856</id><published>2009-11-30T23:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:56:46.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SxSXUJ3FI9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/hX1jeSO4smE/s1600/_46829224_008353027-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SxSXUJ3FI9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/hX1jeSO4smE/s320/_46829224_008353027-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410115424878928850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SxSXT9I3W2I/AAAAAAAAAGw/2_SWHEwrqvE/s1600/_46829221_008352354-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SxSXT9I3W2I/AAAAAAAAAGw/2_SWHEwrqvE/s320/_46829221_008352354-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410115421463862114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want to go to both these places, now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, NY times bestseller list:&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how to really react to Sarah Palin topping the chart...kinda embarrassing to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/12/06/books/bestseller/besthardnonfiction.html?ref=bestseller"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hardcover Nonfiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;h6 class="byline"&gt; &lt;/h6&gt; &lt;p class="summary"&gt; &lt;b style="font-size: 0.9em;"&gt;Top 5 at a Glance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. GOING ROGUE, by Sarah Palin&lt;br /&gt;2. OPEN, by Andre Agassi&lt;br /&gt;3. HAVE A LITTLE FAITH, by Mitch Albom&lt;br /&gt;4. ARGUING WITH IDIOTS, written and edited by Glenn Beck, Kevin Balfe and others&lt;br /&gt;5. A SIMPLE CHRISTMAS, by Mike Huckabee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-228117543342490856?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/228117543342490856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-to-go-to-both-these-places-now.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/228117543342490856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/228117543342490856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-to-go-to-both-these-places-now.html' title=''/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SxSXUJ3FI9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/hX1jeSO4smE/s72-c/_46829224_008353027-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-88075240718962189</id><published>2009-11-30T13:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:25:34.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>se pethimisa para poli anipomono na se dw to sintomotero&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-88075240718962189?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/88075240718962189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/se-pethimisa-para-poli-anipomono-na-se.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/88075240718962189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/88075240718962189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/se-pethimisa-para-poli-anipomono-na-se.html' title=''/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-8045187979581407718</id><published>2009-11-29T01:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T02:50:28.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time lines</title><content type='html'>I was asked a question over thanksgiving break from one of my neighbors.  She was trying to impress her son, and keep him on the right path by asking a college kid, 'What do you do with your free time?'....  I guess she wanted me to answer, I study, study, study.  Honestly, that is what I do, I study my tiny heart away.  (that makes sense, right?).  Getting back on track I answered her, "I look at time lines' which I do do.  More then normal people, if normal people look at time lines.  I analyze them, not only for school but because its also interesting.  After saying that, she had a blank expression on her face as if I was supposed to inspire her son by saying the perfect mixture of hard work and play leads to success.  She really thought I was weird, and after she noticed her son walk away, she asked me, 'Time lines? really?' I asked her, 'what do you know about the world?' she responded, 'I don't know, I know whats going on'.   I told her, history unlocks the future, seeing how I am that college kid, I fly with the big boys.  She was still really confused, I did not know how to answer her, so I told her this.  'The only way to fix the future is to learn from our past', a pretty well known saying.  When I saw that I was losing her, I blurted out, 'its also interesting, especially because I am a history major'.  She then understood why I said, I study time lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she thanked me for attempting to inspire her kid to succeed, I told her 'you cant inspire your kid, he has to inspire himself, because no matter what happens, the only way to inspire someone is if they inspire themselves.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, the college kid gave the adult advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.C.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-8045187979581407718?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/8045187979581407718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-lines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/8045187979581407718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/8045187979581407718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-lines.html' title='Time lines'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-2426774814495916859</id><published>2009-11-28T19:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:09:23.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SxHRRChgQxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/a5Og9zW4lQs/s1600/11_Michael_Dawson_e_938350a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SxHRRChgQxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/a5Og9zW4lQs/s320/11_Michael_Dawson_e_938350a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409334718114054930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      It was a wet and brisk night in Birmingham, Aston Villa hosting Tottenham Hotspur.  This time last year,  Tottenham were fighting to get out of the relegation zone, only sitting on 17 points compared to Villa's 25 points.  This year though is different, as Liverpool has collapsed and the hunt is on for the Champions League spot.  Aston Villa, Manchester City and Liverpool are also fighting for the spot, so the meeting between Villa and Spurs was a important one, for both clubs.  If Villa won, they would go even on points with Tottenham who lead the race for the open spot, and if Tottenham won it would widen the gap between the teams racing to scrap up enough points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first half, Tottenham played like crap.  I felt like I was watching little kids play against pro's.  Passes would be horrible, and Spurs might as well been teamed up with Villa as a larger amount of their  passes ended up going to Villa players.  Villa deserved to score their first goal, not because they were playing extremely well, but because Spurs were playing horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second half made up for it though,  for most of the second half, Villa were stuck in their own box, not being able to clear the ball, and when they did, they had nobody foward to help the counter attack so the ball would be played in again.  You see this kinda of play when the 'Top Four' play the bottom teams in the league and in lower leagues, but to see this happening to the #5 team who want to challenge for the fourth place was astonishing.  After 78 minutes of Villa players diving infront of every shot taken by Spurs players, Dawson made a beautiful goal from the edge of the 18.  This tied the game, Spurs had many chances, and it looked like they were playing like they did last weekend, during their 9-1 thrashing of Wigan.  Lennon came out to play in the second half.  He played poetically, and the fans read it as they watched him dance his way through the Villa defenders and into the box time after time.  However, all the effort and all the hard work put into the second half, the Spurs could not capture the 3 points they hoped to steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So and the end of the day, Tottenham tied 1-1 with Villa.  Spurs fans may be dissapointed, but to come out with a point from Villa park is an achievement.  Last year we would not of been able to come out with a result. Im happy with one point...&lt;br /&gt;So it goes like this&lt;br /&gt;1st: Chelsea 33 pts 13 games played&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Man U 31 pts  14 g.p.&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Tottenham 26 pts 14 g.p&lt;br /&gt;4th Arsenal 25 pts 13 g.p&lt;br /&gt;5th Aston Villa 23 pts 14 g.p&lt;br /&gt;6th Man Citeh 22 pts 13 g.p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still close, and close to the end of the 1st half of the season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-2426774814495916859?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/2426774814495916859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/recap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/2426774814495916859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/2426774814495916859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/recap.html' title='The recap'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SxHRRChgQxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/a5Og9zW4lQs/s72-c/11_Michael_Dawson_e_938350a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-1151252991011497294</id><published>2009-11-27T01:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T01:53:09.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unflinching Loyalty</title><content type='html'>I wonder how weird it is that I am in complete utter love with a sports team.  I look forward to the weekend just to watch them, I spend endless hours on youtube watching videos about them.  I guess everyone needs their addictions.  Some people have drugs/alcohol, some have cigarettes, some video games etc etc, I have Tottenham Hotspur.  It really is hard to explain, because until a couple years ago, I hated watching the games, they were boring, then the planets aligned and bing-buda-boom. I become obsessed.  Probably a real turnoff eh?  I suppose some people think its cute, but they soon find out how crazy I am.  I think I'd fit right in if I was thrown back into London.  (Probably get my ass kicked though).  I wrote this, cause I am really excited, like night before Christmas excited for the game this weekend, even though its not a derby/against one of Tottenhams' many rivals, but just because its the best part of my week, for that 90 or so minutes, im in paradise, funny how that's what keeps me going.&lt;br /&gt;My History professor keeps saying, you gotta do something that 'turns you on' ( this is an 80 year old guy by the way), I never really understood/took him seriously, but in a way, I guess Tottenham Hotspur turns me on.&lt;br /&gt;So, who thinks I'm weird? Oh everyone in the USA, A because they think the sport is for pansies and B because even I think its weird, but guess what.... I don't care what you think, cause I am in love and that my friends is more important then caring what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bid you farewell and goodnight, and just because I can,&lt;br /&gt;"We love you tottenham, we do, We love you tottenham, we do, we love you tottenham we do, ohh tottenham we love you."&lt;br /&gt;85% of people will miss pronounce Tottenham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Its thanksgiving, I feel it important to personally be thankful for - Tottenham, tea, chocolate, my friends, my fantastic family, my ability to call and explain what thanksgiving is to some Europeans and for my happiness.  its cliche, but its the holidays, we're supposed to all be cliche when it comes to holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-1151252991011497294?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/1151252991011497294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wonder-how-weird-it-is-that-i-am-in.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/1151252991011497294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/1151252991011497294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wonder-how-weird-it-is-that-i-am-in.html' title='Unflinching Loyalty'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-3449429745248096581</id><published>2009-11-25T03:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T03:13:26.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People say I have bad taste in films, well maybe, but I sure like my taste.  I find myself stuck with one director. ( He also directed Love Actually (best movie ever!)).  It turns out he wrote, 4 Weddings and a Funeral, Bridget Jones Diary ( not really that fond of it), Mr. Bean (just because its British) Notting Hill.  But anyways, Pirate Radio was beauty.  I loved it.  I give it 5 stars, but it only got 3.  Its 2 hours long, but very enjoyable.  I am addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stagevu.com/video/hplldyaknxxq"&gt;Watch it here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-3449429745248096581?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/3449429745248096581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/people-say-i-have-bad-taste-in-films.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/3449429745248096581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/3449429745248096581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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got you babe, I got you, Babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say our love won`t pay the rent&lt;br /&gt;Before it`s earn`d our money`s always spent&lt;br /&gt;I guess that`s so, we don`t have a lot&lt;br /&gt;But at least I`m sure of all the things we got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe, I got you babe, I got you, Babe.&lt;br /&gt;I got flowers in the spring&lt;br /&gt;I got you, to wear my ring&lt;br /&gt;And when I`m sad, you`re a clown&lt;br /&gt;And when I get scared you`re always around&lt;br /&gt;so let them say your hair`s too long&lt;br /&gt;I don`t care, with you I can`t do wrong&lt;br /&gt;and put your little hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;There ain`t no hill or mountain we can`t climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe, I got you babe, I got you, Babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got you to hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;I got you to understand&lt;br /&gt;I got you to walk with me&lt;br /&gt;I got you to talk with me&lt;br /&gt;I got you to kiss goodnight&lt;br /&gt;I got you to hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;I got you I won`t let go&lt;br /&gt;I got you to love me so&lt;br /&gt;I got you, babe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-112962476697077393?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/112962476697077393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/title-ub40-i-got-you-babe-lyrics-artist.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/112962476697077393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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graphs, fuck the phillips curve.&lt;br /&gt;You explain economy issues from the 19 bloody 60's&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr.econ man, you suck.&lt;br /&gt;How are you a teacher&lt;br /&gt;How are you so oblivious&lt;br /&gt;Please Mr.Econ man, leave and never come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-462877724176724924?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/462877724176724924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-mr-econ-man-you-suck.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/462877724176724924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Swa3ZzVMblI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gc5KbBLqzyc/s320/coke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406210056608575058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax, its the weekend, enjoy a coke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-3122962865661474692?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/3122962865661474692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/relax-its-weekend-enjoy-coke.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/3122962865661474692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Swa2_aDGShI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0WT9uKAMeJA/s1600/tao.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-236265899670966025?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/236265899670966025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/meow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/236265899670966025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/236265899670966025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/meow.html' title=''/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-2777023814996897666</id><published>2009-11-20T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T10:32:19.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden places look cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Swa2TwE37rI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DOnNcXy2Jcg/s1600/1402764521_8cfe5e4ed8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Swa2TwE37rI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DOnNcXy2Jcg/s320/1402764521_8cfe5e4ed8_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406208853143973554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its Iran, and its beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-2777023814996897666?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/2777023814996897666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/forbidden-places-look-cool.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/2777023814996897666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/2777023814996897666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Sv2TA_SwuvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XQJqrahYuT0/s1600-h/NSAP1849_EXTR.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Sv2TA_SwuvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XQJqrahYuT0/s320/NSAP1849_EXTR.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403636773113871090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Sv2TAmpVrXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/zCok4j__StM/s1600-h/d19_20739285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Sv2TAmpVrXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/zCok4j__StM/s320/d19_20739285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403636766497680754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Sv2TARS6PGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/859wn5iSXGM/s1600-h/d15_20773591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Sv2TARS6PGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/859wn5iSXGM/s320/d15_20773591.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403636760766463074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-5629939302848088089?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/5629939302848088089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/simple-beautys-of-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-7771336004347635348</id><published>2009-11-11T22:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:36:43.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life has many blind turns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SvuCZpuaT5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Yi9gGgFjCew/s1600-h/_46707319_candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SvuCZpuaT5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Yi9gGgFjCew/s320/_46707319_candles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403055555169898386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RIP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robert Enke, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Bundesliga goalkeeper of the season 2008-09.  You will be missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-7771336004347635348?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/7771336004347635348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-has-many-blind-turns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/7771336004347635348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/7771336004347635348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-has-many-blind-turns.html' title='Life has many blind turns'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SvuCZpuaT5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Yi9gGgFjCew/s72-c/_46707319_candles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-1756763011419830092</id><published>2009-11-10T10:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:49:33.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I love soccer.</title><content type='html'>Life, It can be difficult, you know that, we all need someone to rely on. Someone that’s gonna be there. Someone’s that’s gonna make you feel like you belong ,someone constant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ecstasy, anguish, joy and despair, Its part of our history, its part of our country, and it will be part of our future.  Its theatre, art, war, and love.  It should be predictable but never is, it’s a feeling that cant be explained, but we spend our lives explaining it.  Its our religion, we do not apologize for it, we do not deny it, they are our team, our family, our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-1756763011419830092?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/1756763011419830092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-it-can-be-difficult-you-know-that.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/1756763011419830092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/1756763011419830092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-it-can-be-difficult-you-know-that.html' title='Why I love soccer.'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-6705935240665435136</id><published>2009-11-02T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:49:12.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.” – St. Augustine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow.” – Lin Yutang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-6705935240665435136?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/6705935240665435136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/world-is-book-and-those-who-do-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/6705935240665435136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/6705935240665435136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/11/world-is-book-and-those-who-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-1006136385113865463</id><published>2009-10-19T18:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:43:51.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Democracy</title><content type='html'>Democracy is the line that forms on the right.  It is the don't in don't shove.  It is the hole in the stuffed shirt through which the sawdust slowly trickles; it is the dent in the high hat.  Democracy is the recurrent suspicion that more than half of the people are right more than half of the time.  It is the feeling of privacy in the voting booths, the feeling of communion in the libraries, the feeling of vitality everywhere. Democracy is a letter to the editor.  Democracy is the score at the beginning of the ninth.  It is an idea which hasn't been disproved yet, a song the words of which have not gone bad.  It's the mustard on the hot dog and the cream in the rationed coffee.  Democracy is a request from a War Board, in the middle of a morning in the middle of a war, wanting to know what democracy is. - E.B. White&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-1006136385113865463?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/1006136385113865463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/10/democracy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/1006136385113865463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/1006136385113865463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/10/democracy.html' title='Democracy'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-8360474381254697085</id><published>2009-10-03T21:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:19:47.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SsgGPE8sLHI/AAAAAAAAABU/es1kQRt4jGc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SsgGPE8sLHI/AAAAAAAAABU/es1kQRt4jGc/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388563810244897906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The unexamined life is not worth living.” - Socrates&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-8360474381254697085?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/8360474381254697085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/10/unexamined-life-is-not-worth-living.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/8360474381254697085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/8360474381254697085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/10/unexamined-life-is-not-worth-living.html' title=''/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SsgGPE8sLHI/AAAAAAAAABU/es1kQRt4jGc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-8201209659543476856</id><published>2009-09-14T01:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:23:00.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Decieving humans is easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Sq3Xg9878CI/AAAAAAAAABM/z8-U5fPO4zs/s1600-h/tree_snowing_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Sq3Xg9878CI/AAAAAAAAABM/z8-U5fPO4zs/s400/tree_snowing_800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381194091163545634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was working in Maine this summer, I was sitting in the hamick while four other of the nine man 'croo' sat on the couches and slept.  The summer had started out cold, we constantly had fires blazing to keep the guests warm.  On our limited time to relax we look outside, and its snowing? It was snowing in July.  Now everybody knows snow in July is highly unlikely, unless you're in the mountains, but our minds are a weird thing. Three of us rushed outside, it was cloudy like it does when it snows, it was cold like it was when it snows, and it looked like snow.  We were baffled, did not know what was going on, until I caught one in my hand, and guess what, it didn't melt.  Nope, so curoisty go the best of me, so I tasted it.  AGH, it was not snow, no sir, not snow at all.  It was ash, from the fireplace in the dinning hall that is located next to our bunkhouse.  Tasted horrible, our hopes were dashed, cause who doesn't love snow?!?!?!  Well I look back to that day and decieving humans is easy, but many do not fall for those 'stupid' moments.  Their minds work more like, "snow in July is impossible, the upper atmosphere is too hot when the sun shines over the northern hemisphere like it does over the summer".  I guess it illustrates peoples imagination.  So I compared the people, the two that stayed inside were not fun, nope.  They ruined the simplicities and it was obvious they had no imagination, compared to the three of us who imagined snow in the summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-8201209659543476856?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/8201209659543476856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/09/decieving-humans-is-easy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/8201209659543476856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/8201209659543476856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/09/decieving-humans-is-easy.html' title='Decieving humans is easy'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Sq3Xg9878CI/AAAAAAAAABM/z8-U5fPO4zs/s72-c/tree_snowing_800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-7151212944215872832</id><published>2009-09-12T17:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T18:22:26.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gap Year? Whats that!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SqweV93rN3I/AAAAAAAAABE/zmk0lKyQo2U/s1600-h/study_abroad_travel_324654_small2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SqweV93rN3I/AAAAAAAAABE/zmk0lKyQo2U/s400/study_abroad_travel_324654_small2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380709017535068018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in the USA, a gap year is unheard of. 'You want to take a year off to travel and relax?  Why, are you dumb?'  This ideology is so misguided.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to travel for kids is a widely accepted thing, except in the USA.  The protective bubble is raised around the country and kids are not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;experiencing&lt;/span&gt; the world.  No wonder people think Americans are so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;narrow minded&lt;/span&gt;, its because they are.  My friends across the pond travel all across Europe for vacations and just because they can.  They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; all different cultures, different people, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;religions&lt;/span&gt;.  The USA is called a 'mixing pot', but xenophobia still grips most of the US population&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  The only way Americans &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;experience &lt;/span&gt; the other cultures is through TV and films, a biases view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why not take a year, a semester a week off and travel somewhere crazy?  Why not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; another culture and let it open your eyes?  It will make you a better person, it will make you more adapt to college life, and you can succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets all travel!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-7151212944215872832?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/7151212944215872832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/09/gap-year-whats-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/7151212944215872832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/7151212944215872832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/09/gap-year-whats-that.html' title='Gap Year? Whats that!'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SqweV93rN3I/AAAAAAAAABE/zmk0lKyQo2U/s72-c/study_abroad_travel_324654_small2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-2819414538201162293</id><published>2009-09-01T02:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T02:17:49.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Animation is real</title><content type='html'>http://www.creepchase.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-2819414538201162293?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/2819414538201162293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/09/animation-is-real.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/2819414538201162293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/2819414538201162293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/09/animation-is-real.html' title='Animation is real'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-8821939712804353020</id><published>2009-08-31T23:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:49:12.964-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SpyZn7qUDLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZVXqo_r1Xuc/s1600-h/_46228975_botero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SpyZn7qUDLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZVXqo_r1Xuc/s400/_46228975_botero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376340966482644146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-8821939712804353020?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/8821939712804353020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/8821939712804353020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/8821939712804353020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-picture.html' title='The Big Picture'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SpyZn7qUDLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZVXqo_r1Xuc/s72-c/_46228975_botero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-5722381105047621714</id><published>2009-08-31T23:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:33:10.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The simplicities of the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SpyUevjlWhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wEBuM-2T8GY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SpyUevjlWhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wEBuM-2T8GY/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376335311056230930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebanese women cut the world's biggest kibbeh, a local culinary specialty, after entering the Guinness World Records in the town of Ihden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-5722381105047621714?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/5722381105047621714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/08/simplicities-of-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/5722381105047621714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/5722381105047621714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/08/simplicities-of-world.html' title='The simplicities of the world'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/SpyUevjlWhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wEBuM-2T8GY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-965329684343871613</id><published>2009-08-29T17:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:17:16.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>"It is better to fail aiming high than to succeed aiming low. And we of Spurs have set our sights very high... so high, in fact, that even failure will have in it an echo of glory!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Nicholson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-965329684343871613?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/965329684343871613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/08/success.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/965329684343871613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/965329684343871613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/08/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-2993985347248906618</id><published>2009-08-29T12:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T16:06:52.715-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is pure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Spla-OMytHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dBu2nCR30DY/s1600-h/birmingham_home_rep_240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 359px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Spla-OMytHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dBu2nCR30DY/s400/birmingham_home_rep_240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375427655253537906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great things in life normally are not the easiest. Take for example the Spurs game.  If we had slashed Birmingham, yeah I would of been happy.  BUT, there is nothing like a last minute, when I say last minute I mean a 94th minute goal, to wake the senses.  I remember last seasons and other seasons games, where Tottenham fought for every goal, I remember the thrill, and I loved it.  It was like a drug (cough cough) for me.  It is one of the purest feelings in the world, it is the feeling of JOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spurs won 2-1 against a bugger of a team such as Birmingham.  The small clubs which are always sought of as 'easy' wins.   Spurs are now top of the league only behind Chelsea on goal differential.  A great start? yes.  Are we going to win the league? probably not, but we can believe.  I have been accused of many things, weird things to be accused of, like being to nice, or my willingness to change to make others happy, or even 'caring' to much. But my true faults would be one, being to passionate.  It is extremely easy for me to get my heartbroken because of this.  If its love then I put my heart into it.  2 I always believe in the best, always.  The best outcome, no matter what it is, I think it will happen.  For example, Tottenham winning every game.  I think they can, so when they lose I am once again heartbroken.  I live my life by these things.  They are evident, if you get me talking about Tottenham, I am like a boy in a candy store.  As I said before, this is one of the purest things in life.  It is true love, and who says you can't love more then one thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I believe Tottenham will do amazing things this year.  But remember, we are not Man U, or Arsenal , or Chelsea, or Liverpool.  We are Tottenham Hotspur, so do not compare us to them. and dont compare me to others, because I will surprise, because I also look for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-2993985347248906618?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/2993985347248906618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/08/great-things-in-life-normally-are-not.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/2993985347248906618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/2993985347248906618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/08/great-things-in-life-normally-are-not.html' title='Love is pure'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Spla-OMytHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dBu2nCR30DY/s72-c/birmingham_home_rep_240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-5603125710675735137</id><published>2009-08-28T20:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:43:42.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Technology does not screw us over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Sph3UAVEs4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oMB1rmE_cJM/s1600-h/pancakemaker-thumb-515x471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Sph3UAVEs4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oMB1rmE_cJM/s400/pancakemaker-thumb-515x471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375177340836164482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This machine pops out pancakes at a rate of 200 pancakes per hour.  I want to lie down under this and catch them in my mouth!  For $3,500.00 this beauty can replace my entire kitchen.  There can never be enough steaming hot pancakes in the world!   I know exactly what I am going to buy when I make my first $3,500.00.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-5603125710675735137?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/5603125710675735137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/08/technology-does-not-screw-us-over.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/5603125710675735137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/5603125710675735137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/08/technology-does-not-screw-us-over.html' title='Technology does not screw us over.'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5fMW0mtp_f0/Sph3UAVEs4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oMB1rmE_cJM/s72-c/pancakemaker-thumb-515x471.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4743418388007796776.post-5448254378076406261</id><published>2009-08-28T19:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:03:20.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you expect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.oleole.com/media/main/images/wallpapers/48833/white-hart-lane-125t_63055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.oleole.com/media/main/images/wallpapers/48833/white-hart-lane-125t_63055.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think if I start this out with an enticing photo, more people will read.  Let us see if it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't know why I made this, I guess its because now I can pretend to be smarter.  Also, a good place I can write about my love, Tottenham Hotspur.  This was also made at the request of somebody, not because they like my writing, or because they agree with how I think.  More because I email them EVERY weird thing I find online, and this way, its not so bothersome.  Unfortunetly, this plan has backfired already, because I only use 'proper' english while im writing papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine, for the first month or so, this will get updated a lot, probably weekly, if not more.  Most will be about Tottenham Hotspur, or random rants.  Maybe it will die out overtime, maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743418388007796776-5448254378076406261?l=lukotheyid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/feeds/5448254378076406261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-do-you-expect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/5448254378076406261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743418388007796776/posts/default/5448254378076406261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukotheyid.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-do-you-expect.html' title='What do you expect'/><author><name>lconstanti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847726319575319005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
