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<rss version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Why hello there, I’m Loris.Blogspot. Photoblog. Twitter. &amp; Devolog; a joint devotional tumblr.</description><title>Life, as I know it.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @lorissaprid)</generator><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>felldowntherabbithole:

Again, thank you for your generous bids...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://11.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kurttaAJOw1qa48hso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://felldowntherabbithole.tumblr.com/post/286738983"&gt;felldowntherabbithole&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Again, thank you for your generous bids during the book auction. In total, the sum was nearly four thousand dollars! It is going to wonderful hands, and I am writing a check to 826 LA as well, to contribute to the pot. Yeah 826! Yeah you guys! So awesome.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/287350756</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/287350756</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 02:18:10 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"I just wish I had met her 50 years sooner. …But then maybe I needed 70 years of life to be..."</title><description>“I just wish I had met her 50 years sooner. …But then maybe I needed 70 years of life to be ready for a woman like Ellen.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Michael, &lt;i&gt;Me and You and Everyone We Know&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/287302473</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/287302473</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 01:04:28 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>So, if you didn’t catch my last ..last, last, last post,...</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e6iU55oqrOo&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e6iU55oqrOo&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="336" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, if you didn’t catch my last ..last, last, last post, this is COFFEE art by Bobsmade in Germany. With simply coffee &amp; some acrylics, he can paint this dooope portrait of Miles Davis. :) There are also videos up on custom kicks &amp; headphones. Legittt.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/Bobsmade"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/Bobsmade"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/Bobsmade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bobsmade.com/"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bobsmade.com/"&gt;http://www.bobsmade.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/286929137</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/286929137</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 19:11:00 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>@rheenabettes</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Uh, excuse me? You are the definition of “cute.” Look it up in the dictionary &amp; you’d see your face!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;…Creepy, but oh so true.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;EVERYONE FOLLOW THIS EXTREMELY CUTE PERSON. NOW.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://rheenabettes.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rheenabettes.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://rheenabettes.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp; while you’re at it, follow our photoblog&lt;3&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://soulmatism.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;a href="http://soulmatism.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://soulmatism.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/286874943</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/286874943</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 18:29:51 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>rheenabettes:

Apparently I sit on imaginary chairs. lol.

WOW...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://5.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kury2xLGjr1qzwht7o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rheenabettes.tumblr.com/post/286851743/apparently-i-sit-on-imaginary-chairs-lol"&gt;rheenabettes&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Apparently I sit on imaginary chairs. lol.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;WOW STOP BEING SO CUTE.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/286854148</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/286854148</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 18:13:11 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Hello winter break.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It’s about time.&lt;br/&gt;School from August 19 to December 15?&lt;br/&gt;Okay, not cool.&lt;br/&gt;Oh, come back January 19?&lt;br/&gt;..I’ll take that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hi loves. Let’s catch up.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/285829208</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/285829208</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 23:15:00 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>I was browsing around for custom-made items for Christmas that...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://16.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuoxw3ERS31qzwkqjo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was browsing around for custom-made items for Christmas that resembled the ideas I had in my head, until I stumbled upon this fellow from Germany! Guys, this is COFFEE art (+ acrylics.. Ha). His gallery is full of them &amp; they’re pretty awesome.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He’s not that bad of a graphic designer either. His main site includes custom-made items ranging from shoes to bags to shirts &amp; &lt;i&gt;headphones! &lt;/i&gt;Dope.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Custom orders won’t be available in time for Christmas (boooo), but it’s still fun to look around. Check it outtttt.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bobsmade.com/"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bobsmade.com/"&gt;http://www.bobsmade.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/284550248</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/284550248</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 03:14:00 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>robot-heart:

party perfect: emersonmade

That knife looks...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuni7rg9fh1qzn34eo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://robot-heart.tumblr.com/post/283915569/party-perfect-emersonmade"&gt;robot-heart&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://partyperfectblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/floral-place-setting.html"&gt;party perfect&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://emersonmade.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2009-10-27T21%3A57%3A00-04%3A00&amp;max-results=25"&gt;emersonmade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;That knife looks vicious.&lt;br/&gt;But I like this nonetheless. :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/284488737</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/284488737</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 01:43:12 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>soulmatism:

We say we love flowers, yet we pluck them. We say...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://2.media.tumblr.com/4puVvaEODnxc86q0hGT3GMheo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://soulmatism.tumblr.com/post/112954615/we-say-we-love-flowers-yet-we-pluck-them-we-say"&gt;soulmatism&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;We say we love flowers, yet we pluck them. We say we love trees, yet we cut them down. And people still wonder why some are afraid when told they are loved.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/284450506</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/284450506</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 00:49:19 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Dear Tumblr,</title><description>&lt;p&gt;You haven’t been too entertaining nor interesting at all, for that matter. I guess it just emphasizes how screwed everyone became toward the end of the semester. Love, Loris.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Been lacking inspiration lately, not to mention precious hours of sleep. I “napped” for 5 hours today; last night (this morning*), I barely got 2 hours. Winter break awaits my arrival in about 17 hours &amp; I am getting way too antsy. The thought of my month-long winter break is distracting me from studying for this last final! Roaaar.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It doesn’t help to hear from friends coming back home, asking to meet up somewhere. I’ve been in school since mid-August! I WANT OUTTTT.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On a positive note, I’m finishing strongly, I hope. I’ve made some pretty awesome friends this semester aaaand I’m thinking of taking a class at LABTS next semester (Los Angeles Bible Training School), since I’ve only got 12 units at Cypress. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;That’s something I definitelyyyy need prayer for, so keep that in your prayers please!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; It’s been ups &amp; downs with my spirit these days, but I’m blessed to be given bumps in the road that remind me of God’s sovereignty &amp; providence. The devolog’s been lacking posts simply because I’ve become more comfortable talking about my faith here. Praise God for that, huh! So, to affirm my foundation, I’m thinking about taking a class to keep my heart, mind, &amp; soul focused &amp; to grow deeper in the faith. My cousins &amp; friends have been blessed from taking classes there so why not! Ahhhh, praying for that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Enough talk. More studying.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;———&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edit&lt;/b&gt;: JAMILA; thanks for the spontaneous IM, dear. Love you, keep yo’ head up! Finals are almost over&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/284354384</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/284354384</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 22:57:00 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>alifeofloveforlife:

What are we if a baby doesn’t make us stop...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://13.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuhk19JczJ1qa5pcro1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://alifeofloveforlife.tumblr.com/post/282157431/what-are-we-if-a-baby-doesnt-make-us-stop-and"&gt;alifeofloveforlife&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;What are we if a baby doesn’t make us stop and smile? A homeless person doesn’t cause us to stop and feel some sort of empathy? A worship service doesn’t create a pause which prompts us to fall to our knees (literally or figuratively) in worship? A butterfly doesn’t capture a minute of our time? An elderly person’s story doesn’t make us stop and envision the past? A mountain or ocean or puffy cloud or a simple leaf falling to the ground doesn’t stir a little something in our soul?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;what does it say about us as people if we lose our ability to be in awe and wonder? If we lose our ability to be impressed, humbled, overwhelmed, and delighted in the presence of something grand, beautiful, or simple… like the laugh of a little kid. What does it say about our culture, our entertainment, the effect technology and marketing have taken in our global economy, and our want-for-nothing mentality?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At best we are often not phased by such simple pleasures anymore; at worst we are annoyed and angered by the slow pace of life it requires to stop and experience such simple moments of joy. It was just a little reminder to me how important it is to keep our awe and wonder alive.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;[Psalm 104]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/282668965</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/282668965</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Dec 2009 19:59:53 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Mermaid syndrome. Shiloh Pepin (1999-2009).What an amazing &amp;...</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBxN872PEc0&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBxN872PEc0&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="336" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mermaid syndrome. Shiloh Pepin (1999-2009).&lt;br/&gt;What an amazing &amp; inspiring young girl.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Who you are inside is what makes you a star.&lt;/i&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/282659892</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/282659892</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Dec 2009 19:53:19 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>OH. MY. &lt;33333
Can I have one for Christmas?!!? Or at least...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://11.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kul6qjN02P1qzwkqjo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH. MY. &lt;33333&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Can I have one for Christmas?!!? Or at least let me hug it. Zomg.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/281532526</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/281532526</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Dec 2009 02:35:06 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Last night...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;I couldn’t even get an answerrr!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Real talk, I had another dream that I was pregnant. It was ridiculous. &amp; my mom was pretty chill cos I was due any moment &amp; she was tryna get me to relax before my water broke. Telling me about contractions &amp; how it’s gonna be a great moment. HAHA. &amp; here I am, freaking out because I’m not NEAR the size I should be at 8-9 months. I kept worrying that it would be a miscarriage or something, &amp; everytime I thought about it, I’d get a contraction to shut me up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Glee has really gotten to me. I AM NO QUINN FABRAY. I know this because I didn’t even know who the father was, let alone how I got pregnant in the first place. I don’t mess around like that, nahmean!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Other than that, I slept in today &amp; woke to the sound of rain hitting my bedroom window. Sigh, winter break is so close, I can almost taaaste it!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;———&lt;br/&gt;Edit:&lt;/b&gt; HAHAHAH. Twitter is hilarious. Sup, Tops!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Funny. I had a dream that I got kids from a random mother. We’re meant to be.LOL”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/280862864</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/280862864</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 16:11:00 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>(via reginateng)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://8.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kujaulX0vq1qzvth2o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://reginateng.tumblr.com/"&gt;reginateng&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/280124876</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/280124876</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 02:25:50 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>What's a partridge?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp; what’s a pear tree?&lt;br/&gt;Well, I don’t know so please don’t ask me…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I can bet those are terrible gifts to give.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;12DaysOfChristmas;Relient K.&lt;br/&gt;(Another favorite Christmas album, btw.)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/280123233</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/280123233</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 02:23:00 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>freetolive:whomshallifear:sunshineinmysoul:

I hate looking at...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://18.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ku1tg9gL9F1qzzyx9o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://freetolive.tumblr.com/post/278861969/whomshallifear-sunshineinmysoul-i-hate"&gt;freetolive&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;a href="http://whomshallifear.tumblr.com/post/278603148/sunshineinmysoul-i-hate-looking-at-myself-and"&gt;whomshallifear&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;a href="http://sunshineinmysoul.tumblr.com/post/266825285/i-hate-looking-at-myself-and-realizing-that-i"&gt;sunshineinmysoul&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hate looking at myself and realizing that I don’t like what I see.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;But then I realize that when God looks at me, He sees His son, whom He loves just the way I am, despite my flaws.  I was created in His image, and I am beautifully and wonderfully made.    &lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hate looking back at thinks I did and wondering why I was like that.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;But then I realize that God forgives, God wipes our slate clean every time we mess up.    &lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everyday there’s something wrong.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;But then I remember that everyday I have a reason to sing, I have a reason to praise, I have a reason to worship my God.  Everyday I wake up I am doing better than I deserve because of God’s grace.  Everyday I am surrounded by immeasurable amounts of blessings, all I need to do is count my blessings one by one and see what the Lord has done.  Things always can be worse.  It’s all about perception, the way I see life, is the way its gonna be.  Is the glass half empty or half full?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just one trivial thing that can make me unhappy for just a moment.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;But then I remember that everything in this world can let you down.  Nothing lasts.  The things in this life are like a flower quickly fading, here today and gone tomorrow, a wave tossed in the ocean, a vapor in the wind.  That is why I cannot relent until Jesus is my only satisfaction.  Because Jesus is the only thing that never fades, His love never fails, His grace is always sufficient.  Jesus is all I need.    &lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s like it’s not even possible to have a day without one bad feeling. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;But then I remember to simply be still and know that He is God.  I remember why I am here and what I am living for.  I remember that its not about me, its all about Him.  I remember that God is most glorified in my life, when I am most sastisfied in Him, in the midst of pain and bad feelings, not prosperity.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/280112571</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/280112571</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 02:04:54 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>devincastro:

Thought these were normal paintings, did you?...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://5.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kugjlathgb1qzsw67o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://devincastro.tumblr.com/post/278023802"&gt;devincastro&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Thought these were normal paintings, did you? Think again. These portraits were done on Facebook’s &lt;i&gt;Graffiti&lt;/i&gt; application! Oh, you can even view the &lt;a href="http://graffitiartprints.com/view.php?rn=fcbd077f0522165e1127c9db3dd371fe&amp;replay=1"&gt;replays&lt;/a&gt; for each piece!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://graffitiartprints.com/"&gt;Click here to shop for / view more portraits.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;The replays were insane! Wowowoww.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/278801540</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/278801540</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 02:32:44 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Naps are supposed to make you feel better.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Guess not.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It’s barely been 20 minutes since I decided to wake up &amp; I’m not exactly in the greatest mood. This morning/afternoon was fun though. Catching up is always refreshing. For some reason, reality decided to wake me up &amp; slap me in the face. Hey Loris, it’s Reality &amp; Ima mess with yo’ head. (Yep, like a boss.) Dang, it’s so hard to have things out of your control. To have limitations. Prayer becomes the only option &amp; even though you trust and believe that everything will turn out as planned, you still need patience. I guess that’s not full trust, then. It’s the &lt;i&gt;waiting game&lt;/i&gt; that eats everyone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yuck, I do not have the greatest vocabulary right now, so I’d rather not try.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Things will turn out for the best, later; things are falling into place, right now. I guess empathy just hit me greater than before &amp; I feel useless because &lt;i&gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;/i&gt;, they’re still&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tired,&lt;br/&gt;Worried,&lt;br/&gt;Unhappy,&lt;br/&gt;Frustrated,&lt;br/&gt;Dissatisfied,&lt;br/&gt;Overwhelmed,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp; I can’t do anything about it &lt;i&gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;/i&gt; except pray for them. That’s probably the most powerful thing that anyone can do for someone else, but how do I give them the faith that I hold… especially when they won’t listen to me? How ignorant and arrogant can people become before humility strikes them and brings them to full surrender? It hurts to see people I care about.. hurt. I know they don’t want this empathy from me, but too bad, it’s here. I wouldn’t want to make others feel burdened for what I go through either, but that’s human nature. I admit that I don’t “know what you’re going through” and that I “just don’t understand the situation,” but.. I have faith. I can honestly say that I’ve been blessed &amp; I am happy with the events that have happened in my life, good or bad. Can you?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It’s the holiday season &amp; it seems a lot harder to get people into the “Christmas spirit” this year. How can you become comfortable when the walls that you’ve built around yourself begin to fall? Uneasy feeling, huh.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Okay. I don’t really like writing this much without getting to my point. In fact, I didn’t want to blog about this anyway but I need an outlet &amp; I still want SOMEone to read it, even though I don’t want.. other.. people.. to read it. I have so many blogs but I feel limited with each one. The ones that are read the most are also the ones that will strike repercussions for what I write.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But it’s worth it, right?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Truth is, I have no point to this post. I just hope that you know that I care about you. &amp; btw, I still feel pretty gross. That nap refreshed me physically, but I’m quite drained, emotionally &amp; mentally. I don’t want to talk to you or you or you, but it’d be nice to talk to you, &amp; I’d sure like to talk to you again, although I’d like it more to finally talk to you after a while since talking to you isn’t getting anywhere. I am confusing. &amp; cannot stop typing. Okay I’ll stop now.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/278594313</link><guid>http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/post/278594313</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 22:04:00 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>devincastro:

The Bird and the Bee / Carol of the Bells
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&lt;p&gt;The Bird and the Bee / Carol of the Bells&lt;/p&gt;
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