<?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-9208213125075028189</id><updated>2011-09-26T09:56:31.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE EXTRAORDINARY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208213125075028189/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nikki.hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pfbgxquWfgA/TNkT4mihBWI/AAAAAAAAABc/22rCJWtsiO0/S220/scan0003.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-3073548525572034283</id><published>2011-05-02T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T14:37:56.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pain.&lt;br /&gt;dissapointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I dont want to let any one close to me because [I don't have any thing to give to them] and&lt;br /&gt;that means they will never want to stay friends with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take from them and then they leave. Because I get too draining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate feeling alone. Really.&lt;br /&gt;But God I know I am not alone. You are with me. You rod and your staff they comfort me. You stick closer than a brother.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to fear my age.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to fear loneliness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208213125075028189-3073548525572034283?l=myextraordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/3073548525572034283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/2011/05/pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208213125075028189/posts/default/3073548525572034283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208213125075028189/posts/default/3073548525572034283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/2011/05/pain.html' title=''/><author><name>nikki.hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pfbgxquWfgA/TNkT4mihBWI/AAAAAAAAABc/22rCJWtsiO0/S220/scan0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-6125829038035345412</id><published>2011-05-02T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T03:45:15.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>needyness</title><content type='html'>I can almost sense a&amp;nbsp;neediness&amp;nbsp;creap up on me in my relationships. Like an&amp;nbsp;innate&amp;nbsp;desire to please drives me to 'over try' in my relationships. Like I feel instantly when some one is a little distant from me and i want to do&amp;nbsp;something&amp;nbsp;or say something to bring them closer to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if drawing close to others draws them closer to me, as&amp;nbsp;drawing&amp;nbsp;close to my&amp;nbsp;Saviour&amp;nbsp;draws&amp;nbsp;Him close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too often I feel my thinking slip into a narrow minded phase. It almost disables any ideas and thought from outside my present&amp;nbsp;realm&amp;nbsp;of thought to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most trapping quality of this&amp;nbsp;habit&amp;nbsp;is the fear of being irritating drives me to cling and be needy and therefore I become irritating or repulsive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208213125075028189-6125829038035345412?l=myextraordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/6125829038035345412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/2011/05/needyness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208213125075028189/posts/default/6125829038035345412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208213125075028189/posts/default/6125829038035345412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/2011/05/needyness.html' title='needyness'/><author><name>nikki.hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pfbgxquWfgA/TNkT4mihBWI/AAAAAAAAABc/22rCJWtsiO0/S220/scan0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-8729673959977581318</id><published>2011-01-13T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T07:02:17.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God give us the strength and confidence to live &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;unapologetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;violently&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;distructively&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to the kingdon of darkness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;without&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;reserve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208213125075028189-8729673959977581318?l=myextraordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/8729673959977581318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/2011/01/god-give-us-strength-and-confidence-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208213125075028189/posts/default/8729673959977581318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208213125075028189/posts/default/8729673959977581318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/2011/01/god-give-us-strength-and-confidence-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nikki.hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pfbgxquWfgA/TNkT4mihBWI/AAAAAAAAABc/22rCJWtsiO0/S220/scan0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-2051997979449450122</id><published>2010-11-22T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T06:28:45.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>faliure and success</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="quote3" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Failure is only the opportunity to begin again, only this time more wisely."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="author3"&gt;~ Henry Ford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="author3"&gt;&lt;div class="quote3" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Success is the ability to go from failure to failure without losing your enthusiasm."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="author3"&gt;~ Sir Winston Churchill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="author3"&gt;"I've missed more than 9000 shots in my career. I've lost almost 300 games. Twenty-six times I've been trusted to take the game winning shot and missed. I've failed over and over and over again in my life. And that is why I succeed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="author3"&gt;~ Michael Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208213125075028189-2051997979449450122?l=myextraordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/2051997979449450122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/2010/11/faliure-and-success.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208213125075028189/posts/default/2051997979449450122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208213125075028189/posts/default/2051997979449450122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/2010/11/faliure-and-success.html' title='faliure and success'/><author><name>nikki.hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pfbgxquWfgA/TNkT4mihBWI/AAAAAAAAABc/22rCJWtsiO0/S220/scan0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-1457267266862184483</id><published>2010-10-31T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T08:54:52.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is ...</title><content type='html'>This is... an expression space for me&lt;br /&gt;This is... a journey journal&lt;br /&gt;This is... a start&lt;br /&gt;This is... my human right&lt;br /&gt;This is... for future reference&lt;br /&gt;This is... from my heart&lt;br /&gt;This is... off the top of my head&lt;br /&gt;This is... inside my world&lt;br /&gt;This is... a peek at who i am&lt;br /&gt;This is... just for fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny.&lt;br /&gt;- Frank Outlaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208213125075028189-1457267266862184483?l=myextraordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/1457267266862184483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208213125075028189/posts/default/1457267266862184483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208213125075028189/posts/default/1457267266862184483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myextraordinary.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-is.html' title='This is ...'/><author><name>nikki.hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pfbgxquWfgA/TNkT4mihBWI/AAAAAAAAABc/22rCJWtsiO0/S220/scan0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
