<?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-12857686</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:48:12.520-03:00</updated><title type='text'>That's The Real Deal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-4795766389736817037</id><published>2010-09-11T15:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T21:35:49.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ocean of Love</title><content type='html'>An ocean of love running in the distance&lt;br /&gt;Waves of the water changing direction&lt;br /&gt;The tide turns into another time place distance and space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears on my pillow missing your touch&lt;br /&gt;Longing to see your smile&lt;br /&gt;So confused my heart aches&lt;br /&gt;Longing to touch you only you feel out of reach&lt;br /&gt;Half your heart is what I have&lt;br /&gt;It hurts so bad to have it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is lost inside is my soul&lt;br /&gt;Incomplete without your presence&lt;br /&gt;There's a life out there for me&lt;br /&gt;The question remains is there a life out there for us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You caught my eye on that magic moment&lt;br /&gt;My heart and soul has lit up the day you came into my life&lt;br /&gt;I can't  do anything or feel something when our worlds are so disconnected&lt;br /&gt;I really want to run but really want to work this out&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be closer to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bridge to cross treads heavy waters&lt;br /&gt;The waves of the heart have made an ocean of love&lt;br /&gt;Wishing we could fly away and get lost together.&lt;br /&gt;Escaping to an island of love where destiny will hold the key&lt;br /&gt;The wings of love soar in the distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shining star that lights up the night&lt;br /&gt;Take us to the comet of love&lt;br /&gt;To a universe of delight that is destined to be&lt;br /&gt;With and eternity of you and me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-4795766389736817037?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4795766389736817037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=4795766389736817037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/4795766389736817037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/4795766389736817037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2010/09/ocean-of-love.html' title='An Ocean of Love'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-7890594377206399372</id><published>2010-09-11T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T15:28:00.928-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Path To Be</title><content type='html'>Lovers to Friends&lt;br /&gt;Sadness to happiness&lt;br /&gt;Rain to Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Tears to Laughter&lt;br /&gt;Solitude to Freedom&lt;br /&gt;Questions to Answers&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts to Actions&lt;br /&gt;Strength to believe&lt;br /&gt;Truth no longer a stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to an experience&lt;br /&gt;Sinisism to Optimism&lt;br /&gt;Anger to lessons&lt;br /&gt;A distant road leads to a new hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming home from that long journey&lt;br /&gt;On the  way to  better days&lt;br /&gt;Smiles of friends and family shining there guiding lights&lt;br /&gt;United we remain in hopes of new road leading to a new beginnings&lt;br /&gt;Arms wide open embracing the birth of a new chapter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message in the heart never to be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;Watching is soar and running back for more&lt;br /&gt;Free to believe what is real&lt;br /&gt;No more drama to be revealed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-7890594377206399372?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-4108486640663939458</id><published>2010-09-06T19:27:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:19:22.065-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment in Time</title><content type='html'>One moment in time can turn into a lifetime of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;One moment in time can comfort life's pain.&lt;br /&gt;One moment in time can bring fright and fear&lt;br /&gt;One moment in time can bring a smile to happiness&lt;br /&gt;One moment in time can make and everlasting love blossom to a lifetime of dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gift of life is an never ending tale we write each day.&lt;br /&gt;The pages are blank and filled each day with our moments in time.&lt;br /&gt;The pages turn but the future remains unwritten.&lt;br /&gt;The tale makes us laugh, cry, mad, sad, and spins us to a world of uncertain emotion.&lt;br /&gt;That emotion is a lesson that gives you knowledge that you never knew of and strength to make you stronger and wiser than you ever were bringing you closer to once was an unreachable dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;life's&lt;/span&gt; mystery is a key we all hold.&lt;br /&gt;Each day we unlock new adventures create new memories  let go of haunting pasts and heal wounds that have cut  deep into the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wheel of fortune that we spin everyday in hopes that it leads to a win.&lt;br /&gt;It looks black and white and the next thing you know you see in colour.&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to know where the road will go and what new moment it brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer turns to Winter and seasons forever change.&lt;br /&gt;One thing that still remains is that life will come pouring through once the light of your soul&lt;br /&gt;shines deep in all that you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing you know you unlock the dream and open the door wanting more and more.&lt;br /&gt;The chapter is written and the storybook of life continues with an ever changing ending.&lt;br /&gt;With a future that remains unwritten and destiny completing the ending&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-4108486640663939458?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4108486640663939458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=4108486640663939458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/4108486640663939458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/4108486640663939458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2010/09/moment-in-time.html' title='A moment in Time'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-1099925699751704574</id><published>2010-09-05T13:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T13:30:35.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Angelic Soul</title><content type='html'>Angel of God given to us as a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;The being of your spirit shined so bright into the hearts and soul of everyone you brought into your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smile and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wisdom&lt;/span&gt; always drew everyone around you.&lt;br /&gt;You were faced with an evil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;demond&lt;/span&gt; and fought with all your might to concur it's pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night your fight came to and end. God opened his arms and swept you away from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pain has ended and ours begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have lost our angelic friend mother daughter and sister. God has gained another angel&lt;br /&gt;Our tears will run dry and turn into smiles knowing that you are looking down upon us today and everyday to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My world was blessed having known you. Your pain is over and our hearts filled with sorrow. Your strength and courage will forever live in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;You were truly  a blessing given to all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you lie in the arms of an angel that will comfort you as you rest peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;In Gods hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-1099925699751704574?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/1099925699751704574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=1099925699751704574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/1099925699751704574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/1099925699751704574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2010/09/angelic-soul.html' title='Angelic Soul'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-6634999683785729900</id><published>2010-09-05T12:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T13:52:55.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent  Love</title><content type='html'>Our world is silenced. Our love so real.&lt;br /&gt;Longing to see your smile or hear your voice.&lt;br /&gt;Darkened days and lonely nights. I fight to keep you with me.&lt;br /&gt;Your miles away and out of reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want our love to be a place you can come to always.&lt;br /&gt;Our love is with boarders that can't be broken down.&lt;br /&gt;Hearts are breaking when it's love we should be making.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is just an illusion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;saddened&lt;/span&gt; by all this confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seed was planted to watch our love grow.&lt;br /&gt;What will become of our love? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Is this&lt;/span&gt; a lesson in love?&lt;br /&gt;Do you need to escape the fears that lie in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers seemed so clear but now so full of uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My amour I remember that magical moment as if it was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It is locked in my heart along with my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;You have the key to unlock my sadness and open up my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel you touch you in my dreams. I want to hold you in my arms and feel your love warm my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me forever let the journey of love take us on an never ending path.&lt;br /&gt;That is with you loving me and me loving you for a lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-6634999683785729900?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/6634999683785729900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=6634999683785729900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/6634999683785729900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/6634999683785729900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2010/09/silent-love.html' title='Silent  Love'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-660996388271480414</id><published>2009-07-29T06:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T06:42:22.525-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk Away</title><content type='html'>Walk Away there will be no forever&lt;br /&gt;Walk Away this heart is not your defender&lt;br /&gt;Walk away tomorrow has lost this endeavor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears fall like rain reasoning to let go of this pain&lt;br /&gt;The heart  tries to make right of this wrong&lt;br /&gt;How could you shut the door to your heart&lt;br /&gt;Those loving eyes filled with deceit  blinded by your brilliant disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every corner turned leads to another unanswered question&lt;br /&gt;Why love was doubted how could you could give into your fears of doubt&lt;br /&gt;How could this be that this was not mean to be&lt;br /&gt;How could you love endlessly and leave a soul  empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk Away for tomorrow is gone&lt;br /&gt;Walk way for this beginning has ended for a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Walk away this dream has turned into a time to forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loosing the memory of is what I need to do&lt;br /&gt;Love was never welcomed in your heart and does not live in my memory anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door has closed and this chapter has ended but the pain lingers on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by way I walk away and look to the day when your memory fades away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-660996388271480414?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/660996388271480414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=660996388271480414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/660996388271480414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/660996388271480414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2009/07/walk-away.html' title='Walk Away'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-7711255430482292115</id><published>2009-07-29T06:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T06:41:11.555-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Highways of the Heart</title><content type='html'>A broken road searching for direction&lt;br /&gt;A one way street with  lost hearts on this highway of love&lt;br /&gt;Changing lanes with no signs of where these tears of pain will lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No direction just the fear of the unknown&lt;br /&gt;Time always heals the pain&lt;br /&gt;Shattered hearts wounded trying to repair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken pieces cut deep leaving lonely hearts walking wounded&lt;br /&gt;Silenced in pain stuck in the moment searching for the voice of reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing tall with both feet on the ground escaping the silent trance of the heart&lt;br /&gt;Moments of time ticking away leading to another painful memory&lt;br /&gt;Wondering who's heart cry's now&lt;br /&gt;In the dead of the night tears of pain fall trying to revive the lifeless heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions lead to empty answers leading to the fear of the unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lonely road traveled now a new direction and leading to the path of reinvention&lt;br /&gt;leading to new dreams and a path of self discovery&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-7711255430482292115?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/7711255430482292115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=7711255430482292115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/7711255430482292115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/7711255430482292115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2009/07/highways-of-heart.html' title='Highways of the Heart'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-6798149073712928476</id><published>2009-07-29T06:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T06:40:09.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Soul</title><content type='html'>Evil eyes stare &lt;br /&gt;A black heart  beats to the sound of deceit&lt;br /&gt;You plant your seed and watch it grow&lt;br /&gt;Looking to see who takes a bite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your words breed lies and false promises&lt;br /&gt;Toxic venom runs through your veins&lt;br /&gt;Infecting  innocent souls&lt;br /&gt;You linger searching for your next victim&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for someone to take a sip of your venom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your soul is black&lt;br /&gt;Brewing a new plan on who you will cast your spell on&lt;br /&gt;A wicked game is what you play&lt;br /&gt;Toying with feelings and emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defeat is upon you and this game will end&lt;br /&gt;Your heart will ache as you get a taste of your own poison&lt;br /&gt;As time ticks by you will get weaker and weaker&lt;br /&gt;The demise of your black soul soon to be awakend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A knock upon the door&lt;br /&gt; Karma is yours to face&lt;br /&gt;Your words will not help and your venom will be remedied&lt;br /&gt;Paying the price for what you have done to others&lt;br /&gt;Soon you will see your road leads to a dead end&lt;br /&gt;with nowhere to turn no one to burn&lt;br /&gt;Your black soul torn apart piece by piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts will rejoice and repair&lt;br /&gt;While you live  in despair&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-6798149073712928476?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/6798149073712928476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=6798149073712928476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/6798149073712928476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/6798149073712928476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2009/07/black-soul.html' title='Black Soul'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-3888465241324981364</id><published>2009-07-29T06:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T06:39:18.489-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Voice of Reason</title><content type='html'>The voice of reason silenced by a cry for help&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason trying so hard to figure it out&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason questioning how did this come about&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason lost with so many doubts&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason hollowed in the heart&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason angered by guilt and consequence&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason patience has now warn out&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason numb from the pain&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason looking for some shelter&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason  finding new paths to believe in&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason shaken by the wrong road taken&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason lost and alone&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason how could this be&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason looks up to the light&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason finally speaks&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason admits to the wrong path taken&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason asks to be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason searches to find peace&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason a classic melody&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason plays a new tune&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason sings with a new spirit&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason now a changed season&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-3888465241324981364?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/3888465241324981364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=3888465241324981364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/3888465241324981364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/3888465241324981364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2009/07/voice-of-reason.html' title='The Voice of Reason'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-9222397222908265322</id><published>2007-04-29T19:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T19:57:58.497-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That Time Is Over</title><content type='html'>That time is over when I would wait on your call&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to hear the sound of your voice&lt;br /&gt;That sound has changed to empty words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time is over when my heart was opened up to you&lt;br /&gt;Wounded it closes as I try and let go of the pain and heartache inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time is over when I would cry until my tears ran dry&lt;br /&gt;With each tear I cried I gained more strength to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time is over when I would wonder why what how could this be?&lt;br /&gt;Now I think of the valuable lesson this life has taught me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time is over blaming you for what went wrong&lt;br /&gt;Blame is not the answer acceptance is the key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time is over to answer all the questions running in my mind&lt;br /&gt;The answers are within and time will help find them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time is over when regret filled my mind&lt;br /&gt;Relief is found as time was the only investment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time is over afraid to let go&lt;br /&gt;Fears turned into excitement  looking forward to what the future holds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has come to thank you for coming into my life and giving me this knowledge the hardest part is over as I leave now to write the next chapter in the storybook of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-9222397222908265322?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/9222397222908265322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=9222397222908265322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/9222397222908265322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/9222397222908265322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2007/04/that-time-is-over.html' title='That Time Is Over'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-2644514415406777481</id><published>2006-12-26T20:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T22:38:35.104-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Grow</title><content type='html'>Well here we are another holiday season is coming to an end and we say goodbye to 2006 and hello to 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All have rejoiced and enjoyed good times. As we try to get back into our routines we are tired exhausted in every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it ironic? How we all were feeling this very same way prior to the holiday season. Now the cycle repeats itself until the clock strikes twelve and we all pull out our list of resolutions and memorize and work toward all the changes we plan to make in the coming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question? Why does it take a new year to implement change? When we have so many opportunities to implement change everyday of our lives. It just a matter of making a commitment to yourself and sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we scared to change? Are we afraid to fail? Are we to programmed and fear to break the cycle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these questions remain. We all have the answers, and yet fear to face the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you go into 2007 and life throws you a curve ball catch it and throw it back into the field instead of looking at it as a failure take it as a challenge.  Reflect on the knowledge you have gained and where you can take that knowledge. Next thing you know you have made a change. It is that easy really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it we are all put here to succeed in the course of life. For some the lessons are easy and for others it takes a few failures to pass the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the calender change you! Experience life and make the changes you need to get to the next chapter in the storybook of life. Otherwise you will be back to square one and life will come to a halt. Old and gray you will reflect what could have been and what should have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the knowledge and power to make it happen the way you want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use it otherwise you will loose it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-2644514415406777481?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/2644514415406777481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=2644514415406777481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/2644514415406777481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/2644514415406777481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2006/12/time-to-grow.html' title='Time To Grow'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-4474270804317309218</id><published>2006-12-24T22:15:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T23:10:37.905-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Separated Hearts</title><content type='html'>The connection came the day you walked in when everyone walked out&lt;br /&gt;Each passing moment was  a memory created and a longing for the next  time our eyes would meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks passed time ticked away.  The day came where I was awakened with your warm heart beating next to mine. It happened I was your lady and you were my man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year had passed memories embeded in our hearts. Our souls once separated now connected with the chemistry we created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That year turned into years with love shining bright. Hearts burning with desire and passion. An everlasting journey to the future as one being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing the story of our life one moment at a time. Now moments have turned into memories and the question remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did your heart go?&lt;br /&gt;Did you fill it with fear?&lt;br /&gt;Did you finally look deep inside and found no more place for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts drifting apart. Confusion filling the mind.&lt;br /&gt;In search of the answers holding on and hoping these feelings will disappear. Yet they don't. It continues to play in my mind over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had to be decided for me for you for us. To have all or nothing at all. You were patient with me and I was patient with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to hurt you and wanted to love you for an eternity. My heart tells me the time has come for me to let you leave my life. Questions of the heart fill my mind. My soul decides what is best for you. To let you go so that I can grow and appreciate love the way you showed me. You loved me more than I loved myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our journey has come to an end and it is time to dream another dream.&lt;br /&gt;This dream is over my love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-4474270804317309218?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4474270804317309218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=4474270804317309218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/4474270804317309218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/4474270804317309218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2006/12/seperated-hearts.html' title='Separated Hearts'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-116674813795596260</id><published>2006-12-21T21:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T22:15:54.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Corners</title><content type='html'>Sitting alone I see you suffering in silence. Sadened to see you this way.&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to reach out to you. But your miles away.&lt;br /&gt;Wanting  to break this wall between us but pride is your barrier&lt;br /&gt;You fail to see the damage you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your role is to guide and protect. Confusing  guidance with dictating ways. Creating this distance between us failing to see the importance of our unity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pride consoles you now. Time will teach you that a being should be nutured and loved&lt;br /&gt;Not judged and cross examined. Now we are divided into seperate corners, The time has come to detach from the toxic vibes and heal with positivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to much to see you this way. Time will help us heal but for now foolish pride is our sheild.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-116674813795596260?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/116674813795596260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=116674813795596260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/116674813795596260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/116674813795596260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2006/12/different-corners.html' title='Different Corners'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-116640194832934774</id><published>2006-12-17T20:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T21:39:25.936-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to Think About!</title><content type='html'>As life passes us by each day and time ticks by before you know it 10 years have past and we think where has the time gone? How did I get here? What did I do to get here? Where do I need to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has the time gone? This will always be one of lifes un answered questions. Human nature has programmed us into robotic cycle. Where we have the typical 9-5 day. Then when the weekend comes we try to cram so much into two days and before you know it Monday morning you awake more exausted then the Friday afternoon when you were trying to make that 5:00 deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice- To take that 9-5 job so that you can  bulid a financial nest where you spend more time building the nest then time enjoying the funds in the nest. Reality it is a need to survive in the world we know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I get here?  Ask yourself what choices did I make? and reflect was it worth the time? Did I hurt anyone to get here?  Am I truly happy or just blaming society for a personal short coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look around each day and see a variety of people but as years pass in my travel I see less and less people smiling and more and more people frustrated, tense and even angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you blame? Society?  The choices you made in life? Does anyone need to blamed? or is this our way of healing the subconcious thought that maybe you made a bad choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is that we are all given the gift of choice and we should really take the time to unwrap this rather than take it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use this gift to help deal with emotions good and bad. If someone upsets you remind yourself that you choose to let that person control your feelings. Solution? Make the choice of not allowing yourself to be controlled by that individual or circumstance and leave it in your hands to change that bad or uneasy feeling into a postivie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the power. At times fail to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some choices are made for us that we can't change. Just remember that life is a gift given to us to unwrap and we need to enjoy each treasure we find in a hope that we travel more balanced in our  journey through life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-116640194832934774?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/116640194832934774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=116640194832934774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/116640194832934774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/116640194832934774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2006/12/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to Think About!'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-116631477005437150</id><published>2006-12-16T21:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T21:19:30.066-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGEL OF MINE</title><content type='html'>Another lesson learned and knowledge gained. Should have known better and now the memory remains. Meaning to love you only to destroy you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of a kind love that takes years to make.  The fool that I am was to blind to appreciate what you were giving to me. Instead I continued to railroad you into a corner where you felt that you had no choice but to cut me loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears I cry are for the times you were by my side and I was miles away. The tears I cry are for the times you held my hand and breathed life back into me when the whole world walked out and shut the door on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing you each day I have to say that I am sorry more than words can explains&lt;br /&gt;Your door is closed and now the story has come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost inside frightened this little girl hides in fear. Having to face the next lesson. The lesson of loniness when all you wanted to do was love me and make me feel whole. A piece of me is missing and I realize it was love but now too many tears and too many I am sorries the only thing I can do is let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you angel for shining down on me and sheltering me from all the devils pray.&lt;br /&gt;In heaven we will meet one day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-116631477005437150?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/116631477005437150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=116631477005437150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/116631477005437150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/116631477005437150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2006/12/angel-of-mine.html' title='ANGEL OF MINE'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-116207445406498040</id><published>2006-10-28T18:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T19:44:07.603-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Guiding Hand</title><content type='html'>Your guiding hand has slipped away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one that fed me when I was hungry&lt;br /&gt;The one that touched my forehead when I had a fever&lt;br /&gt;The one that held it in her hand when I felt so scared inside&lt;br /&gt;The one that offered salvation when the world became chaotic&lt;br /&gt;The one that cradled me when my heart was broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lost without you but I know your guiding light shines in my heart each day. While I know that you do not want me to grieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands to heaven and pray that you watch over me and turn my tears of sorrow into laughter. It hurts to let you go but I know in my heart you would not want my pain to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You showed me inspiration, to love and not to judge, to nuture and not to abandon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today and for the rest of my life you will be with me and while God has taken you as one of his angels I know the day will come when your shining star will light up my life and take away the darkness in my heart today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky to have a mother like you and now god has a new angel. I may not be ready now but the day will come where I have to leave you to God to protect, nuture, and make your light shine bright each day. Just as you did each day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you mother my friend, my shining star, my angel of hope I will always love you each day that remains of my life and pray for the day we meet again. Tonight I will look to the stars and will thank you for the life you gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always you will be in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-116207445406498040?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/116207445406498040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=116207445406498040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/116207445406498040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/116207445406498040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2006/10/guiding-hand.html' title='The Guiding Hand'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-114601887224219747</id><published>2006-04-25T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:34:32.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying for Salvation</title><content type='html'>A roadblock in life has chipped away at her being. Toxins have entered her mind. A strong willed woman now weakened into a scared child searching for shelter and answers to her pain. She fights with her demonds wants to let them go. Hoping to find salvation but ends up asking why me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day she hurts and feels abandoned. The pain buried in sorrow and fear. She searches for that day of rejoice when laughter and warmth bring peace to her once calm world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She questions again....How did things get so cloudy? When everything seemed so clear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frightened child clear your mind. Don't blame yourself for you did not ask for this cross to bear. Hope awaits you to awaken you from these cluttered thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been sent to give you salvation from the battles you fight inside. Take my hand. I will guide you on this journey and help you bring serenity to this chaos you feel now. Lonely no more you will never be. Those tears for salvation can be cried upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets take this journey together and follow the guiding light that leads the path to salvation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-114601887224219747?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/114601887224219747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=114601887224219747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/114601887224219747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/114601887224219747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2006/04/crying-for-salvation.html' title='Crying for Salvation'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-114591935617996876</id><published>2006-04-24T17:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T18:58:01.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe to receive</title><content type='html'>Believe to Receive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very common concept that so many complicate. If something does not go as planed. Why do some of us cast it out as a failure and stop striving for that goal(s) again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to a colleague of mine at work who has been going to the gym and looking good as each day passes I applauded her for her efforts and determination to achieve her goal. She then tells me that she has given up on her quest for a man in her life and I told her that Mr. Right is out there waiting to meet her and he can't find her if she does not make that effort. If she did not go to they gym then she would not have gotten the results she received. She believed and received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and suggested that maybe her timing is was not right and to give it time. Automatically she said that I am her subconscious thought that takes forever to come out of her and her name is Mandy.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have that little voice inside that says I can but for some reason we loose focus and tend to block it out by I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes down to is simple perspective. If we change our perspective into something positive then ultimately we are gaining self growth and building ourselves into stronger beings than we already are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem? We are scared of change..... and hide in our box of thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets look at that that man,woman, sibling or friend who hurt you or made you mad. Sure it stinks and some of us become cynical and drown in self pitty thinking the problem is within and think that the perfect relationship, perfect family will never exist. Or maybe you can't be the perfect friend or perfect wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The focus of these experiences should be on the lesson(s) learned on the good that came out of the situation instead of resenting and questioning what could have been our should have been. Ask yourself How can I make it better? What path am I going to take to get me there? And use your caution guards going forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to stop striving for perfection I am not saying loose your goals in life. Perfection is a self created pressure we put on ourselves that can lead to some heartaches and disappointments. What we should focus on our ambition to be the best that we can be and search for the best path to get to our goals in life at the end of the day take pride knowing that you gave your 110%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we stop believing our positive thoughts become weakened by those negative and cynical thoughts that eventually stop us from moving forward. Next thing you know you are a Rock in a Hard Place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the focus stays on the positive eventually the end result will be a profitable one. I don't just mean monetary. It may not be as quick as you want it but be patient and know that it is a matter of time before your goal(s) aspirations are received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe and you will receive..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-114591935617996876?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/114591935617996876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=114591935617996876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/114591935617996876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/114591935617996876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2006/04/believe-to-receive.html' title='Believe to receive'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-113392383304911265</id><published>2005-12-06T23:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T00:04:23.616-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Changed Tonight</title><content type='html'>A decision was made without looking at consequence.&lt;br /&gt;Life changed tonight&lt;br /&gt;Selfishness took over sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Life Changed Tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Experience was so unkind longing for the hurt of others to be numbed.&lt;br /&gt;Life changed tonight.&lt;br /&gt;A guardian angel watched over and provided protection from harms way&lt;br /&gt;Life changed tonight.&lt;br /&gt;That lesson needed to be learned to avoid permanent pain, suffering and loss&lt;br /&gt;Life Changed tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Tears have been cried, anger fills up inside and humiliation does not escape the mind.&lt;br /&gt;Life Changed Tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Respect and integrity stripped away and the question remains .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I deserve to get this back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day passes regret and remorse are carried in my being. That cold winter image embedded in my mind for a life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Angel I am  happy that I am here talking to you. Every morning I awake I will look up to you and thank you for protecting me and being my guiding light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever and Always you will be my shining star.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-113392383304911265?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/113392383304911265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=113392383304911265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/113392383304911265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/113392383304911265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2005/12/life-changed-tonight.html' title='Life Changed Tonight'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-113383415866717639</id><published>2005-12-05T22:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T13:02:56.360-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye to Romance</title><content type='html'>As I say goodbye to Romance for now and travel on a new path&lt;br /&gt;where it will lead me at this point I don't know. Perhaps a new beginning or great adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave romance and say thank you for the knowledge I have gained. Hopefully this will take me on a better path and make me a more stronger person than I already was to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we let our expectations rule our outlook on love and create pressures on ourselves to find a complete bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things go bad for whatever reason there are too many scenarios that lead us to contemplate, reflect and say how come or what if. When we should ask what have I gained? Where am I going to let this take me? I guess we never know why or how but one thing I can say is that in all the bad that travels in our constant quest for "The One" there is good to be gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best lesson learned is to take things slow and let love flow...Don't go looking for love let it find you. Don't allow pressures or fears clogged your image of what love is the best guidance to love is through your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wants to be lonely in life....Sometimes there is no choice but we all control who we let in our lives...Some are lovers and some are beautiful experiences. Others are valuable lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my single Guys and Gals take your time it will happen and when it does ever essence of your being will tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before your know it your quest for love is found let is blossom into a unity for a lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-113383415866717639?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/113383415866717639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=113383415866717639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/113383415866717639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/113383415866717639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2005/12/goodbye-to-romance.html' title='Goodbye to Romance'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-113251464376331251</id><published>2005-11-20T22:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T23:05:06.403-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Encounter......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Encounter Began as I sat alone trying to unwind after another routine filled day . Today the routine was broken. You came, with your smile and warm personality. As time moved on we talked, shared, laughed and the next thing I knew a  repor was being built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time ticked by so quickly that night amazingly it felt like I had known you forever then it would come the time to part ways. Restoration filled my heart . A genuine soul has arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Encounter Continued I took that chance we talked about and left it up to Karma for guideance of where this path would lead . Never did it cross my mind that it would lead to a beautiful world that you had created. We opened our hearts, removed our guards and created an unbreakable bond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind was silenced from asking Why? How? What if?. Day by Day I felt my connection with you stronger and my heart opening. Thinking of why you came into my life? What would happen if I let you walk away? The distance didn't matter as we were bound together by something more stronger than miles. A connection of two genuine souls hearts of gold shining with so much inside to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time ticked away, days passed by......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Encounter ended the day we had to say goodbye. You had an obligation to yourself and pride began to tear us apart. I could not bear the pain of seeing you face the challenges of life alone but respected you enough to understand and let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day passes I wonder Why? How and What if? I am consoled with the memory of a beautiful being that blessed my life. Karma has decided that it is best for you to leave my world. Now, I try to create a new journey through life. Your guiding light still shines so bright and helps me through the long days and lonely nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be "Me and You against the world" like we always said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our worlds now divided when once they united.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-113251464376331251?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/113251464376331251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=113251464376331251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/113251464376331251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/113251464376331251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2005/11/encounter.html' title='The Encounter......'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-113193050726079272</id><published>2005-11-13T21:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T22:47:58.730-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Office or Trailer Park?</title><content type='html'>Another weekend has passed and here I am preparing for another long week at the office. The good thing about this week is that I am going to go and see Aerosmith and Lenny Kravitz what a way to end the week. So Monday can't come sooner.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work in the corporate filed and like any organization we have to follow corporate ethics. In fact our company has designed a code of ethics that one must follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing ethical in the department that I am embrased to be a part of. I may sound a little dramatic but as the story unfolds you will see where I am coming from. We all work with a variety of people some we tolerate others we run to avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about the liaison in my department ( catchy job title isn't it). Your thinking demanding high profile person. Yeah right!&lt;br /&gt;This is the person assinged to represent our area to our outside and internal clients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person spends the work day coming in for a work day of 6 and a half hours during that time she runs around the office looking for any gossip she can get her hands on and when there is a dry spell in the department of gossip she spends her day cursing, swearing and passing gas( yes passing gas LITERALLY) no matter who is around she makes Trailer Park Boys look like The Lawrence whelk Show. Some are amused others are just repulsed by such piggish behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to rename the role as The cackling Hen from the Trailer Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next question is why does management allow such inappropriate behavior. I will tell you why cause we are lead by a feeble weak unrespected person. The feeble Weak Minded Engine That Could who looks to the Trailer Park Hen for Shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our leader spends the day airing out her dirty laundry to anyone that will listen and in my opinion is failing as her role as a leader any normal operation would have shuffled her off by now. Myself and others spend the day running back and forth trying to catch a moment of her time in between her personal phone calls so we can discuss business afterall that is what I am paid to do. Which makes me raise the obvious question what is is that she does again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can see why the Hen from The Trailer Park is allowed to carry on with her tactics. Maybe our company wants to maintain an equal opportunity workplace in that case they should hand her a all access pass to the looney bin.&lt;br /&gt;That would be an equal opportunity for her to get a real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me sick to be linked to people who have no respect for themselves or anyone around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until something better comes along I have to sit back and laugh.....&lt;br /&gt;The time will come when the Hen and The Little Engine are taken back to the trailer park with a one way ticket out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's The Real Deal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-113193050726079272?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/113193050726079272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=113193050726079272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/113193050726079272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/113193050726079272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2005/11/office-or-trailer-park.html' title='Office or Trailer Park?'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-113155164444908776</id><published>2005-11-09T12:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T23:20:57.893-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship Rollercoasters</title><content type='html'>The Relationship Rollercoaster is a ride that we have all been on in our life from one time to another. This can be a really fast ride for some and for others it is a ride that people stay on for the rest of there life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some it starts off really fast and firery, and for others it can be a very bumpy journey in the world of relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can look at this ride from several angles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expectations: For some we want so bad to find Mr. or Mrs. Right and tend to confuse goals of the relationship with expectations and build a mould for a perfect relationship. Don't get me wrong it is ok to have goals and direction it keeps things going forward which keeps this at a healthy sate but sometimes we self create fantasies of the perfect relationship and try to live them through our partners and when it does not happen frustration anger and resentment takeover. This can lead to controlling dominating situations that can infest a relationship with toxic venom due to self created expectations that lead to even bigger problems if it is not taken care of early in the relationship. With a goal the difference is you and your partner discuss your goals of where you are and where you want to be. As a team afterall that is one of the defining traits of being in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commitment Some of us may ask these questions when is the right time to commit? If I do not commit will I loose the person? No of course you wont but if you commit to something that you are not ready for the sake of keeping the relationship going then inevitably you will end up resenting yourself and your partner and it can scare your significant other off because of the pressure of commitment. It should come naturally and not seem like a task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the moment is right it will happen there is no set time line on when someone should or should not commit. This should simply be left up to timing, chemistry, connection, and ones future goals. It is very easy to overlook this due to pressures from family, society and friends they tend to cloud our judgment and the focus shifts from the two people involved in the relationship to fufling society and family expectations. For example you know that feeling at Christmas when grandma or mom says when are you going to settle down......Get married and give me some great grand kids....... Then the panic button goes on cause you have heard this for four Christmas straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just smile and tell mom and grandma all in good time and then think long and hard do I want to spend the rest of my life with this person or do I really want to date one person and only one and if there is even a bit of hesitation don't do it cause you are only going to give into temptation and hurt yourself, your partner and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lust and Love: Some of us confuse these two and think they are the same thing but really they are so different. So the question is when do I know I am in love&lt;br /&gt;the way you can test yourself is by asking: when I wake up do I think of that person, when I have a bad day do I think of that person, when I am sad do I look for that shoulder, when I want to tell a joke do I pick up the phone and call and when that person is not around do you feel less whole if you are answering yes to most of these questions then yes you are feeling the true signs of love and really the true test is if you can't give yourself 100% to the one who gives you 100% then you have to love them enough to let them go.......There is no point in giving half when the other is givin you 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lust on the other hand is that feeling of being in love, desired and the fear of being alone you create a vision and scope out people that have the same vision as you it really is a craving of desire to try and feel love, wanted and appreciated because there is a huge void in your heart and nobody has come along to fill . Some create images of the ideal mate which is not the problem. The problem is this is a fictional feeling that we dream up. If it is love everything in your soul and being will guide you to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been ont his ride from one time or another just think of it as planting a tree set the roots, keep it watered see it grow and fill it with passion love and honesty and watch it blossom into a something naturally beautiful. Once you reach this point the relationship rollercoaster comes to and end and you come off it and go on another journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Journey of Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-113155164444908776?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/113155164444908776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=113155164444908776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/113155164444908776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/113155164444908776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2005/11/relationship-rollercoasters.html' title='Relationship Rollercoasters'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-113012065112999840</id><published>2005-10-23T22:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T23:32:55.586-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons in Optimism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Given the most recent events happening in our world today. I thought we needed some optimism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lets look at the blessing of life. Each day we all rise in the morning with a roof on our head, clothes on our back and food on the table then off we go and take on our routine tasks....Some may not be a routine and yet when you take a look around each morning hardly anyone is smiling, laughing or even alert. Perhaps it is mental, physical, or emotional exhaustion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Is it that we as human exhaust our minds and bodies to replace or avoid a more serious problem lying beneath the surface?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The problem being perspective and how we deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Why is it that we can make decsions in our careers but when it comes to a personal level we tend to complicate things by dwelling on what should have been and what could of been and what we don't have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Perhaps it is ambition that drives us to some of these complications, pressures, to be the best or even personal fufilment in some cases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To me it is a choice you can choose to allow tensions, disappointments and heartache infect your attitude. In no way am I saying that we should not feel pain and hurt....They are all a part of human healing but some of us tend to hold on to it and resent the blessing of life. Some use that typical cliche that life SUCKS! It is the negativity and resent that makes some parts of life suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Everyday we are faced with choices and I myself will be the first to admit that I have never made the best choices and as life goes on I have taken each bad choice and experience and looked at it as a mini lesson in life another chapter in the storybook of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;While we go throught the animosity, hurt, disappointments or even excitement in some cases it should not go un noticed that the turmoil's life throws at us are really lessons that we can learn from if we allow ourselves to accept the lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It is all about perspective if we program our minds that life is bad it will be as people carry the thought of what could have should have been. Instead why not focus on where you can go and how the lesson impacted you. Accept the knowledge as a positive and you will see how quick you begin to heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It is good therapy and think there are people worse off in the world who only wish they can have a piece of what has been given to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The simple gift of life has been given to us lets unwrap each day with warmth compassion and optimism. If you let yourself it can lead to a more treasured way of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That's the real deal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-113012065112999840?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/113012065112999840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=113012065112999840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/113012065112999840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/113012065112999840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2005/10/lessons-in-optimism.html' title='Lessons in Optimism'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-111983598745163526</id><published>2005-06-26T20:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T21:33:58.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Sandals Do's and Dont's</title><content type='html'>Well Ladies and Gents the summer weather is here in full force and all of us have dipped into are new and old summer threads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as a lot of people do I like to walk and enjoy the scenery around me and appreciate every last moment of this weather inspite of the MASSIVE heat we have been experiencing. Whether I am walking, biking, blading or driving. I enjoy people watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amongst my travels I have noticed people have made the move from sneakers to sandals and who can blame anyone for that.&lt;br /&gt;You have your slingbacks, thong, clogs and slip on's to name a few. But folks we have some sandals do's and dont's to address for the next time you decide to dawn the sandals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LADIES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T.....I REPEAT DO NOT wear nylons with sandals it looks ridiculous and defeats the purpose of wearing open toe shoes. There is nothing worse than looking at a pair of feet with renforcement on the toe and ladies don't be fooled by the sandalfoot stockings they are just as ridiculous and don't think we are not laughing at the one line going across you toe. IT IS HILARIOUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do get a nice pedicure- the most repulsing thing to see is a nice pair of shoes with feet looking like something you would see on the X-Files. EWWWW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average cost for a pedicure is $30.00 which may be a lot these days ladies you do have options:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Option 1 you can walk around with that hang nail coming off you BIG toe with the toe jam not to far or you can walk into walmart and pick up a pair of clippers and get rid of that for $1.49&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Option 2 you can walk around with your heels looking like the skin of a lizard and sounding like sandpaper or you can walk into your local drug store and pick up a pumice stone and some cream. $2.49 for both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Option 3 Nailpolish if you are going to wear pretty shoes how about a nice pretty color to accent your new shoes. The worse thing is looking at a nice pair of shoes with a plain pair of feet can head to the dollarstore and pick out a nice color for $1.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally if you are painting your toes- STAY IN THE LINES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it a pedicure for dummies under $10.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we move on to buying the right type of sandals. If you are going to buy a pair of shoes please make sure your toes are not hanging from the edge and if they are it mean the shoe is not fitting. The same rule applys to the heel dragging at the back. If the shoe FITS wear it if not keep your sneakers on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Guys don't think you are getting off that easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys if you are going to breakout the burkinstocks put away the SOCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are going to wear sandals make sure you borrow your mates $1.49 cream there is nothing worse that walking behind you thinking it is a stone in my shoe when it is just layers of your deadskin coming off. YUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some of you more daring men go ahead and use my guide and give yourself the pedicure for dummies It is ok really. Nobody is going to know if that is your beef. How many guys really sit on a patio and say DUDE nice toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well folks there you have it Just some helpful tips for the next time you want to put on those flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead strut your stuff.....and please clean em up your feet will thank you&lt;br /&gt;and so will the on lookers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-111983598745163526?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/111983598745163526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=111983598745163526' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/111983598745163526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/111983598745163526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2005/06/summer-sandals-dos-and-donts.html' title='Summer Sandals Do&apos;s and Dont&apos;s'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-111961686313547989</id><published>2005-06-24T07:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T08:41:03.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sloppy Sleepers</title><content type='html'>Many of us have several means of getting to work mine is the Go Train this is a 30 min commute everyday so that I can make it into work at a reasonable time&lt;br /&gt;7:00 am to be percise. Call it executive hours but it is worth every bit of deprived sleep that I get. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on my daily commute I have my designated Go Train Car that I sit in I get my morning paper and see what is happening in our world today and I think why do I even need a paper to when there is so much entertainment right before my eyes. In 30min I observe so many interesting things. It is like a mini Soap Opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One typical thing that happens on the train is quite often people fall asleeep perhaps it is the motion of the train, a long day staring at a PC or just plain tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed that Go Train Sleeping comes in many forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have your typical sleeping passenger- head tilted to one side but then all of a sudden kurplunk the head goes forward at a really quick rate and the passenger is suddenley awaken and looking around to see who has noticed. Then there is me trying so hard not to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next you have the sleeping Go Train passenger who has there head right back and mouth WIDE open and I feel inspired to have a game of spit ball.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next you have the Go Train Passenger who reads to aviod sleeping and by page 2 BOOM the head is forward with the book wide open almost falling out of the hands and EYES glued shut and there I am dying to GRAB that book and YELL GET UP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next you have the sleeping passenger who is wearing a walkman but yet manages to still sleep. I am ok with that as long as I can hear the song playing and it is a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another amusing passenger is the one that takes there shoes and socks off and feet up on the seat. What is this your living room? Please put those shoes back on you are making me GAG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is my take on all the sloppy sleepers.......that I have to see on a daily basis and all I have to say is go to BED early you all look ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the real deal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-111961686313547989?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/111961686313547989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=111961686313547989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/111961686313547989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/111961686313547989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2005/06/sloppy-sleepers.html' title='Sloppy Sleepers'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-111957247100559506</id><published>2005-06-23T20:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T20:23:59.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Save The Music</title><content type='html'>Led Zeplin&lt;br /&gt;The Who&lt;br /&gt;The Rolling Stones&lt;br /&gt;Tina Turner&lt;br /&gt;Madonna&lt;br /&gt;Aretha Frankin&lt;br /&gt;The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;Prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these musicians have been around form the 1960's to the present and each one has been a pioneer in music history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ask you this question Where are the pioneers of today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rare to find because they do not exist. Why because the face of music has changed from keeping it real to a mass media marketing ploy that does not foucs on the talent but all the BLING BLING and ways to keep the Bling coming into the pockets of these stars at the expense of the fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the fans who spend there hard earned cash buying concert tickets and expecting a live performance from there favorite icon.&lt;br /&gt;Only to be manipulated by a mic that is off and lots of costumes and a huge stage set. If that is what I want I will go and see a play at least I know the actors are real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we buy into this? It sends a message that we are willing to settle for less when our minds and ears and wallets should be opened for people who really earn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you hear a CD you like get out there buy it and if you feel inspired for a second do not give up on your dream. Create it and get it out there you never know who you will touch and inspire call me a dreamer but you may even be the next pioneer that changes the face of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise we are going to be stuck watching syndicated episodes of Nick and Jessica, Brittany and Kevin, Carem and Dave. Pimp my ride The Osbournes( but you gotta love OZZY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEP IT REAL! Open your mind and EARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's The Real DEAL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-111957247100559506?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/111957247100559506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=111957247100559506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/111957247100559506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/111957247100559506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2005/06/save-music.html' title='Save The Music'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-111920752828062986</id><published>2005-06-19T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T15:35:48.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Corporate Venom</title><content type='html'>Sorry I have been gone for a while......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here to talk about a highly contagious illness that has been spreading and infecting our work force on a daily basis it is called CORPORATE VENOM. This is all the Snakes slithering around the corportate workplace wating to release there venom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have your attention you may have a few questions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q)What are the symptoms of corporate venom?&lt;br /&gt;A) It starts with a simple hello, how are you? Then it is followed by lets do coffee this is in the week one phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 2 it becomes Lets Do lunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 3 Do you need some help with that report you are working on? It is no problem really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 3 Lets go for Drinks afterwork?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 4 So how long have you been married? How long have you been dating? Where did you go to school? Where did you get that dress? Lets go Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think about the new girl? Can you belive she did that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in week 4 these all may seem like harmless questions BE WARE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then before you know it here they come trying fish for information about your personal life and once they get a hook. Look out! You are reeled in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q) How Can I been sure that I have the illness?&lt;br /&gt;A) On Monday morning you will be the discussion at the Water Cooler and by lunch time the whole office will have the latest eddtion on what you do who you do it with...Along with there personal fabrications things you did not say will become things you did say with various fictional twists.&lt;br /&gt;and.... There you have it you are now Infected with Corporate Venom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q) What is the best treatment for this illness?&lt;br /&gt;A) Avoid the nosey Nancy's and say as little as possible about your business unless it is work business. If that makes you a social outcast so be it. It is better to be protected then infected. Otherwise this will lead to a non productive workday infected by lies and fabrication and you will find youself blending into the same world of Slithering Snakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q) What if someone really is trying to be nice to me how can I be sure this is not Corporate venom?&lt;br /&gt;A) Don' be fooled this type of infection comes in many different disguises for example you have the eager beaver always wanting to help and not wanting anything in return ( ya right?). The Calm and Quiet this is a hard one to see right away it may seem like they do not say a lot but believe me they hear everything and are typing an email as you speak. Then you have the one who is hard to put a finger on....The best finger to point is in the opposite direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q) Why would my life be of interest to someone that does not know me?&lt;br /&gt;A) A person(s) who is unfufiled desiered or acknowledged in there own life gets sufficient pleasure in interfering with issues that are not there concern&lt;br /&gt;Q)Why?&lt;br /&gt;A) For 10min of acknowledgement it is worth every last fabricated word and Now finally someone is listening or paying attention to them even though it is based on a lie. This is pretty sad but a harsh reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it folks a brief overview of corporate venom and how it can be a toxicity your system and create serious hazardsto your mental state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing to do is to say as little as possible about your personal life and keep your circle of friends outside of the workforce. Seems a little drastic but if you want peace of mind and calm working environment then really this is the only choice you have. Unless you choose to conform and be a carrier of corporate venom which means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU REALLY NEED TO GET A LIFE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's The Real Deal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-111920752828062986?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/111920752828062986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=111920752828062986' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/111920752828062986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/111920752828062986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2005/06/corporate-venom.html' title='Corporate Venom'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857686.post-111594571076929548</id><published>2005-05-12T20:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T20:55:10.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music My Real Friend</title><content type='html'>Well folks here I am with my first blog. I thought well I should make this really bubbly and cheerly welcoming me to my new sense of expression. Frankly I would be lying to you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is the REAL deal you ask? I feel like crap...down in the dumps you know like that piece of gum on the ground that has been walked over so many times it is now part of the sidewalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because I allow myself to be taken advantage of by people. They take take and then take some more so I have come to a conclusion in a sinical kind of way we are all here for a purpose to live learn suceed laugh cry and at the end of the day the only person I can really count on is ME Myself and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time today and decided like most people how about I call a "friend" they will listen and pick up my spirits so I went ahead and did just that only to have the whole conversation turned around and the next thing you know we are talking about my friends issues. Why do people act like they are listening when really they are waiting for you to fininsh?&lt;br /&gt;So I got off the phone and thought wow that was a waste of an hour......and I still feel like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I thought well the TV would be a good way to escape my thoughts so I decide to stop at the NEWS Channel only to hear about all the bad going on in the world today ya that helped thanks a lot GORD MARTINEAU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my next outlet was music and here I am feeling muchbetter&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that a musician(s) know me so well and read my mind better than my so called friends......and I use that term loosely that is why I choose to fly solo and be on my own and keep acquaintances. FRIENDS is a nice word someone has made up for exusing people for being users, manipulator, and opportunist once they get what they want they are out of here. As the song says NOTHIN lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how down I am Music will always be my REAL FRIEND it does not cut you off judge you finger point, use abuse and hurt you besides it costs less than a shrink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's THE REAL DEAL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857686-111594571076929548?l=mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/111594571076929548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857686&amp;postID=111594571076929548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/111594571076929548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857686/posts/default/111594571076929548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandysrealdeal.blogspot.com/2005/05/music-my-real-friend.html' title='Music My Real Friend'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11224972666520090825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI1QeQ0vJyI/TIV4k3Hs6jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU7lyymA5Ag/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
