<?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-4623121810220423318</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:19:09.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>namanis</title><subtitle type='html'>the process of slowly growing....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-6091535495638867194</id><published>2009-05-12T01:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:19:36.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its over.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;A steady run since January. I am on my last striaght with graduate school.  To imagine I am four classes away from obtaining a Master's degree in architecture of all fields. I don't know how to feel.  I am anxious to see where the Lord leads me in January.  That overshadows recieving the degree for some reason.  Everything has been so set since 2001. I have known the next step. Now I know 'nada'. Well, a little chill time till I start summer internship. Which I could take some classes and do the intern at the same time, but it can't happen. Oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;-namanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-6091535495638867194?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/6091535495638867194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=6091535495638867194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/6091535495638867194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/6091535495638867194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-over.html' title='Its over.....'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-8171612615126964684</id><published>2009-04-28T23:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:40:45.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>student life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I am soooo tired of it.  I thought I would never stay up days on end with 2-3 hours of sleep here and there again.  I feel like I am right back in undergrad.  This bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Yes the Lord lives and grace is abundanty abi? Yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;-namanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-8171612615126964684?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/8171612615126964684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=8171612615126964684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/8171612615126964684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/8171612615126964684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/04/student-life.html' title='student life'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-9113829987368483549</id><published>2009-04-20T22:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:42:12.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>25 years 3 months 20 days of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;And I still do not know what God's will is in my life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-9113829987368483549?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/9113829987368483549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=9113829987368483549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/9113829987368483549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/9113829987368483549'/><link rel='alternate' 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roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;till i figure it out check out the professional blog at &lt;a href="http://sinaajayi.blogspot.com"&gt;sinaajayi.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-4578531514680106053?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/4578531514680106053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=4578531514680106053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/4578531514680106053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/4578531514680106053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/04/personal-blog.html' title='personal blog'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-8714844674615169124</id><published>2009-04-02T22:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:55:05.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>goooooaaalllllll</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;2- 3 hours of pure soccer. I was so tired it made no sense but with each goal we scored more energy came. :-D  We won about 17 games straight in a row at the indoor court.  The team was made up of who ever was there at that time. I score about 2 goals of those. Maybe 3. I don't remember.  I am still sore, but its a great soreness. I prefer this soreness versus soreness from lifting weights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-8714844674615169124?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/8714844674615169124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=8714844674615169124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/8714844674615169124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/8714844674615169124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/04/goooooaaalllllll.html' title='goooooaaalllllll'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-2800770957173564952</id><published>2009-03-30T02:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T02:11:42.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a pure bride for Christ</title><content type='html'>these eyes belong to him....&lt;br /&gt;this brain belongs to him...&lt;br /&gt;these arms belong to him....&lt;br /&gt;these legs belong to him....&lt;br /&gt;this.......belongs to him...&lt;br /&gt;that.......belongs to him...&lt;br /&gt;etc........belongs to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Timothy 2:22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to work harder on being a pure bride for Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-2800770957173564952?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/2800770957173564952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=2800770957173564952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/2800770957173564952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/2800770957173564952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/03/pure-bride-for-christ.html' title='a pure bride for Christ'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-1506451245994464610</id><published>2009-03-27T02:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T02:34:17.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain. Phil. 1:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not about me is it? :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-1506451245994464610?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/1506451245994464610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=1506451245994464610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/1506451245994464610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/1506451245994464610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/03/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-8822402113593987392</id><published>2009-03-25T21:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:21:08.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i am rich!!!</title><content type='html'>I have clean water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a place to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-namanis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-8822402113593987392?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/8822402113593987392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=8822402113593987392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/8822402113593987392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/8822402113593987392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-rich.html' title='i am rich!!!'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-3925452465129482201</id><published>2009-03-23T01:41:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:00:07.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'self'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="" times="" new=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A thought came to me as I stood outside the church this past Sunday. It was before Sunday school had started. I had arrived a little earlier along with the young youth I picked up on the way.  As he handled the hymnal books in the sanctuary, I stood on the front porch of the church and looked out. Wow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="" times="" new=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;'Self'.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="" times="" new=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I reminisced when I use to dislike coming to this place. I had no problems voicing that opinion to my parents.  I was perfectly comfortable where we were. I was uprooted and relocated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Now four years later. Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The summary of the past 4 years would be ‘self’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;For me to stand up and take the leadership role as a Sunday school/youth leader was no problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As the oldest did I really have a choice? Well, anyone can do what I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Over time I had to realize and see that the Lord had placed me and already equipped for this position that I originally did not care too much for. It was a matter of me taking focus off myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I felt at the time why should I be a leader. I should be the one sitting down in the chair and listening right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Not the other way around. That thought process was about me though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;Still in a work in progress.  Amen for the Lord's grace and wisdom he gives us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;-namanis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-3925452465129482201?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/3925452465129482201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=3925452465129482201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/3925452465129482201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/3925452465129482201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/03/self.html' title='&apos;self&apos;'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-7566996910682391417</id><published>2009-03-22T03:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T03:20:45.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>its 3am spring break is over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;*sighs*.  Yes my spring break is officially over.  I just got back from having a great evening.  Shame on me for even trying to do school work for the past two days.  LOL.  I had no success.  I literally took one hour to figure out a basic conversion the other day.  The conversion was so simply that it could be compared with me forgetting that there are twelve inches in one foot.  I ended up looking at a previous test to finally jog my memory.  :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;But yeah, spring break turned out great.  I didn't travel. I might as well have with all the driving I did this past week.  The driving did not bother me a bit.  Everything in the metroplex is so spread out.  The distances is what gets to a person.  But hey way better than some other places that are even further spreadout. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;The days of waking up late are over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;-namanis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-7566996910682391417?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/7566996910682391417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=7566996910682391417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/7566996910682391417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/7566996910682391417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-3am-spring-break-is-over.html' title='its 3am spring break is over'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-8449251978329027149</id><published>2009-03-20T14:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:52:10.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a statement that rings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It has rang before in my head plenty times, but I never actually had a another person tell me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I guess I did not really think others ever thought in that sense.  Well here is the statement:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" id=":1po"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every good wife does not equal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good wife"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-8449251978329027149?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/8449251978329027149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=8449251978329027149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/8449251978329027149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/8449251978329027149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/03/statement-that-rings.html' title='a statement that rings'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-2479681903756595802</id><published>2009-03-19T10:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:41:10.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>back to the groove</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;Spring break is still official running.  I still have other things planned such as hanging out with friends, but back to the groove of things.  Back to the studying.  A steel structural system is nothing you can master overnight.  I can hear the test I have coming next Wed. already calling my name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;What have I done during a spring break when I have no work to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Well, to describe it simple terms.  Bummed out.  Hung out with one of my best friends and with two other friends I have meet recently, for most of break.  Its been great with nothing hanging over my head.  So the Lord provided this experience.  He allowed me to get laid off to be here at this point blogging about it.  This feeling of peace and excitement is indescribable.  I am not worried much about anything.  I have peace.  I am excited and anxious to see my next step, but I can't see it.  Being anxious would be my issue. I literally do not know what I will be doing starting Dec 11.  Since 2001 I have been on the grind.  I had the plans set there.  Like the plans of a building. :-D This is the way you get from the front door to the back exit.  Well, once I get to the back exit on Dec. 11.  I open the door and ....................  Exactly. Nothing.  Who knows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;To God be the glory. I continue to recall certain things that took place and prepared me for the place where I am now.  My response to those situations, events, etc.  is just as important.  I either chose to let go of 'self' at those points or hold onto 'self'.  I am letting go of self more and more.  If it is unapparent on the exterior through my actions, well than it is definitely showing within my mind and thoughts.  'self' Its the word that makes up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;ish.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;It is about me(selfish), or the one I believe created me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;-namanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-2479681903756595802?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/2479681903756595802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=2479681903756595802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/2479681903756595802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/2479681903756595802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-groove.html' title='back to the groove'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-7477556926123694410</id><published>2009-03-15T22:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:10:17.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the split is done</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;This will purely be a personal blog now.  All my architecture professional related info will be located at sinaajayi(dot)blogspot(dot)com. So now time to update the resume and include that new blog on it. I think its a great move. Instant portfolio. I think it will definitely separate my resume from typical unlicensed architects resume. I will give a shout out to &lt;a href="http://www.ebunoluwa.com/"&gt;http://www.ebunoluwa.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks for the discussions that has lead me to this.  Hopefully in the near future I will setup my own site. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Another week is over and here I come spring break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;-namanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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done'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-5334253504980846042</id><published>2009-02-16T00:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:33:00.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sore sore and sore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I can handle soreness from playing soccer but not lifting weights.  To me I have tried lifting the weights I always end up sore for like two weeks.  So I am slowing redeming myself.  Although, to be a honset critic, I think I currently suck.  My mind is else where when I touch the ball at times.  This week should be my week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;-namanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-5334253504980846042?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/5334253504980846042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=5334253504980846042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/5334253504980846042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/5334253504980846042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/02/sore-sore-and-sore.html' title='sore sore and sore'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-5737522851474448832</id><published>2009-02-14T23:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:26:57.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>they did not start off as standards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;My withdrawal from various activities, people, anything, and etc. The withdrawals did not start off as some type of standard.  They began as my geniue desire to want more. More of what? More of the Lord. The various activities, people, anything, and etc. did not provide the more for me.  My actions never in any sense deman the various activities, people, anything etc... They simply never give me the more. More of what? More of Christ.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I need to; We need to beware of a false sense of security. Security in money, friendships, job, etc.  At the end of the day the only thing left is Christ. This is not something I can tackle on with my on brain and thought processes. Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;-namanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-5737522851474448832?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/5737522851474448832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=5737522851474448832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/5737522851474448832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/5737522851474448832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/02/they-did-not-start-off-as-standards.html' title='they did not start off as standards'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-8563074536606132976</id><published>2009-02-12T17:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:57:24.015-06:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe i should have went to art school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;this was done is 2001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SZS3MSnTTEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/HTNfjp7fIfk/s1600-h/bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SZS3MSnTTEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/HTNfjp7fIfk/s320/bird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302064083104910402" 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/4623121810220423318-8563074536606132976?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/8563074536606132976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=8563074536606132976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/8563074536606132976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/8563074536606132976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/02/maybe-i-should-have-went-to-art-school.html' title='maybe i should have went to art school'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SZS3MSnTTEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/HTNfjp7fIfk/s72-c/bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-7304098053829630306</id><published>2009-02-11T22:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T22:35:01.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i gave a stranger tissue paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Just as the title reads. As I was walking by I saw the person crying while on the phone.  So I walked to the bathroom, I was already headed there, and took some tissue paper and gave it to the stranger when I left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I hope that act relieved whatever pain was causing the crying at the time.  It had to.  Even if it was for two seconds. The world can be a heavy place at times.  Especially when, I as a child of God, decide to forget to leave things within the hands of God.  Even more for a person that does not have the knowledge of the peace that the Lord provides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-7304098053829630306?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/7304098053829630306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=7304098053829630306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/7304098053829630306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/7304098053829630306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-gave-stranger-tissue-paper.html' title='i gave a stranger tissue paper'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-3601254306382061925</id><published>2009-02-09T00:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T00:38:48.948-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Lots of things pass and go with out a beat. We truly are nothing but a flame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-3601254306382061925?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/3601254306382061925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=3601254306382061925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/3601254306382061925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/3601254306382061925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/02/world.html' title='the world'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-5112033498635772047</id><published>2009-01-26T23:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:41:39.329-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Website</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Its a great idea.  A good friend of my as put me onto this.  When people google me and encounter the various things that are listed on the web my site should be at the top of list. The current thoughts of a layout would be a entry potral displaying my work/porfolio along with a personal side ie. blog just like this one. So this is a goal for the end of the year. Lets see......... so I just entered the task into planner.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;To begin July 1. Due date Aug. 20. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;-namanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-5112033498635772047?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/5112033498635772047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=5112033498635772047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/5112033498635772047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/5112033498635772047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/01/personal-website.html' title='Personal Website'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-3723873207683916468</id><published>2009-01-26T23:15:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:41:51.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Defining Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;This is going to take some time.  I will unfortunately need to make changes to get a clearer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;definition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Century gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;In this “new era of responsibility” it will be important for you to be consciously aware of what you love and don’t love. It allows for clarity and focus. It allows you not to waste time on people, events, circumstances and situations that are not deserving of you.It allows you to throw out what doesn’t work, trusting in faith that what does and will work will appear.  To engage in an activity, a pursuit on a regular basis requires discipline. To stay on a journey, requires heart. It helps if that journey is supported by a foundation of love, of your passions, by the things, people, ideas and things that move you in a special way, even if no else really cares. It’s important to be aware of your likes and dislikes are. You learn to accomplish more with less. Your passions can and will be expressed, even in subtle ways in your personal style." by Ayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Being laid off was a good thing. I could even say the best thing. Although, I was quite fully prepared... weirdly prepared through the Lord's grace its scary and exciting all at the same time. The world is before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Maybe I will teach english in Japan for a year. :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;-namanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-3723873207683916468?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/3723873207683916468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=3723873207683916468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/3723873207683916468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/3723873207683916468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/01/defining-self.html' title='Defining Self'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-6889486704458412072</id><published>2009-01-21T00:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:41:59.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Barack O-bottom"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;I did not come up with the name.  A kid under the age of five years old did. He was part of blog where a mother discussed the adventures of her 3 sons and herself.  So I am busted.  I did what I do best when I come to blog.  I click the 'next blog' button and glanced through random blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was looking for a particular subject matter this time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;  So out of approx. twenty five blogs six of them had some  related content. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The new president. America once again makes a peaceful transition of power despite other disagreements.  May the Lord guide him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Now for more important matters. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So the background changed a little.  Technically issues and laziness lead to a white background.  Works out quite well though.  Go here to view the final results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://content.yudu.com/Library/A11n1z/urbanhosptial/"&gt;http://content.yudu.com/Library/A11n1z/urbanhosptial/&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This site is great. Now instead of paper portfolios I can send a digital one.  Yeah!! Honestly this is exciting. I do not have the time or skills to a develop and manage a portfolio website so this is the next best thing.  I will probably start doing this for quite a few things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The layoff. I am enjoying.  I have no work at the moment.  It has been quite a while since I have not work. Almost a decade.  I still have plenty of other things to do though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-6889486704458412072?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/6889486704458412072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=6889486704458412072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/6889486704458412072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/6889486704458412072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/01/barack-o-bottom.html' title='&quot;Barack O-bottom&quot;'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-6080373172578338</id><published>2009-01-13T23:19:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:42:10.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My background.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;So I developed this background to be a continuous theme for each slide.  I am not fully bought on the thin black strip at the top, but something says to keep it.  So keep it I will.  I will see what my critics say about it later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not sure what sure what the thought process that exactly lead to the development of it.  My best guess; I want to say it began with the concept that I wanted the primary text to be located in the lower part of the layout. I wanted the overall width and height to be a landscape  and not a square. That about it. My mind kept moving from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Background:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SW1_dEyh6xI/AAAAAAAAAWo/3h3ltvwCIHo/s1600-h/Background.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SW1_dEyh6xI/AAAAAAAAAWo/3h3ltvwCIHo/s320/Background.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291025274708814610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SW1_dEAnw2I/AAAAAAAAAWw/zZh0XRUP8EI/s1600-h/Background4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0pt; 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"&gt;It was an interesting feeling. I felt no sadness, anger, or any of the above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So this is what the peace of the Lord feels like. Wow.  More details to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My time is running oh so short on the project for this scholarhip. I was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;documenting my progress on naijaryders.com, but I think I might move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time to post my blog out there. Go public. I have nothing to hide. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-namanis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-3822796644010600621?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/3822796644010600621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=3822796644010600621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/3822796644010600621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/3822796644010600621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-was-laid-off.html' title='I was laid off.'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-6693179258800304010</id><published>2009-01-07T00:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:42:36.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Thing. I like pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So I am starting a daily photo blog as soon as I figure out how I want to publish it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-6693179258800304010?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/6693179258800304010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=6693179258800304010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/6693179258800304010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/6693179258800304010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-thing-i-like-pictures.html' title='Another Thing. I like pictures.'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-6391749335529730075</id><published>2009-01-07T00:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:43:09.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have made a choice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Subjects:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growth in Christ and things relating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Architecture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is ironic because it exactly the relates to the subtitle of the blog that I initial put and have not looked at till now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-namanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-6391749335529730075?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/6391749335529730075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=6391749335529730075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/6391749335529730075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/6391749335529730075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-made-choice.html' title='I have made a choice.'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-2959732235465359280</id><published>2009-01-03T20:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:29:38.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Direction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I think I will prefer a random subject selection on this blog. Last blog I started and deleted was centered around questions I had as I took on the task of reading through the Bible. Maybe I should go the same way instead of random burps. Let me think this out. 3 days into the new year so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-namanis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-2959732235465359280?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/2959732235465359280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=2959732235465359280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/2959732235465359280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/2959732235465359280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/01/direction.html' title='Direction'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-2554626999193702725</id><published>2009-01-01T15:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:53:14.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The World of Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I am growing fond to this blogging.  My favorite thing to do is hit the 'next blog' button at the top and see other people's blogs.  I do not like the blogs that have changed the html to exculded 'next blog' button at the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I am going to go through random blogs and see others perspectives on the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-namanis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-2554626999193702725?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/2554626999193702725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=2554626999193702725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/2554626999193702725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/2554626999193702725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/01/world-of-blogger.html' title='The World of Blogger'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-116377021439782860</id><published>2009-01-01T01:29:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:39:14.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well, 2009 is here.  What a year.&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; I am not quite sure what to say or think about it. My thoughts have change though.  I do know that. But that is normal though with time and wisdom thoughts change about things. I do value the celebration more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am trying to recall all the different things that happened through out the year. Major and minor things. I dislike the subject because it currently encompasses too much of my life, but yeah I started school back up after taking a semester off. In the process I drop the whole plan of a dual degree.  Now I am pure architecture.  It really should have been like that from the beginning.  I would have been done by now.  I would not change the way everything thing has happened though.  The Lord is up to something with all that has happened to lead to the current place I am. Ok so I started back on path of architect-dom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to relocate offices also. I was wondering how I was going to pull off being full time and take studio classes.  So the Lord handles it. Moves me to a office that is 2 blocks away from the school.  To add to it gives me a boss that is all supportive and gives me the flexibility to set a schedule of work around school. Lovely. Just lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to save build a savings through automatic withdrawal. I am surprised. The goal to be able to save the same amount I pay in taxes each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest will continue as I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-namanis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SVx8alLjLJI/AAAAAAAAAWg/T_RA6yUqkdA/s1600-h/tower2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-116377021439782860?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/116377021439782860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=116377021439782860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/116377021439782860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/116377021439782860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-2009.html' title='Welcome 2009'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-8723984956168121606</id><published>2008-12-31T14:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T03:30:44.058-06:00</updated><title type='text'>10 hours to go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The new year approaches. I celebrate once again at church.  Than I come back again tomorrow for another service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My synopsis to come in the New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-LA in the making-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-8723984956168121606?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/8723984956168121606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=8723984956168121606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/8723984956168121606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/8723984956168121606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2008/12/10-hours-to-go.html' title='10 hours to go.'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-7895120411621728919</id><published>2008-12-21T20:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T03:31:29.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I will be honest, I gained 1 or 2 new perspectives on the marriage thing.  I attended a singles fellowship consisting of fellow brothers and sisters in God from my former church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So on to the new perspectives.  Well....... I do not exactly remember them.  But they are in my mind somewhere ingrained within the subconscious ready for when I need to remember them I guess.  I sat for 5 mins trying to remember them after I wrote those first two sentences.   Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Some personal friends would accuse me of forgetting on purpose.  They would be right to give such and accusation.  My normal talk is not to fond of marriage.  But honestly I forgot.  Wish I could remember exactly the thoughts I had.  Well, they will come later I guess. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But generally I think we get caught up too often in our own desires and wants  and loose focus on God's will for us.  Yep! We forget to put him first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-7895120411621728919?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/7895120411621728919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=7895120411621728919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/7895120411621728919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/7895120411621728919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2008/12/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-4256737874419747832</id><published>2008-12-21T00:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T03:31:53.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am content.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I fellowshiped with some great brothers tonight.  I honestly saw everyone in a different light than before.  I am not sure what it is.  It has been happening all year, seeing folks in a different light.  The Lord in all his majesty made each individual person differently.  It is a wonderful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am content.  This is where the Lord wants me at this time.  His will must be done.  Do not ask what that will is.  I am not sure.  I do know it has something to do with architecture and through that avenue I will be able to accomplish his will when that phase of my life has come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now, I am not  in that phase.  Well, I do not think I am. Either way, time to focus on what is in front of me today. The Lord's will for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank the Lord for the family I have.  The Lord has truly blessed our reationship with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-4256737874419747832?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/4256737874419747832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=4256737874419747832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/4256737874419747832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/4256737874419747832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-content.html' title='I am content.'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-5287452240976374403</id><published>2008-12-17T00:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T03:32:15.765-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Down Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The new year approaches. The time to begin reflecting right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I have grown in my relationship with Christ despite my numerous short falls. Now if I can continue that growth to stand bold at all times and all situations. Or is that impossible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I like the random blog arrows at the top. There are lots of people in the world. Lots of individual lives being lived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I actually ran across some friend's blog today. Well more of a distant friend. We do not keep in contact in that degree. Someone could even say we are really associates. Well, to the point; I read through my friend's blog. What I read sadden me. No tears, but my eyes slightly watered up for a mere second and returned to normal without a beat. Maybe at the beginning of the year I would have actually cried. But remember I have grown as I said before so it is a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well I read the blog and reality set in once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The reality is following Christ is not easy at all times. Each person goes through their individual struggles in their journey.  Each person feels as if they have the world on their shoulders.  Each person feels as if they are alone in the struggle. I am not sure if I ever had the thought if I was alone or not. I do know that despite my struggles I have this inner peace for some reason that I am unable to explain.  Not all those who believe and have accepted Christ obtain and or reassured by this inner peace given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We try to replace/replicate this inner peace a lot of times with what only satisfy temporally.  Its sad and it sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-5287452240976374403?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/5287452240976374403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=5287452240976374403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/5287452240976374403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/5287452240976374403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2008/12/count-down-begins.html' title='Count Down Begins'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-6669552419467184605</id><published>2008-12-08T20:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T03:32:26.887-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I Pass It Up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I have been home for about 2-1/2 hours. Yes you can guess it once again. I have final I have yet to study for today.  So instead of jumping right away into studying I decided to blog.  Can you blame me? Of course not!  What is the purpose of a blog if you are unable to use it has a procrastination tool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My morning devotional discussed accepting strangers as commanded by the Lord in Leviticus and by Christ himself in the New Testament. The only strangers I had contact with today were located in a Chipotle I decided to make a rush lunch visit to. The visit took place at 4;oopm.  Yes I said lunch at 4:oopm.  That is what happens when you work and decide not to step away. I digress. I ordered my food and smiled.  I did not give the employees any trouble. Did I make my mark? I would say no. But what would the Lord say?  I suppose I could have taken a track to hand to the cashier has I finished ordering.  That thought did not come to my mind at the time though.  It just came to me now about 3 sentences back.  I think that might have made a difference. But why? I would have stood out from the crowd. I actually would have been the stranger in this case, the stranger that handed her a track.  A track is a tool in sharing the gospel, where the giver does nothing but hand it over to the receiver. Neither ever sees each other again most of the time. A thought just came to my mind though. What if I went tomorrow at about the same time to possibly meet the same cashier at Chipotle.  And at that time give her a track. I probably will not.  It was just a thought. Or perhaps it was the Holy Spirit that prompted that thought. So should I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That my friend is the dilemma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;namanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;child of God~architect in the making&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-6669552419467184605?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/6669552419467184605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=6669552419467184605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/6669552419467184605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/6669552419467184605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-been-home-for-about-2-12-hours.html' title='Did I Pass It Up?'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623121810220423318.post-342039802368488716</id><published>2008-12-08T00:17:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T03:32:35.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Me Introduce Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It is fifteen minutes into Monday, December 08.  I have a final I did not study for once yesterday. I am currently preoccupied with 2010. In 2010 studying will be irrelevant to me. Well, let me rephrase; Paying a tuition fee to study will be irreverent for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Will I make it to 2010? The Lord only knows.  I have a feeling I will. I do not believe I have finished the Lord's purpose in my life yet. That purpose has been revealed only in one piece so far. That piece includes architecture in some form or fashion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Let me introduce myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My name is namanis. child of God ~ L.A. in the making.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623121810220423318-342039802368488716?l=namanis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/feeds/342039802368488716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623121810220423318&amp;postID=342039802368488716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/342039802368488716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623121810220423318/posts/default/342039802368488716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namanis.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-is-fifteen-minutes-into-monday.html' title='Let Me Introduce Myself'/><author><name>blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11176846810601075165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JuOxuVtVIJ8/SzZdjkz9_YI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NB4xNuBqSco/S220/Sina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
