<?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-4177747938435625498</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:25:52.343-04:00</updated><category term='life'/><title type='text'>God's leading lady</title><subtitle type='html'>Going through the process.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-7523178520512267744</id><published>2011-02-20T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T18:33:40.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This one is for Taynement…..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She says she has deleted me from her blog roll. I refuse to let that happen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Seriously though, I have really missed blogging. You know that famous C.S Lewis quote; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.5pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#181818"&gt;"If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.5pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#181818"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; This blog has been on my mind a lot lately, so I figured the most probable explanation; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it was time to write something.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#181818"&gt;First things first, I guess happy 2011 . I hope everyone is doing well. I ended 2010 in a very bad place but we wont go into that right now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am just happy to be back. I think it’s only fitting that my first post back should be a random..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#181818"&gt;Currently watching my fair wedding with David Tutera, I am not ashamed to say I am in love with that man. In a perfect world he would plan my wedding, shoot, I even have the dress from&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;his bridal gown line that I want to wear.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#181818"&gt;Speaking of weddings, I am in one this summer and we have to wear two aso ebi outfits, why didn’t anyone tell me the price to sew native in the US? &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am experiencing major sticker shock, I have henceforth warned all my friends, no more!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#181818"&gt;I quit facebook. I realized how much time I spent on it. I don’t know if I will go back but right now the plan is to be away for at least 2 months. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#181818"&gt;Still on facebook,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I used to scoff at people whose relationship status was “its complicated”. Sad to say, I may be in a similar situation. I am working really hard on the &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;decomplication process&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and I am happy to announce I am well on my way to success. Pray for me y’all&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#181818"&gt;Last year, I reconnected with my primary school bff on facebook,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;we hadn’t spoken for at least 16 years&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and we picked right back up as if we were 9 all over again. She also writes a &lt;a href="http://www.9javerse.com/bloodseal"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I love&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;that her posts are very “relatable”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#181818"&gt;I learnt a very valuable lesson about myself and life at the car wash the other day, I think it deserves its own post, I will be back with full details later.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#181818"&gt;I was watching a show on TV, and this lady talked about how all she ate was pizza, cinnamon rolls, chicken tenders and French fries. I have not eaten anything fried or drank any soda in more than a year and I work out 5 times a week and yet her body looked better than mine, I struggled not to be bitter.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#181818"&gt;I think that’s enough randoming for one post, I am off to go walk in the park, I promised myself that I would take better advantage of the nice &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;weather this year. That winter was brutal y’all..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#181818"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-7523178520512267744?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/7523178520512267744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=7523178520512267744' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/7523178520512267744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/7523178520512267744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-one-is-for-taynement.html' title='This one is for Taynement…..'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-3739695143859422905</id><published>2010-09-22T15:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T16:05:31.711-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have problems</title><content type='html'>so work has been crazy this week, i was gone all last week and in addittion to playing catch up, i have do all of next week's work today and tomorrow but i'd rather sit here and do a 100 line meme. the way i see it, i am going to be here late so i might as well waste time *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old will you be in five years? 31&lt;br /&gt;2. Who did you spend at least two hours with today? Nobody&lt;br /&gt;3. How tall are you? 5ft 6'&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks? My close friend’s wedding and seeing my crew from college days&lt;br /&gt;5. What’s the last movie you saw? Takers&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the last person you called? My mama&lt;br /&gt;7. Who was the last person to call you? labi&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the last text message you received? "Why do I find myself watching glee and loving it" from my cousin, she swore she would never watch the show&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was the last person to leave you a voicemail? labi&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you prefer to call or text? Text&lt;br /&gt;11. What were you doing at 12am last night? Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;12. Are your parents married/separated/divorced? None of the above&lt;br /&gt;13. When is the last time you saw your mom?  3 weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;14. What color are your eyes? Brown&lt;br /&gt;15. What time did you wake up today? 6.18am&lt;br /&gt;16. What are you wearing right now?  Skirt, ruffled top and a belt&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your favorite Christmas song? Santa Baby&lt;br /&gt;18. Where is your favorite place to be? On my couch watching TV&lt;br /&gt;19. Where is your least favorite place to be? Obligatory family events&lt;br /&gt;20. Where would you go if you could go anywhere? Travel around the world?&lt;br /&gt;21. Where do you think you’ll be in 10 years? Most likely in the US&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you tan or burn? Never burnt so I guess, tan?&lt;br /&gt;23. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child? ghosts&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing that really made you laugh? A joke my pastor told&lt;br /&gt;25. How many TVs do you have in the house? 1&lt;br /&gt;26. How big is your bed? Queen size&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you have a laptop or desktop computer? A laptop and a netbook&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you sleep with or without clothes on? With.. I am paranoid&lt;br /&gt;29. What color are your sheets? Orange&lt;br /&gt;30. How many pillows do you sleep with? two&lt;br /&gt;31. What is your favorite season? Fall or spring&lt;br /&gt;32. What do you like about fall? See above&lt;br /&gt;34. What do you like about the summer? Summer shows on USA network&lt;br /&gt;35. What do you like about spring? See question 31&lt;br /&gt;36. How many US states have you lived in? 3&lt;br /&gt;37. How many US cities/towns have you lived in? 6&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you prefer shoes, socks, or bare feet? socks&lt;br /&gt;39. Are you a social person? no&lt;br /&gt;40. What was the last thing you ate? A sandwich&lt;br /&gt;41. What is your favorite restaurant? I really love food so I am going to say any place that’s not Italian&lt;br /&gt;42. What is your favorite ice cream? The pie who loved me from coldstone creamery&lt;br /&gt;43. What is your favorite dessert? cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;44. What is your favorite kind of soup? Chicken soup&lt;br /&gt;45. What kind of jelly do you like on your PB and J sandwich? Don’t eat PBJ&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you like Chinese food? yep&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you like coffee? Cappuccinos yea&lt;br /&gt;48. How many glasses of water, a day, do you drink on average? 2-3 bottles&lt;br /&gt;49. What do you drink in the morning? water&lt;br /&gt;50. What non-banking related card in your wallet is the most valuable to you? My ID&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you sleep on a certain side of the bed? The right&lt;br /&gt;52. Do you know how to play poker? Nope&lt;br /&gt;53. Do you like to cuddle? yea&lt;br /&gt;54. Have you ever been to Canada? No&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you have an addictive personality? Yes&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you eat out or at home more often? home&lt;br /&gt;57. What do you miss about highschool, if anything? Nothing&lt;br /&gt;58. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you? Yea 3&lt;br /&gt;59. Do you want kids? Not sure yet&lt;br /&gt;60. Do you speak any other languages? than english? yea&lt;br /&gt;61. Have you ever gotten stitches? No&lt;br /&gt;62. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance? No&lt;br /&gt;63. Do you prefer an ocean or a pool? Ocean, the beach is my happy place&lt;br /&gt;64. Do you prefer a window seat or an aisle seat? window&lt;br /&gt;65. Do you know how to drive stick? I learnt but I probably forgot it was 11 yrs ago&lt;br /&gt;66. What is your favorite thing to spend money on? Décor for my apt&lt;br /&gt;67. Do you wear any jewelry 24/7? none&lt;br /&gt;68. What is your favorite TV show? Grey’s anatomy&lt;br /&gt;69. Can you roll your tongue? No :(&lt;br /&gt;70. Who is the funniest person you know? My brother and he does not mean to be funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? Uhm no&lt;br /&gt;72. What is the main ring tone on your phone? The one that came with the phone. My phone is always on silent&lt;br /&gt;73. Do you still have clothes from when you were little? Nope&lt;br /&gt;74. What red object is closest to you right now? The case for my itouch&lt;br /&gt;75. Do you turn off the water while you brush your teeth? No&lt;br /&gt;76. Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed? closed&lt;br /&gt;77. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of bees? None of the above&lt;br /&gt;78. Do you flirt a lot? No.&lt;br /&gt;79. What do you dip a chicken nugget in? Ranch Dressing&lt;br /&gt;80. What is your favorite food?  Used to be anything with plantain right now. Not so sure&lt;br /&gt;81. Can you change the oil on a car? Nope&lt;br /&gt;82. Have you ever gotten a speeding ticket? yea&lt;br /&gt;83. Have you ever run out of gas? Nope&lt;br /&gt;84. What is your usual bedtime? 11pm&lt;br /&gt;85. What was the last book you read? The Alibi by susan brown&lt;br /&gt;86. Do you read the newspaper? No.&lt;br /&gt;87. Do you have any magazine subscriptions? 3. Essence, Fitness, Better homes and garden&lt;br /&gt;89. Do you watch soap operas? no&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you dance in the car? Yes&lt;br /&gt;91. What radio station did you last listen to? 94.9&lt;br /&gt;92. Who is in the picture frame closest to you? Does the picture on my phone count?&lt;br /&gt;93. What was the last note you scribbled on a piece of paper? Phone numbers&lt;br /&gt;94. What is your favorite candle scent? citrus cilantro from pier 1 imports&lt;br /&gt;95. What is your favorite board game? Apples to apples.. not really a board game but wateva&lt;br /&gt;96. How do you groom your nails? Biting :(  and manicures and pedicures when i get a chance&lt;br /&gt;97. When was the last time you attended church? 3 weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;98. Who was your favorite teacher in high school? none&lt;br /&gt;99. What is the longest you have ever camped out in a tent? Never camped out in a tent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Who was the last person to do something extra special for you? My bestie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-3739695143859422905?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/3739695143859422905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=3739695143859422905' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3739695143859422905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3739695143859422905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-have-problems.html' title='I have problems'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-5805358786165863947</id><published>2010-09-09T23:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T00:03:21.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TAYNEMENT</title><content type='html'>I cam out of hibernation to wish our very dear &lt;a href="http://www.taynement.blogspot.com/"&gt;Taynement&lt;/a&gt; a very very happy birthday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I  pray for long life and may all your wishes come true this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are such  a blessing to blogville  and i pray you receive many blessings this year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S you are not exempt from randoming o!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4177747938435625498-5805358786165863947?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/5805358786165863947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=5805358786165863947' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/5805358786165863947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/5805358786165863947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-taynement.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TAYNEMENT'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-3759851046450075422</id><published>2010-08-05T00:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T01:26:48.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know what today is?</title><content type='html'>howdy blog fam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;As of  Tuesday August 3rd 2010, me and school are finito, as in done as in, i never want to see another textbook forever. These past 2 years have been no joke, all kind of drama popping off left and right. but God is faithful.. i can now put the 3 letters after my name. . otito dili chineke!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;Today is august 5. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;anybody want to guess what that means? yep, it's my birthday.  I am now officially closer to 30 than 20 and I could not be happier.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;I feel like i have finally grown into my own skin, even though I don’t have many aspects of my life figured out i am very optimistic about the future and  i know my Father's got my back so no shakin :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;My birthday is already off to a great start.  I think i already got the best present ever. For the past &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2 years i have been lusting after a purse from &lt;a href="http://www.bmakowsky.com/"&gt;B.Makowsky&lt;/a&gt; but I was not willing/able to spend about $200 on one. So why did the boy just leave my house after depositing a grey box containing yep you guessed it&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a b.makowsky!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and in the color that I want.. black. Yeeeaah!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;I also get to leave work early and spend the evening with a lot of my family at my cousin’s graduation. Some of the people I have not seen in years so you know I am prepping myself for the weight comments. *sigh*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;P.S happy belated birthday to two of my favorite people on and off blogger. &lt;a href="http://originalmgbeke.blogspot.com/"&gt;Original Mgbeke&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.lightherlamp.com/"&gt;Jaycee&lt;/a&gt;. It is an honor to share this week with you and I am so glad y’all were born. Yes I said y’all… I live in Texas.. free me!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;P.P.S since I am done with the torture called school, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am hoping my blogging will become less sporadic..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-3759851046450075422?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/3759851046450075422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=3759851046450075422' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3759851046450075422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3759851046450075422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2010/08/do-you-know-what-today-is.html' title='Do you know what today is?'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-4028617663461696627</id><published>2010-07-01T09:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T09:57:32.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheating</title><content type='html'>I know i promised a proper post but mayne life has been seriously complicated but on the bright side in approximately 4.5 weeks, i will officially have an MBA, if i don't flunk, that is. Advanced statistics is showing me pepper :(&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo i decided to cheat and do a "things i am feeling lately post"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Books&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EAT, PRAY AND LOVE. (I usually don't like authobiographies or journal kind of stuff but i really enjoyed this and learnt a lot too.)&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my favorite quotes from the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking for it. You have to participate relentlessly in the manifestations of your own blessings. And once you have achieved a state of happiness, you must never become lax about maintaining it. You must make a mighty effort to keep swimming upward into that happiness forever, to stay afloat on top of it." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"There is so much about my fate that I cannot control, but other things do fall under the jurisdiction. I can decide how I spend my time, whom I interact with, whom I share my body and life and money and energy with. I can select what I can read and eat and study. I can choose how I'm going to regard unfortunate circumstances in my life-whether I will see them as curses or opportunities. I can choose my words and the tone of voice in which I speak to others. And most of all, I can choose my thoughts." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"In desperate love, we always invent the characters of our partners, demanding they be what we need of them, and then feeling devastated when they refuse to perform the role we created in the first place."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Faith is walking face-first and full-speed into the dark. If we truly knew all the answers in advance as to the meaning of life and the nature of God and the destiny of our souls, our belief would not be a leap of faith and it would not be a courageous act of humanity; it would just be... a prudent insurance policy."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Music&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a little know gospel singing family. i think the song is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dUMRqJCV9Q4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dUMRqJCV9Q4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good ole marvin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vgwt-UhPhhs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vgwt-UhPhhs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back soon, i promise for real..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-4028617663461696627?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/4028617663461696627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=4028617663461696627' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4028617663461696627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4028617663461696627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2010/07/cheating.html' title='Cheating'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-1965233944886517879</id><published>2010-06-11T10:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T10:33:44.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE IT!!</title><content type='html'>Hey people!&lt;br /&gt; please forgive my blog laziness...How has everyone been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came across this article and JUST had to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marcestes.com/2010/06/08/steve-jobs-takes-a-stand-amen/"&gt;http://marcestes.com/2010/06/08/steve-jobs-takes-a-stand-amen/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its an interesting read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back with a proper post, i promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: it's summer y'all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-1965233944886517879?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/1965233944886517879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=1965233944886517879' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/1965233944886517879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/1965233944886517879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-it.html' title='I LOVE IT!!'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-3907276706828812516</id><published>2010-04-26T11:55:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T17:51:10.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things I love</title><content type='html'>Happy Happy Monday, how was the weekend? Mine was very eventful but it was good eventful so I really can't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok on to the business of things I love. It’s in no particular order so…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;strong&gt; Cooking:&lt;/strong&gt; well actually feeding people, I love cooking for the people in my life; I am pretty convinced my boyfriend is with me just for the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;Reading:&lt;/strong&gt; Give me a good book and sufficient junk food and I am set for days. Grad school and CPA exam have been doing me strong ting so I have not been reading as much but august oh sweet august…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;Sunday Morning Worship:&lt;/strong&gt; I don’t think there is really much to say about this. There is no other way I’d rather start my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;Music:&lt;/strong&gt; Good music that is. And it doesn’t matter what genre. I feel like music is the most amazing form of self expression. No matter how you feel at any given time there is a song for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;strong&gt;Home Decorating/ Entertaining&lt;/strong&gt;: I have a subscription to Better Homes and Gardens magazine so I guess enough said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;strong&gt;My family/Friends&lt;/strong&gt;: I am quite convinced most of them are crazy but yep there is pretty much nothing I wouldn’t do for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;strong&gt;Shoes:&lt;/strong&gt; I am a single woman with no children to support, so yea a good portion of my disposable income is spent on footwear. Don’t judge me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;strong&gt;Bargain Hunting&lt;/strong&gt;: I am addicted to the red tag; I don’t remember when last I paid full price for anything that was not food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) &lt;strong&gt;Traveling:&lt;/strong&gt; if I could I would go to every part of the world. It doesn’t matter if it’s North Dakota or China. I am just so interested in seeing how other people live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) &lt;strong&gt;Conversations that give me insight into a person’s life&lt;/strong&gt;: you know those kinds of conversation where you feel like you are getting to see the real person? And it really doesn’t matter what we talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag &lt;strong&gt;Jaycee, Nice Anon, Simeone&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;strong&gt;Mgbeks&lt;/strong&gt; (maybe this will make her come back?) and anybody else who is interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-3907276706828812516?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/3907276706828812516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=3907276706828812516' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3907276706828812516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3907276706828812516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2010/04/10-things-i-love.html' title='10 things I love'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-163586202759535441</id><published>2010-04-21T10:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T10:31:16.212-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Single, Engaged, getting Marrried</title><content type='html'>Howdy Blog family what’s popping?&lt;br /&gt;So I was watching ABC nightline and they were showing a promo on one of the debates they had. The Topic, “why can’t a single black woman find a man”. One of the guys on there was talking about how black women are looking for a man that doesn’t exist. A Denzel Washington i.e , Fiiiiiiiiine with lots of money. I personally believe it’s the broke guys that talk like that. The way I see it, the so called single gold digging black women found a way to survive before the men came along right? Anyhoo me I am just tired of the single black women talks. Like one article I once read said, can I just be single and not have it be a national crisis? I mean? But I will watch the show though because it involves Sherri Shepherd and Steve Harvey so you know its going to be absolutely heeelarious! It airs tonight on ABC at 11.35 ET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of single educated women, I have a friend who is engaged, she’s really really educated, I am talking PHD sturvs. Great right? Except for the fact that she’s not sure the guy is really into her. He doesn’t call (they are long distance by the way) and I am like sweetie, you might want to rethink this. you deserve better and she replies well I keep saying that with all the relationships I have been in, I don’t want to be old and single, I want to enjoy marriage and I am like if you marry a guy that is not into you how will that lead to an enjoyable marriage? As in I just tire..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I was in college my friends introduced me to the fine art of Nigerian wedding website stalking. Oh I remember spending hours on wedding websites days before my finals. It was horrible. It’s been almost 4 years and I am still a wedding website addict. I don’t spend hours like I did in college partly because i don’t have hours and partly because I have become more efficient at it. One of my buddies is getting married next year and yep you guessed it, I am going to be on a website! I really don’t know how I feel about going from stalker to stalkee cos I know how me and my friends did the people on those websites. Oh well.. c’est la vie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let me go back to work.. Have a wonderful week people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Someone please tag me in the 10 things I love, I really want to do it  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-163586202759535441?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/163586202759535441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=163586202759535441' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/163586202759535441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/163586202759535441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2010/04/single-engaged-getting-marrried.html' title='Single, Engaged, getting Marrried'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-2272844211960513184</id><published>2010-03-29T16:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T16:29:24.032-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidbits</title><content type='html'>Howdy Blog world.. been a while eh?  I don’t even understand what happened, I think I lost my blog mojo(not like I had much in the first place)  but yea I guess I am somewhat back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say this first quarter of 2010 has been quite eventful. I can’t complain though because the good definitely outweighed the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think for the first time in a long time I am able to say that life is good.  I can’t say its due to any one thing, I just think it’s mostly because I finally let go of the belief that life is supposed to be easy. So right now all I do is celebrate the good and work through the bad taking everything one day at a time. I am much better for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend showed me a text from one of her toasters in naija. The guy would toast her and add bible references to back it up. So he’ll say something like “I think you are pretty (Psalm 116:12)” I almost passed out from laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of naija I went to a naija wedding this past weekend the more i attend those things the more i am quite sure i want to elope. The best story was this one couple(guests at the wedding)  that were dressed in all white from head to toe, as in the husband wore a white suit complete with white shoes and the wife wore white long skirt flamboyant lace outfit, her white was even whiter than the bride’s. *smdh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What percentage of the things that happen to us in life is attributable to our decisions and consequently our actions? And what percent can we say is fate, luck, chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mantra for 2010 is “no mo’ drama” I have been very proactive about it too. Peeps been getting nexted left and right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this “friend”, I can’t place my finger on it but there is something just shady about the girl. I find myself not believing anything she says and not wanting to hang with her or tell her personal things about me. The problem is she’s friends with people close to me so I can’t exactly shake her :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-2272844211960513184?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/2272844211960513184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=2272844211960513184' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2272844211960513184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2272844211960513184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2010/03/tidbits.html' title='Tidbits'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-4316276061400456971</id><published>2010-01-26T10:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T10:37:51.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooo</title><content type='html'>I guess I lied about the whole weekly update business. Well I have a good reason; it was due to my OTHER New Year's resolution. Which is to complain less, and all the posts I had in my head sounded like me complaining. Anyhoo, I came across this neat quote by C.S Lewis it was from a sermon he gave in 1941!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you asked twenty good men to-day what they thought the highest of the virtues, nineteen of them would reply, Unselfishness. But if you asked almost any of the great Christians of old he would have replied, Love. You see what has happened? A negative term has been substituted for a positive, and this is of more than philological importance. The negative ideal of Unselfishness carries with it the suggestion not primarily of securing good things for others, but of going without them ourselves, as if our abstinence and not their happiness was the important point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he goes on to say….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If there lurks in most modern minds the notion that to desire our own good and earnestly to hope for the enjoyment of it is a bad thing, I submit that this notion has crept in from Kant and the Stoics and is no part of the Christian faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my absolute favorite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it would seem that Our Lord finds our desires, not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire article can be found &lt;a href="http://www.doxaweb.com/assets/doxa.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; He uses a lot of big words but it’s quite an interesting read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-4316276061400456971?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/4316276061400456971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=4316276061400456971' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4316276061400456971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4316276061400456971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2010/01/sooo.html' title='Sooo'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-8730337626859420124</id><published>2010-01-09T04:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T05:58:29.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekending</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Happy Happy New Year people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;how was the first week of 2010? Mine was good... for the first time since i can remember i am actually excited about  the year and it seems like that is the general consensus.  Everywhere i go there is this almost palpable sense of excitement in the air... i love it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I resolved to do better about blogging this year.. do a post at least once a week? maybe? we'll see.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to set myself up by putting a number to it but lets just agree that 2010 will be better than 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;i was listening to this sermon on the Christian radio last Sunday and this preacher started out his sermon by saying he thinks we should all agree to call it twenty ten instead of two thousand and ten apparently its two syllables less and we can save lots of time by doing that. i got out of the car before i could figure out if he was joking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Who watched the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BCS&lt;/span&gt; bowl game?  pure awesomeness i tell ya. So i discovered that i have an intense dislike for Texas teams. from the cowgirls down to the longhorns.. if its Texan.. then i have a problem with them. i am really excited/hopeful for the eagles to get their revenge this weekend... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;oooo&lt;/span&gt; yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;Speaking of college football,  I think the story of Tim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tebow&lt;/span&gt; is a prime example of Math 5:16 .  I am not like every other gator than worships the kid.. nah.  i just recognize the hand of the Lord on his life and it makes me respect him more.  if i had only one prayer request for 2010 that would be it and i pray that for every one of you my lovely readers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I  just realized that i am either a very mushy somebody or something is wrong with my hormones,  the amount of "tear up" moments i have had lately is just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ridic&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Next month, i have to retake an exam for the first time in my 25+ years on this planet earth and i failed it by 1 point.. it was a process but i think i have finally come to terms with it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; i need to go to bed..my eyes popped open at exactly 2.45am and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; been able to go back  to sleep yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Have a lovely weekend people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;MATTHEW 5:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Let your light shine before men that they may see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;your good deeds and praise your Father in Heaven&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/4177747938435625498-8730337626859420124?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/8730337626859420124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=8730337626859420124' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/8730337626859420124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/8730337626859420124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekending.html' title='Weekending'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-1116759043940023196</id><published>2009-12-25T13:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:55:32.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Stock 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;let me first start by saying merry christmas! can you imagine 2009 is done already? God is indeed great. This was definitely an interesting year for me. if i had to pick a word that best described my 2009, it would be growth.  i was being John 15:2ed in pretty much every area of my life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FAITH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Jesus had an interesting ride this year. i cheated on Him a couple of times, realized can't nobody really do me like HIm, broke off the crazy affairs and went back to my first Love.All in all, i would say this year really showed me how much He loves me and I am determined to do better becuase i now have a clearer understanding of our Relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FAMILY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a good year for family, i didnt get to spend as much time as i would like because of all the stuff going on( see career/education section) but i can definitely say there was no shortage of love in this area. My mum and I are actually getting along better these days, i  think she has finally realized i am grown and THAT is no small feat for a nigerian parent, can i get an amen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FRIENDSHIPS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started out the year sooo  lonely friiendshipwise,  all the people i wanted to be around lived in other states. For the first time in my life, i prayed that God would bring awesome people my way and He did.  I think i lost touch with some people but the ones that  matter are still here so thats good.  Let's not forget the friends i made on blogville. shout out to Original Mgbeke, Taynement and Simeone!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINANCES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No  doubt,, this was my most expensive year ever . i did a lot of spending. moved out on my own with no roomates for the first time. had to buy furniture, pay fo rmy CPA exams. Even though  I didnt save as much i would like because there was always something to be bought. i could definitely see God's hand in my finances. I somehow mananged to get a good deal on everything that i needed to buy, even in this year of layoffs i managed to quit a job i hated for one i liked.  i believe i am a living proof that tithing works...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EDUCATION/CAREER PATH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was considerable progress made in this area. i got a clearer vision of what i want to do which made me change my area of study  for my masters. Almost done with my professional exams and I am excited for 2010 because it is the year i will finally be done with all things studying, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RELATIONSHIPS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was going to start by saying i had my first "heartbreak" this year but in all honesty, it was God taking me out of a crappy situation i did not even know i was in.  i matured a lot.  realized that if i dont know myself and figure out what i want how am i going to recognize it? oh and i adopted the mantra  "no mo' drama" which led to a bunch of numbers being deleted. that felt great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEALTH/GENERAL WELL BEING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had a lot of health scares this year. from hearth attack, to gall bladder surgery to pulmonary embolism all was speculated. I spent more time in hospitals than ever in  my life but I am glad to say i am fine. EVERY test that was run came out negative.  i started actually watching what i eat, i ate better and exercised more. i am not where i want to be but i am making progress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ADDICTIONS/BAD HABITS/SOCIAL LIFE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i developed an addiction to food or maybe i just recognized it? i managed to kick my addiction to facebook. i spend cosiderably less time on it now. i dont know about bad habits, i didnt travel as much as i wanted to this year but i visited a few new states so thats not bad.  as for social life, i went more except for days when i was buried in my books. i plan on doing a lot more next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in general, i believe i made progress in every aspect of my life in 2009 and that makes me very very happy.  i am soo excited about 2010, i know God has awesome things planned for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S  does anybody else feel like they have to spend the last hours of the year at church or am i just weird? my friend wants to go downtown and i am like naah mehn i will be at church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4177747938435625498-1116759043940023196?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/1116759043940023196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=1116759043940023196' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/1116759043940023196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/1116759043940023196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/12/taking-stock-2009.html' title='Taking Stock 2009'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-3580305530524638292</id><published>2009-12-10T12:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T04:30:58.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons from The Office</title><content type='html'>If I had to pick my all time favorite comedy series it would be the Office. I love love love that show. I am having a bit of bloggers block so I will be writing on lesson I have learnt this week from &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Lesson 1: It is never what it looks like. So my boss and I are the only ones on my team that work from our location and he’s gone a lot (vacation and most times working remotely). I used to say I want to be like him when I grow up. Not having show up to work every day. Why did I find out this week that the company lets him do this because a member of his family is seriously ill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Lesson 2: Do your best especially when you don’t feel like it: I woke up this morning with no desire whatsoever to go to work (It was soo cold) so I decided I would come in looking like a bum after all it’s almost Friday and I am not meeting anybody. Right? Wrong. I forgot today was the day my boss’ boss was coming from HQ. So I met the Director of accounting for the first time with my hair looking a mess and wearing gold ballet flats that do not match my outfit. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Lesson 3: its all about your perspective: The end of the year is the craziest time for us so everything is on a strict deadline. One of the things that has to happen is an inventory count and it takes a while. So this oversabi guy at work wants to “streamline the process” which I have no problems with except now I am 2 weeks behind and said process did NOT get streamlined. I could get mad at the fact that I will have to work way longer hours later in the month but I choose to realize that he was trying to help and if his method had worked it would actually have saved me time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;In other news, I have absolutely no idea what I am doing for Christmas. It doesn’t feel like Christmas at all I have been lazy but finally got my decorations up yesterday. So I am getting more into it.  I think I will feel more Christmassy when I get my result from my exam next week and I know for sure that I am done with the exam. It will be the best present ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is everyone doing??  I need to go do my rounds…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theme song: Hallelujah by Hillsong,&lt;br /&gt;I have been on a hillsong trip all week. That group is just pure awesomeness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-3580305530524638292?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/3580305530524638292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=3580305530524638292' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3580305530524638292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3580305530524638292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/12/lessons-from-office.html' title='Lessons from The Office'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-4363673491345893715</id><published>2009-11-16T10:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:47:00.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>arrrghhhh!!!</title><content type='html'>I am slightly frustrated today because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came in to work today and someone done drank up all my milk that I use for my daily cereal. You see, I am lactose intolerant so I drink a special kind of milk so it was not like a case of mistaken identity. I am the ONLY one that drinks that kind of milk up in this piece..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to visit my mum and ran into my uncle who every time I see has to give me serious guilt trip about not calling him. I mean every single time I see him. Like dude am I supposed to be calling you every day and do you have anything else to say to me? Anything??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the fall semester off so I could study for my exam. Well to be able to sign up for spring classes I need to reapply because I did not fill out a leave of absence form. Anyways, I did all of that and for some reason beyond me I was marked as international student. Now I have to take them proof of my visa status before they let me register for spring. I am more than halfway done with my program. I am pretty sure they can look up my record and see that I have NEVER been classified as international and save me the stress but who am I kidding?? That would be way too much work for them to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a headache for two days and I have no idea why…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Anyways, it's another week and I am alive and well (except for the headache) and for that I am grateful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Have a great week  everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-4363673491345893715?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/4363673491345893715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=4363673491345893715' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4363673491345893715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4363673491345893715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/11/arrrghhhh.html' title='arrrghhhh!!!'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-4275849950788918053</id><published>2009-11-03T14:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T14:55:03.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>???!!!!?????!</title><content type='html'>Look like we will be randoming until further notice. It’s the only type of post that fits my current discombobulated state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s supposed to be the busiest time of the month for us at work and I am bored. Hence, the blogging at 11 o’clock in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to play all the songs on my iPod in alphabetical order and I am rediscovering songs I forgot I had. Forget that award show tutu debacle; Beyonce’s ave maria is actually quite a good song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I hear that el dee big boy song I feel the sudden urge to get crunk…especially when he goes “gotta rep my hood I’m from Lagos city in naija”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be done with studying and test taking sooooo bad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my bucket list items is to sing Carrie Underwood’s before he cheats at a karaoke. I may be doing that in 2 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when did Pandora stop being free? Stupid economy, everyone wants money :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Blessed be your name” just came on, I think there is something about classic old school worship music that you can’t get anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my favorite people in the whole wide world are getting married in Dec and I can’t be there, that makes me very very unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in aproximately 3 weeks, i will take my last exam section and will ,by God's grace, be done with all things CPA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-4275849950788918053?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/4275849950788918053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=4275849950788918053' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4275849950788918053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4275849950788918053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='???!!!!?????!'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-4621740319300947816</id><published>2009-10-21T16:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T16:22:09.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have nothing...</title><content type='html'>So I have been working on a post for a week and I finally gave up and deleted it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had so much in my head and it was too hard to put it all together in a coherent form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather today is wet and cold and just put a damper on my mood. I got in to work and my cousin had sent me this forward with quotes from Maya Angelou. One of it was “you can tell a lot about a person’s character by how they deal with rainy days, lost luggage and tangled Christmas tree light”  oh well. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this friend that whenever I talk to, I always feel so vulnerable (in a good way), we talked today after many months and I realized how much I missed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of friends, I always thought people who talked about backstabbing/two faced friends were just being dramatic but I think I just had one of those experiences. The good thing is I don’t feel betrayed because I really didn’t consider her a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this thing where I can tell after spending a few hours with a person what kind of relationship we’ll have. That actually dictates how I relate with them consequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible or even normal to be mad at someone for something they may not have had control over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The auditors are here and on of them is a chick and quite cute and wearing a really nice dress its red and short…with four inch heels I am like …in this cold weather? Na wa o!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and our office assistant( more like office mum) she’s soo sweet and takes care of everyone, so why was she  trying to get me to admit that one of the Sr. Manager's cologne was too strong.. Granted she’s not my manger but still wetin consain me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My buddy started a non-profit &lt;a href="http://www.barnabian.org/"&gt;organization&lt;/a&gt;. Please stop by and join the movement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-4621740319300947816?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/4621740319300947816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=4621740319300947816' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4621740319300947816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4621740319300947816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-nothing.html' title='I have nothing...'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-4701773963650845931</id><published>2009-10-05T10:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T11:16:29.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Small break in transmission</title><content type='html'>Stolen from Nice Anon’s blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Itching to work with:&lt;/strong&gt; I think it’s more like itching to work at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; moving forward by Israel and new breed (yep, still on that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Driving:&lt;/strong&gt; a 2008 Nissan Versa. I’ve been told it fits my personality?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shopping fix:&lt;/strong&gt; buying anything on sale just makes my day. Even if it’s something I don’t need, I’ll still buy it and give it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Signature scent:.&lt;/strong&gt; Just discovered B&amp;amp;BW Exotic coconut…loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Necessary Extravagance:&lt;/strong&gt; can’t really think of anything.. I am cheap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maintenance must haves:&lt;/strong&gt; my Victoria secret fragrances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear Factor&lt;/strong&gt;: God has not given me the spirit of fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speed Dialing:&lt;/strong&gt; brother, mother, bestie, fav cousin, &lt;strong&gt;Jaycee&lt;/strong&gt;, 911.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Latest splurge:&lt;/strong&gt; a super cool bathroom scale that also counts calories... (This weight loss business eezz not easy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I weren't:&lt;/strong&gt; at work, I would be at home watching small claims court TV shows. Judge Mathis, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreaming of:&lt;/strong&gt; the day when I don’t have to spend weekends studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday is my date with destiny a.k.a the financial accounting section of the CPA exam. Everyone’s been telling me how hard it is. I can’t even say I am ready but I am doing my best. The other day I came across this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The LORD spoke to me with his strong hand upon me, warning me not to follow the way of this people. He said: "Do not call conspiracy everything that these people call conspiracy do not fear what they fear, and do not dread it. The LORD Almighty is the one you are to regard as holy, he is the one you are to fear, he is the one you are to dread, Isaiah 8:11-13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Meditating on this has really helped me get through the past couple of weeks. I am determined to stop living in fear so yea bring on the 4 hour exam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I found the verse to be also quite effective in dealing with all the craziness around us: Swine flu, bad economy, unemployment and whatever else is out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S how’s everyone doing? I will be back in full after Saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-4701773963650845931?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/4701773963650845931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=4701773963650845931' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4701773963650845931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4701773963650845931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/10/small-break-in-transmission.html' title='Small break in transmission'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-4738577372789357467</id><published>2009-09-16T23:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T00:14:06.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;up until the end of november...&lt;/div&gt;7.30am. leave for work&lt;div&gt;5.30pm- 6pm: get home and grab dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6-7pm: go jogging/walking( yes o! only so many fat jokes a sister can handle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.30pm arrive at school library&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.00pm/ midnightish get home from library and fall into bed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALL I CAN SAY IS GOD DEY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i promised to post some of my new music faves, here we go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You guys were right.. I finally go into the new WH... this has been on heavy rotation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rXBWEPSlq3A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rXBWEPSlq3A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the song from the last post... apparently imeem only works if you have an account.&lt;br /&gt;This clip also includes the song he has with Mary Mary.. in short the whole album is faya! its called the power of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AYaiGB7eYU8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AYaiGB7eYU8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not really new but oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e7iHkgHOOW0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e7iHkgHOOW0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  of course Chrisette. everytime this song comes on the radio, i turn it up,  sing as loudly as i can while trying to do my best woman scorned face.. Praise Jesus for tinted windows :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a5YnOos62NE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a5YnOos62NE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have some more but its bed time so to be continued &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a great weekend people!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;P.S Mgbeks can i just say thank you for being my unpaid albeit unlicensed shrink, I heart cha mucho *muah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;But it is not the one who commends himself who is approved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; but the one whom the Lord commends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;2 Cor 10:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4177747938435625498-4738577372789357467?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/4738577372789357467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=4738577372789357467' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4738577372789357467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4738577372789357467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-schedule.html' title='New Schedule'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-5777487524164189959</id><published>2009-09-11T22:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:10:43.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Since I did a random post, it’s Friday and I need to procrastinate so what better way? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1) I still can’t believe summer is over, its back to the crazy studying again.. Oh well. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Unto everything there is a season right?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2) I went back to FL for my coz’s bridal shower and mehn I had serious thoughts of moving back. I so did not want to come back here. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3) Speaking of the homestead, I got some new music from my fam and it feels &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;like I am in music heaven. I will share some of my new faves later.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4) While we are on the music subject, I seriously cannot get into the new Whitney CD… maybe I need to grow into it? Heck, I just finally got into Chrisette Michele and her album has been out for a hot minute.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How awesome is that “blame it on me “song? I listen to it at least 5 times a day and THAT’s not counting the times it comes on the radio!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5) Am I the only one who really does not care about the whole Sony deal? I don’t think there is anyone in the world who believes ALL Nigerians are crooks. In the words of madea “it’s not what you are called, it’s what you answer to”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;so anyone who wants to dispose of their Sony items preferably PS3s.. I am willing to send you my address.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;6) Speaking of madea, this is the first time a Tyler Perry movie comes out and I am not there opening night. I just don’t feel like it. Come to think of it, I don’t feel like a lot of things. Hmmm.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;7) I am really quite nervous about certain areas of my life. Help me Jesus&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;8) On the bright side, can I just say having convictions and sticking to them, no matter what, is a beautiful thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my new theme song.. i have to listen  to it EVERY morning&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Q-FqJojV0b/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Q-FqJojV0b/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=Q-FqJojV0b" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=Q-FqJojV0b" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Algerian;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-5777487524164189959?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/5777487524164189959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=5777487524164189959' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/5777487524164189959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/5777487524164189959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/09/been-while.html' title='Been a while....'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-2808313118325999057</id><published>2009-08-30T23:31:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:43:31.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot!</title><content type='html'>Happy day before monday lovely blogville people.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How did the weekend go? I had one of my little moods this weekend. It finally became official that I won’t be able to go to naija this December among other things and I &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was quite depressed. I mean life was going so good and bam! Everything changes I went into full self pity mode. Complete with the sitting on the couch in PJs and not answering any phone calls.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I mean why is it that when life is going really good something ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;comes to ruin it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, I got my answer today. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A good friend( why do people always  say good friend, if they were a bad friend they wont be a friend. right?) invited me to come and watch him play at the youth Sunday at this African Baptist church, I actually ran into a blogger there( shout out to &lt;a href="http://taynement.blogspot.com/"&gt;Taynement&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The kids did an awesome job, anyways their whole theme was seasons and they talked about each of the four seasons and what they symbolize. Spring for planting, summer for nurturing, fall for Harvesting &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and winter for resting. And it actually occurred to me that I was crabby because my season was changing and I didn’t want it to change.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was enjoying spring too much and &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;forgot&lt;/i&gt; that summer and fall were coming. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As our people say no condition is permanent and i believe one of the tricks to doing life successfully is the ability to anticipate and accept change.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I have been known to wear out a song… I mean I would play it every day morning noon and night if I could.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My current fave is an oldie but a goodie. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It has been great for my current mood. Here is a video of the live performance. It’s pretty good for a song that has only eight lines &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ODmHMKfD_iY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ODmHMKfD_iY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-2808313118325999057?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/2808313118325999057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=2808313118325999057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2808313118325999057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2808313118325999057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-forgot-happy-day-before-monday-lovely.html' title='I forgot!'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-4467620553283364231</id><published>2009-08-21T17:51:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T10:29:39.607-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am,actually, not Crazy… Yess!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So a friend sent me this, its called random/weird thoughts people our age have, since I have had majority of these thoughts. I now officially feel better about my sanity &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1) More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2) Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;direction from which you came, you have to first do something like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3)I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4)Is it just me, or are 80% of the people in the "people you may know"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;feature on Facebook people that I do know, but I deliberately choose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;not to be friends with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5)There is a great need for sarcasm font.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6)Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;suddenly realize I had no idea what&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;was going on when I first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;saw it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7)I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;only one who really, really gets it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;( nacho libre..anyone?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8)I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;9)The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;finish a text.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10)Lol has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;11) I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;12)Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;test is absolutely petrifying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;13)Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart",&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;14) How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;15) Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;16)What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;( ok.. not this jobless)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;16)MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;know how to get out of my neighborhood. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;ya know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;17)Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;person died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;18) I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;shower first and THEN turn on the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;19) Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and you can wear them forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;20)I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;21) Bad decisions make good stories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;22) Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;23) Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a problem....&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;i swear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;24) You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;productive for the rest of the day. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;(right mgbeks?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;25)Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;want to have to restart my collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;26) There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;(the library at  school has rocking chairs..lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;27) I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;swear I did not make any changes to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;28) "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;29) I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30) I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dammit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and run away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;31)  I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;( for realz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;32) When I meet a new person, I'm terrified of mentioning something they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haven’t already told me but that I have learned from some light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;internet stalking&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;( guilty!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;33) I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;34)Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;speed for pedophiles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;35)  As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;36) Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn't know what do to with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;37)I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;drive behind obeys the speed limit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;38)I think the freezer deserves a light as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;39)I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;40)The other night I ordered takeout, and when I looked in the bag, saw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;they had included four sets of plastic silverware. In other words,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;someone at the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;about it, and then estimated that there must be at least four people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;eating to require such a large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;myself. There's nothing like being made to feel like a fat bastard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;before dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-4467620553283364231?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/4467620553283364231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=4467620553283364231' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4467620553283364231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4467620553283364231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-amactually-not-crazy-yess.html' title='I am,actually, not Crazy… Yess!!!'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-2796814859537652289</id><published>2009-08-16T23:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T23:58:46.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Title Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I do not care what anybody says, the quarter life crisis is very real . It doesn’t have to be a bad thing but I think 25 is one of those ages where you just have to stop and ponder the direction your life is taking. I did my pondering and made some life changing decisions that I am quite proud of.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No matter how much I try to fake it, I am an introvert; I can only hang out with people for so long. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After a while I need to be by myself or start to feel like I am losing my mind. This weekend was my chill at home and recover weekend. I only ventured out to the grocery store and church and I feel so much better. Ready to face the world again..lol&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I called into Vera’s &lt;a href="http://www.blogtalkradio.com/"&gt;show&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;yesterday, quite interessante I must admit. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The topic was happily single : Myth or fact .&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was quite amazed at some of the opinions expressed. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I think my favorite were the people who kept saying it was impossible to be single and happy say whaaa? &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Don’t &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;get me wrong, companionship is awesome&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and there is nothing like having someone who loves you and all that jazz but if&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;you can’t be happy by yourself how you going to know what a bad relationship feels like?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the words of my darling &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Mgbeks &lt;/b&gt;“marriage is not for everyone” I encourage you to listen to the show if you can. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh and I happened to mention that I wanted to be single for two years and apparently that’s too much?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of the lessons that God has been teaching me lately is that of delayed gratification. Just because you want it now does not mean you have to have it now. It’s the reason why you can’t build a multimillion dollar business in a year.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;You have to go through due process or you will get the good thing and it will slip from your hands because you won’t be able to appreciate it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I passed my second CPA section so I am now officially 50% a CPA. God is just too good. Especially since it was my first try and no one I know has passed that section on the first try.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Calibri, sans-serif;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Calibri, sans-serif;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Calibri, sans-serif;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Calibri, sans-serif;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I know that there is nothing better for men than to be happy and do good while they live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Calibri, sans-serif;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Calibri, sans-serif;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Calibri, sans-serif;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;That everyone may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all his toil—this is the gift of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Ecc 3:11-13  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&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/4177747938435625498-2796814859537652289?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/2796814859537652289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=2796814859537652289' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2796814859537652289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2796814859537652289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-do-not-care-what-anybody-says-quarter.html' title='No Title Post'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-2132460467386143474</id><published>2009-08-05T04:49:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:51:01.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Party over here!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;So today is my birthday. I officially hit the quarter century mark today, i don’t &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;know about anybody else but my birthday is usually a reflection day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I look back on this past year I can’t help but be thankful because God had indeed been good to me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am thankful for&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Redemption&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My Father sees me even when nobody else does. I am in no shape or form perfect but he still always comes through to bail me out of my mess.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am thankful for my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Really&lt;/span&gt; great family&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;am thankful for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;remarkable&lt;/span&gt; friends.. I am awake at this hour because my friend in naija who I haven’t spoken to in ages called to wish me happy birthday… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt; friendships I have made off blogville, from my regular blog commenter s &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to Gmail buddies.. I am &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;grateful for you all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;thankful for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;resilience,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The strength that God has given me to bounce back from all the crazy things that happened to me this year.. I really can’t take that for granted.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am thankful for my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;recent&lt;/span&gt; employment upgrade,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love my new job/boss and I honestly &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;can’t complain.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am thankful for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Rent&lt;/span&gt;, yes I said &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;rent, the fact that I pay rent means I have somewhere to lay my head at night and that in itself is a huge blessing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am thank ful for my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;ridiculously&lt;/span&gt; fun church. I love love my church, I have met some great people there, I look forward to Sundays and Wednesdays&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and there is nowhere else I’d rather be on those days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;For you created my inmost being;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   you knit me together in my mother's womb.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   your works are wonderful,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I know that full well.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-16255" value="15"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;    My frame was not hidden from you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   when I was made in the secret place.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   When I was woven together in the depths of the eartth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;your eyes saw my unformed body. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;       All the days ordained for me&lt;br /&gt;   were written in your book&lt;br /&gt;   before one of them came to be.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Charis SIL';color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;          Psalm 139:13-16&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-2132460467386143474?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/2132460467386143474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=2132460467386143474' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2132460467386143474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2132460467386143474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/08/party-over-here.html' title='Party over here!!!'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-4824907242449372706</id><published>2009-07-30T00:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T00:55:27.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>:)  :)</title><content type='html'>So today is exactly 1 year since i became an active citizen of blogville and it is also an exact week before i officially hit quarter century.  oooh yea!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would really like to do a proper 1 year on blogville reflection/ shout out post but its late so uhm i guess that will happen this weekend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, two ( well 3 if i count myself) of my most favoritest people in the world also have birthdays next week. I love you guys and thanks for being in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i am off to bed... expect a proper post  this weekend. i think i am still tired from last weekend( which will officially go down as the busiest weekend of my life so far)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  VOTD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; but a crushed spirit dries up the bones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prov 17:22&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-4824907242449372706?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/4824907242449372706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=4824907242449372706' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4824907242449372706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4824907242449372706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=':)  :)'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-6491196526387786494</id><published>2009-07-21T22:44:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:55:05.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>if it isn't love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Small break in transmission.I just had to share what has kept me from loosing my mind these past few days. So you know how folk in naija be hooking you up with "prospects" without your approval? well my friend had that happen to her. Anyhoo she decides to be nice and let the bloke down easy. this is what ensued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HER EMAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello ,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are doing great.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't pick up my phone cos i don't have mins on it except if you call me weekends or after 9pm my time. As for every other thing we have talked about, i don't see this working out, so I say you move on and find someone else back home. I can't seem to understand why you would like to date someone who is far off  &amp;amp; haven't seen, when I'm very sure that there are good ladies there too.&lt;br /&gt;As for me, i'd prefer to date someone here too. Not that i don't trust people back home but at least i can get to know the person better.&lt;br /&gt;i really don't understand, i'm i supposed to say "yes", probably just see you once if i come home, approve and get married? i'm not sure how that works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to sound rude in anyway, but hopefully you understand too and move on with your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HIS  REPLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;Hello my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you and your groove over there in US, hope fine. I got your mail and i believed that we are matching in the same path,what differentiate the kingdom is the word "DISTANCE" yea distance means much in thing like this but giving a room for an ecstasy is another cool chance for us to shuttle this relationship out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we talk and mail but have not seen each other,thats give us the ego to say to each other you are welcome to my life then feelings and planning follows it. Just accept then lets move round the orbit to find the solution for distance which both us we agree on. my words to you might sound abhor to you but my dear thats how i feel, i will love you to come into my life thats my heart desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish my dream will be as acacia where roses and warmth will grow between us. Dear i know that the journey of couples is not a day talk but please put it in your memory you will find out it can work out and i know here in nigeria girls are many but few are choosen likewise there in the states.lets develop the emotional side of it and leave the rest for God. I am not trying put you in self indulgence but think about everything and put my feelings too. what i owe now is always praying to God to help us, guide you and give you joy ok. Have a cool stay .....Dear permit me to say that i cherished you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;P.S: So is it bad that every time i get stressed i go back to read his email just to get a good laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;P.P.S: Vera and Mgbeks, please show me the way to super cool blog templates na?&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/4177747938435625498-6491196526387786494?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/6491196526387786494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=6491196526387786494' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/6491196526387786494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/6491196526387786494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-it-isnt-love.html' title='if it isn&apos;t love...'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-837159259773432865</id><published>2009-07-10T01:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T01:59:24.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Best 10 minutes of my life.</title><content type='html'>so yea..it's no secret that i love this man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please please please take the time to listen. it's really worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n4hF85KeLCk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n4hF85KeLCk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-837159259773432865?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/837159259773432865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=837159259773432865' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/837159259773432865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/837159259773432865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-10-minutes-of-my-life.html' title='Best 10 minutes of my life.'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-3069933272703883234</id><published>2009-07-05T21:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:39:10.772-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Death Process</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my 50&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; post and in a few weeks the blog will be a year old. Woot! Woot!!, now I realize that means&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I averaged one post per week but that is besides the point. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I always come back and that’s what matters. right?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we were younger my mum would have this random house cleaning/ decluttering episodes and she would throw/give out a whole bunch of stuff.. even things we STILL wanted.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It used to make me really mad and one day I was venting to my uncle and he replied. “That’s good, that way you have room for new things” that was more than 10 years ago and I still remember what he said because it is turning out to be so true.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For growth to occur there has to be some kind of death.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s sort of like a relationship unless you let go of the crappy bf/gf the chances of finding the right person are pretty slim. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The problem is that I am a hogger. I don’t like to let go, heck I am not even sure I know how to, so every once in a while my Father has to step in and snatch away the old things.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I usually never understand the whys until I get the new stuff and I realize that there is no way I could have handled the new if the old wasn’t taken away.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is dedicated to any hoggers like me out there. Embrace the death process. Let go! Appreciate the gift of goodbye and make space for the new because there is soo much more out there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;And no one pours new wine into old wineskins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; If he does, the new wine will burst the skins, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;the wine will run out and the wineskins will be ruined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;No, new wine must be poured into new wineskins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Luke 5:37-38&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-3069933272703883234?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/3069933272703883234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=3069933272703883234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3069933272703883234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3069933272703883234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/07/death-process.html' title='The Death Process'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-4489899769213693861</id><published>2009-06-23T19:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T19:48:25.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>is it alright if i holla!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Theme song : The sound by Mary Mary ( playing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is not a real post.. I just had to share&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I passed the first section of my CPA exam amidst all the drama and sadness and craziness that went on during the time I took the exam. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;All I can say is I have a wonderful, loving Father who always looks out for me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have been bouncing around my apartment &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to really &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;loud music cos I am sooo joyful.( my poor neighbors)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;P.S Happy Birthday to the awesome &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/simeoneomobaba.blogspot.com"&gt;simeone&lt;/a&gt;!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;May God continue to grow you into the remarkable man of God that you are destined to be.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;VOTD( another  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/aroundtheword90.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;ATW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; discovery)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;The LORD is my strength and my song; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;       he has become my salvation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;       He is my God, and I will praise him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;       my father's God, and I will exalt him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Exodus 15:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-4489899769213693861?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/4489899769213693861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=4489899769213693861' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4489899769213693861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4489899769213693861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-it-alright-if-i-holla.html' title='is it alright if i holla!'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-1792104793693484220</id><published>2009-06-21T13:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T14:12:39.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunions, Missing Persons and other tales</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This weekend was awesome. My bestie came to town! Hadn’t seen her since last may so it was awesome to be reunited and I even got to meet her boy. They are sooo cute, I can’t wait to plan the wedding, I already have my MOH speech prepared.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was so glad that she was coming to town that I even overcame my issues with redeemed church and followed her to their convention. It was not bad even entertaining to some extent. Especially the singles summit, oh the stories I have. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I think my favorite part was when the one pastor kept&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;saying&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God wants us to all get married &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;as ‘vaagins’ .&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;LWKM!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think I need to file a missing person’s report.. A certain &lt;a href="http://light-her-lamp.blogspot.com/"&gt;naija&lt;/a&gt; lady that lives in the DC area seems to be missing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If anybody knows where she is please tell her to call me. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am having withdrawal symptoms. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The next section of my CPA exam is in approximately 5 weeks and I have only studied one of the 20 required chapters.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;LORD help me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;really need to&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;remember that insanity is doing the same thing over and expecting different results.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I miss mgbeke.. please come back now. I am begging.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I came across the VOTD during my reading for &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ATW ( go &lt;a href="http://www.aroundtheword90.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more deets). I am really enjoying the reading. The book of Genesis feels like a season of passions or the young and the restless, from mistaken Identities to deception to murder.. oh the drama and intrigue!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Please, Take a few moments to mull over the VOTD, hopefully you have the same aha moment I did.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;  VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Is anything too hard for the Lord?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Genesis 18:14a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-1792104793693484220?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/1792104793693484220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=1792104793693484220' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/1792104793693484220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/1792104793693484220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/06/reunions-missing-persons-and-other.html' title='Reunions, Missing Persons and other tales'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-1305508847553797549</id><published>2009-06-12T19:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:41:37.741-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something is about to happen!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I mentioned in my last post&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;that I wanted to&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;read the&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; entire &lt;/span&gt; bible this summer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well the awesome &lt;a href="http://simeoneomobaba.blogspot.com/"&gt;Simeone&lt;/a&gt; and I are going to partner up and do it. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We are inviting everyone we know to&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;join us and make it a movement. How amazing would it be if a whole bunch of us bloggers (and non bloggers) embarked on this journey together? Oh the lives that would be changed!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am supper excited and cannot wait to begin because I know  this going to be&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;goooood.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.aroundtheword90.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for more information and also if you would like to join us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;You will seek me and find me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;when you seek me with all your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Charis SIL';font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Jeremiah 29:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-1305508847553797549?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/1305508847553797549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=1305508847553797549' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/1305508847553797549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/1305508847553797549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-is-about-to-happen.html' title='Something is about to happen!!!'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-4796952199773513592</id><published>2009-06-08T16:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:01:55.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In my head and on my mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) I am supposed to be “working” from home and i confess i have done maybe 30 minutes of work in 6 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I confess the summer is not a good time to be studying for a major examination, too many shows on TV. How am i supposed to study after work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I think i have finally found my church home.. it only took 13 months ha!&lt;br /&gt;4) I need a good chin chin recipe... any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I just discovered I may have put myself in a "Christian bubble", i subconsciously choose to interact with only Christian people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I want to read through the enitre bible this summer but I need a reading buddy, anyone want to join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) How do you convince a non believer on the sovereignty of God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I am thinking of getting baptized again but i am nervous about doing it in front of the whole church :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I came across the VOTD yesterday and It made me want to smile, laugh out loud and cry at the same time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so that Christ's power may rest on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For when I am weak, then I am strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 Cor 12 :9-10&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/4177747938435625498-4796952199773513592?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/4796952199773513592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=4796952199773513592' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4796952199773513592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4796952199773513592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-my-head-and-on-my-mind.html' title='In my head and on my mind.'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-540072873082202123</id><published>2009-05-26T17:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T18:15:05.396-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I am BAAACK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello Blogworld!!&lt;br /&gt;Long time. This past month has been craaaazy!  there was a CPA exam, school finals, breakup, weird work schedule, naturalization all in one month!&lt;br /&gt;I am not too much  a fan of typical Christian rhetoric but i can't help but say  GOD is indeed good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just recently learnt a few new life lessons and i thought I’d share;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) NOTHING can take the place of really good friends... and they don’t have to live close by :)&lt;br /&gt;2) We all possess inner strength and resilience that we just need to tap into.&lt;br /&gt;3) Life is ridiculous and it is never done throwing curveballs, you just have to learn to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;4) no matter how bad a situation is, it could be worse, oh trust me, it could be worse.&lt;br /&gt;5) it takes a special kind of grace and strength to be able to do the right thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so the point of this is to encourage anyone out there that's feeling battered by life. God is real and he DOES come through if you call on Him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S shout out to my &lt;a href="http://originalmgbeke.blogspot.com/"&gt;newest&lt;/a&gt;  friend. Congrats on being the first person, I met through blogger. This is the start of something good, don’t you agree?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Call upon me in the day of trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I will deliver you, and you will honor me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Psalm 50:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-540072873082202123?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/540072873082202123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=540072873082202123' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/540072873082202123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/540072873082202123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-baaack.html' title='I am BAAACK!!'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-406744748210960629</id><published>2009-05-09T18:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T19:06:46.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What do you do when you have been at the library all day and you need a break?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : a facebook quiz of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of woman are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVELY LADY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are lovely and caring. You help others and spread out a lot of sympathy. Your life aim might be to serve the people. But your weakness is that you forget about yourself, your own needs. All your time is hold back for your friends and family. You are always there for people in trouble. Ready for any emergency. You make a lot of sacrifices just to be a good human. But every woman has her needs, her longings and a destiny. Don't loose yourself in work or curing other people's souls. You will have your own problems in your life. Another problem is that you don't say your opinion when it's right and important to say it. People trample onto your soul if you are always so kind and lovely and helpful. They will play on you. Though you should try to relax more and enjoy your life, you should not loose the gift that was given to you to help others . Not everyone is created this way... You are unique and rare! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(yaay me??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S by this time next week, i will be Freeeeeeeeeeeeeee... till i start studying for the next section of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-406744748210960629?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/406744748210960629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=406744748210960629' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/406744748210960629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/406744748210960629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/05/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-2738694273434735909</id><published>2009-04-28T21:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:28:02.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what do you do in a 3 hour class?</title><content type='html'>1. What is your name: Reverence&lt;br /&gt;2. A four Letter Word: Road&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's Name: Rick&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's Name: Rose&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation: Railroad manager&lt;br /&gt;6. A color: Red&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you'll wear: Rings&lt;br /&gt;9. A food: Rice&lt;br /&gt;10. Something found in the bathroom:  Rags&lt;br /&gt;11. A place: Rio&lt;br /&gt;12. A reason for being late: Rush hour&lt;br /&gt;13. Something you'd shout: Road Trip!!!!&lt;br /&gt;14. A movie title: Revenge ( I bet there is a Nigerian movie)&lt;br /&gt;15. Something you drink: Red wine&lt;br /&gt;16. A musical group: Red hot chili pepper&lt;br /&gt;17. An animal: Rodent&lt;br /&gt;18. A street name: Ross Road&lt;br /&gt;19. A type of car: RAV4&lt;br /&gt;20. The title of a song: Rock the boat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-2738694273434735909?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/2738694273434735909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=2738694273434735909' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2738694273434735909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2738694273434735909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-do-you-do-in-3-hour-class.html' title='what do you do in a 3 hour class?'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-6538369164596369487</id><published>2009-04-26T14:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:42:35.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith and a Plan B</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have been wanting to do a post on this topic for a long time but never got a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about Faith. I mean a complete utter trust in God, that he will make a way. If i am being completely honest, I would admit that this is not the case in my life. you see i only have faith because I see a way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately/unfortunately, i am currently in a situation where i have no Plan B, i  am completely and utterly stumped.  I believe God is going to make a way because that’s all i can do right now. I have no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess my question is do you have faith or do you have a plan B?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S forgive the weirdness of this post, I am really not myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S any of you praying people, please say a prayer for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.S I may/will be gone for a while will be back after my exams and hopefully in a much better state.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-6538369164596369487?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/6538369164596369487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=6538369164596369487' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/6538369164596369487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/6538369164596369487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/04/faith-and-plan-b.html' title='Faith and a Plan B'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-8963611137749761955</id><published>2009-04-12T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:12:58.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Supercalifrigilisticexpialidocious</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter blog people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched  Mary Poppins and it took  me waaaay back. oh how i love that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day the honest meme shall be done. so here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am extra super sensitive. my feels always stay getting hurt :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I can be quite talkative  in the right circusmstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Sarcastic humor is the way i express love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I do not know how to "spark" for people.. i cant be confrontational, the angrier i get the closer to tears i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I can do quick math in my head(additions, multiplications, e.tc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) In future i most definitely want to end up doing something with forensics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I have been on a "diet" for the past year.. i haven't lost  a pound..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i am supposed to tag people but i am sleepy and there is still studying to be done tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have  a great week!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If your heart is broken, you'll find God right there  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; if you're kicked in the gut, he'll help you catch your breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Psalm 34:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Message&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/4177747938435625498-8963611137749761955?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/8963611137749761955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=8963611137749761955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/8963611137749761955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/8963611137749761955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/04/supercalifrigilisticexpialidocious.html' title='Supercalifrigilisticexpialidocious'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-1496047450758856024</id><published>2009-04-08T23:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T23:39:49.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Il ya bien  longtemps..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mood: Hopeful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello wonderful blogville people&lt;br /&gt;It has indeed been a long time. i have been studying a lot in preparation for for my battle against the AICPA next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was motivated to take a much needed study break this week/weekend because its Easter and Jesus did not die for me to kill myself with stress. i even took Friday off work to go to sea world.. very excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to do a honest meme thingy but that requires thinking and i don't have the energy for it right now. next post i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will however post a pics of my cookies and cream cake. its apparently quite delish and takes little time/effort to make as most of the ingredients come from a box..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/Sd1p9Cp71ZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NWoffDcVwIk/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322526832027489682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/Sd1p9Cp71ZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NWoffDcVwIk/s200/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Health Update&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I aparently had acid reflux brought about by a reaction to the drugs from oral surgery. my chest no longer feels like its on fire and I have since returned to eating spicy food :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You're blessed when you stay on course, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;walking steadily on the road revealed by God.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You're blessed when you follow his directions,      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; doing your best to find him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Psalm 119 :1&amp;amp;2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/4177747938435625498-1496047450758856024?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/1496047450758856024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=1496047450758856024' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/1496047450758856024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/1496047450758856024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/04/il-ya-bien-longtemps.html' title='Il ya bien  longtemps..'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/Sd1p9Cp71ZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NWoffDcVwIk/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-5445460068234651241</id><published>2009-03-10T13:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:12:37.399-04:00</updated><title type='text'>24 yr olds dont have heart attacks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Mood : Thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out like any other regular Monday except that I was groggy from all the pain meds from the oral surgery, I finally made it to work when right around lunch time I started feeling this real weird ache in my chest along with shortness of breath, I ended up calling the doctor who informed me that a visit to the ER was advisable. Say what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have seen every episode of Grey’s Anatomy so when I think ER I imagine blood and chaos and people shouting, so yea I went into full panic mode, and did I mention that none of my friends and family live close by?&lt;br /&gt;I eventually went, 4 hours and an EKG and X-ray and blood and urine tests later, the “cause of my pain is unclear”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Doctor did say I was too young to have a heart attack and they tested me for blood clots and I didn’t have that so I just need to go see a specialist but there is no life threatening situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is the closest I have ever been to a hospital was for employment drug screening. Imagine how I felt in the ugly gown and wrist name tag and Iv tubes sticking in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really if you haven’t had cause to visit a hospital in the past 24 hours, take some time to be thankful because good health is indeed a privilege.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I WILL bless the Lord at all times;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;His praise shall continually be in my mouth.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Psalm 31:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&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/4177747938435625498-5445460068234651241?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/5445460068234651241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=5445460068234651241' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/5445460068234651241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/5445460068234651241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/03/24-yr-olds-dont-have-heart-attacks.html' title='24 yr olds dont have heart attacks!'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-6024170334005038227</id><published>2009-03-07T20:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T20:26:31.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless post..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SbMeMJHpOwI/AAAAAAAAADI/YKfrx5sYaBs/s1600-h/audit.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310621579555191554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SbMeMJHpOwI/AAAAAAAAADI/YKfrx5sYaBs/s200/audit.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This will be my new hobby for the  next 10 weeks... pray for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a great weekend people!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/4177747938435625498-6024170334005038227?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/6024170334005038227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=6024170334005038227' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/6024170334005038227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/6024170334005038227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/03/wordless-post.html' title='Wordless post..'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SbMeMJHpOwI/AAAAAAAAADI/YKfrx5sYaBs/s72-c/audit.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-2013433953321107615</id><published>2009-03-05T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:55:35.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of God's greatest gifts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Theme song: Unanswered Prayers by Garth Brooks (yes I am in the .01% category of Africans that like country music, sue me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was having one of those lazy days at work. The one where you have a whole bunch of crap to do and no motivation, so like any other 21st century young adult, I resorted to IM. I ended up in a conversation with my ex (what? He was the only one who would answer me; I guess everyone else needed to work) This was not just any ex, this was THE EX, the one you swore was the one until he took your heart, stomped on it and gave the pieces back to you.. anyhoo as I was saying we were having this conversation and the more we talked the more I realized how different we were and no it was not the opposites attract kind of different. It was the I really want to throttle you right now kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some strange reason, I had a sudden flashback of how things ended with us. I remember praying and crying and asking God to fix us, needless to say that prayer went unanswered and judging by the fact that I am soo glad we are no longer together, I now definitely realize that my Father indeed had a plan.&lt;br /&gt;and so I decided to make a list of all my unanswered prayers (I did say I was bored didn’t I?) and what do you know? EVERY single situation I could think of worked out eventually and for the better if I may add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the lesson for the day is whatever dire situation you seem to find yourself in today will definitely work out, God has a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I GUARANTEE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, tomorrow I am having oral surgery to have  my wisdom teeth taken out, I really don’t know what to expect since I have heard so many conflicting stories, some say little or no pain other say mucho pain, please pray for me that I fall into the little or no pain category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And we know that in all things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;God works for the good of those who love him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;who have been called according to his purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Romans 8 :28&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/4177747938435625498-2013433953321107615?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/2013433953321107615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=2013433953321107615' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2013433953321107615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2013433953321107615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-of-gods-greatest-gifts.html' title='Some of God&apos;s greatest gifts...'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-8076378875006787344</id><published>2009-02-21T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:50:08.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Its saturday night and i am home alone, I should be studying but being on blogville sounded like a better idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so a friend sent this to me and i figured i'd share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;30 C0MMANDMENTS TO BEING THE "PERFECT" WIFEY (NAIJA STYLEE)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;. Thou shall NOT be a LONG TINS BABE (you know what I mean?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. Thou shall not lack in boobs, yansh and hips. If you must, please lack only one and find a way to make up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. Thou shall NOT be a down to earth, real or ride or die chick. i.e all those ruff, rugged and raw "tell it as it is" girls, NOT WERKING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. Thou shall not have dew hair (All those afro/afro-kinky "soul" sisters… FORGET IT).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;5. Thou shall not be a non-church goer. Ladies, for extra credit, be an usher, Sunday school aunty or PRAYER WARRIOR (This applies to other religious sects)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;6. Thou shall not go to club to find husband... YOU GO JONZ!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;7. Thou shall not drink hard liquor or beers. Stick to 2 glasses of wine, IF YOU MUST DRINK ALCHOHOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;8. Thou shall not have un-manicured nails (It has to be French manicure acrylic nails).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;9. Thou shall not have daddy issues (victims of divorced parents and dysfunctional families … keep it to yourselves).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;10. Thou shall not go without makeup (i.e. caked foundation, studio fix but ensure that the make up has a natural look which is purple lip liner, pink lip gloss and chocolate/natural eye shadows)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. Thou shall not lack culinary skills. Perfect the art of egusi,ogbono and all variations of rice. Home Economics is in order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. Thou shall not be a "posh sturvs". Sushi or lasagne…uh....really?. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13.Thou shall not knack ya head when you have a weave. Futhermore, on no account should you be caught scratching and flicking the condiments into thin air. That is simply DISGUSTING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14. Thou shall not do any strange degrees, such as development, journalism or medical genetics. Ladies, stick to law, engineering, accounting, business or pharmacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15. Thou shall not have a sense of humour or try to even be funny (note: SARCASM IS A NO NO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16. Ultimately, thou shall not go past a first degree, maybe masters (PHD IS AN ABORMINATION)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17. If thou must study a masters, please please, remember to dumb down when hanging with his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18. Thou shall not disclose too much of yourself. You will seem needy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19. Thou SHALL NOT have a sex life or sexual imagination prior to meeting him. Let him "teach" you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20. Thou shall not listen to anything other than r'n'b or hip hop (common is pushing it). All you World music and rock chicks, NOT HAPPENING MATE).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;21. Thou shall NOT an independent woman. (all those "I can pay my own bills" bullshit… Basically , LONG TINS). Refer to commandment one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;22. Thou shall not be opinionated or well informed (WARNING: This might come off as intimidating. Besides, no one likes a miss know it all).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;23. Thou shall not go to any obscure University. Please stick to Kent, Leicester, Nottingham, and Reading. (WARNING- YOU WILL END UP ALONE).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;24. Thou shall not be overly friendly. All those social butterflies and jovial. Personalities…BEWARE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;25. Thou shall not be anti-social when it comes to his family. You have to GET IN THERE FULLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;26. Thou shall not explore any originality when it comes to fashion. Stick to T.M Lewin, Hawes&amp;amp;Curtis, pointies or kitten heels, and jeans– Abortion belt always puts the icing on the cake. To complete the look, don't be seen without your thick framed rectangular glasses (YOU SHOULD HAVE GONE TO SPECSAVERS).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;27. Thou shall not hunt in packs (warning to girls with bossom bodies that cant be separated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;28. Thou shall NOT be loud. Keep your voice to a minimum always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;29. Thou shall not appear to be having too much fun on the dance floor. When it comes to dancing, keep it simple (Dutty winders and grinders, ITS NOT HAPPENING).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;30. Thou shall not think about breaking this next commandment. The ULTIMATE, IF NOT YOU ARE FINISHED.It Will be an OYO STATE (on you own) FOR YOU FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE. LADIES PLEASE PLEASE AND PLEASE DO NOT GO TO THE BEDROOM WITH ANY WRAPPER, NIGHT SHIRT, WHITE TOP GEL OR SHELLY ON YOUR FACE. If you must Do all the above, LADIES, BURN THOSE GOLD AND BLACK HAIR NETS. Girls, we are all guilty of owning a hair net or 2. And we know that all the commandments before suggests that you must be a babe on P constantly. You have to FIND A WAY TO WORK AROUND THIS HAIR NET ISSUES. Statistics dictates that one in two marriages FAIL due to this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I only have the permed hair, no abortion belt and accounting degree working for me..Lord help me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-8076378875006787344?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/8076378875006787344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=8076378875006787344' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/8076378875006787344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/8076378875006787344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-458657024307512937</id><published>2009-02-15T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T12:59:23.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Musings</title><content type='html'>It’s past 10 on a Sunday and I am not asleep, why? Because I don’t have to be up at the crack of dawn tomorrow to make it in to work..yaaay for presidents day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a good valentine’s day, it was my first “real” v-day and I had a blast. I am currently lying in bed in a chocolate induced haze. As in, my tummy really really hurts. I wonder what happens when you OD on chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see my first non chick flick in about 5 years this weekend (this whole compromise thing is no joke), the international. It was not bad at all. Speaking of movies, I highly highly recommend “slum dog millionaire” it’s a great movie...I mean I don’t usually like independent movies but this is an exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow is my consult to see about having my wisdom teeth pulled this weekend. Yaay..NOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just occurred to me that this is the first weekend in a while that I have not run into a famous person..hmm, i was beginning to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try not to skip any classes this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week People!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I know, O LORD, that a man's life is not his own; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;it is not for man to direct his steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Jer 10:23&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/4177747938435625498-458657024307512937?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/458657024307512937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=458657024307512937' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/458657024307512937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/458657024307512937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-musings.html' title='Random Musings'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-8230502917151328827</id><published>2009-02-09T00:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T00:54:23.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Way too much!</title><content type='html'>I heard this song this weekend and I just had to share.&lt;br /&gt;Its called my worship is for real.&lt;br /&gt;I found a video on youtube and it happened to be my church choir singing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4mMmzKKLBoE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4mMmzKKLBoE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fave part is the line that says &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"i've been through too much not to worship"&lt;/span&gt; hmm hmm hmm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Fred hammond on saturday at the bowling alley.. went over to say hi.. took a picture(which has promptly been made my facebook profile pic..of cuss)and talked to him. Apparently he was in cooncert in naija in dec?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I randomly stumbled upon the VOTD on sat and i think it deserves its own blog post. I believe its a prayer that we as young adults should take seriously especially in this gimme gimme world we live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Keep falsehood and lies far from me; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;give me neither poverty nor riches, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but give me only my daily bread. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Otherwise, I may have too much and disown you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and say, 'Who is the LORD ?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Or I may become poor and steal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and so dishonor the name of my God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Prov 30:8&amp;amp;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&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/4177747938435625498-8230502917151328827?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/8230502917151328827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=8230502917151328827' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/8230502917151328827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/8230502917151328827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/02/way-too-much.html' title='Way too much!'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-1469414304290698851</id><published>2009-02-04T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:46:55.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SYpvKASL2tI/AAAAAAAAADA/jV5LFHKUGew/s1600-h/assorted-roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299170129220459218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SYpvKASL2tI/AAAAAAAAADA/jV5LFHKUGew/s200/assorted-roses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got infected by the 25 random things epidemic going round facebook, i figured i would post mine on here and start our own blogville epidemic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) I have a problem putting words to paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) I have an obsession with bright colors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) My kids’ names will all start with the same alphabet which will be the same as their last name, of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4) It is my life’s goal to taste all the ice cream flavors at cold stone creamery. I am currently at 80%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5) I am a walking contradiction…I love romantic albeit unrealistic movies but my favorite songs are songs about heartbreak, I won’t eat tomatoes but can’t do without Ketchup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;6) Even though I miss Florida like crazy I am kinda glad I moved out here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;7) I intend to take all the sections of the CPA exam before the year runs out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;8)soulja boy,lil wayne and their kind offend me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;9) I don’t like hearing myself speak so I don’t have a voicemail greeting message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;10) One of my favorite shows to watch is snapped on oxygen. The whole women killing their husband thing intrigues me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;11) The last few days I have been dreaming of invoices, reports and reconciliations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;12) Baking relaxes me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;13) The pounds gained as a result of the above worries me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;14) I don’t remember when last I got 8 hours of sleep at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;15) When it comes to words spoken, I strongly believe in context over content..anybody can say anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;16) I lose all self control when I am near a box of ferrero rocher hazelnut chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;17) I really used to believe personal relationships should never have drama… ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;18) I want to visit every state in the U.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;19) I honestly sincerely deeply believe there is a God and He loves me very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;20) Its a huge struggle to go to class… I am so over school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;21) I used to think my Job was great until this past week &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;22) I just discovered my favorite color last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;23) Shopping gives me a headache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;24) I am addicted to half.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;25) Shoes are the keys to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read this..consider yourself tagged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If you are willing and obedient, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;you will eat the best from the land; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Isaiah 1:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/4177747938435625498-1469414304290698851?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/1469414304290698851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=1469414304290698851' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/1469414304290698851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/1469414304290698851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-because.html' title='Just because'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SYpvKASL2tI/AAAAAAAAADA/jV5LFHKUGew/s72-c/assorted-roses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-9062785872284685545</id><published>2009-02-03T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:48:29.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The one about the dropped call.</title><content type='html'>allo wonderful blogville people...&lt;br /&gt;My computer is fixed..yeaah!&lt;br /&gt;its been a while and a lot has indeed happened, its February!! The month of love right?  not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s post is not so random but was inspired by a random event..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was last week Tuesday, the time was during my lunch break , life had been crazy for a while so my best friend and I had not really had time to gist.. we ended up having to make do with conversations during lunch break errands. anyhoo, i was on my way to wlamart and also recounting the boy's latest offenses( you know those can you imagine, and then he said and then I said conversations?) I was so into it and I did not realize that I had been talking to myself for a while.. I mean t-mobile had cut me off so smooth that I did not even know when it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was not until the next day that I realized I was the exact same situation  with God,  We used to gist on the regular but then life and school and work and relationships and family happened  I couldn’t  even identify the exact time we stopped communicating. I  just know we had stopped.  I would even be at church and my mind would be pondering the best time to go grocery shopping to avoid all the traffic.  Its not like I was not interested in the word, on the contrary I was. I had just allowed a lot of junk to drown out the still small voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now I am in the middle of the very “fun” task of “unpiling” trying to get rid of all the junk so I can hear Him clearer. But you know its soo much easier to put on than to take off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I guess the lesson of the day is, it’s always a good idea to do an “are you there” check just to make sure your call has not dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blogville, help me pray for motivation with school, I have never been this disinterested in anything. Today, I literally drove to class, was about to turn into my building, sat at the red light for a few minutes longer than normal, said bump this, made a u turn to come home and I feel absolutely no remorse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If you do well, will you not be accepted? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And if you do not do well, sin lies at the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And its desire is for you, but you should rule over it.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Genesis 4:7&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/4177747938435625498-9062785872284685545?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/9062785872284685545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=9062785872284685545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/9062785872284685545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/9062785872284685545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-about-dropped-call.html' title='The one about the dropped call.'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-7029604449952644891</id><published>2009-01-12T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T11:00:00.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 in Retrospect</title><content type='html'>I know this technically should be done at the END of the year but I am bored at work and its my blog and I can do whatever so there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Movie: The SATC movie... The first and only movie I ever saw by myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst Movie: Disaster Movie..I actually had to Google it to remember the name. Thorough waste of my time because I absolutely dislike spoof movies, It’s actually bad because it was our first date and he really enjoyed it. That was when I realized he was indeed a weirdo and I still have not been proved wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best food: fried plantain all day every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst food:  same things I hated in 2007 and before, Veggies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Drinks; V8 Fusion (have to get my veggies in somehow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst drink: My heathen coworkers made me try a shot of Patron; I could only take a sip. Ewww!!! Don’t know how people do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst music: I have to say the whole lil Wayne movement, someone please make it stop!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Music: ooh some good songs came out this year; I have to say my best addiction was the Kirk Franklin fight of my life album oooh I wore that CD out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst Moment: when I got my first F in my entire life. I remember looking at my exam score and thinking where is the rest of my grade? Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Moment:  seeing my final grades and realizing that God is still in the miracle business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Toy: my awesome new Nikon camera that makes everyone fine..&lt;br /&gt;Worst Toy: my HP laptop that is always dying on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst lesson Learnt: I am not who I thought I was&lt;br /&gt;Best Lesson Learnt: HIS Strength is made perfect in MY weakness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is time to go back to that one invoice I have had up on my screen for the past hour, I think my boss is beginning to notice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;For in this hope we were saved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;But hope that is seen is no hope at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Who hopes for what he already has? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;But if we hope for what we do not yet have,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; we wait for it patiently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Romans 8:24&amp;amp;25&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/4177747938435625498-7029604449952644891?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/7029604449952644891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=7029604449952644891' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/7029604449952644891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/7029604449952644891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-in-retrospect.html' title='2008 in Retrospect'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-5385468381183005663</id><published>2009-01-08T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T00:00:23.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>National Champions Baybay!!!</title><content type='html'>we won!! we won!! Go Gators!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SWbZR73OR2I/AAAAAAAAACw/JS6GcUEuzP8/s1600-h/gators.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289153714543544162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SWbZR73OR2I/AAAAAAAAACw/JS6GcUEuzP8/s200/gators.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BEST TEAM IN THE NATION!!! HOLLA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be back with a real post when i get well, have my cmputer fixed and finish celebrating..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-5385468381183005663?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/5385468381183005663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=5385468381183005663' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/5385468381183005663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/5385468381183005663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2009/01/national-champions-baybay.html' title='National Champions Baybay!!!'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SWbZR73OR2I/AAAAAAAAACw/JS6GcUEuzP8/s72-c/gators.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-3361050713378982926</id><published>2008-12-07T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:41:53.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another gist post!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been studying for six hours straight. I think I am seeing things right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a cold and sore throat. I think there is something about me and this Texas weather. I have been sick on average once a month since I moved here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Tyler Perry at church today. He was sitting a few feet from me. I wanted to speak to him so bad. I wanted to say “I’ve seen every one of your movies and plays, I did not too much like Daddy’s little girls. “Why did I get married” changed my life” but of course I did not. It was church and the focus should be on Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my picture taken with Barney, this weekend. I Iooove Barney, I think I know every song that the sing on the show. I did not stop actively watching it till I was 16. Yea wateva..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny story, I went to a Nigerian wedding yesterday and the MC (who was absolutely horrible)was trying really hard to be funny.. During the whole bridal bouquet toss, when they called on single ladies. I guess he was dissatisfied with the turnout. He now decided to walk around and pick out the “single” girls. Anyhoo he gets to our table, boyfie was sitting next to me and this is how the dialogue went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MC dude: How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me: (giving him my best withering look) excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MC dude: (in a very forceful loud voice) I know you! you are single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me: (now I am looking at him like he’s high on cheap drugs cos I have never seen this man before)err..Actually you don’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MC Dude: is this your boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I just decided to ignore him; he was forced to move on to his next victim, who turned out to be my ex bf’s ex girlfriend but that’s story for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So now my question is when did it become mandatory to take part in the bouquet toss? As in see me see wahala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Anyone who intends to come with me has to let me lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You're not in the driver's seat; I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Don't run from suffering; embrace it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Follow me and I'll show you how. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Self-help is no help at all. Self-sacrifice is the way, my way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;to finding yourself, your true self. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What kind of deal is it to get everything you want but lose yourself? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What could you ever trade your soul for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Matt 16:24-26(The Message)&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/4177747938435625498-3361050713378982926?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/3361050713378982926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=3361050713378982926' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3361050713378982926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3361050713378982926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='........'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-1917879489451214529</id><published>2008-12-01T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:04:15.504-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats how I know that God is Real</title><content type='html'>Today, a bunch of us bloggers are writing on why we believe in God. The post title is supposed to be “I believe in God’ but I figured I’d do something different plus I like to use song lyrics as my post titles. Although “I believe in God” might be a song lyric somewhere …hmmm. Anyways, I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in God because my life has been a combination of way too many near misses for me to chalk it up to coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I explain the fact that when both my parents where unemployed due to my dad’s illness and we had absolutely NO money, somehow all the bills got paid and we never went hungry for a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or  how when we lived in Nigeria all the neighbors around us were robbed at gun point twice and our house was the only house on the street that the thieves overlooked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or how when the “love of my life” abandoned me when I needed him the most and I honestly believed I was unlovable, random people who I did not even know very well came into my life and gave me the support that I thought I could only get from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these are just a fraction of a fraction of the crazy events that make up my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I don’t think I am that special or any different from the people who have been in my exact same situation and did not make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know that I know that there is a God and he LOVES me tres much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VOTD&lt;br /&gt; if the LORD had not been on our side        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;when men attacked us,&lt;br /&gt; when their anger flared against us,        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;they would have swallowed us alive;&lt;br /&gt; the flood would have engulfed us,       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; the torrent would have swept over us,&lt;br /&gt;the raging waters        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;would have swept us away.&lt;br /&gt;Praise be to the LORD,        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;who has not let us be torn by their teeth.&lt;br /&gt;We have escaped like a bird        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;out of the fowler's snare;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the snare has been broken,        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and we have escaped.&lt;br /&gt;Our help is in the name of the LORD,        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the Maker of heaven and earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Psalm 124:2-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&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/4177747938435625498-1917879489451214529?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/1917879489451214529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=1917879489451214529' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/1917879489451214529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/1917879489451214529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/12/thats-how-i-know-that-god-is-real.html' title='Thats how I know that God is Real'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-3310711605620566596</id><published>2008-11-16T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:18:27.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and her name is me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING!!!&lt;br /&gt;This is a totally random, maybe pointless post. Proceed at your own risk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just spent upwards of 12 hrs in bed.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to do only one of the things I planned to do today and I do not regret it.&lt;br /&gt;I needed the me time, looking at my last posts, I bet it’s been quite obvious that I have not been having the bests of times. I really thought I was going to lose my mind but I think I am over that hump now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once heard that sometimes the victory in a battle does not come from winning but rather surviving. I am glad to say I am surviving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the beginning of another work week and I have mixed feelings about it.  My supervisor, whom I absolutely adore, is quitting. Her last day is on Tuesday and I am not looking forward to work without her. On the other hand, I finally get to see my bf, after two weeks! (This is the longest we’ve gone without seeing each other since we met! Lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a karaoke bar for the first time last Friday, it was quite an experience, and yes I sang. And no there are no pictures or video. I actually had fun, I think I will do it again…at a different spot though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just occurred to me that all my friendships are geographically challenged.  The people I’d much rather spend time with are in different states.  I guess I have to make new friends or beg my preexisting ones to move. Anyone want to help me beg &lt;a href="http://light-her-lamp.blogspot.com/"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt;  to move to Dallas? &lt;br /&gt;I really need to learn friend making skills fast or have God miraculously drop people in my life like Hes been doing so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess enough randoming for the day, its past my bed time. The VOTD is one of my absolute favoritest bible verses.  Once I got the full meaning of the text. It changed my life….no this is not a Christian rhetoric , it really did change my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Whoever has no rule over his own spirit      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; Is like a city broken down, without walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Prov 25:18&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/4177747938435625498-3310711605620566596?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/3310711605620566596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=3310711605620566596' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3310711605620566596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3310711605620566596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-her-name-is-me.html' title='and her name is me...'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-4922472698285580424</id><published>2008-11-09T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:40:56.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>aaaah've got a feeling!!</title><content type='html'>This past week was j one of those why me Lord kinda weeks, you know the ones where so many things go wrong and you begin to ponder your existence. As in, all of a sudden you become deep like you Socrates or something. Asking questions like “what is the purpose of my life? “, “Does God really see me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Thursday I was soooo sad, as in depressed, down in the dumps, horrible to be around , complaining kind of sad. And did I mention I was in physical pain too? I have this horrid toothache (apparently I have a really really bad cavity and I have to have my wisdom teeth pulled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not even find the strengh to pray, I felt very disconnected and abandoned and all I could see were my seeming imposiblities. and oh I worried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to church this morning, Well, it started with the song that came on the radio when I got in the car(as you can tell, I have a thing for music, I honestly believe God speaks to me through song)it was declaration by Kirk Franklin, ( if you’ve never heard it, youtube it: Awesome message, awesome lyrics, awesome beat). Listening to this song, I began to feel something bubble up within me, a fight within my spirit. I was like you know what, I REFUSE to lose my mind over temporary circumstances; I refuse to become another bitter depressed female. I refuse to spend valuable time I will never get back wishing and hoping things were different. I WILL get through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That put me in the right frame of mind for service, which was off the chain as usual but the best part was at the end of service. You see, my pastor is kinda old school so sometimes he would randomly burst into one of those old gospel songs that they used to sing back in the day. The one he sang today was “I’ve got a feeling, everything is gonna be alright” (you gotta emphasize the “I’ve” like aaaaaaaaaaaaa’ve) and for the first time I truly believed I would be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now I am about to start the new week, my circumstances haven’t changed. My insurance still won’t pay for my teeth, my car still is not fixed, I still have a failing grade in one of my classes. But my attitude has definitely changed cos aaaaaaaaaaa’ve got a feeling….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;This is a faithful saying: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;For if we died with Him,We shall also live with Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;If we endure, We shall also reign with Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;If we deny Him,He also will deny us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;If we are faithless, He remains faithful; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;He cannot deny Himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;2 Timothy 2:11-13&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/4177747938435625498-4922472698285580424?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/4922472698285580424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=4922472698285580424' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4922472698285580424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4922472698285580424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/11/aaaahve-got-feeling.html' title='aaaah&apos;ve got a feeling!!'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-980023852193278643</id><published>2008-11-02T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T00:22:15.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For Simeon...</title><content type='html'>Hi! My name is ***** and I am a procrastinator....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received an honest blogger award from &lt;a href="http://simeoneomobaba.blogspot.com/"&gt;Simeon&lt;/a&gt; ages ago and I have been too caught up to do a proper speech and he STILL gave me another award last week.&lt;br /&gt;And may I mention I was at the top of both lists? Yea yea he says it’s in no particular order but I beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, in the interest of time, I am going to consolidate (I think I just revealed my profession with that word lol) both speeches into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SQ5-YObHGLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/uRNgG9qvLRU/s1600-h/blog_award.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264283969096456370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SQ5-YObHGLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/uRNgG9qvLRU/s200/blog_award.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SQ5-mhbeb3I/AAAAAAAAACY/mveLoWAepX0/s1600-h/blog_love_award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264284214716428146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SQ5-mhbeb3I/AAAAAAAAACY/mveLoWAepX0/s200/blog_love_award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SQ5-YObHGLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/uRNgG9qvLRU/s1600-h/blog_award.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loooooooooove blogville, it is the best community that I have ever been forced, okay maybe forced is a strong word, greatly encouraged? Yea I think that works. Blogville is the best community I have ever been greatly encouraged to join and I am so glad I allowed myself to be encouraged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby tag everybody on my blog roll. You know who you is… you all are on my blog roll because I love your blog and I would not love it if I did not think you were honest……How’s that for creativity??? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VOTD&lt;br /&gt;6 Now I know that the LORD saves his anointed;&lt;br /&gt;he answers him from his holy heaven&lt;br /&gt;with the saving power of his right hand. Some trust in chariots and some in horses,&lt;br /&gt;but we trust in the name of the LORD our God. They are brought to their knees and fall,&lt;br /&gt;but we rise up and stand firm.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 20:6-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-980023852193278643?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/980023852193278643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=980023852193278643' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/980023852193278643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/980023852193278643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-simeon.html' title='For Simeon...'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SQ5-YObHGLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/uRNgG9qvLRU/s72-c/blog_award.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-6129652734837719816</id><published>2008-10-23T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:40:19.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Girls don’t cry</title><content type='html'>Oh wow. Its been forever since I came around these parts. Life has been showing me the best and worst it has to offer. You know the point where one part of your life is going so well while another part is completely falling apart? I am so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to talk about but I am trying not to make this a super long post. So I’ll summarize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Mexico gist as I promised. I really have no words to describe what happened over there. We were on a humanitarian missions’ trip so our focus was on helping. We visited this place called &lt;em&gt;shanti(sp?)&lt;/em&gt; It is actually a community of homeless people who decide live together in land abandoned by the government. They build houses with anything they can find: Sticks, tires, aluminum. The funny thing is there are many of these communities. One of the ones we visited was actually built on sewer water. Oh the stench!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenge was to show compassion and not pity because these people had self pride. You could almost hear them say,” don’t feel sorry for me, I have accepted my circumstances”. There were girls with their nails painted and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a lot to make me cry but mehn when I saw a baby with a trash bag as a diaper? Kai that was too much for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Miracles: Our God is awesome, we thought we were going there to witness the transformation of people’s lives but He flipped the script on us. Not one member of our team came back untouched. Not to mention the salvation stories. Each person was asked to share their testimony at different times and after each time there would always be someone who would come up to us and say “what you just shared is exactly what I am going through” it was as if He handpicked us for this purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not even going to go into the “little” things God did. I find it quite difficult to pray aloud with people and I am also absolutely terrified of dogs (my bf has a Chihuahua and I am scared of him, that’s how bad it is). So why was my first assignment in Mexico to pray with one lady at the shanti with HUGE dogs running around? I did it!!! I don’t know where the strength came from but it came. I didn’t even notice the dog until I felt the cold nose on my leg and I didn’t scream!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is already getting long so I’ll stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I am not trying to take over &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/omosewa.blogspot.com"&gt;omosewa's&lt;/a&gt; job but &lt;a href="http://www.folaanddeji.com/"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; are my personal people. I am so excited for their wedding (my second aso-ebi experience!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing well, I am going to make the rounds soon. I wonder what I have missed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Each one should test his own actions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Then he can take pride in himself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;without comparing himself to somebody else, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;for each one should carry his own load. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gal 6:4&amp;amp;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&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/4177747938435625498-6129652734837719816?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/6129652734837719816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=6129652734837719816' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/6129652734837719816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/6129652734837719816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-girls-dont-cry.html' title='Big Girls don’t cry'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-4604659022480681295</id><published>2008-09-30T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:00:36.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>aaahhh!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes!!  time finally...it feels as if right after i got back from mexico..the pace of my life picked up like crazy. As in,  I havent even had time to wash my hair(is that TMI?)&lt;br /&gt;the only reason i can do this now is cos i got out of class early tonight yipee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; so much to say, so little time...Mexico was off the hizzy fo shizzy, God showed up like only He could. I will put up pics later, when i get settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i will continue the matt 5,6,7 message bible series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is matt 5:13-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Let me tell you why you are here. You're here to be salt-seasoning that brings out the God-flavors of this earth. If you lose your saltiness, how will people taste godliness? You've lost your usefulness and will end up in the garbage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Here's another way to put it: You're here to be light, bringing out the God-colors in the world. God is not a secret to be kept. We're going public with this, as public as a city on a hill. If I make you light-bearers, you don't think I'm going to hide you under a bucket, do you? I'm putting you on a light stand. Now that I've put you there on a hilltop, on a light stand—shine! Keep open house; be generous with your lives. By opening up to others, you'll prompt people to open up with God, this generous Father in heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*P.S Simeon thank you for my award..i will do a speechy later when i have more time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-4604659022480681295?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/4604659022480681295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=4604659022480681295' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4604659022480681295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4604659022480681295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/09/aaahhh.html' title='aaahhh!!!'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-9084972547721761858</id><published>2008-09-17T18:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:08:04.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope you Dance....</title><content type='html'>That’s the title of one very amazing song by Lee Ann Womack (yes,I like country music). YouTube it..its worth the effort. I heard the song and it got me thinking about fear and how it cripples a lot of people(me included)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countless times I have killed my expectations, telling myself maybe God doesn’t want me to have it when in reality I am really afraid  to keep believing.  Bishop made a statement on Sunday that cracked me up but the truth in it was really hard to ignore. He was talking about how you meet a 35 yr old single woman and she says “I don’t think I am called to be married” and he goes “I bet you she did not say that when she was 20”. LOLL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;How many times have you given up on a dream because it did not happen when you expected it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how I am writing about fear and the butterflies in my tummy are doing summersaults..lol. It’s as if they are mocking me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared because things are changing rapidly around me and I feel like I don’t have time to catch my breath.&lt;br /&gt;I am also terrified because I do not know what to expect in MX this weekend. I am just believing that God is going to show up in a crazy way!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I have to rush to class now. (I really hope this post made sense cos I seriously did not have time to edit) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;For the vision is yet for an appointed time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but at the end it shall speak, and not lie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; though it tarry, wait for it;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; because it will surely come, it will not tarry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;( does anyone else see how it says though it tarry but then says it shall not tarry?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-9084972547721761858?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/9084972547721761858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=9084972547721761858' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/9084972547721761858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/9084972547721761858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-hope-you-dance.html' title='I hope you Dance....'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-8411154920933257006</id><published>2008-09-11T05:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T06:03:43.894-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing in the Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Apparently there is a storm headed my way..well actually south Texas, it’s been raining all day for 2 days now. As a result, Mexico got postponed which is such a blessing because I am currently sick as a dog. I don’t know how I would have made it if we were still scheduled to leave tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My pastor ( yea the same one from last week) said something that has been stuck with me ever since. He was talking about relationships/friendships, his exact words were “You are in your twenties; you don’t have time for surface relationships anymore” he went on to say that any relationship in which we  are afraid to be who we really are has to go, as in deuces, au revoir, bye-bye, peace out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I spent a lot of time yesterday talking to someone about my fear and feelings (which is a first for me) and it felt liberating. I know you are going to read this so I’m saying thanks for being in my life and thank you for my 1 year rule..I don’t know if I’ll follow it sha but anyhooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I became a huge fan of The Message bible when I read Matthew 5,6,7 in it.  I figured I’d post it up here in sections instead of the verse of the day. First up, Matthew 5:3-12 a.k.a  The beatitudes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3"You're blessed when you're at the end of your rope. With less of you there is more of God and his rule.&lt;br /&gt; 4"You're blessed when you feel you've lost what is most dear to you. Only then can you be embraced by the One most dear to you.&lt;br /&gt; 5"You're blessed when you're content with just who you are—no more, no less. That's the moment you find yourselves proud owners of everything that can't be bought.&lt;br /&gt; 6"You're blessed when you've worked up a good appetite for God. He's food and drink in the best meal you'll ever eat.&lt;br /&gt; 7"You're blessed when you care. At the moment of being 'care-full,' you find yourselves cared for.&lt;br /&gt; 8"You're blessed when you get your inside world—your mind and heart—put right. Then you can see God in the outside world.&lt;br /&gt; 9"You're blessed when you can show people how to cooperate instead of compete or fight. That's when you discover who you really are, and your place in God's family.&lt;br /&gt; 10"You're blessed when your commitment to God provokes persecution. The persecution drives you even deeper into God's kingdom.&lt;br /&gt; 11-12"Not only that—count yourselves blessed every time people put you down or throw you out or speak lies about you to discredit me. What it means is that the truth is too close for comfort and they are uncomfortable. You can be glad when that happens—give a cheer, even!—for though they don't like it, I do! And all heaven applauds. And know that you are in good company. My prophets and witnesses have always gotten into this kind of trouble.&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/4177747938435625498-8411154920933257006?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/8411154920933257006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=8411154920933257006' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/8411154920933257006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/8411154920933257006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/09/blessing-in-storm.html' title='Blessing in the Storm'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-761310335453300629</id><published>2008-09-07T17:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:02:45.537-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all about Capacity</title><content type='html'>I honestly believe T.D Jakes is one of the greatest preachers of our time.  Today’s service was just awesome. I personally marvel at his ability to take a bible verse/story that I’ve heard so many times and make me see something new. We read the story of the Israelites and manna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The focus was on Exodus 16:17&amp;amp;18&lt;br /&gt;Then the children of Israel did so and gathered, some more, some less.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So when they measured it by omers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;he who gathered much had nothing left over, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and he who gathered little had no lack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Every man had gathered according to each one’s need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of the story was that everyone had their need met. If it took six loaves of manna to satisfy a man, then six is what he got. If it took half a loaf then half is what he got. God does not overstuff us with his provisions. He gives you just as much as you need to be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So the question is how hungry are you?  What will it take to satisfy you? Are you a half loafer or a six loafer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that when next I see someone with six loaves, I don't  need to get envious or jealous because I only have half a loaf, I need to get HUNGRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I vow to increase my capacity and get hungry. I intend to stop limiting God and realize that He is bigger than anything I can ever think or imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;P.S This probably my last post before Mexico, this weekend. Please pray that everything goes well and also for the people we will be ministering to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-761310335453300629?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/761310335453300629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=761310335453300629' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/761310335453300629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/761310335453300629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-all-about-capacity.html' title='Its all about Capacity'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-29612619193676207</id><published>2008-09-02T19:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T20:15:24.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a superwoman</title><content type='html'>I am a superwoman.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am&lt;br /&gt;Yes she is&lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m a mess&lt;br /&gt;I still put on a vest&lt;br /&gt;With an S on my chest&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes&lt;br /&gt;I’m a Superwoman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard that song on the radio, this weekend and I could not stop thinking about how true it is. No matter what it is we are going through, life goes on. The world does not stop because I am depressed or lonely or broke. I still have to fulfill my daily obligations. How annoying is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, church on Friday was awesome. My pastor always says “someone is going to be delivered tonight” whenever he really gets into the word. I think last Friday was my day of deliverance. I have to do a whole post on that sermon real soon. The best part of the sermon was when he said that we, as young adults need to be delivered from the false believe that we will ever get to a place in our life where everything will be just perfect. The reason why Paul says in the New Testament that we will be seated in heavenly places with our Father is because we don’t get to take a seat on earth…our Christian walk is meant to be a continuous process/journey to get to our destination so it’s supposed to be full of ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I went to my first traditional wedding where I was a “friend of the bride” we even had aso ebi and alla that. My nigeiranness was seriously challenged. First I got the gele and I was like err what am I supposed to do with it? Thank God for one lady that helped me tie it. The other part was when we had to dance as the bride was coming out, I donno how to dance so I just looked awkward in the line as everybody else was dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of my gele..i haven’t decided if I am going to be an anonymous blogger yet so I will take the pic down after a while( wateva, Jaycee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SL3Hem17AwI/AAAAAAAAABg/mtgpXLAyvZQ/s1600-h/gele.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week marks the beginning of the fall TV season. wohooo!!(See my life?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;A wise man fears and departs from evil, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But a fool rages and is self-confident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Prov 14:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4177747938435625498-29612619193676207?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/29612619193676207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=29612619193676207' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/29612619193676207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/29612619193676207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-superwoman_02.html' title='I am a superwoman'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-3953130230002130325</id><published>2008-08-29T17:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T18:26:32.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom Friday</title><content type='html'>I just realized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am addicted to the internet.  I was without internet for the past 2 days and I honestly did not know what to do with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is going to be quite busy with a lot of social activity.&lt;br /&gt; I have no intention of doing any school work this weekend and I kind of feel sorry for myself&lt;br /&gt;I need time management skills or I am going to be in some serious trouble this semester&lt;br /&gt;People in blogville are kinda cool. All these people that I don’t know offering me words of kindness…yaay for the body of Christ&lt;br /&gt;I am growing up..The things that used to bother me don’t even faze me anymore..God is good&lt;br /&gt;I have to return a bunch of calls this weekend or I am going to be minus three or four friends..forgive me guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like being a blogger, it’s a whole new world and I am learning so much plus my writing is getting much better..I hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite love songs are the ones about heart break; you know the ones where you can feel the singer’s pain. As in, you are right there with her. You almost want to ask Whitney/Mariah/Toni (whoever it is at the moment), &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;“Girl, how you know my ex?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have to work out this weekend. This weight gain is no longer funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks from today, at this exact time, I will be in Reynosa doing the work of my Father. yeaaaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;                                                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VOTD(Thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://zayzee.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Uzezi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Since you are precious and honored in my sight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and because I love you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I will give men in exchange for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and people in exchange for your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Isaiah 43:4&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/4177747938435625498-3953130230002130325?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/3953130230002130325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=3953130230002130325' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3953130230002130325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3953130230002130325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/08/freedom-friday.html' title='Freedom Friday'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-5236200561790706258</id><published>2008-08-25T19:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:07:22.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I get down, He lifts me up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Every time I hear that song it makes me feel 6 years old all over again. I almost want to get up and do the dance. Anyhoo, I am feeling much better today. I reread yesterday’s post and I am like wow, I was in a pretty dark place. I am almost tempted to delete the post but I won’t cos it will defeat the purpose of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the first time I publicly admitted that I had mood issues and boy am I glad I did. I feel more equipped and ready to fight this thing. In the words of Kirk Franklin “I am ready for the fight of my life”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea , bring it on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But You, O LORD, are a shield for me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;My glory and the One who lifts up my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Psalm 3:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-5236200561790706258?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/5236200561790706258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=5236200561790706258' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/5236200561790706258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/5236200561790706258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-get-down-he-lifts-me-up.html' title='I get down, He lifts me up'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-7820737584681529166</id><published>2008-08-24T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:54:54.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes life aint so good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a very strange weekend. I really do not understand these past 48 hours. I started off this weekend being extremely excited for my first missions meeting. The meeting went well but then after that I don’t know what happened and I just started feeling really really down. Actually I do know what happened, I got attacked..and no I am not one of those overly spiritual people that blame the devil for everything, but I am wise enough to recognize an attack when I see one. I have this cloud over me that I cannot explain along with this overwhelming feeling of loneliness that’s just sapping away my energy. I couldn’t even make it to church this morning and I stayed in bed till 6pm. The problem with being in this kind of mood is that It begins to affect you physically. I started to feel sick. I finally decided to get up and go grocery shopping since all I had in my fridge was cheese and on my way back from the store, I heard this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1FdB5Adws78"&gt;song&lt;/a&gt; on the radio and I just lost it. So here I am in the middle of traffic with meat and plantain in my backseat and tears streaming down my face and I have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I know this is an attack is I have no reason to be sad. On the contrary, I should be excited, it’s the first week of the fall semester, I am much closer to my second degree. Also, in about 3 weeks, I will be standing in Mexico doing something I have always wanted to do and experiencing God in a whole new way. So why am I sad? The thing is, I struggle with mood swings and I guess I am having one of my episodes. I don’t like it, I am working through it, and I definitely believe I will be free of it but until such a time as that occurs, I have no choice but to ride it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;VOTD&lt;br /&gt;I will be glad and rejoice in your love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;for you saw my affliction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and knew the anguish of my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;PS 31:7&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/4177747938435625498-7820737584681529166?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/7820737584681529166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=7820737584681529166' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/7820737584681529166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/7820737584681529166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/08/sometimes-life-aint-so-good.html' title='Sometimes life aint so good...'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-2326805314535942071</id><published>2008-08-18T21:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:05:19.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea without Sugar</title><content type='html'>I am on a diet and I don’t know how that happened. It all started when I went to put on my favorite pair of jeans and they won’t button up. Did I mention it was at 6.30am and I was getting ready for work? I had to think up a new outfit in under 5 mins. I was seriously vexed in my spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal is seven pounds by the end of august. So here’s to lots of sugarless green tea and little to no carbs. Fuuuuuuuuun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally think the Olympics are a collection of life lessons. Every competitor has a  story that I believe is just there to make you reflect. My favorite story is Dara Torres, the 41 year old swimming champion (who, by the way, went to my Alma mater, Go Gators!!!). During her interview, she made a statement that resonated within my spirit; “You can’t put a time limit on your dreams” and how true is that? God is the only one that knows the whens and hows and I need to fully trust Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the last week before the fall semester starts which means Christmas is coming yaaay!!! Which reminds me, someone needs to figure out what she’s doing over thanksgiving break so I can figure out what I am doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really not a fan of rap but I love &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lecrae"&gt;Lecrae&lt;/a&gt; and the 116 clique. (116 is Romans 1:16), every song is a like a mini sermon. Amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be awesome week because God says so!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;For ye have need of patience, that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;after ye have done the will of God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ye might receive the promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hebrews 10:36&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/4177747938435625498-2326805314535942071?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/2326805314535942071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=2326805314535942071' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2326805314535942071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2326805314535942071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/08/tea-without-sugar.html' title='Tea without Sugar'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-4875968001376924232</id><published>2008-08-14T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:06:51.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How u gonna win...</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day. First, I finally saw my grades and I did great, so I guess they won’t be kicking me out anytime soon..lol .&lt;br /&gt;Second, I came back to my apartment and my power was back. Yaay!!!. I just had a spring in my step all day and it got me thinking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Why is my outlook on life so dependent on external circumstances?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I have just been in a mood these past couple of days all because things were not going my way. Snapping at people, screening calls (my personal favorite whenever I sulk). I even refused to return a couple of calls because I did not “feel like it”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago, I decided to work on becoming a person of integrity; letting my yes be yes and no be no, obviously these moods don’t help matters. The worst part is trying to explain to all these people why I did not keep to my word *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely need to do better. My actions are not lining up with my words. I tell people God is in control yet I don’t believe it. Cos you see, if I TRULY believed it, I would not be fazed by the little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the revelation for the day is that I really need to stop talking about it and start being about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;For if the trumpet give an uncertain sound, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;who shall prepare himself to the battle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;1 Cor 14:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*P.S big ups to whoever can complete the title(hint: its from a song )&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/4177747938435625498-4875968001376924232?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/4875968001376924232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=4875968001376924232' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4875968001376924232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/4875968001376924232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-u-gonna-win.html' title='How u gonna win...'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-660365838765419069</id><published>2008-08-11T21:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:49:58.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NEPA in America</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;see me se trouble and my apartment people o! I came home from work today(mind you, i went straight from the airport to work, so technically i have been up since 5am) and I have no electricity.. and since I have been out of town for days all my food has gone bad. I cant  even go and complain  because the office is closed.&lt;br /&gt;and no its not because i did not pay my bill...according to my roomie, we are switching electric companies and there is no overlap. The new company is not supposed to take over till mid august(even though I paid for the whole of august).  I am soo upset its not even funny... needless to say there shall be an angry black woman at the leasing office tomorrow morning. As in , what nonsense???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo this was not the post for today. I had something else planned but I can’t focus so I am going to bed..  Thank God I have family in town so I have somewhere to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                                                                         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Do everything without complaining or arguing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so that you may become blameless and pure, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;in which you shine like stars in the universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Phil 2:14&amp;amp;15&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/4177747938435625498-660365838765419069?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/660365838765419069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=660365838765419069' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/660365838765419069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/660365838765419069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/08/nepa-in-america.html' title='NEPA in America'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-6098615086886460449</id><published>2008-08-08T19:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T19:15:52.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Love spell</title><content type='html'>I am currently on my way home for my brother’s graduation. I forgot about the stupid no liquids rule and had to throw away my beloved VS body splash..and it was lovespell!!! I am sooo pissed right now but at least they dinna take my expensive perfume…I woulda just cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  had quite the birthday, my new coworkers had a mini welcome/birthday party for me and &lt;a href="http://light-her-lamp.blogspot.com/"&gt;J*****&lt;/a&gt; (asterisks assure anonymity) sent me a cake. So, for the first time in my life I had 2 birthday cakes and it just might be 3 cos I think my fam is planning something for when I get home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my job, I love it so far, my new coworkers are soo nice, my new boss is awesome he gave me time off  to go home this weekend even though I just started. I think the best part of the whole deal is I got invited to be part of a Beth Moore bible study every thursday. I absolutely adore Beth Moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is also grade day..i find out my grades for my first semester of  graduate school today.  I am not too worried abt my management class but accounting, I have no idea…that final was haaaaaaaaaaaard. I have to make at least a B or I will be on academic probation …can you say pressure???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my opinion that God is the best artist, the clouds from way up here are just beautiful…I always wondered how they feel..fluffy? solid? Cold?  Wet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a GREAT weekend and I can’t wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;VOTD(inspired by my view)&lt;br /&gt;The earth is the LORD's, and everything in it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; the world, and all who live in it;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 24:1&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/4177747938435625498-6098615086886460449?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/6098615086886460449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=6098615086886460449' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/6098615086886460449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/6098615086886460449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/08/bye-bye-love-spell.html' title='Bye Bye Love spell'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-9198057612782092952</id><published>2008-08-06T02:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T00:21:31.147-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a new season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It’s my birthday&lt;br /&gt;And as I look back&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help but be thankful&lt;br /&gt;I have come so far&lt;br /&gt;And it’s all by His grace&lt;br /&gt;I am Happy, I am healthy and I am sane&lt;br /&gt;So here’s to a new year, new experiences,&lt;br /&gt;and new adventures in Him&lt;br /&gt;It’s a celebration people cos I am almost 25&lt;br /&gt;wohoooo!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Teach us to number our days aright, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;that we may gain a heart of wisdom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Psalm 90:12&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/4177747938435625498-9198057612782092952?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/9198057612782092952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=9198057612782092952' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/9198057612782092952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/9198057612782092952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-i-think-about-lord-covenant-gospel.html' title='Its a new season'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-2565202057650595758</id><published>2008-08-03T22:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:19:36.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to you</title><content type='html'>Yea you&lt;br /&gt;My sister from another mister&lt;br /&gt;The one who changes her facebook picture&lt;br /&gt;Every time she logs on&lt;br /&gt;The one who dominates my wall&lt;br /&gt;Every time she writes on it&lt;br /&gt;You are such an outstanding woman of God&lt;br /&gt;Your enthusiasm for life is so contagious&lt;br /&gt;And your passion for Him is truly unparalleled&lt;br /&gt;This year shall be the beginning of greater things for you&lt;br /&gt;Keep doing what you do&lt;br /&gt;The King is enamored by you&lt;br /&gt;And so am I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, love!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;VOTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;A man of many companions may come to ruin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Proverbs 18:24&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/4177747938435625498-2565202057650595758?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/2565202057650595758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=2565202057650595758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2565202057650595758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2565202057650595758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/08/dedicated-to-you.html' title='Dedicated to you'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-6676194225458410447</id><published>2008-07-31T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T01:28:05.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday!!!</title><content type='html'>Friday has got to be my absolute favoritest day ever.. Not only is it the end of the school/work week. I also get to &lt;a href="http://www.tercblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;terc&lt;/a&gt; and do &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mybrickcity"&gt;brickhouse&lt;/a&gt;. I don’t know if it’s possible to be addicted to spiritual experiences but I think I am there. There is this kind of high I get after service that makes me just yearn for the next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo the book of Obadiah was read yesterday. Pretty hardcore stuff I gotta say. Its twenty one verses on how God is going to destroy the people of Edom because they messed with the Israelites. I mean like detailed descriptions of each single calamity that is going to befall them. I was quite excited when I got to verse 17 near then end and it said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But upon mount Zion shall be deliverance, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and there shall be holiness; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and the house of Jacob shall possess their possessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I vividly remember this verse from when I was growing up. It was always used to illustrate how God always steps in and restores what the enemy has stolen. It made sense in my head. This book is there to let me know, in great detail if I might add, how God is the ultimate deliverer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imagine my surprise when I read the summary thing that my bible gives and it said this book was a lesson about pride. Say what? Apparently the Edomites were prideful and God was trying to show them that He was actually the One in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This got me thinking about how many times I read a bible story and automatically assume the position of the protagonist. Nobody reads the story of David and thinks they are the Goliath…Or the Judas. It just never happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the lesson in this is to not be so one sided about everything. I need to get in the habit of objectively examining my “issues”. It is very possible I might not be as “innocent” as I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-6676194225458410447?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/6676194225458410447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=6676194225458410447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/6676194225458410447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/6676194225458410447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/07/friday.html' title='Friday!!!'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-1690995085832334235</id><published>2008-07-30T04:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T05:09:01.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Arbitrary thots....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sooo I guess I lied, yesterday was &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; a one post kind of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It turned out to be a good day; I visited my cousin who I had not seen in years. I got to meet his wife and kids for the first time. Everything was fine until his 6 year old daughter went “aunty, when are you getting married?” even the little children too??? *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I just witnessed my first real life domestic violence episode. My roomie and her bf were having an argument. The boy was livid, as in, you needed to hear how he was yelling, even got me scared in my bedroom. I was so ready to dial that 911 the minute I heard stuff flying. Chut! I don’t play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my roommate, that’s how last night I was in my room, she was in the living room with her friends. Next thing, I heard a knock on my door. I thought it was her so I was like “come in” I see this dude standing in my door all smiles, and I go “err hello?” he replies “ I just wanted to introduce myself, I heard you were Nigerian I am Nigerian too” mind you, I was in bed in my short shorts and my 2 dollar satin sleep cap looking all kinds of a hot mess. Mehn! I felt so violated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally turned in my application for Mexico. So it’s semi-official. I am going on a mission’s trip! I am mucho excited. It’s off to borders, today, to get a ‘Spanish for travelers book” I can’t wait to see the awesome things that God is going to do…ahhhh!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Verse of the Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We know that we have passed from death to life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;because we love our brothers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Anyone who does not love remains in death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;1 John 3:14 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-1690995085832334235?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/1690995085832334235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=1690995085832334235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/1690995085832334235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/1690995085832334235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/07/arbitrary-thots.html' title='Arbitrary thots....'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-2605226286185881544</id><published>2008-07-29T11:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T12:17:39.950-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Happy  week before Birthday to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today seems like a two post kind of day. I think its because I have a lot of time on my hands seeing as I don’t start work till next Monday. ( the day before my birthday , if I might add)&lt;br /&gt;So I was reading lamentations 3(I am doing this thing where I read the non-popular books in the bible. I want to know what Nahum, Obadiah, Habakkuk , Zephaniah and the like have to say to me)Anyways, As I was saying, I came across this bible verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Lamentations 3:23&lt;br /&gt;Who can speak and have it happen&lt;br /&gt;if the Lord has not decreed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was as if I had a new revelation because, you see, every time my birthday approaches I get into these moods where I start reflecting err moaning about my life. You know, the typical woeisme nobody knows the troubles I’ve seen kind of reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This verse opened my eyes to the fact that even though I can attribute all my troubles to physical things like the government, the economy, my parents, the people that hurt me, the teacher that did not round up my final grade so I could not get into the grad program I wanted. NONE of these things happened without the express approval of God, as in, He allowed these things happen. This realization just floored me. I especially knew God was trying to tell me something when the next verse I read, in an &lt;em&gt;entirely&lt;/em&gt; different book, I might add had this to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Seek the peace and prosperity of the city &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;to which I have carried you into exile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pray to the Lord for it, because if it prospers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;you too will prosper. Jeremiah 29:7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just knew I had to stop my “reflecting” and start praising. God orchestrated the series of events that led to my present situation and He wants me to flourish therein. How deep is that? So today is the day I have decided to be fully present in the present, not thinking of the past or waiting on the future. Just living each day as it comes by faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-2605226286185881544?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/2605226286185881544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=2605226286185881544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2605226286185881544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/2605226286185881544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-week-before-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy  week before Birthday to me'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-3571326379023404816</id><published>2008-07-28T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T06:18:39.245-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not my hair</title><content type='html'>I was bored and decided to do one of those online quiz thingys. Quite an awesome way to pass time if you ask me. I also had a few good laughs.&lt;br /&gt;soo here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put Your iTunes/ Music player on Shuffle. For each question, press the next button to get your answer. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER WHAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY” YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;Karma Alicia keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;very true…I do believe in Karma) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br /&gt;Imagine me Kirk Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(sooo on point..wow does this really work?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Moving Mountains Usher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(no comments)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Its going down T.R.U.E.L.I.F.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;You are living word Fred Hammond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Still in Love by Kirk Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(ok this game is getting scary)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;One night only dream girls soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Ooook??? Maybe cos I moved away?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;Some random dbanj song, I think its called funk e up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN&lt;br /&gt;God’s got it all in control by Tamela mann/kurt carr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(this is what I say when I worry and I do worry a lot so I guess its true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t it rain by Donald Lawrence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(err no idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;A thousand pains by Vickie winans/prezence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(woww!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;The One by India Arie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(chei!!! …I don’t like anyone right now so I guess no need to get nervous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Kissing a fool by Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(*sigh* no need to even explain further)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Thankful by Mary Mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Very true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Suga mama by beyonce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(LOLLLLLL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Quando Quando Qaundo by Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;( I can see that…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;No weapon by Fred Hammond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Amen!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Thou Most High by Cece Winans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;E don Happen by P square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;Wait By lecrae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(OMG!!!!!...this is like my own personal palm reading)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Summer Wind by Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(true true.. seeing as my friends are all far away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SHOULD YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;I am not my hair by india Arie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4177747938435625498-3571326379023404816?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/3571326379023404816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=3571326379023404816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3571326379023404816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3571326379023404816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-not-my-hair.html' title='I am not my hair'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177747938435625498.post-3765575574632276028</id><published>2008-07-28T12:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T19:46:57.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here.....</title><content type='html'>I hear writing is therapeutic so i am here to find out for my self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am in a good place to start a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New city, new job, new school, new friends??? ( not too sure about that yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not the world's best writer so expect run-on sentences, bad punctuation e.t.c&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be fun!!!!! (i hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Verse of the Day&lt;br /&gt;Lamentation 3:22&lt;br /&gt;Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed&lt;br /&gt;for his compassions never fail. &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/4177747938435625498-3765575574632276028?l=gllady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/feeds/3765575574632276028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4177747938435625498&amp;postID=3765575574632276028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3765575574632276028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4177747938435625498/posts/default/3765575574632276028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gllady.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-here.html' title='I&apos;m here.....'/><author><name>Reverence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455597687735108379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kQ4v7xNs7vw/SI3-SbuUp2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dHlm8QwVUxA/S220/reverence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
