<?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-1810712147106973153</id><updated>2011-07-07T13:42:55.671-07:00</updated><category term='valentines day february 14 love lost'/><category term='Lyrical Thesis Demo Reel Vancouver Hip Hop'/><category term='redefinition goals future shade mix up'/><category term='trust'/><category term='boredom'/><category term='lyrical thesis alice in wonderland'/><category term='lyrics cupcakin flirting'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='giving thanks'/><category term='inspiration dancing fulfillment friendships happiness'/><category term='2010'/><category term='updates'/><category term='hoochie mama 2 live crew Lyrical Thesis ol&apos;skool hip hop dance routine'/><category term='random post'/><category term='lost friendships'/><category term='gujju bazaar dance bollywood success'/><category term='life'/><category term='Noyze'/><category term='friendships home'/><category term='wake up and pay attention'/><category term='passion dance thanks learning guidance success'/><category term='Education Bachelor&apos;s Degree Fine Arts Dance University'/><category term='reflecting contemplation bear hug'/><category term='Suicide Spider'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='blah'/><category term='bucky top dancehall crew vancouver'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='closure'/><category term='ancestry keke slave trade jokes'/><category term='busy'/><category term='moving on'/><category term='wtf??'/><category term='so tired'/><category term='questions'/><category term='Lyrical thesis hip hop'/><category term='intruige'/><title type='text'>Noyze</title><subtitle type='html'>Emulating from the beat of my own drum</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-7789666395856837035</id><published>2010-09-05T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T03:33:08.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed Ranting</title><content type='html'>Sitting here I can do nothing but wonder why my happiness seems to be momentary, almost fleeting. That probably isn't the case but it seems that the unhappy times are the only ones that stand out in my mind. Why do they have such a powerful impact? Why does hurt leave a greater impression than joy?&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, now especially, I feel like when I finally put all my energy into something that I think is good for me I end up setting myself up for disappointment. I know nothing ever lasts but I'm trying my hardest for this to last...with the impression I wasn't the only one trying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still only feeling disappointed.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-7789666395856837035?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/7789666395856837035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/09/disappointed-ranting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/7789666395856837035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/7789666395856837035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/09/disappointed-ranting.html' title='Disappointed Ranting'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-2434706213688145289</id><published>2010-08-17T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T01:25:34.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Chances</title><content type='html'>Why do I give some people 2nd chances and not others? Does everyone deserve a 2nd chance? hmmmm&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.twitter.com/NoyzeNoMannaz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-2434706213688145289?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/2434706213688145289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/08/2nd-chances.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/2434706213688145289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/2434706213688145289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/08/2nd-chances.html' title='2nd Chances'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-5580451005723253509</id><published>2010-07-25T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T23:38:31.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrical thesis hip hop'/><title type='text'>Lyrical Thesis Back At It</title><content type='html'>Our Latest Performance:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zINsPZsxmys&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&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/zINsPZsxmys&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-5580451005723253509?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/5580451005723253509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/07/lyrical-thesis-back-at-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/5580451005723253509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/5580451005723253509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/07/lyrical-thesis-back-at-it.html' title='Lyrical Thesis Back At It'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-4894721530330104436</id><published>2010-05-14T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T00:57:57.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Midnite Perspective</title><content type='html'>A convo between a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; and I starting with this status update:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Boys come and go but best friends are forever"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Would you classify me as a best friend or a boy?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Odd question, but you're a friend. How's that?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lol I was just referring to your status.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Haha its more for the guys around here. All show and no substance.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hear u&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I despise that sometimes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wat do u despise&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Being just a show. No personality&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Does anyone even check for personality anymore?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;No time I guess. That's why I'm bored here.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bored is the word.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;That and just blah. Unmotivated because people are boring and depressing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sigh I know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just need a hobby or something.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wonder if it's hard to learn how to crochet...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well I'm gonna learn how to sew...Create my own world. I want my own world where major and minor shit doesn't matter. Just be you and have fun. Because I'm doin it and you're entitled to that freedom as well.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that's just it...create your own world and engulf yourself in it. you are the one that has to live your life...no one else does...make your world the way you want it, and live the way you want....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-4894721530330104436?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/4894721530330104436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/05/midnite-perspective.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/4894721530330104436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/4894721530330104436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/05/midnite-perspective.html' title='Midnite Perspective'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-4813143145897803958</id><published>2010-05-14T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T00:42:57.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been in one of those Life Aint Shit moods?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ask why is it so hard to let down my guards and trust. &lt;/span&gt;Why is it so hard for you to be trustworthy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;They ask why it seems I'm not investing as much in them as I did initially.&lt;/span&gt; Why should I when you distribute your investment between multiple people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;They ask why I never explain what's on my mind.&lt;/span&gt; Do people actually care what's on someone else's mind anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life just becomes so lacklustre and boring when people start acting carbon copies....&lt;br /&gt;Even though repairable, the heart is a fragile thing, but does it start out stronger because it's never been hurt, or does it become stronger from all the beatings it endures?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-4813143145897803958?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/4813143145897803958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/05/questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/4813143145897803958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/4813143145897803958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/05/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-7380897644638703057</id><published>2010-04-26T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T14:33:57.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrical thesis alice in wonderland'/><title type='text'>Alice....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S9YGsHoAvxI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ixQyej_399g/s1600/alice22+%5B1600x1200%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S9YGsHoAvxI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ixQyej_399g/s320/alice22+%5B1600x1200%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464562552891555602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S9YGeBNQCfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Tx-eyDUhrmc/s1600/poster+final+%5B1600x1200%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S9YGeBNQCfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Tx-eyDUhrmc/s320/poster+final+%5B1600x1200%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464562310650530290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-7380897644638703057?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/7380897644638703057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/04/alice.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/7380897644638703057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/7380897644638703057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/04/alice.html' title='Alice....'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S9YGsHoAvxI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ixQyej_399g/s72-c/alice22+%5B1600x1200%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-5492515041874416530</id><published>2010-04-19T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T03:01:10.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Back at it again</title><content type='html'>3 weeks!!! dang I haven't written ina minute.&lt;div&gt;So after the Olympic Rush I took a month long break from dance. Jus kind of bummed around relaxing. I took a little trip out to Toronto (my 3rd home) and reconnected with friends and made sum new friends...and connections...(hehehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for now, BACK AT IT AGAIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rehearsals have been in full swing for The House of La Douche under the guidance of our leader/mother Jojo Zolina. This is my second performance with the house and we are preparing an OVAH piece for the last ever FOR THE LUV OF IT on April 29/10. This is gonna be sick.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few of us also (yesterday) did a promo photo shoot for the house so those pictures will be floating around some time soon. Lots of love out to Jojo for just being himself and doing what he does. I honestly don't know how many things would run without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My crew, my family, my biggest scheduling catastrophe (j/k) LYRICAL THESIS has been filming our first theme piece ALICE. It has been awesome translating it from stage to film. We did location shots and green screen shots so this promises to be a cool product. Much thanks to HUGO LOPEZ of BOSS ENTERTAINMENT for facilitating and shooting this project for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are also preparing our newest theme piece so be ready!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Bucky Top family got a chance to show out at THE HEAVY HITTERS workshop at the beginning of the month. The crew was in full attendance for all three classes (Jojo/Neeks Money/Luther Brown) and got our own little brukout after the Dancehall class. Much thanks to Neeks and Jojo for makin this happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS Luther's class was BEAST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats it for Noyze tonight yall. Full day of shooting and I'm still up at 3 am? Mus be madd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shout out to all my TO famz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TEASAH for bein there thru all my everything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The SandPaperz: rough an dry makin fierce look over rated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kashmere/Somali for bein you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-5492515041874416530?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/5492515041874416530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-at-it-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/5492515041874416530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/5492515041874416530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-at-it-again.html' title='Back at it again'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-7843653770180395523</id><published>2010-03-25T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T11:40:39.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>That was so good...</title><content type='html'>Hello, Hi:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's just get straight to it. Have you ever had one of those dreams? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah you know the kind: exhilarating, passionate, sexy, and a little uncomfortable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well lemme tell ya....I woke up suddenly at 4 am and all I could think was...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I need to clean my room or something....cuz that was dirty...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-7843653770180395523?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/7843653770180395523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-was-so-good.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/7843653770180395523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/7843653770180395523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-was-so-good.html' title='That was so good...'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-1201299872180662919</id><published>2010-03-09T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T02:01:30.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendships home'/><title type='text'>Old Faces + Familiar Places</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YcQNmetvI/AAAAAAAAAHE/yK5OwohGJJ0/s1600-h/26892_596760546146_122503330_35447038_1064963_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So how many times have you felt convinced that you had to find someone to spend your life with to be satisfied?&lt;div&gt;How about instead find a buncha people to spend your life with. No not like multiple partners and concubines...friends silly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet my K-12 Crew:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YUHLUihlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/t-mq0xmAo-0/s1600-h/friends6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YUHLUihlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/t-mq0xmAo-0/s320/friends6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446562912881772114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've all been together since at least fourth grade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;Dejay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: (Filipina) into fashion, lifestyles, journalism, abstract self expression. Most likely to find us at a coffee shop, walking somewhere randomly and people/house watching, acting foolish for a camera, reminiscing, eating Asian food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: (Brown Girl) into politics, random trivia, leopard/cheetah motif, Rihanna, societal issues, self evolution. Most likely to find us at a McDonalds drive through, London Drugs, Tim Hortons, gossiping about high school classmates, sharing family stories, watching movies at home, leaving a bar after enduring uncomfortable conversation with unwanted company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marybeth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: (Red Head) into fashion, politics, literature, shopping, self maintenance, good company. Most likely to find us at Starbucks, sushi bar, shopping, watching movies, concocting classy alcoholic beverages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YY1oNRMfI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wso-s7SvWxg/s1600-h/friends5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YY1oNRMfI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wso-s7SvWxg/s320/friends5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446568108956398066" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YZRinF0uI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Ty6mWLJtTBY/s1600-h/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YZRinF0uI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Ty6mWLJtTBY/s320/friends.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446568588490429154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YY1TUaWEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-4Je4ddR9tw/s1600-h/friends4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YY1TUaWEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-4Je4ddR9tw/s320/friends4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446568103349213250" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YcQNmetvI/AAAAAAAAAHE/yK5OwohGJJ0/s1600-h/26892_596760546146_122503330_35447038_1064963_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YcQNmetvI/AAAAAAAAAHE/yK5OwohGJJ0/s320/26892_596760546146_122503330_35447038_1064963_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446571864205735666" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know these are true friends if after over a decade of knowing each other we still text, facebook, call, and find adventure in simplest things when we're all together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YaARJ0kRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/j8mJtrc6HpY/s1600-h/friends3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YaARJ0kRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/j8mJtrc6HpY/s320/friends3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446569391258112274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter where we are spending our lives, apart or together, they will be my piece of home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-1201299872180662919?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/1201299872180662919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/03/old-faces-familiar-places.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/1201299872180662919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/1201299872180662919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/03/old-faces-familiar-places.html' title='Old Faces + Familiar Places'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YUHLUihlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/t-mq0xmAo-0/s72-c/friends6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-4320092412427338413</id><published>2010-03-08T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T02:17:17.257-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><title type='text'>Officially taken off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....and 2010 has begun.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh man talk about the most tiring 2 months of my life. I don't even know where to begin!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5XEzFSGdrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ge1aoORjUz4/s1600-h/massivemonkees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5XEzFSGdrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ge1aoORjUz4/s320/massivemonkees.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446475706244953778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So right at the beginning of January my crew LYRICAL THESIS got to open up alongside a few other Vancity crews for the MASSIVE MONKEES of America's Best Dance Crew fame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5XrBif8vJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YVSU-sUH_7s/s1600-h/jusalilhype.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5XrBif8vJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YVSU-sUH_7s/s320/jusalilhype.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446517736047688850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next thing on the agenda for the crew was an interview by Vancouver's Just A Lil Hype Magazine. We got feature and a full length interview and photo session. It was an awesome experience and it gave us the chance to really communicate what our mission is as well as think about where we are going as a family and individually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5XsiXoWCKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_6kP5TEisys/s1600-h/karmetik3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5Xsh24mw-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/je4CFK-Y8IM/s1600-h/Karmetik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5Xsh24mw-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/je4CFK-Y8IM/s320/Karmetik.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446519390787257314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5XsiXoWCKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_6kP5TEisys/s1600-h/karmetik3.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5XsiXoWCKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_6kP5TEisys/s320/karmetik3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446519399577421986" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next up is LOS ANGELES!!! So I went as a guest dancer of South Asian Arts with the owner Raakhi Sinha to perform at Karmetik's show MACHINE ORCHESTRA put on by CalArts University. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5Xv63O5CwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3fPM-lCm7tY/s1600-h/hollywood2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5Xv63O5CwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3fPM-lCm7tY/s320/hollywood2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446523118912342786" style="text-align: center;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5Xv5yP10PI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YQ406p25LmU/s1600-h/hollywood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5Xv5yP10PI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YQ406p25LmU/s320/hollywood.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446523100394279154" style="text-align: center;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5XxrRxyDBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_z8RVPyufUY/s1600-h/Kermetik2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5XxrRxyDBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_z8RVPyufUY/s320/Kermetik2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446525050183355410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I was only there for a short time I didn't get to really take it all in but my friend Ryan who is the best in the world ever took me all around. I got to see the sights and dance still.  We also went to the first CARNIVAL (choreographer's ball) of the year and that was inspirational to see all those professional dancers in their element.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YIRWdq-iI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6gxh0ij8los/s1600-h/panasonic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YIRWdq-iI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6gxh0ij8los/s320/panasonic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446549893532023330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5X3vpLp_5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/DFCaBsvGVuI/s1600-h/olympics3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5X3vpLp_5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/DFCaBsvGVuI/s320/olympics3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446531722255138706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next on the agenda: NOYZE DOES THE OLYMPICS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So dancing everyday since November lead to the 2010 winter Olympics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was lucky to choreograph the first ever 3 person all male Bharata Natyam dance in Vancouver's history. I can say that and know its true because there are only two practicing and performing male BNat dancers here including my self. Other than that there are three more a little more low key I believe. I had the pleasure of dancing alongside Sujit Vaidya (Bombay/Vancouver), and Bhavajan Navatratnam (Toronto).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YDdkmx54I/AAAAAAAAAFs/G3lKPTGs6uc/s1600-h/olympics4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YDdkmx54I/AAAAAAAAAFs/G3lKPTGs6uc/s320/olympics4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446544605928613762" style="text-align: center;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YDdQV94-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/w2sEU-KqNvk/s1600-h/olympics5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YDdQV94-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/w2sEU-KqNvk/s320/olympics5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446544600489386978" style="text-align: center;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right after the first Live City show was the BC Victory Day Medal Ceremonies which were the first medal ceremonies and was held at BC Place Stadium. I took part in the Indo-Canadian set and was a featured Bharata Natyam dancer. The whole piece featured Footedge Dance Co, UBC Girlz Bhangra Team, Shaan-E-Punjab youth team, Bharata Natyam Dancers from Sampoornam Dance Co. (Peali Triveni and Theena-Veena Kalashasthiram) and Jai Govinda Dance Academy, Kathak dancers from Nrithya Manjaree and Mangala Bhatt, Live music from Ajay Kapur and Neelamjit Dhillon and Dhol Nation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YGl8H7TaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CMfderHUtZk/s1600-h/olympics2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YGl8H7TaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CMfderHUtZk/s320/olympics2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446548048215494050" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YGlUCXlpI/AAAAAAAAAF0/R0WC5Z2VcK0/s1600-h/OLYMPICS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YGlUCXlpI/AAAAAAAAAF0/R0WC5Z2VcK0/s320/OLYMPICS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446548037454763666" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And right after the the Olympic rush was the shoot for an independent documentary called Why Dance Matters where I did a short interview and Dancehall freestyle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YJixXBZzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Exz7Hc1j_Rs/s1600-h/24576_596903868863_116206445_35401620_58947_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5YJixXBZzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Exz7Hc1j_Rs/s320/24576_596903868863_116206445_35401620_58947_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446551292321294130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, 2010 has barely begun and it feels like it should already be over. The amount of memories made up until this point are priceless and I can't believe they went by so fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway...this month long break is well deserved I think....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-4320092412427338413?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/4320092412427338413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/03/officially-taken-off.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/4320092412427338413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/4320092412427338413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/03/officially-taken-off.html' title='Officially taken off'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S5XEzFSGdrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ge1aoORjUz4/s72-c/massivemonkees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-92408025840411195</id><published>2010-02-26T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T01:57:55.150-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suicide Spider'/><title type='text'>Hell Spider</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(128, 128, 128); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;WAAAOOOWWW the biggest spider I have ever seen in my life up close jus ran thru my living room at death speed on a mission. Hope you lived a full life until now, bitch. Message to all other human eating spiders: DON'T TEST!!!! Weapon of Choice: O Magazine, the Presidential issue. Thank you Oprah and Michelle Obama for saving my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-92408025840411195?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/92408025840411195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/02/hell-spider.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/92408025840411195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/92408025840411195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/02/hell-spider.html' title='Hell Spider'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-1848185750757303657</id><published>2010-02-21T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T23:34:14.415-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wake up and pay attention'/><title type='text'>Pay Attention</title><content type='html'>Hey there, this is Noyze:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its time for you to pay &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;attention&lt;/span&gt;. Are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I partly (mostly) want you to pay &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;attention&lt;/span&gt; to me. But by the end of this post hopefully you will be paying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;attention&lt;/span&gt; to much more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there's one thing I really can't stand its anything that is what I like to call "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;sometimish&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Sometimish&lt;/span&gt; can be a person or situation that is inconsistent. Literally one way sometimes, and then completely opposite other times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know none of this is making sense but please keep paying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;attention&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day has been quite interesting, filled with a lot of nothing. Fortunately nothing gives me time to think. Gosh I wish I could stop thinking...but I guess if I stopped thinking I would no longer be. I think by now we all know what I am and what I aspire to be. Therefore it is time to get rid of all the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;sometimish&lt;/span&gt; in your life. Just pay it. If you don't know what that means: PAY IT no mind. Being around a lot of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;sometimish&lt;/span&gt; people makes me appreciate those who aren't. My friend told me one day "I'm just letting u know that nows the time and I'm jumping off the building. I need you to trust me and be there with me." I asked him if he wanted me to hold the rope or jump with him. He replied "what ever you decide to do you'll still be there, and you won't be surprised."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So its time! Time to jump head first. Time to be. Time to stop being &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;sometimish&lt;/span&gt;. Time to wake up and pay &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;attention&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;"If you wanna be somebody, and you wanna go somewhere, you betta wake up and PAY attention..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(If you know where that quote comes from, you and I are meant to be friends.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you paying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;attention&lt;/span&gt; yet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-1848185750757303657?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/1848185750757303657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/02/pay-attention.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/1848185750757303657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/1848185750757303657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/02/pay-attention.html' title='Pay Attention'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-7453237671701579972</id><published>2010-02-13T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T01:42:00.499-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day february 14 love lost'/><title type='text'>....Happy Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>What is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;really?&lt;div&gt;Love is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRUST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust is letting yourself be comfortable with someone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then letting them tell you that you're not good enough, and its pointless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many is one &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;too&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; many?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fuck it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I'm over it too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-7453237671701579972?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/7453237671701579972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/7453237671701579972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/7453237671701579972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='....Happy Valentines Day'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-8174262059994995013</id><published>2010-02-04T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T01:45:40.131-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intruige'/><title type='text'>I wonder...</title><content type='html'>February is here....&lt;div&gt;I've been trying to commit to a post for weeks now but I guess I'm having a bit of a writer's block....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that there is a lack of emotions, thoughts, and feelings to be sorted through and filed away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just tired...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physically above all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mentally, waiting to be stimulated...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And surprisingly enough...it isn't something, but someone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-8174262059994995013?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/8174262059994995013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/8174262059994995013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/8174262059994995013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder...'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-7293374550937201232</id><published>2010-01-02T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T02:58:15.198-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><title type='text'>We Here We Here We Here</title><content type='html'>2010 yall!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;AAAAAHHHHH!!!!! *GROUPIE SCREAM*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK so I'm wishing everyone a very happy and prosperous new year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many big things happening this year. Some new editions include the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;2010 Winter Olympics&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Did he say the Olympics?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEAH snukka I said the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;! *BAM BAM BAM!!* Yuh know who's me?? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;SHOTTA&lt;/span&gt; STATUS DAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your bwoy Noyze is choreographing a couple items to be showcased in affiliation with the Olympic Games including an all male Bharata Natyam dance (unheard of in Vancouver).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANNNND a spot for the BC Victory Day Celebration -- More on that later cuz I dunno if I'm allowed to talk about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was fully intended to be a deep and reflective post but mi nah time fuh dat business now lolz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again happy 2010 and may my hair continue to stretch an grow until it trips me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOYZE ~~ Ah mi dat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-7293374550937201232?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/7293374550937201232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-here-we-here-we-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/7293374550937201232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/7293374550937201232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-here-we-here-we-here.html' title='We Here We Here We Here'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-1944425717178227372</id><published>2009-12-25T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T13:07:30.704-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Happy Holidays</title><content type='html'>Hey Muffins!&lt;div&gt;This is my last post for 09 just wishing yall happy holidays and a very Merry Christmas. Hope your season is full of family, fun, and food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you in 2010!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noyze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-1944425717178227372?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/1944425717178227372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/1944425717178227372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/1944425717178227372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-331645564596129658</id><published>2009-12-18T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T04:22:13.462-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrical Thesis Demo Reel Vancouver Hip Hop'/><title type='text'>LYRICAL THESIS Demo Reel</title><content type='html'>This is my family and here is a compilation of the work we've done together in the time we've been together. It hasn't even been a year but in that time the amount of headway we've made is astounding. Hope you enjoy it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/589366428953"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/589366428953" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-331645564596129658?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/331645564596129658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/12/lyrical-thesis-demo-reel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/331645564596129658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/331645564596129658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/12/lyrical-thesis-demo-reel.html' title='LYRICAL THESIS Demo Reel'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-3394157312263618502</id><published>2009-11-30T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:14:37.754-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ancestry keke slave trade jokes'/><title type='text'>Our [Keke] ancestry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/SxSlD1gl_MI/AAAAAAAAADY/wbAiF0ktUYQ/s1600/map.slave.trade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/SxSlD1gl_MI/AAAAAAAAADY/wbAiF0ktUYQ/s320/map.slave.trade.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410130537700785346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(17, 17, 17); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; clear: both; font-weight: bold; "&gt;This is a convo I felt needed to be shared with all of you:&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: its a life long goal of mine to find out where most of my lineage is from&lt;br /&gt;Me: like wat part of west africa and south india&lt;br /&gt;JayeJaye: that sounds cool&lt;br /&gt;JayeJaye: i'd like to do that too&lt;br /&gt;Me: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Me: our african heritage is most likely similar if not the same&lt;br /&gt;JayeJaye: yeah, more than likely&lt;br /&gt;JayeJaye:yay to our ancestors being keke girls&lt;br /&gt;JayeJaye: before the slave catcher came&lt;br /&gt;JayeJaye: =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: yes betch&lt;br /&gt;Me: jus tryna fetch a pail of water&lt;br /&gt;Me: and the white man came an SNATCHED em cuz they cute&lt;br /&gt;JayeJaye: LOL! yes b*tch&lt;br /&gt;JayeJaye: i know they gave tyra distress fierce though while being captured&lt;br /&gt;JayeJaye: model picture ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-3394157312263618502?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/3394157312263618502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-keke-ancestry.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/3394157312263618502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/3394157312263618502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-keke-ancestry.html' title='Our [Keke] ancestry'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/SxSlD1gl_MI/AAAAAAAAADY/wbAiF0ktUYQ/s72-c/map.slave.trade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-4053129168299617207</id><published>2009-11-29T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T04:22:26.689-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bucky top dancehall crew vancouver'/><title type='text'>Bucky Top Demo Reel</title><content type='html'>Vancouver's premiere Dancehall crew: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Bucky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/587766330563"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/587766330563" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-4053129168299617207?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/4053129168299617207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/bucky-top-demo-reel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/4053129168299617207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/4053129168299617207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/bucky-top-demo-reel.html' title='Bucky Top Demo Reel'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-8675954282339235520</id><published>2009-11-28T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T04:35:30.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/SxEfnH1XRMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7Ar7TsyMEpw/s1600/984430_633949775650791250_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/SxEfnH1XRMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7Ar7TsyMEpw/s320/984430_633949775650791250_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409139384426906818" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;vogue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No, its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;insomnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-8675954282339235520?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/8675954282339235520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/werk-for-10s.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/8675954282339235520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/8675954282339235520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/werk-for-10s.html' title='10s'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/SxEfnH1XRMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7Ar7TsyMEpw/s72-c/984430_633949775650791250_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-8497331876566536004</id><published>2009-11-25T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T04:16:30.547-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoochie mama 2 live crew Lyrical Thesis ol&apos;skool hip hop dance routine'/><title type='text'>Lyrical Thesis in the Building</title><content type='html'>Arite so the crew is back at it again. We haven't danced together in a couple weeks since &lt;i&gt;For The Hell Of It&lt;/i&gt; where we did our "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Alice&lt;/span&gt;" piece (still waiting for video).&lt;div&gt;But we're back, refreshed and excited to be back together. Oh...and still as foolish as ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;BIG BOOTY HOS!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Hoochie Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wwYQe7ov8Js&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wwYQe7ov8Js&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-8497331876566536004?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/8497331876566536004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/lyrical-thesis-in-building.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/8497331876566536004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/8497331876566536004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/lyrical-thesis-in-building.html' title='Lyrical Thesis in the Building'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-3885988572910885526</id><published>2009-11-23T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T00:03:48.280-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education Bachelor&apos;s Degree Fine Arts Dance University'/><title type='text'>The Race is On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My heart is racing....&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why? &lt;/i&gt;This is one of the first times where I have put things into perspective and been excited about it. I find these days I have to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;put things into perspective&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more often than before to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;regain focus. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt; Here's what I'm focusing on:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/SwuNLj2zFHI/AAAAAAAAADA/RWz2kqjxCjo/s320/ailey_2web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407571007331570802" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why can't that be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;? Well it could be. I've started really thinking about audition to get into a program that offers a Bachelor's of Fine Arts in Dance at an east coast university. Just researching and thinking about the possibility all day as been exciting me. Anyone that knows me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;KNOWS&lt;/span&gt; that I despise school...but imagine &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;*insert dream sequence*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; waking up every morning and taking dance classes every day. Then graduating and getting a degree. Becoming a choreographer and renowned performer. Being a voice for change.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/SwuSrDqcIaI/AAAAAAAAADI/6I4aQklP9dc/s320/dancestudio1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407577046003753378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The ideal classroom.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm thinking &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;April&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; audition....yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-3885988572910885526?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/3885988572910885526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/race-is-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/3885988572910885526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/3885988572910885526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/race-is-on.html' title='The Race is On...'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/SwuNLj2zFHI/AAAAAAAAADA/RWz2kqjxCjo/s72-c/ailey_2web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-6179325921715116157</id><published>2009-11-18T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T02:32:03.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Silky n Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/SwPNAD9gfzI/AAAAAAAAACA/VCEUnQCBnEM/s1600/Photo+60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/SwPNAD9gfzI/AAAAAAAAACA/VCEUnQCBnEM/s320/Photo+60.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405389378721709874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lets talk about all this hair: OVAHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-6179325921715116157?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/6179325921715116157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-silky-n-long.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/6179325921715116157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/6179325921715116157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-silky-n-long.html' title='Long Silky n Long'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/SwPNAD9gfzI/AAAAAAAAACA/VCEUnQCBnEM/s72-c/Photo+60.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-149360855231515368</id><published>2009-11-16T14:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T14:20:13.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friendly Reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Those times when you need inspiration, look to those around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me and my girl Teasah a year ago, when every chance I got to dance with her I would be filled with excitement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/586712607233"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/586712607233" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-149360855231515368?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/149360855231515368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/friendly-reminder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/149360855231515368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/149360855231515368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/friendly-reminder.html' title='A Friendly Reminder'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-5632096696886045173</id><published>2009-11-12T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T00:38:33.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflecting contemplation bear hug'/><title type='text'>Its just one of them days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/SvvGMTOJAoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/eldUxveN1Ic/s1600-h/polar-bear-funny-dog-death-hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/SvvGMTOJAoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/eldUxveN1Ic/s320/polar-bear-funny-dog-death-hug.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403130092581356162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes you just need to take one of those days to not be around anyone. In my case today was one of those days. I hate it when people piss me off. But then I remind myself of the people that keep me grounded. Its funny that people who aren't the best of friends can be the ones to really take you there. I guess I have a lucky habit of being mentally attracted towards people with a good spirit. By that I mean people who are just real and possess an almost innate wisdom second nature to common sense. Something I hope I have. And then I look at the picture again and realize that the people I thought I considered best friends are the ones that fuck up the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Something isn't right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;....2009 has definitely  been a year of learning for me. I have learned so much about people. Ugh....people....they drive me crazy. I'm still learning. One thing I can stay true to while learning is that I am not living for any of these people. I am living for myself. As for the picture up top....that's what I need: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A BIG HUG..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-5632096696886045173?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/5632096696886045173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-just-one-of-them-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/5632096696886045173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/5632096696886045173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-just-one-of-them-days.html' title='Its just one of them days...'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/SvvGMTOJAoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/eldUxveN1Ic/s72-c/polar-bear-funny-dog-death-hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-1918155095836331861</id><published>2009-11-10T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:25:15.614-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gujju bazaar dance bollywood success'/><title type='text'>Wowwww</title><content type='html'>So ladies n gents, here I am after a little hiatus thinking to myself: wowwwww!! These past few weeks have been crazy. On top of crazy preparations for a big show, I got the flu! I'm still here trying to get over it. A week later and still not gone. Of course because i never give myself time to actually recover. Aside from that, we pulled off an amazing show on sunday. This is something that I single handedly choreographed and 12 of us have been labouring hard over since the beginning of september. Early (10 am) sunday morning practices, late monday night practices, and a lot of planning and organization to make this thing happen. On top of this, I was sick at the actual show. Nevertheless, it was amazing. And everyone loved it. Its great to know that there are so many people behind your vision helping it to succeed, and plenty more that are greatly appreciative of it. So anyway, here's the piece. It's called GUJJU BAZAAR and depicts how the workers at a small market place decide to deal with economic hardship in the form of a black and white movie. Enjoy!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bdma1k-AOzs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bdma1k-AOzs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-1918155095836331861?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/1918155095836331861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/wowwww.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/1918155095836331861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/1918155095836331861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/11/wowwww.html' title='Wowwww'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-8924049893503054879</id><published>2009-10-18T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T13:41:59.442-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion dance thanks learning guidance success'/><title type='text'>Sittin on [Bucky] TOP of the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I can't help but sit here in the middle of the night, eating my breakfast, and think: damn. No i didn't just wake up by the way. I'm just eating breakfast because I feel like it. Although...you could call this moment an awakening. (Side note, I'm going to need my mama and Auntie Jemima to look into opening a pancake shop and run dat triflin' IHOP girl into the ground 'cause these pancakes are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BOMB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;). So let's talk about what has me feeling like I'm on top of the world. What it is that has further awakened me. I write to you freshly sweaty from yet another performance. Everything went beautifully and people were very appreciative of the item. Business cards were exchanged, email addresses noted, and promises of future contact for gigs to come were made.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What does all of this mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The whole performance went in a split second, and I was lost in the dance, the music, the energy. Not until some official speaking about contracts broke through the absolute high I was on and pulled me back down to earth did I realize, I'm getting paid for this! I am following my dream, putting myself through hell, victim to chaos and disorganization.....and loving every moment....and making a living. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I sit back in the dining room and think about what or who I'm doing this for, and the answer is simple: first and foremost, me. I can respect those who do it just for the money or the recognition, but it feels a whole lot better when in the end you're feeling accomplished within. So many people get caught up in the shady dance scene and fall in the middle of everybody's mix up and common chat. Jealousy makes people do and say things to bring others down and all I can say is, that is beneath me. I'm not doing this to prove anything to Tom, Dick, or Harry (maybe Julissa, Ky'Neeq, and Duone.....yeah those sound more real).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DANCERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;are quick to get caught up in the glitz, then have to walk back through the shade and get lost, forgetting that once beneath it all was passion. My mother always told me "Don mind wha other people dem say. Jus mind yuhself." Although glad for that little piece of advice, there are some people whose words I did mind and took to heart. I must give respect where respect is due and remember that I learned to hear the beat before I could move to it. I'm so blessed to have learned and shared with the people I consider mentors, and will continue to be forever greatful for their guidance. I just hope that when I do take a wrong turn and get lost that I can look back to this place and remember my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RkRhXKuXrE0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RkRhXKuXrE0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-8924049893503054879?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/8924049893503054879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/10/sittin-on-bucky-top-of-world.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/8924049893503054879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/8924049893503054879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/10/sittin-on-bucky-top-of-world.html' title='Sittin on [Bucky] TOP of the World'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-232266788836107103</id><published>2009-10-12T12:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T12:58:45.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving thanks'/><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>So I was going through my inbox and found a post someone made about an altercation we had once upon a time. It just helped me realize how so many people are out there trying to make you change. Trying to make you be someone your not, just to fit in with their life, just so things can be convenient for them. You can go ahead and try to change or adapt yourself, but once you realize that they have a different standard for you and they aren't going to reciprocate then you have to ask what it is all really worth. Today being Thanksgiving in Canada, I sit back and reflect on the things I am truly thankful for. With that I realize all the things I have learned in 2009. This year has been crazy. Friendships beginning and ending, relationships blooming and withering, finding a new home, new inspirations, lessons learned, and fun times had. I guess you could say that 2009 so far has been quite eye opening. As for what is in store for me past this moment, I can only plan to be disappointed and stay pleasantly surprised.&lt;div&gt;Today I'm giving thanks for all those that inspire me, keep me grounded, and show me what true friendship is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/7MVGJKZ6QaQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/7MVGJKZ6QaQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-232266788836107103?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/232266788836107103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/232266788836107103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/232266788836107103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-8187821558479652886</id><published>2009-09-27T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:36:38.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration dancing fulfillment friendships happiness'/><title type='text'>Roller Coaster UnRomance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So have you ever had one of those nights where you were all good, and then you talked to that person? Things are going great. You're happy to be cupcakin away, on dat cloud 13 tip (you havn't quite made it up to cloud 9, but you're not too far from it. You can see it in the distant future). Then they say that one thing to fuck it up - snaps you back to reality. All I could say was, "I guess I should just follow my gut instinct." Now is clearly not the time...so I tell myself I'm not sure why I bother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now let me bring it up to today. Thinking, today is going to be a shit day. Until I started dancing. Two rehearsals later I'm on top of the world. Worn out and tired as fudge, but so fulfilled. It just goes to show that I'm really going the direction I need to be going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Other than dancing, my saving grace: my friends. All we did was walk straight, and I forgot everything I was dealing with and how I was feeling, emotionally and physically. I'm happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shout out to ChrIzzy --&gt; here's a hug homie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/j3b1iVr9bBE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/j3b1iVr9bBE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-8187821558479652886?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/8187821558479652886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/09/roller-coaster-unromance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/8187821558479652886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/8187821558479652886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/09/roller-coaster-unromance.html' title='Roller Coaster UnRomance'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-6616790835282390830</id><published>2009-09-26T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T02:45:09.068-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so tired'/><title type='text'>Change Of Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was going to write a new entry; then I looked at the time and realized I've been up for&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; 22 hours&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;41 minutes&lt;/span&gt;. During those hours I worked my early morning job, taught my dance class, taught a piece for an audition, and performed a late night club gig. So its safe to say, I'll hook this page up in between doing my laundry tomorrow. Good Night World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-6616790835282390830?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/6616790835282390830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/09/change-of-plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/6616790835282390830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/6616790835282390830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/09/change-of-plans.html' title='Change Of Plans'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-5479981998959093895</id><published>2009-09-20T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T18:53:25.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redefinition goals future shade mix up'/><title type='text'>A New Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;New is probably the wrong adjective to use. I would have to say redefined or updated better suits this Noyze. I recently returned from my three week vacation to Tdot. Everyone kept asking me "how is this a vacation?" I understand why they asked since all I did was party, eat, and dance. But no work, school, or home equals vacation to me. I met sooooooo many people. Networking was definately the T. Plenty of dancers and mad people I've looked up to. The whole trip was just a huge inspiration. Plus i got to chill wit my homegirls and get much needed advice and guidance, as well as go in with the "girls" every nite. LOL we were an organized mess. It was really a hard decision to decide to come back home or stay there but I decided to return since I had already made a bunch of commitments and lined up some opportunities. I figure its for the better because I still have yet to let myself grow in the way I want to before I leave here to pursue more. And that's what this time here is for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My girl Teasah had a little sit down with me and we just talked about everything we are both aiming to do. She's such an inspiration to me and its a bit of a blessing to receive guidance from someone like her. Just as planned stuff is really starting to fall into place. Steady job Monday - Friday mornings is bomb. Dancing almost every day resulting in paid gigs is boss. Actually enjoying what I'm doing.... there're  no words for that. My dance crew is really a cool lil family I love our dynamic, and thers big plans for us....I may not be around to see the end result of many depending on how soon my move happens but at least I get to help as much as I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The rest of this year I'm really going to focus on me. You may say "isn't that a little selfish?" No bitch its not. I feel better about cussing at you 'cause I know that nobody actually reads this. I'm done worrying about doing this and that for other people or worrying how what I do will affect them. I'm living with what they do, so they can return the sentiment. I realize now that I have to be more patient with the people that really do matter, and just take the fakes for face value. For those that do matter, don't take my being blunt as an offense. It mostly means I'm mad comfortable with you so I'm not going to sugar coat shit. I'm not one to really care what people say about me, because if they gonna hype about something and they always bin a bitch then hey, its to be expected. On the flip side, if they a sweet biscuit to my face and act real down then turn 'round an chat chat chat....not even going to check for you again. Of course I'm always going to find my share of mix up, but what's the flight without a little turbulence? Perfect was never fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-5479981998959093895?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/5479981998959093895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/5479981998959093895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/5479981998959093895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-me.html' title='A New Me'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-6177698905876400058</id><published>2009-08-16T02:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:20:16.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics cupcakin flirting'/><title type='text'>Midnite Caller...</title><content type='html'>I AM NOBODY'S CONCUBINE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-6177698905876400058?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/6177698905876400058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/08/midnite-caller.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/6177698905876400058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/6177698905876400058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/08/midnite-caller.html' title='Midnite Caller...'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-7910805854933330642</id><published>2009-08-10T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T03:28:03.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf??'/><title type='text'>3 am Chuckle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/Sn_2Fg6pbJI/AAAAAAAAAAw/r2lg1u60WMg/s1600-h/viagra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/Sn_2Fg6pbJI/AAAAAAAAAAw/r2lg1u60WMg/s320/viagra.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368279855444618386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peep this....am I the only one sayin "wat the fack??"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-7910805854933330642?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/7910805854933330642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/08/3-am-chuckle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/7910805854933330642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/7910805854933330642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/08/3-am-chuckle.html' title='3 am Chuckle'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/Sn_2Fg6pbJI/AAAAAAAAAAw/r2lg1u60WMg/s72-c/viagra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-6515164686776123220</id><published>2009-08-08T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T22:54:44.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>Boredom Beneath Blah</title><content type='html'>So I'm feeling weird and antsy. I can't really figure out what to do with myself. I was really geared up to hit the clubhouse tonight but then of course the three people I was going with decided to bail out. Hard times. Then I was gonna go to a fete but decided I'm not really up for that. I don't have the energy, even though soca all night in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Vancouver&lt;/span&gt; is a little unheard of. I did one and a half things I had originally planned to do today: I cooked for all week, 4 dishes and I went to a dance class. The class was going to be a real hype one, however; it didn't end up running. So at least I left the house. Times like this I wish i cud jus hop in the car and go chill wit someone, watchin movies and the like. Then I remember: I don't have a car. I'm too lazy to jump on the bus. Maybe I'll take my ass up the block to Safeway and get some chocolate syrup for my ice cream. Yeah I think I will. Might as well try and make my ass bigger. On the plus side I have a lot of food and it's fuckin bomb. So if you wanna come for dinner jus bring drinks and we in business. lol. I'm outz&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check this song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; @import url(http://beemp3.com/player/embed.css);&lt;/style&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="16" style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/left-dkrow3.gif);background-repeat: repeat-y;border: 0;margin:0;"&gt;&lt;img style="padding:0;border:0;" src="http://beemp3.com/player/corner-topleft2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/bkgnd-top2.gif);background-repeat: repeat-x;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;vertical-align: bottom;padding: 0;border: 0;margin:0;"&gt;Busy Signal - Cool Baby&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="16" style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/right-dkrow3.gif);background-repeat: repeat;border: 0; 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&lt;img style="padding:0;border:0;vertical-align:bottom" src="http://beemp3.com/player/logo_small.gif" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="16" style="width: 16px;background-image:url(http://beemp3.com/player/right-ltrow2.gif);"&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="16"&gt;&lt;img style="padding:0;border:0;" src="http://beemp3.com/player/corner-bottomleft2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-image: url(http://beemp3.com/player/bkgnd-bottom2.gif);background-repeat: repeat-x;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;vertical-align: top;text-align: center;padding:0;border: 0;margin:0;"&gt;Found at &lt;a href="http://beemp3.com/download.php?file=2335291&amp;amp;song=Cool+Baby"&gt;bee mp3 search engine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16"&gt;&lt;img style="padding:0;border:0;" src="http://beemp3.com/player/corner-bottomright2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-6515164686776123220?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/6515164686776123220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/08/boredom-beneath-blah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/6515164686776123220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/6515164686776123220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/08/boredom-beneath-blah.html' title='Boredom Beneath Blah'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-7262639916475941719</id><published>2009-07-29T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T01:34:26.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='closure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost friendships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving on'/><title type='text'>A reason for everything, and an everything for a reason.</title><content type='html'>One thing I find myself thinking about constantly is the amount of people that have come in and out of my life. Be it dwelling on the past or simply reminiscing, most of those people have given me good memories. I struggle to understand the saying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;"everyone is brought into your life for a reason"&lt;/span&gt; even tho I'm guilty of using the phrase on occasion. It seems to be a default for me when I need to cheer myself up. All the people I tend to think about were somebodys: people that had a lot going for themselves and I had a lot of love for. So for them to bow out of my life at any given time without notice kind of flipped me upside down on every occasion that it happened. I find myself constantly wondering why they left, if I did something wrong. If they were brought to me for a reason...what was it? What did I learn from them or them from me? I also wonder what the point of growing so attached to someone is when the fear of losing them is always very much able to become reality. Sitting here at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;1:28 am&lt;/span&gt; obviously is not the secret to finding these answers, but I have a feeling that I'm not supposed to. I'm at a point in my life where I'm actually happy with everyone that I'm surrounded by. To have such loving and supporting friends is truly a blessing....but....its just hard to let go when you don't know why you've been let go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-7262639916475941719?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/7262639916475941719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/07/reason-for-everything-and-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/7262639916475941719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/7262639916475941719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/07/reason-for-everything-and-everything.html' title='A reason for everything, and an everything for a reason.'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1810712147106973153.post-8242261723777563444</id><published>2009-07-21T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T03:34:18.342-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noyze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Inside Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Let me start of by saying that I’m not a writer. I can never bring myself to write unless my GPA is dependent upon it. And I hate that kind of writing….so I guess I may jus be prejudice against all forms of personal writing. Mostly because I think many people blog for pity. But maybe not. Anyway, not important.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How does one start a blog? Let me introduce myself as Noyze. Yeah that’s what I’ll do! This can be an introductory blog. I’m generally very private but I have friends that seem to swear by blogging so I figured I would give it a try. You may wonder why “Noyze”. Well it’s my stage name. I’m a dancer. I’m kind of a big personality at times. I’m not always loud or obnoxious but that’s kind of my stage image. If that makes sense…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Enough about that. So why have I decided to blog? I wish I had a better transition but I don’t. So you, lucky reader, can take what you get. ‘Cause that’s all I got! I don’t really see myself as a naïve person, or someone who is easy to take advantage of but lately I can’t help but feel I let myself be too trusting. I’m definitely not one to make excuses for myself or try and find fault in situations. Sometimes you can’t help but think that you got got, got gotten, got fucked over. Whatever you want to chose. You know what scratch that. I haven’t gotten fucked over. See, one person I trusted for almost a year and was recently told that I had just been lied to about their identity. After trusting someone that long and finding out they go by a different name and face, you start to question yourself. At least I do. I also found out someone else I trusted, probably more than anyone else, had schemed this little plan against me, manipulated people close to me, among a few other things.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Again, didn’t get fucked over. I’m out some money, but that’s nothing big. Its always sour when money is involved but I’m above that. I won’t go into any further detail because I still firmly believe that what is between another person and myself remains our business and the whole world doesn’t need to be delivered the Daily Times. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;All that being said, I’ve been looking to myself just wondering how I let things progress that far without seeing what was happening. I can’t even say I’m too trusting, because I’m really not.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What unfortunate about the whole situation is that now I’m always going to be looking at people differently. And really who am I to try and evaluate someone? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh well on to better and brighter things hopefully. We live, learn, and keep things moving. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;See you on the nex side&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Noyze&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1810712147106973153-8242261723777563444?l=knoyze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/feeds/8242261723777563444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/07/inside-edition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/8242261723777563444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1810712147106973153/posts/default/8242261723777563444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knoyze.blogspot.com/2009/07/inside-edition.html' title='Inside Edition'/><author><name>Noyze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04845468499326125904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULGloV-Oizc/S2_NswJT0GI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qtcHuzEP9gU/S220/MoNOYZE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
