<?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-29195490</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:20:24.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Ramblings.. ^^</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>von</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09032194249446739686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29195490.post-115563905805358730</id><published>2006-08-15T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T03:50:58.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Sword Versus my Dagger</title><content type='html'>last na to..&lt;br /&gt;pag mai tym nalang ako &lt;br /&gt;maglalagay ng post na mai katuturan...&lt;br /&gt;naks...&lt;br /&gt;ehehe..&lt;br /&gt;kahit paanu naman&lt;br /&gt;nakakapagpakita ng emotion&lt;br /&gt;ang mga lyrics ng mga kantang ito...&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Sword Vs. My Dagger&lt;br /&gt;by Silverstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cutting through, you're bleeding out&lt;br /&gt;And I would tell the truth, but I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;Red rushes out, dissect this nerve&lt;br /&gt;And I'll stop myself before I reach my cell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't asking for the world&lt;br /&gt;And you know that I'm not one to follow through&lt;br /&gt;All these city streets the people look the same&lt;br /&gt;And I can see your face, and I can hear your name&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't asking for the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're stabbing in, permanent scars&lt;br /&gt;And you'll justify it all inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;You've finished me, my pulse is gone&lt;br /&gt;And you're satisfied to put this all to hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't asking for the world&lt;br /&gt;And you know that I'm not one to follow through&lt;br /&gt;All these city streets the people look the same&lt;br /&gt;And I can see your face, and I can hear your name&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't asking for the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink the poison, when you think it's over&lt;br /&gt;(Drink the poison)&lt;br /&gt;Stabbing yourself, when you think it's too late&lt;br /&gt;Tragic endings are your thing, you love them&lt;br /&gt;(Tragic endings)&lt;br /&gt;You love letting go, the ending's the same&lt;br /&gt;Drink the poison, when you think it's over&lt;br /&gt;(Drink the poison)&lt;br /&gt;Inevitable, Verona lives inside of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't asking for the world&lt;br /&gt;And you know that I'm not one to follow through&lt;br /&gt;All these city streets the people look the same&lt;br /&gt;And I can see your face, and I can hear your name&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't asking for the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-115563905805358730?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29195490.post-115563893366626620</id><published>2006-08-15T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T03:48:53.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scars of a Failing Heart</title><content type='html'>e2 isa pa.. hehe... wala talga ako maisip na ilagay eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scars of a Failing Heart&lt;br /&gt;Typecast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken hopes falling away &lt;br /&gt;Don't you have something to say? &lt;br /&gt;Does it make you sleep? &lt;br /&gt;Emptiness of words that you've said &lt;br /&gt;Scars in my heart that you left &lt;br /&gt;Now i'm close to dying &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's failing with thoughts of you &lt;br /&gt;Now i'm down without knowing what's true &lt;br /&gt;With the way you look at someone else &lt;br /&gt;Everyone's saying just try to be strong &lt;br /&gt;How i wish that im just being wrong &lt;br /&gt;Would you try to hear me out? &lt;br /&gt;The mood of distraction's prevailing tonight &lt;br /&gt;Have you seen what's the best and what's right? &lt;br /&gt;Now you're gone and you're on your own &lt;br /&gt;The ghost of my presence is saying goodbye &lt;br /&gt;And i'll die without making things right &lt;br /&gt;And you're gone and im on my own &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken glass cut me to sleep &lt;br /&gt;Wounds are disected so deep &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to wake up &lt;br /&gt;I need this blood to warm my hands &lt;br /&gt;And you don't have to understand &lt;br /&gt;You just got me all wrong..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-115563893366626620?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/115563893366626620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>Conversations with Fire</title><content type='html'>nakakatamad na gumawa ng posts eh kaia tatadtarin ko na lang ito ng mga lyrics ng kanta... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theme From Conversations With Fire&lt;br /&gt;Chicosci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could cut you off &lt;br /&gt;I wish i could smother the flame&lt;br /&gt;Another sweet memory dies and this is the point where you say&lt;br /&gt;Where better of nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never found you its my fault i wanted more than you were willing to give,&lt;br /&gt;Take me, take me this wouldn't turn out right&lt;br /&gt;(if you won't here tonight)&lt;br /&gt;Take me, take me this wouldn't turn out right(if you won't here tonight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All desperate plans are dropped and i live with an empty hands&lt;br /&gt;Soon i'll breathe new air but not without this tired lungs&lt;br /&gt;So now i'm without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never found you it's my fault i wanted more than you were willing to give&lt;br /&gt;Take me, take me this woudn't turn out right(if you won't here tonight)&lt;br /&gt;Take me, take me this wouldn't turn out right if you won't here tonight&lt;br /&gt;let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye things would rather end than go on so go on,&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye things would rather end than go on so go on(so go on!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never found you its my fault i wanted more than you were willing to give&lt;br /&gt;Take me, take me thais woudn't turn out right if you won't here tonight)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-115563880362642655?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/115563880362642655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29195490&amp;postID=115563880362642655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/115563880362642655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/115563880362642655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/2006/08/conversations-with-fire.html' title='Conversations with Fire'/><author><name>von</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09032194249446739686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29195490.post-115364854974260883</id><published>2006-07-23T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T02:55:49.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vicarious- TooL</title><content type='html'>Eye on the T.V &lt;br /&gt;Cause tragedy thrills me &lt;br /&gt;Whatever flavor &lt;br /&gt;It happens to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like... &lt;br /&gt;“Killed by the husband” &lt;br /&gt;“Drowned by the ocean” &lt;br /&gt;“Shot by his own son” &lt;br /&gt;“She used the poison in his tea &lt;br /&gt;And kissed him goodbye” &lt;br /&gt;That’s my kind of story &lt;br /&gt;It’s no fun til someone dies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t look at me like &lt;br /&gt;I am a monster &lt;br /&gt;Frown out your one face &lt;br /&gt;But with the other &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stare like a junkie &lt;br /&gt;Into the T.V &lt;br /&gt;Stare like a zombie &lt;br /&gt;While the mother holds her child &lt;br /&gt;Watches him die &lt;br /&gt;Hands to the sky, crying &lt;br /&gt;“Why, oh why?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need to watch things die &lt;br /&gt;From a distance &lt;br /&gt;Vicariously I &lt;br /&gt;Live while the whole world dies &lt;br /&gt;You all need it too, don't lie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t we just admit it? &lt;br /&gt;Why can’t we just admit it? &lt;br /&gt;We won’t give pause until the blood is flowing &lt;br /&gt;Neither the brave nor bold &lt;br /&gt;Will write us the stories told &lt;br /&gt;We won’t give pause until the blood is flowing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to watch things die &lt;br /&gt;From a good safe distance &lt;br /&gt;Vicariously I &lt;br /&gt;Live while the whole world dies &lt;br /&gt;You all feel the same so &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t we just admit it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood like rain falling down &lt;br /&gt;Drawn by grave and ground &lt;br /&gt;Part vampire, part warrior &lt;br /&gt;Carnivore and voyeur &lt;br /&gt;Stare at the transmittal &lt;br /&gt;Sing to the death rattle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la-lie (x4) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credulous at best &lt;br /&gt;Your desire to believe in &lt;br /&gt;Angels in the hearts of men &lt;br /&gt;But pull your head on out you hippies &lt;br /&gt;and give a listen &lt;br /&gt;Shouldn’t have to say it all again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The universe is hostile, &lt;br /&gt;So impersonal &lt;br /&gt;Devour to survive &lt;br /&gt;So it is, so it’s always been &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all feed &lt;br /&gt;On tragedy &lt;br /&gt;It’s like blood to a vampire &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vicariously I &lt;br /&gt;Live while the whole world dies &lt;br /&gt;Much better you than I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-115364854974260883?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/115364854974260883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29195490&amp;postID=115364854974260883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Grabe.. Amp.. Napaisip Ako sa Mga Nangyayari sa Akin Ngayon.. Hindi na Pala dapat na paeasy easy ka pag Kolehiyo ka na.. Kelangan na pala magseryoso noh.. Dapat Siguro Ay Maglaan na Ako Ng Study Period kahit isang saglit Lamang sa isang araw.. Hindi na daw UUbra kung hindi ka magaaral (wala ka akong oras para mgaral nun sa HS).. ahahha... Pero Sana MakaGradWeyt Ako Noh.. Tara Ragnarok Tayoo.. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-115149881962958297?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/115149881962958297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29195490&amp;postID=115149881962958297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/115149881962958297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/115149881962958297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/2006/06/mag-isip-isip-muli_28.html' title='Mag isip isip muli'/><author><name>von</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09032194249446739686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29195490.post-115149881741183402</id><published>2006-06-28T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T05:46:57.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mag isip isip muli</title><content type='html'>Nyahaha... Grabe.. Amp.. Napaisip Ako sa Mga Nangyayari sa Akin Ngayon.. Hindi na Pala dapat na paeasy easy ka pag Kolehiyo ka na.. Kelangan na pala magseryoso noh.. Dapat Siguro Ay Maglaan na Ako Ng Study Period kahit isang saglit Lamang sa isang araw.. Hindi na daw UUbra kung hindi ka magaaral (wala ka akong oras para mgaral nun sa HS).. ahahha... Pero Sana MakaGradWeyt Ako Noh.. Tara Ragnarok Tayoo.. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-115149881741183402?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/115149881741183402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29195490&amp;postID=115149881741183402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/115149881741183402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/115149881741183402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/2006/06/mag-isip-isip-muli.html' title='Mag isip isip muli'/><author><name>von</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09032194249446739686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29195490.post-115106485599037640</id><published>2006-06-23T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T05:14:16.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Back Sunday: Make Damn Sure</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna make damn sure that you can't ever leave. &lt;br /&gt;No, you won't ever get too far from me. &lt;br /&gt;You won't ever get too far from me. &lt;br /&gt;I'll make damn sure that you can't ever leave. &lt;br /&gt;No, you won't ever get too far from me. &lt;br /&gt;You won't ever get too far from me. &lt;br /&gt;You won't ever get too far from me. &lt;br /&gt;You won't ever get too far... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna break you down so badly. &lt;br /&gt;Well I trip over everything you say. &lt;br /&gt;Well I just wanna break you down so badly. &lt;br /&gt;In the worst way. (Worst way.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make damn sure. &lt;br /&gt;I just wanna break you down so badly. &lt;br /&gt;I just wanna break you down so badly. (Damn sure.) &lt;br /&gt;In the worst way. (Worst way.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-115106485599037640?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/115106485599037640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29195490&amp;postID=115106485599037640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/115106485599037640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/115106485599037640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/2006/06/taking-back-sunday-make-damn-sure.html' title='Taking Back Sunday: Make Damn Sure'/><author><name>von</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09032194249446739686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29195490.post-115044850331936825</id><published>2006-06-16T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T02:02:53.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Demonyong Nagkatawang Tao..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.rotten.com/library/bio/crime/serial-killers/carl-panzram/panzram-mugshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was a remorseless, vicious killer, a child rapist, a man with no soul. Born in rural Minnesota in 1891, he began a life-long odyssey of crime and murder at the age of eight. By the time he was eleven, his family sent him off to a reform school as part of a plea bargain on a burglary charge. Repeatedly sodomized and physically tortured during his two years at the juvenile home, his emotional problems grew progressively worse. As a teenager, he enjoyed setting fires so he could watch buildings burn and often fantasized about committing mass murder. After he raped and murdered a 12-year-old boy in 1922, he joyfully recalled the killing: “His brains were coming out of his ears when I left him. I am not sorry. My conscious doesn’t bother me. I sleep sound and have sweet dreams.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name was Carl Panzram, one of America’s most ferocious, unrepentant serial killers. Embittered by years of torture, beatings and sexual abuse both in and out of prison, Panzram evolved into a man who was meanness personified. He hated everyone, including himself. “I was so full of hate that there was no room in me for such feelings as love, pity, kindness or honor or decency,” he said, “my only regret is that I wasn’t born dead or not at all.” He lived a nomadic existence, committing crimes in Europe, Scotland, the United States, South America and  once killed six men in a day in Africa and fed their bodies to hungry crocodiles. He spent most of his chaotic life in prisons where archaic methods of repression included physical tortures that were reminiscent of medieval times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when he was on the loose, Panzram murdered, raped and burned his way across the country in a mission of destruction that was unlike anything law enforcement had ever seen before. To explain his debauchery, he said his parents “were ignorant, and thru their improper teachings and improper environment, I was gradually led into the wrong way of living.” But it was the prisons that Panzram hated most. Throughout his life, he was trapped in a hopeless cycle of incarceration, crime and jail. Dr. Karl Menninger once described Panzram as a man “faced with the problem of evil in himself and in the rest of us. I have always carried him in my mind as the logical product of our prison system.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day of his execution in Leavenworth Federal Penitentiary in 1930, he ran happily up the gallows steps, spit in the executioner’s face and yelled: “Hurry up you bastard, I could kill ten men while you’re fooling around!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of a man who was “too evil to live.” He was a true misanthrope, a man who hated human beings. He made no apologies for what he was and placed the blame for his deviance squarely on the doorstep of society’s institutions. There is no need to exaggerate or expand on the life and crimes of Carl Panzram. The truth is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-115044850331936825?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/115044850331936825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29195490&amp;postID=115044850331936825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/115044850331936825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/115044850331936825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/2006/06/ang-demonyong-nagkatawang-tao.html' title='Ang Demonyong Nagkatawang Tao..'/><author><name>von</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09032194249446739686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29195490.post-115044824191182592</id><published>2006-06-16T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T01:57:21.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Out of Your Shell</title><content type='html'>Damn Again.. Now I Understand Kung Bkt Kailangan Hindi ka dapat maging Mahiyain sa UP.. U'LL Die.. U'LL be so fucked up, and bored.. My ES I CLass is 3Hrs, straight!! I dont know a BLoody Human Inside that Room.. Good Thing This GiRL beside me decided to talk to me, ^^, (some Luck, coz i happen to lose my ballpen that day!! ^^, soo good) and after some time, i got the hang of it, socializing that is.. Its Quite CoOL to Be Friends with somebody once in a while..  Although she's aLready A Junior, i did not feel the usual feeling of being intimidated to higher years..  Siguro Some Day, iLL try to befriend my other classmates, Oh, and there's this gurL who Looks Like Kim Chiu in my Pan PiL 17 cLass.. I hope i can befriend her *wink*  Now I now that sociAlizing is not that hard... For a Long time kz eh, feeling ko okei na ako ng ako Lng Magisa, kahit nakabukod aus Lng.. ahehe.. pero mahirap paLa... Sana TULoi TuLoi na e2.. damn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-115044824191182592?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/115044824191182592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29195490&amp;postID=115044824191182592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/115044824191182592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/115044824191182592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/2006/06/coming-out-of-your-shell.html' title='Coming Out of Your Shell'/><author><name>von</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09032194249446739686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29195490.post-115036839121498883</id><published>2006-06-15T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T03:46:31.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Blues</title><content type='html'>Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Ang hirap pla tlga maging college student.. Its like Freaking hell.. To Think, Ndi pa ganun kahirap dahil mai mga unting benefits pa din ang pagging freshie.. ahehe.. ^^, Hehe, Cguro nahhrpan lng ako mgadjust sa bagong sistema.. sa tingin ko nga hindi ako makakatagal dito, wahehe.. And dis Blog is Damn Ugly.. and i dont have time to fix it.. ahehe.. Damn TLaga.. Pero Sana Makahaanap ako ng mga bagong "Friends'.. para masaya.. eenjoyin ko nlng to..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-115036839121498883?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/115036839121498883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29195490&amp;postID=115036839121498883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/115036839121498883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/115036839121498883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/2006/06/first-day-blues.html' title='First Day Blues'/><author><name>von</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09032194249446739686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29195490.post-115010089194412325</id><published>2006-06-12T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:28:11.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tear You Apart..</title><content type='html'>"I want to hold you close&lt;br /&gt;Soft breasts, beating heart&lt;br /&gt;As I whisper in your ear&lt;br /&gt;I want to fucking tear you apart ...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang Araw nLng PasuKan.. Exciting.. Pero kahit tapos na ang bakasyon, i feel lyk hell.. Naguguluhan tlga ako.. Ang KuuLet ko tlaga.. haha..Theres still dat Longing, yet, my anger, napakagulo naman ng isip ko.. :c hmm.. cguro pre-1st day jitters Lng to.. ahaha... i really want to fucking tear you apart.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-115010089194412325?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/115010089194412325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29195490&amp;postID=115010089194412325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/115010089194412325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/115010089194412325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/2006/06/tear-you-apart.html' title='Tear You Apart..'/><author><name>von</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09032194249446739686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29195490.post-114992255272986928</id><published>2006-06-09T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T23:55:52.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsinelas.. ^^</title><content type='html'>hehe.. Natuwa ako sa Kanta na To.. Kahit parang kagaguhan ung nkLagy S knya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tsiinelas"&lt;br /&gt;nasan na kaya?&lt;br /&gt;nandito lang kanina,&lt;br /&gt;hinanap ko na sa lahat&lt;br /&gt;pero di ko parin makita...&lt;br /&gt;wala sa kwarto..&lt;br /&gt;wala sa banyo..&lt;br /&gt;iniwan dito..baka kinuha mo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Nasan ang chinelas ko!!!!!!!!!?????&lt;br /&gt;(ewan kooo!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Nasan ang chinelas ko???!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;tsinelas ko&lt;br /&gt;tsinelas ko&lt;br /&gt;tsinelas ko putang ina!&lt;br /&gt;Nasan ang chinelas kooooooooooo?????&lt;br /&gt;bakit ka ganyan?&lt;br /&gt;marunong ka bang magpaalam?&lt;br /&gt;hindi ka pa nakuntento..&lt;br /&gt;kinuha chinelas ko&lt;br /&gt;sisikuhin kita sa hita.&lt;br /&gt;paguuntugin ko ang tuhod mo..&lt;br /&gt;pag hindi ako nakapagpigil susuntukin ko ang kilikili mo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasan na?&lt;br /&gt;tsinelas ko..&lt;br /&gt;hindi naman sayo yan eh!!&lt;br /&gt;bigay pa yan ng lolo ko!!&lt;br /&gt;malambot yan sa paa!!!!&lt;br /&gt;nasan na??!!&lt;br /&gt;nasan na??!!&lt;br /&gt;nasan na??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakatawa cia db..?  maxado nia bngyn ng importancia ang tsinelas nia at ngmura at ngwala siya makuha nia lang uli ung tsinelas.. DB?? galing. Marunong siya mgbgy importansya sa mga gamit niya.. Hehe.. Wag nio nlng po ako pansinin, at pati ang mga walang sense na kanta, bnbgyn ko pa ng kahulugan.. ^^, wala lng.. magawa... Putangina Nasaan ng tsinelas ko..!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-114992255272986928?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/114992255272986928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29195490&amp;postID=114992255272986928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/114992255272986928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/114992255272986928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/2006/06/tsinelas.html' title='Tsinelas.. ^^'/><author><name>von</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09032194249446739686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29195490.post-114982728125946539</id><published>2006-06-08T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T21:28:01.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Go Back To The Start</title><content type='html'>What woULd you do if you have the power to go back in time? It would be great, right? I've been thinking of that too..  That idea has been spinning in my darn empty head for awhile.. Coz, there was thing that i want to change.. ehehe.. But, that idea of time travel is totally impossible, absurd, and selfish...  It seems quite impossible because of the concept of casuality.. Hmm, how can you go back to the past, and affect the future in such a way.. as to prevent its backward through time.. Quite Confusing? Imagine yourself hating your grandfather more than anything, so you go back to the past and kill him.. But if your grandfather is dead, then your mother/father would not be born, So eventually you would not be alive to kill your grandfather!! Weird.. ahehe.. So even if time travel will be possible some day, it wouldn't be very good to bother with time.. Besides, its already way behind you, why bother with it?.. and if you really treasure something, you should have very well guarded it with your life.. So you wont have to go back in time to fix it.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-114982728125946539?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/114982728125946539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29195490&amp;postID=114982728125946539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/114982728125946539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/114982728125946539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/2006/06/lets-go-back-to-start.html' title='Lets Go Back To The Start'/><author><name>von</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09032194249446739686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29195490.post-114966921445349765</id><published>2006-06-07T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T01:33:34.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Noose</title><content type='html'>"You call the deeds as if&lt;br /&gt;They're all someone else's&lt;br /&gt;Atrocious storiesNow you&lt;br /&gt;stand reborn before us all&lt;br /&gt;So glad to see you wellAnd&lt;br /&gt;not to pull your halo down&lt;br /&gt;Around your neck and tug&lt;br /&gt;you to the groundBut I'm&lt;br /&gt;more than just a little curious&lt;br /&gt;How you're planning to go&lt;br /&gt;aboutMaking your amends&lt;br /&gt;to the deadTo the dead&lt;br /&gt;With your halo slipping down&lt;br /&gt;Your halo slipping down&lt;br /&gt;Your halo slipping down to choke you now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To Hell With Them, The Hypocrites..&lt;br /&gt;They Make Our Lives Miserable..&lt;br /&gt;They Go Around Thinking They're&lt;br /&gt;Good. Damn.. I hope Their&lt;br /&gt;"self-made" Halo Chokes&lt;br /&gt;Them Down.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-114966921445349765?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/114966921445349765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29195490&amp;postID=114966921445349765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/114966921445349765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/114966921445349765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/2006/06/noose.html' title='The Noose'/><author><name>von</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09032194249446739686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29195490.post-114965701584917689</id><published>2006-06-06T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T22:10:15.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rose</title><content type='html'>Don't disturb&lt;br /&gt;The beast&lt;br /&gt;The tempermental goat&lt;br /&gt;The snail while he's feeding on&lt;br /&gt;the Rose&lt;br /&gt;Stay frozen, compromising&lt;br /&gt;What I will&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;Bend around&lt;br /&gt;The wind silently&lt;br /&gt;thrown about&lt;br /&gt;Again I'm treading so&lt;br /&gt;Soft and lightly&lt;br /&gt;Compromising my will&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;I will&lt;br /&gt;So no longer&lt;br /&gt;Will I&lt;br /&gt;Lay down&lt;br /&gt;Play dead&lt;br /&gt;Play your doe&lt;br /&gt;in the headlights locked down&lt;br /&gt;and terrified&lt;br /&gt;Your deer in the headlights&lt;br /&gt;shot down and horrified when&lt;br /&gt;Push comes to pull comes to shove&lt;br /&gt;Comes to step around this&lt;br /&gt;Self-destructing dance that never&lt;br /&gt;would've ended till I&lt;br /&gt;Rose&lt;br /&gt;I roared aloud here&lt;br /&gt;I will&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;I will&lt;br /&gt;So no longer&lt;br /&gt;Will I&lt;br /&gt;Lay down&lt;br /&gt;Lay dead&lt;br /&gt;Play this&lt;br /&gt;Kneel down&lt;br /&gt;Gun-shy Martyr&lt;br /&gt;Pitiful&lt;br /&gt;I rose, I roared&lt;br /&gt;I will&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gets Nio? AKO din NDi eh.. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-114965701584917689?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/114965701584917689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29195490&amp;postID=114965701584917689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/114965701584917689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/114965701584917689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/2006/06/rose.html' title='Rose'/><author><name>von</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09032194249446739686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29195490.post-114965473366827528</id><published>2006-06-06T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:32:13.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me..Me..Me..</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. Some Things Bout Me :&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I do believe i need an Anger Management Course..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I am always frustrated with what i do and it really bugs me..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I do not forget any bad things that happened to me..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I would Love to repay any shit who wronged me..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I find playing computer games a haven, a "drug" to make me forget.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I Lyk Listening To Songs motivated by anger, hatred, (u get the picture).. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I always look like I am in a bad mood, but really, i am not! (yeah)..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Communicating is my biggest Problem..^^&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Socializing with People is not my thing..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friendship &lt;/strong&gt;is a thing i no Longer Believe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-114965473366827528?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/114965473366827528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29195490&amp;postID=114965473366827528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/114965473366827528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/114965473366827528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/2006/06/mememe.html' title='Me..Me..Me..'/><author><name>von</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09032194249446739686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29195490.post-114932610325399314</id><published>2006-06-03T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T02:15:03.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Post</title><content type='html'>Yey. FinaLLy, I was AbLe to Make One Post.. So CooL.. I was thinking of Making a Blog pero Lagi Ako nawawala sa Mood MgPost na Kahit Ano.. Pero WaLa na TLaga ako makausp sa bahay kaya ung computer nlng un kakauspn ko? ahehe.. Hehe.. Sana Magamit ko i2 ng husto.. i have so many things in mind na gus2 ko isulat.. wakeke... But Indi Naman cguro un usefeul sa inio un db?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29195490-114932610325399314?l=jeredictusx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/feeds/114932610325399314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29195490&amp;postID=114932610325399314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/114932610325399314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29195490/posts/default/114932610325399314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeredictusx.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-first-post.html' title='My First Post'/><author><name>von</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09032194249446739686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
