<?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-1581924271498926128</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:26:42.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary of a Black Boy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Diary of a Black Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13360072577756608647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__vFasw42o_s/SVnQjgMxiSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Gj646728hRM/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581924271498926128.post-5766735680099899860</id><published>2009-01-22T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:43:34.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been awhile...</title><content type='html'>So the pass few weeks were hella ugly, oh meyng, i think i effed up big time, tripped and cant come back up. I fucked up my relationships with two of my bestfrieds. One just looks at me like im a bad kid now and i know its my fault, but the other one, i just feel bad cause i put her on blast and shit. UGH ! i hate it ! im sorry ! I've been aggressive lately and like, im not sure if its me or everyone is like hella mugging me and stuff. Its tripping me out. Everybody is just hella loud but i hella just wanna scream SHUT UP but i dont wanna be hella mess up and everyone looking at me like theres something wrong. Well there is something wrong with me right now. UGH ! im so stupid. meyng. im done with blogging for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581924271498926128-5766735680099899860?l=sorianoboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5766735680099899860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1581924271498926128&amp;postID=5766735680099899860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/5766735680099899860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/5766735680099899860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its been awhile...'/><author><name>Diary of a Black Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13360072577756608647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__vFasw42o_s/SVnQjgMxiSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Gj646728hRM/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581924271498926128.post-2927705995097452428</id><published>2009-01-06T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:26:17.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Punch..</title><content type='html'>OMG ! I was tryna sleep and when my TV turned off, all i heard in the hall was the smashing door and my mom yelling. Cause my effin dad locked the door on my mom and he has no right to lock it cause its not his room, its my mom's room. So me and my mom is trying to open the door and my dad was yelling at us to stop cause his trying to sleep and my mom was all like. ''Get the fuck off the room cause thats not yours, Where am i supposed to sleep ?!'' and my dad said, sleep somewhere else, so my mom banged on the door hella loud and now my dad is mad and opened the door and pushed my mom. I got hella pissed cause my dad keeps abusing my mom mentally. Me and my brother hella jst wanna beat him up right now but my mom says we cant or else we'll go to jail or abuse and my brother doesnt give a up but i do cause , if we go to jail, whos gone take care of our mom. asdfghjkl!! UGH !&lt;br /&gt;i hate my effin dad. im holdin a lock and a scissor on my hand just incase my dad trys to do anythin to us while my brother is out workin out with thomas lamas. FUCK dawg, i hella jst hate my dad. and if you guys dont see me , something would have prolly happen....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581924271498926128-2927705995097452428?l=sorianoboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2927705995097452428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1581924271498926128&amp;postID=2927705995097452428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/2927705995097452428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/2927705995097452428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-punch.html' title='One Punch..'/><author><name>Diary of a Black Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13360072577756608647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__vFasw42o_s/SVnQjgMxiSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Gj646728hRM/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581924271498926128.post-6938326826565562082</id><published>2009-01-06T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:49:54.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2336/2515232485_76e9eff85e.jpg?v=1223993698"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2336/2515232485_76e9eff85e.jpg?v=1223993698" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream is to go back to the the island I had before. The one that i miss everyday and everynight. The one that I was born on. The one that made who I am right now. The one that I call HOME...&lt;br /&gt;When the good time happens and the bad time flew by. The Island I grew in and the island i grew apart with. The one that kept me isolated from everyone. The one that kept myself centered. The island that sang to me at night and the island that woke me up at sunrise. The island I felt I had a family in. The island i called Philippines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Well today was wierd, it was my friend and my teacher's birthday. HAHA ! Afterschool, went to Dance Class with Lauramay cause she told me to go with her and I just sat there and watched them dance. HAHA Sofood, you needa loosen up a little. Hehe. Well after Dance Class, Lauramay and I headed to the field so HOPEFULLY Sofood can start her lesson on break dancing. But she ended up being shy. Its all good though cause I understand why she wasnt in the mood. I introduced her to everybody but she knew them all already though. HAH ! We were just watching them break and made laughs. HAHA ! Then she had to walk home. Her street name is ''Far Away'' ! HAH just kidding, it was an inside joke. When she left, I stayed and just chilled. Me and Erika had a talk. Oh and some dude, not gone say names, accidently sneezed on the Lino. Nasty .-___-.. Then I ended up walking to the bus stop with Steven, Allen, Josh, and Andrew. Cool Guys. When I got home, first thing I did was walk in the kitchen and check if theres food and bam, i see ADOBO . HAHA. So I just changed and while I changing, my left arm was red. Idk why but it was red red and it was kinna warm, but I ignored it. Oh wellz. and yeah. thats it..&lt;br /&gt;I have a headache, so im going to sleep and hopefully wake up early today. I was supposed to go to my cousin tomorrow instead of going to school but my mom said, oh no, just go to school instead. Oh wells meyng...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581924271498926128-6938326826565562082?l=sorianoboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6938326826565562082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1581924271498926128&amp;postID=6938326826565562082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/6938326826565562082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/6938326826565562082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home..'/><author><name>Diary of a Black Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13360072577756608647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__vFasw42o_s/SVnQjgMxiSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Gj646728hRM/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581924271498926128.post-6594555373860727426</id><published>2009-01-05T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:58:25.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official..</title><content type='html'>..that i started school hella weak this year. I ended up being late again which I always do, but next semester, its different. Hopefully.....&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Freeze came by and visited the school , thats why it was effin cold the whole day. It was the worst way to go back to school is to shiver to class each period. Oh em gee. Send me a batman to demolish this mr. freeze. Geeze. I was in a grumpy mood cause I needed my sleep, cause during the break, I effed up my sleeping schedules. Slept at 4am.. wake up at late afternoon. Thanks alot . hah. nothing really happened today, it was a usual monday, yknw, afterschool..everyone goes home right away. HAHA. I love our notebook. Property of Julie&amp;Chris. I just finished writing on it. well yeah, i guess thats it for now.&lt;br /&gt;Not really in the mood on writing something deep&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581924271498926128-6594555373860727426?l=sorianoboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6594555373860727426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1581924271498926128&amp;postID=6594555373860727426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/6594555373860727426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/6594555373860727426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official..'/><author><name>Diary of a Black Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13360072577756608647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__vFasw42o_s/SVnQjgMxiSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Gj646728hRM/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581924271498926128.post-4413435729198905379</id><published>2009-01-04T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:19:41.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 hours top...</title><content type='html'>Okay, it's been 23 hours ever since i've done it cause i ran out. Thats a good thing right ?  One step closer to myself again.......&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;To start off with, Break is at its end point and we meet school again tomorrow. Boo Hoo. Tell you the truth, Im not even gone try anymore. Im just gone focus on school and the importants more often. I dont wanna end up somewhere im going to regret and missing everyone...&lt;br /&gt;So today, we had our last boys night out and it was cold and fun. its all good though. After, Thomas , Junior and I chilled and ate Pizza with three Buffalo Ranch. Mmhm. haha. Then we ended up walking around and went to dark places like , behind Russell. We were gone jump and climb Russell but decided not to cause it was dark and there was a cop in the parking lot. haha. When we were walking to the parking lot, we acted as nothing was happening cause we didnt want the cop to be asking us question . Haha. When we passed by the cop , we walked towards Russell Field and through the ''Secret Factory'' &lt;&lt; inside joke HAHA. The field was looked hella nice, cause the moon was giving us light and the halo around it was hella pretty. HAHA pretti. So when we were walking through the dark alley, we kept quiet cause it was scary and we kept seeing stuff moving. HAHA. We acted like we were high and sheez. funny stuff man. and we ended up going to Junior's girlfriend's house and thomas borrowed me board to go down hill and he almost fell cause he almost hit a bump and he was going hella fast. HAH ! well yeah, overall today was fun and cold.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Robyn if we didnt get to chill today....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581924271498926128-4413435729198905379?l=sorianoboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4413435729198905379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1581924271498926128&amp;postID=4413435729198905379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/4413435729198905379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/4413435729198905379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/2009/01/24-hours-top.html' title='24 hours top...'/><author><name>Diary of a Black Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13360072577756608647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__vFasw42o_s/SVnQjgMxiSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Gj646728hRM/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581924271498926128.post-1440941730576114700</id><published>2009-01-03T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T02:01:51.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle Scars...</title><content type='html'>Oh , the stuff I do for living is getting into me now. The problems I managed to escape is following me. The troubles I have made is now what I am. Am I still the person I was yesterday. I don't think so. People change through their life and I guess so did I, but I always thought that I wouldn't . I was afraid that I would break the promise I made for myself, but theres times when people has to go through it. Life is so different now. People grow up. Should I do the same and stop being sucha a kid and take the other way around.....&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Let see what I did today, ooh yeah, I did the usual. Inhale and Exhale, I need to quit that shit though . So my arm is wrapped around with bandages and I need to massage it with pain reliever later. Oh gosh, I cant type properly. So I guess time to stop bloggin for today.&lt;br /&gt;Night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581924271498926128-1440941730576114700?l=sorianoboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1440941730576114700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1581924271498926128&amp;postID=1440941730576114700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/1440941730576114700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/1440941730576114700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/2009/01/battle-scars.html' title='Battle Scars...'/><author><name>Diary of a Black Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13360072577756608647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__vFasw42o_s/SVnQjgMxiSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Gj646728hRM/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581924271498926128.post-2599354645401109397</id><published>2009-01-01T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:22:05.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Chapter Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2oo9 !&lt;/span&gt; HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone !&lt;br /&gt;This year, im not gone have any New Years Resolution cause ima end up procastinating and i dont wanna do that. Well ill continue this later...&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Okay im back , its 12:05 am and im going to valleyfair today. haha&lt;br /&gt;i got hook in with this song. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EJUngSwlff8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EJUngSwlff8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA ! well i dont feel like writing today, ima re-continue after im done ''puff puff''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581924271498926128-2599354645401109397?l=sorianoboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2599354645401109397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1581924271498926128&amp;postID=2599354645401109397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/2599354645401109397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/2599354645401109397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-chapter-begins.html' title='A New Chapter Begins'/><author><name>Diary of a Black Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13360072577756608647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__vFasw42o_s/SVnQjgMxiSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Gj646728hRM/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581924271498926128.post-573062812962046240</id><published>2008-12-30T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:14:32.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking In Darkness</title><content type='html'>I need to stop , like seriously. The more i do it, the more i come close to falling into addiction. *sigh* OH MEYNG. It feels like im a different person now. I guess I just slipped away and forgot what I've learned. I've fallen and I need to get back up and get back in track. I need a light to show me the way again.  ''Your Biggest Distraction Is Yourself''&lt;br /&gt;''Dancing With Jesus''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CGwiYYXO17g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CGwiYYXO17g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i woke up round 11:50ish today cause my friend Thomas gave me morning call to tell me whats the plan for today. Oh meyng, i think i had 5-6 hours of sleep today. xP. Well when i woke up, i waited for Thomas' second call so i know the actuall plan cause he was tryna hit up some people and yeah. So while i was waiting, i went back to sleep for like 5mins and woke up. I had the call and i got ready. Well I was supposed to get ready but I ended up using the computer for like 15mins and I got hungry so i ate and that took more time than I thought. haha. So i got ready around 1230ish and finished around 120ish cause when i got off the shower, the show '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'My Super Sweet 16&lt;/span&gt;'' caught my eye so I watched  it and lost track of time. LOL woops. So I ended up going to MHS around 210ish , I think. haha. I just watched the Bboys break. Everytime we session, I end up not breaking. Idk why but I think I like it better when i practice by myself. HAHA wieerd. Okay so they breaked for like about 3hours. HAHA. They were practicing for the upcoming rally. and yeah. I was hungry and cold earlier tho. Once again, I failed, I told myself I was gone go to the GYM earlier but it slipped outta my head. HAHA. meyng. I hate not feeling sore. But I needa start running more again, cause I think my Asthma is back. I just tried my inhaler that i havent used in a long ass time and when i used it, it tasted nasty, i almost threw up. BLEH. Okay so hopefully, tomorrow's plan will be ask my mom for money for a new haircut and hopefully some stores are open tomorrow. IDK where to celebrate New Years Eve. I dont believe in Jumping and Pinching somebody to make them grow. HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;well ima continue this later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581924271498926128-573062812962046240?l=sorianoboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/feeds/573062812962046240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1581924271498926128&amp;postID=573062812962046240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/573062812962046240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/573062812962046240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/2008/12/walking-in-darkness.html' title='Walking In Darkness'/><author><name>Diary of a Black Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13360072577756608647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__vFasw42o_s/SVnQjgMxiSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Gj646728hRM/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581924271498926128.post-2663907526276056047</id><published>2008-12-29T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:28:38.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Time is always the best</title><content type='html'>okay, its my first time blogging and pearl told me to blog about her , HAHA,'' heeeey girl heey'', haha, so um, im tryna upload and download songs for my mp3 and i hate how my brother uses my mp3 w/out asking, it pisses me off cause he wastes my batteries and stuff, ooh wells he owes me, okay this is what i got so far, Hi and Bye Pearl &lt;3 hopefully i get this thing right and hopefully you can add me, haha im sucha loser xP [to be continue] i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1:23 am Dec 30 Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;haha okay so i decided to continue since i have nothing else to do, woooh meyng im full, i just ate a bowl full of spaghetti, mmmhm . Then later, im work out. Do some push ups and some crunchies, cuase you know your boy chris needs to stay in shape. haha. Pearl ! im sorry if i didnt feed you, i was trying to but the screen was on the way. sowwwy ;[. ill make it up to you next time, okay? SUSHI ! woooh ((0)) &lt; idk if that looks like a sushi roll or not but i want some right now. hehe&lt;br /&gt;okay so today's plan is go to Mhs round 12ish afternoon for Rally Practice, idk why im going even tho im not part of it but oh wells , thomas invited me to go. iGuess we gone chill after. HAHA woah i needed up writing alot today ! im likin BLOGGING. its like my own Diary . oooooh x] DIARY OF A BLACK BOY !&lt;3 haha MEEE&lt;br /&gt;okay well thats it for now&lt;br /&gt;-1:28 [wrote for 5mins]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581924271498926128-2663907526276056047?l=sorianoboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2663907526276056047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1581924271498926128&amp;postID=2663907526276056047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/2663907526276056047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581924271498926128/posts/default/2663907526276056047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sorianoboy.blogspot.com/2008/12/1st-time-is-always-best.html' title='1st Time is always the best'/><author><name>Diary of a Black Boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13360072577756608647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__vFasw42o_s/SVnQjgMxiSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Gj646728hRM/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
