<?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:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592</id><updated>2010-04-30T08:00:09.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal of Amanda Ebokosia (www.amandaebokosia.com)</title><subtitle type='html'>The Journal of Amanda Ebokosia.
~Her life on a daily basis!
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www.amandaebokosia.com:
The Official Website of Amanda Ebokosia: Scholar, Published Author, CEO &amp;amp;; Founder of The Gem Project,Motivational Speaker,&amp;amp; Entrepreneur! before age 20.</subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/journal.html'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/journal.xml'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-3143642349490166773</id><published>2010-04-30T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T08:00:03.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Site.</title><content type='html'>I've been busy, a new site for amandaebokosia.com is scheduled to appear in JUNE. Buckle your seat belts,  it's going to be a wonderful ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my nonprofit is having a celebration! Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thegemproject.org" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://thegemproject.org/tgpgalabutton.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See AE in June!  Please visit http://thegemproject.org, everyday we have something new going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2550003813043983592-3143642349490166773?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/3143642349490166773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2010/04/new-site.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/3143642349490166773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/3143642349490166773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2010/04/new-site.html' title='New Site.'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-7098431896552307445</id><published>2010-03-04T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T23:54:45.495-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gibberish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life applications'/><title type='text'>Mental fitness, pass the pill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/aee-785310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/aee-785308.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe we're already in March! It's exciting, if you're my friend you already know what I usually say around this time, "This month is almost over!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I can't help it. I am conditioned in thinking months ahead because I usually plan events for my nonprofit, &lt;a href="http://thegemproject.org" target="new"&gt;The Gem Project&lt;/a&gt;, around that time frame. If I were to have an outer body experience, my spirit would be tap-dancing all across my wooden floors right now. My spirit has always had this amazing sugar rush, too bad my physical body can't  keep up with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I try to get my *runs* in. Running does not only keep me quick on my toes, but it allows me to focus better and maintain my mental fitness. Last year for about 5 weeks straight I started running 30 miles a week. I had to put a halt to that routine because I was losing too much weight, and weight loss was never my intention. I don't even own a scale, I don't think I will ever buy one of those things. I saw the weight loss in my face, neck, and well you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say I have an affair with my work, well that can be taken as an understatement. I've been busy with meetings, proposals, and possible future collaborations. I have to keep myself grounded often and say mantras like, "To quick on your feet, as quick  your dreams will flee." - Ebokosia| Building foundation takes time and I am seeing the bigger picture of a lot of things right now. I am focused. I am me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow older we hope to become wiser. I view myself as this continuous student in this thing called life. I am not above all in my actions nor am immune to life's imperfections. My circle these days has been tight and small, I prefer it that way--I don't feel I am spreading myself too thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climb a mountain, I'll show you the followers before. Climb to the top, I'll show you those who will be there waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2550003813043983592-7098431896552307445?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/7098431896552307445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2010/03/mental-fitness-pass-pill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/7098431896552307445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/7098431896552307445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2010/03/mental-fitness-pass-pill.html' title='Mental fitness, pass the pill'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-8230709359892903654</id><published>2010-02-16T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T15:13:19.600-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='savings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Savings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;The Top Best Savings Accounts to Consider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/21610-756618.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saving is an essential way to help achieve desired goals and aid for emergencies.  Emergencies are usually spontaneous situations that present themselves with panic and frustration. These situations can be a loss of a job, ill family member, or  an unexpected trip. Whatever it may be, most individuals want to feel prepared for the situations at hand. Savings can be a critical and  vital help for those persons who need to get through the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosing the right savings account can positively affect your earning potential. It is important to choose the right account that can help you earn the most and benefit you the best. The road of discovery in finding the best saving accounts is not as complex as it may seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few tips in getting the best savings account:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Seek out a  high APY rate ( Annual Percentage Yield) - Savings accounts that grant rates of 2% and higher are considered competitive. The higher the APY the higher yield you will gain, this is what maximizes your earning potential.  Another thing that is great about  APY is that they compound your earnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Get acquainted with your banker: Find how often your bank compounds their rates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Keep your eyes peeled for banks that offer incentives for saving each month. For example, Bank Of America offers the keep the change program: A project that rounds all purchases made with your debit card  to the nearest dollar. They immediately  take the difference and place it into your savings account. It is a very easy and interesting way to save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many online banking accounts offer competitive rates with very low minimum monthly balances.  In fact, many online banking companies are very competitive and often lead when it comes to competitive APY rates and low minimum required balances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following companies listed below  offer competitive rates and accounts with low minimum required balances:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Company|                                             Account Type                                        |APY                                    |Minimum Balances:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SmartyPig|                                           Savings|                                                 2.01% |                                 $25&lt;br /&gt;SFGI                                                    |Savings                                                  |1.85%                                 |$1&lt;br /&gt;ALLY|                                                    Savings|                                                  1.49%                                 |$0&lt;br /&gt;ING Direct                                           |Savings|                                                  1.25%|                                 $0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following above information is as of 2/2/2010. Rates may vary over time. If you follow the above tips you will be on your way in  earning the most you can gain.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;div id="step_advance"&gt;    &lt;div&gt;     &lt;span class="adv_btns"&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;input id="contentid" value="39821" type="hidden"&gt;         &lt;input id="contenttype" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;         &lt;input id="requestid" value="" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2550003813043983592-8230709359892903654?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/8230709359892903654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2010/02/savings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/8230709359892903654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/8230709359892903654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2010/02/savings.html' title='Savings.'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-5003961111544670276</id><published>2010-02-12T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T07:24:48.165-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life application'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Innovation is promising, Welcome it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/21210-756482.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innovation is promising."Out of the box thinking" is what keeps companies afloat and most dreams alive. If I were to choose a word for many up and coming entrepreneurs, or simply individuals trying to keep dreams alive, it would be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;innovation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innovators plant seeds to tomorrow's next big thing. Innovators nourish the seeds to translate yesterday's intangibles to today's successes. - A. Ebokosia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an innovator is not easy. It requires reasonable risk and a tremendous amount of work. Before there was a success, there was always a failure. I am yet to find anyone who cannot couple the two. In order to achieve desirable results, there must be trials to overcome and conquer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reasonable risk is a sacrifice that you can make that will later positively affect you. The benefits should outweigh the losses, the losses are usually the time spent to achieve your goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With today's ailing economy some may say, "it's bad business for big business."  I say, It's a chance to get budding entrepreneurs into the game of success. It's a time that risk is appropriate and also a time for creative juices to flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not odd to read, "Laid off single mother opens an online boutique for children and strikes gold," as a news headline today.  The greatest success stories of entrepreneurship often deal with immense pressure and the ability to plant unique seeds into a vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Innovation is promising, Welcome it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:78%;" &gt;Image Credit: Getty Images 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2550003813043983592-5003961111544670276?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/5003961111544670276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2010/02/innovation-is-promising-welcome-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/5003961111544670276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/5003961111544670276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2010/02/innovation-is-promising-welcome-it.html' title='Innovation is promising, Welcome it!'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-7697910563251565018</id><published>2010-01-21T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:33:52.863-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suze orman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life application'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relief'/><title type='text'>Insight on S. Orman's, "How to save yourself in turbulent times"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/me-768219.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"How to save yourself in turbulent times"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the title of the introduction of Suze Orman's book, "Women &amp;amp; Money." I first saw her book "staring" at me from the newsstands at an airport in Chicago.  There was something so enticing about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;cover. It could have been because it reflected a happy woman, a strong powerful woman. I did not buy that boo&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;k &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also read a good review online about it. Even so, I did not buy that book&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  I bought the book yesterday after coming back from a charity benefit to provide relief for the people of Haiti. Lately, I have found myself becoming an avid book collector rather than the reader I once was. In my  apartment I have stacks and stacks of books unread. It's quite disappointing so it seems the only way to cure such a thing is to be apart of a book club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me reflect back to Orman's first chapter entitled, "How to save yourself in turbulent times." I'd rather place a focus on the phrase rather than the actual content of that chapter. Forget for a moment  who "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Suze Orman THE financial guru&lt;/span&gt;" is. Forget it all. Read this phrase slowly, How to save yourself in turbulent times, now make it into a question: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;How can you save yourself in turbulent times?&lt;/span&gt; I am not talking about the pitfalls that you've  made financially nor am I limiting "turbulent times" to the current state of our economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is we're living in turbulent times. It can be a spectrum of things such as relationships, environmental issues,  economic crisis, crime, war, and  natural disasters.&lt;br /&gt;Steps to save yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Examine your situation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't become overwhelmed by it, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; tackle what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; can handle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do &lt;/span&gt;your part, many parts make up a whole.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get help, assistance yields faster results.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stick with your vision even in tough times, these are how results are made.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn the art of delegation to avoid unnecessary stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Create a Do It Now Book. Writing things down may help to solidify your commitments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a few ways to save yourself in the midst of turbulent times.  What are some ways have you saved yourself?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2550003813043983592-7697910563251565018?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/7697910563251565018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2010/01/insight-on-s-ormans-how-to-save.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/7697910563251565018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/7697910563251565018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2010/01/insight-on-s-ormans-how-to-save.html' title='Insight on S. Orman&apos;s, &quot;How to save yourself in turbulent times&quot;'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-6251663310703208908</id><published>2010-01-02T10:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T11:17:03.004-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life application'/><title type='text'>Pass the schedule-- please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/ava4-705375.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 180px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/ava4-705372.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Add Image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;During the holidays my mom gave me a 2010 calendar.  I honestly preferred that than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It helps to physically write events down from pen to paper rather than typing them out on a computer or phone--sometimes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who know me, being simple in thought or practice does not work for me. I remember when I did a  documentary in Brooklyn by Dennis Bellone, I was told-- "You're that type of woman who just  has to do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;. He went on to advise me that I should just wake-up without anything to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation--- Meditate do that, or just people watch one day at the park. My bestie told me about "people watching."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps he is right--- but for now-- I am going to say, " Pass the schedule please." I am 23  and &lt;b&gt;there are&lt;/b&gt; so many things I am yet to do.  &lt;b&gt;There are&lt;/b&gt; so many heights I am yet to climb and&lt;b&gt; there are&lt;/b&gt; so many unmentionables I  am yet to bury deep within my heart.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Add Image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"AE QUOTE: Be the Picasso of  your portrait called, Life.  Let each stroke be strong and confident. In the end your masterpiece will be extraordinary.  -EBOKOSIA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Add Image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2550003813043983592-6251663310703208908?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/6251663310703208908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2010/01/pass-schedule-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/6251663310703208908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/6251663310703208908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2010/01/pass-schedule-please.html' title='Pass the schedule-- please!'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-9083096874563582644</id><published>2009-12-27T04:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T06:24:02.186-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life application'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Business IS as business does</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 159px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/ava3-778528.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;The&lt;b&gt; New Year&lt;/b&gt; is almost here! There is something so refreshing in starting off with a New Year, I think for everyone.  We  can all claim that a lot of   pivotal moments have occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only resolution I would possible make ( I try not to really make any-- for the start of a new year) is to live my best life possible. Everyday is a resolution to be made not just because we're beginning a 'new year.'  I find that if you just say, "I wish to strive to be a better person than the woman who I was yesterday," all your goals will seemingly be easier to attain. I am in constant battle with that woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been running high on passion lately. It has pushed me into the hours of the night when I physically could not go on anymore. My work ethic has been crazy, I am determined to work harder to see the results that I dreamed about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AE QUOTE:&lt;/span&gt; Desirable results are only partnered with desirable efforts. Expect what you CHOOSE to give.-♥ EBOKOSIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been enjoying family and friends these past few weeks-- I am in the holiday spirit. I love the warmth of people. I  especially &lt;3 when it's the people you care about most. I can sun bathe in that type of warmth-- the love of family and close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gem project, my non-profit--- is moving UP UP UP. I finally renovated the website! Check it out over &lt;a href="http://thegemproject.org/" target="new"&gt;(here)&lt;/a&gt;. I've been working on it so much lately because I am putting a new team together and changing how I manage things. I am elated with everything that it has done in the past and I look forward to the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peep the new logo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 158px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/smalllogo-712113.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;I foresee collegiate and high school chapters being done throughout this great nation in the future. I've placed forms on the website for that. I had a vision that the teachings and practices of The Gem Project as an organization would just ramify out from state to state-- and it will happen. I would be lying if I said I  was not 100% sure. I think my dreams into reality, with the assistance of action of course ;). It has never failed me. I have never failed myself. Only others have failed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peep my new logo for this site : AE EMPIRE: Amanda Ebokosia.com--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/logo2-793485.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/logo2-793480.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Peace, love, and all things sparkly &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;regal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&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/2550003813043983592-9083096874563582644?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/9083096874563582644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/12/business-is-as-business-does.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/9083096874563582644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/9083096874563582644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/12/business-is-as-business-does.html' title='Business IS as business does'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-3945534993247345624</id><published>2009-12-24T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T15:48:01.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 151px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/happyholidays-795847.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://thegemproject.org target=new&gt;---VISIT THE GEM PROJECT.ORG AND JOIN---&lt;/A&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/2550003813043983592-3945534993247345624?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/3945534993247345624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/12/happy-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/3945534993247345624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/3945534993247345624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-4458873323866180331</id><published>2009-12-09T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T08:19:58.483-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life application'/><title type='text'>-- Never doing "that" again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/top-709810.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; don't think there is a particular age where you just finally &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"get"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it, the answers to life's questions. During my sophomore year of college I had a conversation with a room-mate who I lived with during the summer term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She explained to me that you'll still get those "I thought I got it, whoa -- never doing that again" days no matter if you're 19,25,30, 60 years of age &amp;amp;--- beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny. I suppose that's what makes life so interesting. Once you feel you've solved an answer, a new one is presented or an old one is reintroduced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AE&lt;/span&gt; QUOTE: When you believe you're at the cusp of life's bountiful treasures of answers you find yourself awestruck and pensive on seemingly "new" issues, only to find that it's a dull old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my moment again. I'll admit, "I still have a lot to learn and more "growing" up to do." There are so many things that have been presented to me these past few days &amp;amp; weeks, I will take it all with stride. In due time they will all reveal themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I baked some holidays treats. I've been getting real fond of baking &amp;amp; cooking as I've been marking my territory in my kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Below:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/cookies-726185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Chocolate chip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;mint &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;cookies---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The scents warm up my quaint apartment, the second place I call home. There's a competition of scents, I've grown addicted to candles and I especially love the aroma of apple cinnamon sticks that mine gives off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2550003813043983592-4458873323866180331?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/4458873323866180331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/12/never-doing-that-again.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/4458873323866180331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/4458873323866180331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/12/never-doing-that-again.html' title='-- Never doing &quot;that&quot; again'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-1502700049304101491</id><published>2009-12-04T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T07:38:27.559-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo shoots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><title type='text'>Production w/ Dreams 4 Youth</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://amandaebokosia.com/Amanda%20Ebokosia%200004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday felt like Spring, well close to it anyway. If only all days in December would be equally as beautiful! I can only dream, hope, and pray. I'm busy with several things today. One of them being, assisting in this production event for a not-for-profit. It should be a lot of fun. I sent out 68 reminder invites yesterday, so we will see. I'll see if I can sneak in some video footage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few select snaps from the shoot, I know I promised full but I think it will be best that I release a little at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://amandaebokosia.com/Amanda%20Ebokosia%200003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://amandaebokosia.com/Amanda%20Ebokosia%200002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://amandaebokosia.com/Amanda%20Ebokosia%200001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Designer Casey Russell of Claude Russell designed the shoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photographer: Rollei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My fitness blog has been updated today, I'm ending this week #4 with 114 miles ran since I started running in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Joy, &amp;amp; all things &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sparkly&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2550003813043983592-1502700049304101491?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/1502700049304101491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/12/production-w-dreams-4-youth.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/1502700049304101491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/1502700049304101491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/12/production-w-dreams-4-youth.html' title='Production w/ Dreams 4 Youth'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-4100805461472926509</id><published>2009-12-02T11:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:28:11.088-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life applications'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='issues'/><title type='text'>I suppose being busy has its perks? Check list of issues equates to blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 271px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/twit-751805.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; suppose being busy has its perks? Yes it does. I am sitting here with issues that others may glance at as being blessings. I suppose I should take my issues as blessings and react to them as such, praise and give thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My issues (blessings in disguise):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;booking a trip to see my lovely family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;figuring out if I should take a proposal to go to London early spring-- for a shoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;wondering if I should paint this wall-- w/o knowing if I'll be accepted to go to a medical school out of state, if God plans it that way-- If I get accepted this cycle-- let us pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;figuring out an article to write for this company about relationships-- it's been 7 days since my last one! This is how I make some money as a writer, besides this website&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wondering when I'll upload all my work for The Gem Project and get things back up to my "order" of business for 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;following up for a possible researcher position for interview no.3 I hope, for brain cancer research--- my life's dream, well besides being a neurologist one day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Planning to meet new and old friends before the break of 2010&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being a better Christian than I was yesterday, you shall never rob me of mistakes--- I will make plenty-- I'll just try to do the "right" thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to try to be the best in all that I do. Honestly, I am quite disappointed sometimes-- I am an odd sort off perfectionist, my mind is a circus yet I want order in my surroundings. Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a muffin-- I just can't seem to taste it-- I've found myself walking through it with a cold.&lt;br /&gt;I fear it has robbed me of my senses to indulge in the satisfaction of that muffin. A cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love life. I get bogged down with it all, but I CAN'T seem to shake off being busy. I suppose I won't even try, I was born this way--- I can imagine when everything is said and done---- I'd leave this world shaking in my bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Be powerful always my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;AE QUOTE: &lt;/span&gt;Key to Power: Being able to utilize and master all pertinent outlets for your mission-- don't be limited to just one. &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/2550003813043983592-4100805461472926509?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/4100805461472926509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/12/i-suppose-being-busy-has-its-perks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/4100805461472926509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/4100805461472926509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/12/i-suppose-being-busy-has-its-perks.html' title='I suppose being busy has its perks? Check list of issues equates to blessings'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-5017780251684254267</id><published>2009-12-01T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:09:04.243-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videoblog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo shoots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>AE EMPIRE: Updates 12/01/09 | AMANDAEBOKOSIACOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/video2c-762175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/video2c-762170.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Designer:&lt;/span&gt; Casey Russell for "Claude Russell" -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photographer: &lt;/span&gt;"Dave Rollei"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Video Footage:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W3xtczx2MLU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W3xtczx2MLU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2550003813043983592-5017780251684254267?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/5017780251684254267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/12/ae-empire-updates-120109.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/5017780251684254267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/5017780251684254267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/12/ae-empire-updates-120109.html' title='AE EMPIRE: Updates 12/01/09 | AMANDAEBOKOSIACOM'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-1908647379098648997</id><published>2009-11-25T09:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:07:31.429-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life application'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>The heart to heart --Mom-Family-The De Pintos-Lianna-Erin-Sorie-Bukie-Chandra-Dayna-Carm</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/ebokosia-726533.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; my family and I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;my friends. Yesterday, I had a heart to heart moment with my mother over the phone. She has to be the busiest woman I know. I was sad sometimes as a child, seeing my mother was always busy  raising us 3 kids on her own---this took out of our playtime, keep in mind this was a child's thought. I'm just reflecting here, I would not change it for the world . According to last night, she wouldn't either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is the reason why I am the person who I am today. If that makes sense, she is the reason why I strive to be a better person each day. I am so blessed to have  what I feel  is the best role-model for me. I couldn't ask for anyone else because no one is as great to me in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comfort from being many miles away is the fact that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I am my mother's daughter&lt;/span&gt;. Those words are more valuable than any man made object or feeling evoked on this earth. The feelings, the love, the respect--- is far greater than I. I suppose my love is great-- My family is small so my mom and my brothers, and my uncles &amp;amp; aunts on her side is virtually all I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are a God fearing family. God has always been the captain as we navigated through the seas of issues, issues, and more issues. God has worked miracles and transformed us all for the better.  Just to digress slightly, one of the greatest experiences I've witnessed in college at Rutgers University-- was experiencing other cultures besides my own. This also came with witnessing and respecting other person's religious beliefs are lack of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate everything in life, just in my book God has been my Captain. My brothers are growing before my eyes, as being handsome strong intelligent young men of society. I am a very proud sister. I can't believe how my brother Brian is so mature for his age. He helps a great deal with my youngest brother, Michael. He is a character in his own way. I love his smile and his big incisors-- well two front teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just find myself wishing Christmas was here so I can be with my family. I'll be enjoying my Thanksgiving with friends this year- My Italian Family. I love the De Pintos, I really do. I have not had a friend so pure as Lianna, which is one of the many reasons why she is my best friend. She truly has my best interests at heart, as I do her as well. I also appreciate and love my close friend Erin-- she is bright and  unique. We are very much alike in a lot of ways. She has such a great artistic flair to her-- I find that this is a rare quality to share with someone who is, like myself,  in route in becoming  a health professional. It is a rare quality indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorie-- how can I forget him? He's A true soul-mate. He's my best friend as well. I can't believe he has been in my  life since age 19. Whoa. I Skyped him the other day-- that was kool. He is the reason why I knew about the brain cancer clinical researcher position. He is always looking out for me-- even when I say, "Back Off." Two interviews later and all. I have such great friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmelys is  a  sweetheart and a loyal friend as well. I often see her as a younger or the younger sister I've never had.There are other friends who I hold dear to me. I just can't fit everyone in this post. I only mentioned those who have been in constant contact with me this past year or who I've got real close too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can go on to write about my childhood- adolescent pals Bukie, Chandra, &amp;amp; Dayna. Words alone can't describe. You  all are people who I see myself growing old with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum everything up, I guess you can say I am in love with my mother, family,and friends. I am very much in love with them. I sort of understand it when Angelina Jolie said, " I am so in love with my brother right now." It's a familial/platonic love rest assured it's not romantic love, well maybe for my soul-mate it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/webcamme-793627.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Go Out and Kiss Someone, You know you Want to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving.&lt;/span&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/2550003813043983592-1908647379098648997?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life application'/><title type='text'>'Tis  the day to be thankful, and so are the many years to follow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/amandaebokosia_-741991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 200px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/amandaebokosia_-741988.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;n life whether you accumulate a lot of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;obvious&lt;/span&gt; blessings or you're in the midst of a monumental trial -- waiting patiently for that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;solution&lt;/span&gt;, you must &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always &lt;/span&gt;remember to be  thankful. I find it necessary to be especially  thankful for when I'm in situations that are not ideal.  Every obstacle that we go through in life prepares us  to be stronger and should be greeted and welcomed, for every obstacle transforms us into a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; is near and I can't seem to count off a list of &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; the things that I am thankful for, simply too many. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just start off by being thankful for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today.  &lt;/span&gt;When I wake-up each morning, I smile for all the possibilities that can occur and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; having that '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;chance'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; of making them happen&lt;/span&gt;. I did not have to wake-up today, but I did. I consider it a blessing, a blessing that shouldn't be taken for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began my morning like most mornings, a bowl of cereal and a glass of O.J-- however, today was different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-21aaae69e2ad521a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3D21aaae69e2ad521a%26itag%3D5%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26app%3Dblogger%26et%3Dplay%26el%3DEMBEDDED%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1274787101%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D6B928DE78F122786F1046037AC3DD5A51A1426CF.23FCF95D209DABFC367217F43DD65631ED26003D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D21aaae69e2ad521a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DGfHi05QnlPoqxEo7ElObl19Mq-E&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den&amp;amp;nogvlm=1"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3D21aaae69e2ad521a%26itag%3D5%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26app%3Dblogger%26et%3Dplay%26el%3DEMBEDDED%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1274787101%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D6B928DE78F122786F1046037AC3DD5A51A1426CF.23FCF95D209DABFC367217F43DD65631ED26003D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D21aaae69e2ad521a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DGfHi05QnlPoqxEo7ElObl19Mq-E&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den&amp;amp;nogvlm=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Video Feature: &lt;/span&gt;Eight seconds of footage from when I just finished my interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in New York,NY and found that Bryant Park opened their "Pond", a skating rink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was told by the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd best cancer center in the nation and the largest--oldest in the world,&lt;/span&gt; that I will begin my second interview, November 23, 2009. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;....just having that 'chance' of making it happen.&lt;/span&gt;" Life is a bundle of dreams-- and I am living out mine. I started my day half past 6 in the morning, I slept late from the night before. I was energetic and ready to prove that I was the best candidate for the position-- I did not fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went in-- that interview and answered questions to the best of my knowledge, flawlessly. I gave it my absolute best, consider it a moment to be thankful for. In these times there are always moments to be thankful for especially in this dire economy. It takes hard times- difficult situations- to reflect at what matters most and appreciate the simplest thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I appreciated smiles. I met them all over! I met smiles on the train to New York and smiles on the sidewalks, over the phone, and most importantly, my heart. I smiled in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my family members or friends ask,"What do you want for Christmas or Thanksgiving?", I'll say the same thing from last year--- nothing. I am so blessed, I've been blessed since I was born. Being blessed does not have to mean-- monetary things-- goodness no. I grew up from humble beginnings and I did not always 'have it all.' The funny thing is--- I did not know I never had much at all-- until others commented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is a bowl of cereal, eat it up and be thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2550003813043983592-5074383477665628761?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/5074383477665628761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/tis-day-to-be-thankful-and-so-are-many.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/5074383477665628761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/5074383477665628761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/tis-day-to-be-thankful-and-so-are-many.html' title='&apos;Tis  the day to be thankful, and so are the many years to follow'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-1882113453653950721</id><published>2009-11-21T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T13:45:57.143-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><title type='text'>80s baby- the itch that you can't scratch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/80s1-771905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 155px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/80s1-771903.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;The 80s- A timeless era&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This morning I sat in my swivel chair and ate my breakfast in a trance-- I was taking a stroll down memory lane. I suddenly became nostalgic and envisioned all of my favorite games, shows, and fashion trends  that  I admired as a child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;These&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; were the shows that were born in the 80s era, yes-- the shows that only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; 80s babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; could appreciate.  These shows, games, and fashion trends spilled over to the early nineties --- where all the 80s babies gladly indulged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;They don't make TV like that ....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;They don't make music like that..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;They don't make fashion like that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;anymore&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;The 80s era was timeless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Remember the following shows: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Transformers, Ghostbusters, Mario bros, Mr. T, Inspector Gadget, Flinestone Kids, Duck Tales, and the list goes on and on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I bet I sparked a memory, perhaps you were Leonardo the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle for Halloween?  Was I the only one who  had a crush on a cartoon and  wanted my own pet turtles as a Christmas gift? I don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/2568106367_99eb77a2da-702028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 153px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/2568106367_99eb77a2da-701990.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Feat: Fanny Pack, the dance group-- of the TV SHOW: America's Best Dance Crew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The fashion itself made a statement, with its vibrant colors and fitted jeans with loose tops! It still remains to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; the decade that continues to reinvent itself through the current times. The 80s era is the one decade that keeps coming back every year, it's that itch you just can't seem to scratc&lt;/span&gt;h.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch how the 80s influences styles today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.modelinia.com/_swf/slideshow-3931.swf?slidesource=http://www.modelinia.com/slideshows/i-love-the--80s/232/embed-json"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.modelinia.com/_swf/slideshow-3931.swf?slidesource=http://www.modelinia.com/slideshows/i-love-the--80s/232/embed-json&amp;amp;embedded=true&amp;amp;stylesUrl=http://www.modelinia.com/_swf/css/description_small.css" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="300" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Watch the full size slideshow on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.modelinia.com/slideshows/i-love-the--80s/232" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;modelinia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently preparing for a photo shoot in the next few days, it may be 80s inspired-- tune in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2550003813043983592-1882113453653950721?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/1882113453653950721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/80s-baby-itch-that-you-cant-scratch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/1882113453653950721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/1882113453653950721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/80s-baby-itch-that-you-cant-scratch.html' title='80s baby- the itch that you can&apos;t scratch'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-8545029391441393383</id><published>2009-11-20T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T08:29:54.046-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life application'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love has no definition? What's the hype?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/ha-760602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 200px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/ha-760600.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some people who believe love's seasonal, others who believe love's unconditional, and another group who vehemently feels that love is an evolutionary adaptation. These group of people think that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; does not 'really' exist but is a mere evolutionary adaptation to help us with our survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;What is love? Can it be defined?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago this past summer I used to venture to Brooklyn, NY  to be interviewed by Dennis Bellone, for  his documentary about LOVE. He later ventured off to Europe on a film project, I really do need to touch base with him soon-- on any updates. It's been a while, well that's besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to start off  by saying that perhaps love has&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; no&lt;/span&gt; definition? It has been a running thought in my mind for quite a while. Maybe I should rephrase that by saying that love has no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;true overall&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;standard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;definition. In discussing a plausible definition for love, &lt;/span&gt; I feel that there are 'parts' to the definition of love that vary on each person. As a result,  it's unique for every individual while holding  other parts that are standard for everyone. I shall explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The standard part holds a common universal acceptance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only think that we all can agree on one thing,  that love is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is introspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So therefore, how can one truly define it? In the average dictionary there are over ten entries that define love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in New York, Bellone informed me that he interviewed several young women on what they felt was love. He found that their perceptions seemed to be muddled and strongly influenced by a 'Hollywood' fantasy of love or the lack there of from a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that our beliefs are based on our own experiences, which is why many people have their own ideas of what love is. It is because of this that I personally feel, that there is  no 'one' definition for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love is an experiment that yields results that cannot be measured- there's an error with this. It's a failed experiment,  its results  are  entirely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;based&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; on introspection- Ebokosia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to say he does not know what love is? She has no inkling because she is far too young? Well, love is not objective it's subjective so therefore how can you define it-- for everyone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought, what do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;think?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bxfS9WMvlYo"&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/bxfS9WMvlYo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In other news&lt;/span&gt;, I have an interview with the largest cancer research center of the &lt;b&gt;world&lt;/b&gt; ! I also have a photo shoot coming up. Today I clocked in 60 miles since last Monday on my run. I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2550003813043983592-8545029391441393383?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/8545029391441393383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/love-has-no-definition-whats-hype.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/8545029391441393383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/8545029391441393383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/love-has-no-definition-whats-hype.html' title='Love has no definition? What&apos;s the hype?'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-7250469681284014215</id><published>2009-11-19T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:50:02.229-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work out'/><title type='text'>The double shot expresso---Dear liquid legal crack,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;E x p r e s s o&lt;/span&gt;     of my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 355px; display: block; height: 185px;" alt="" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/expresso-743043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; little engine&lt;/span&gt; that could, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's me!&lt;/span&gt; I run on my own natural energy and usually don't rely on anything to keep me going throughout the day. As I get older, it get's harder. I'm sure many of you can relate. When you're 20 something and beyond, the world suddenly opens up with its wealth of responsibilities to bestow on you. It may leave you in the middle of the day asking for a "pick me up." I have friends who  need that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;double shot of espresso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The magical shot that rejuvenates and makes them feel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alive&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you use as alternatives ?&lt;/span&gt;-- besides the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;liquid legal crack&lt;/span&gt;, I like to call coffee and the like. I vehemently believe that what you consume affects your energy as well as other things.   I guess you can say I take to heart that saying which goes, "You are what you eat." I've made an addendum to that and said the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're who you surround yourself with: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Your often share common interests with your company. Surround yourself with slackers, there's a great chance that you'll be/or are one too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're what you wear: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;What you wear does influence your mood. I had my 'crappy' days and you know what? I dressed that way too. This may not hold true for everyone. However, I don't seem to feel out of place when I'm indeed stellar or at my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're what you allow: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;You allow yourself to be treated badly, you'll always be treated badly--and feel bad too! If you allow yourself to be treated with respect, you'll command the respect you deserve effortlessly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I've been letting you all into my  first hours of what I do when I first wake-up, which is running--Each day I  document  my daily morning exercise routines over &lt;a href="http://divatude.onsugar.com/" target="blank"&gt;(here)&lt;/a&gt;. This has been my alternative to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;that liquid legal crack&lt;/span&gt;--we call coffee.  Truthfully, I really don't drink coffee because I don't like the way it stains  teeth.. Yes-- that's my reason. I also have similar reasons as to why I never drank or smoke, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very very&lt;/span&gt; superficial reasons-- I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind, the physiological benefits out weigh the superficial ones. What are the alternatives that you've used to get you off that liquid crack addiction? Or are you an addict who is still mesmerized by &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;that liquid legal crack?&lt;/span&gt;  Please confess-- you are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an accident this morning while running my 6 mi of the day. I am still in pain, more information has been recorded over at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;sugar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://divatude.onsugar.com/" target="blank"&gt;(here)&lt;/a&gt;. I am happy that I have ran 56 miles since last Monday. I shall celebrate someday, I just don't know how yet. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; is my last day of the week to run-- weekends my legs get REST. My best recorded time since last Monday has been 50min/6miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This exercise comes with an incentive =) I have booked an upcoming photo shoot. The photographer who is shooting me wants me to style the concept. I have a few ideas. I want to go for a rough edgy look/corporate look/ &amp;amp; commercial --sigh-- I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need help much? Let's all not even start on my cupcake addiction. Yes,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CRUMBS&lt;/span&gt;-- Has anyone been there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/yum-756493.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/yum-756409.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2550003813043983592-7250469681284014215?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/7250469681284014215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/double-shot-expresso-dear-liquid-legal.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/7250469681284014215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/7250469681284014215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/double-shot-expresso-dear-liquid-legal.html' title='The double shot expresso---Dear liquid legal crack,'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-2839440012580317055</id><published>2009-11-18T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T01:11:15.194-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life application'/><title type='text'>At a time where  playful tugs became love taps-- I transformed into an innovator</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/young-amanda-ebokosia-723368.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;Image: A very young Amanda A. Ebokosia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could sit back and step outside the box of my life, it would most likely parallel a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lifetime  &lt;/span&gt;series. I'm certain that I am not the only one, who would describe their life in this way. Life is so precious-- I was so fortunate to see this as a young ten year-old gal, who was clad with a purple trench coat that had dazzling pink buttons. "This" 10 year-old gal was captivated by the world around her-- inquisitive much? Yes. "This" 10 year-old gal would climb hills and fill her red lunch box with ants and millipedes--- and run home and turn into a scientist for the day. "This" 10 year-old gal would lay on her back on the pavement outside of her school backyard to watch the beautiful cloud formations in the sky. "This" 10 year-old gal was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I dreamed without limitations then-- as  I do so now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I see in these cloud formations? rabbits,  houses, beaches, my family, &amp;amp; everything I ever desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw it all, my visions of life. I had tunnel vision. This was a  vision  that most girls my age were not quite picking up on. Their body's were changing-- and they were noticing guys. I wasn't really interesting in such things then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what does this have to do with today? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life  was just one big puzzle back then.  I don't think life will ever stop being a puzzle quite frankly. There was only one thing that I was sure of. It was that I should remain focused in what interested me, despite what others were doing--even if I was not considered to be in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;norm&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is normal anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm reflecting on a conversation that I had with a good friend of mine, who was dismayed with the negative energy  she was receiving with her newly acclaimed success. I started referencing &lt;a href="http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/03/gee-brain-what-are-we-going-to-do.html" target="blank"&gt;the 48 Laws of Power&lt;/a&gt;,  which has an interesting passage about friendship &amp;amp; business. In summation, we discussed how the higher an individual climbs up the pyramid of success-- the less persons they would have to befriend in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person can have several associates but it's highly unlikely that a they would become friends--&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;close friends&lt;/span&gt; with each one. In fact, I discussed research findings about the complications of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;platonic relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;over &lt;a href="http://www.examiner.com/examiner/x-21873-Newark-Womens-Relationship-Advice-Examiner%7Ey2009m9d8-Complications-of-female-platonic-relationships-and-research-that-posits-bestfriends-are-unlikely" target="blank"&gt;(here)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We concluded several things in this conversation, here are the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't take negative energy personal from associates or people who you thought were your friends. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Reason: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;All the energy you're spending time worrying about what they are saying, can be harnessed to fuel you or your projects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Negative energy comes from within. It is toxic when you hear it. The person releasing it is also toxic. Therefore, be upset for only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;thing-- that this person is not happy with their own current situation-- it has nothing really to do with you. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Reason: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Negative energy is like a cancer-- if it spreads it captures-- you must win the battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People will do wrong by you, there is no secret to this-- we are all human. Don't take it personally -- focus and flip the switch that turns that tunnel vision on.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Reason: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When you focus and pay attention to what matters most, you'll attain your goals a lot faster. Don't waste precious time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live your life- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;turn on that tunnel vision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2550003813043983592-2839440012580317055?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/2839440012580317055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/at-time-where-playful-tugs-became-love_18.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/2839440012580317055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/2839440012580317055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/at-time-where-playful-tugs-became-love_18.html' title='At a time where  playful tugs became love taps-- I transformed into an innovator'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-8073771468844108394</id><published>2009-11-14T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:27:07.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life application'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><title type='text'>Happy hearts breed happier people-- Let's live happily by our own terms!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 186px; height: 50px;" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Below Image:&lt;/strong&gt; Eons ago 1st photo shoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 174px; height: 160px;" alt="" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/avatar2-729333.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;et's all just live happily by our own terms. Yesterday, I found myself in a perplexing situation-- in the end, I had to say to myself, " Amanda what do &lt;strong&gt;YOU &lt;/strong&gt;want?" In life we sometimes tend to sacrifice our own happiness for the sake of others-- due to the fear that we may offend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't get me wrong, it is important to be considerate of others. This   is not a free pass card on being entirely selfish. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, feeling that you &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; to do something in order to be "right" with others &lt;strong&gt;does not&lt;/strong&gt; work. I'm fortunate to have wonderful close friends around me, who understand my motives and  won't allow me to feel this way with them.  This *bond* is only developed with time. What happens  when you're faced with a situation where you don't necessarily want to do something, but you're torn because you may offend someone? It's quite obvious, you address the issue in a mature fashion  with the utmost respect. I don't believe in the saying, " You have to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;earn&lt;/span&gt; my respect." I believe in giving everyone their own respect, after all we are all pupils in this thing called life.  It shows you're a person of class and dignity. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Don't ever lose your composure, and address situations with anger and disregard for feelings-- always try to maintain your own power for the situation at hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At this point you can see if it's your way or the highway vs. settling to find a compromise.  Happy hearts breed happier people. You will be more at ease this way, by letting loose of the anxiety of  offending someone else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll first start off by saying this week has been grand. I pushed myself to my own limits, by waking up each morning and running &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 miles&lt;/span&gt;! Yes, this equates to running 30 miles as of this Friday. I made a promise to myself to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; run on weekends. I've been updating my fitness blog over&lt;a href="http://divatude.onsugar.com/" target="blank"&gt;(here)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A lot of amazing things are going to be happening within the next couple days. Stay tuned&lt;br /&gt;! Remember,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST SMILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Smiling is the best antidote to heal any pain.It's life's homemade remedy, sent to you in a pretty yellow box. Just figure out what your yellow box&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;may be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;P.s check out my cooking skills (I'm sending you a virtual plate):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/2009-11-11-20.11.27-736034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 220px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/2009-11-11-20.11.27-735767.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2550003813043983592-8073771468844108394?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/8073771468844108394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/happy-hearts-breed-happier-people-lets.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/8073771468844108394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/8073771468844108394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/happy-hearts-breed-happier-people-lets.html' title='Happy hearts breed happier people-- Let&apos;s live happily by our own terms!'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-3415879507162345452</id><published>2009-11-13T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T06:45:48.737-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic violence'/><title type='text'>The silent men: the other side of domestic violence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/111209-785958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/uploaded_images/111209-785956.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What exactly happens when an emergency dispatcher receives a call from a 250lb man who is scared for his life because his wife, who is half his size, has committed acts of domestic violence towards him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The reality is that such a call rarely takes place. In fact, more than half of domestic violence crimes committed toward men go unreported.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Society conventions paint men as strong, brave, and courageous figures within their community.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They’re not considered or thought of as being the poster image of being a domestic violence victim. According to &lt;i style=""&gt;The National Coalition Against Domestic Violence&lt;/i&gt;, there are over 1.2 million cases of women who have been victims of domestic violence annually.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;From this amount there are over 1100&lt;b style=""&gt; &lt;/b&gt;deaths reported each year from the domestic violence of women, which equates to having 3 women a day die from these horrendous acts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Women who leave an abusive relationship as a victim are less likely to be in any future stable relationship. Currently, there are over 830,000 reported cases of domestic violence toward men each year. In order to eradicate domestic violence in both men and women, society must continue to acknowledge that domestic violence occurs with men as well. This is not just a &lt;em&gt;women's issue alone &lt;/em&gt;nor is it an issue that is only confined to &lt;em&gt;heterosexual relationships&lt;/em&gt;. The Family Violence Protection Fund notes, 25% of same-sex couples have experienced domestic violence in their relationship. This is approximately the same rate as heterosexual couples. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The Women's Center of Sexual and Domestic Violence Services, at Virginia University states the following:&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:8.5pt;"  &gt;While it isn't clear just how common it is, battering does happen in same-sex relationships. The abuse is similar to that in heterosexual couples, but it is far more invisible in our society. Many programs for battered women are only just beginning to address this issue, or are insensitive to the needs of battered LGBT individuals, because of ignorance and/or homophobia. However, more groups which support battering survivors are recognizing this issue and working to become as welcoming to LGBT survivors as heterosexual survivors.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It may seem logical to ask, why victims of domestic violence stay in these toxic relationships? The main reasons between men and women are similar:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Men&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remain in relationships to ensure the safety of their kin&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                                                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Women&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;They're dependent on their partner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feel embarrassed &amp;amp; ashamed&lt;span style=""&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;amp; Feel Isolated &lt;span style=""&gt;from friends and family                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The domestic violence on men reports an average of over 830,000 cases each year. This is a miniscule amount, if you're aware that half of all cases of domestic violence on men go unreported. It is important to truly examine the situation by exploring both parts of the equation which considers &lt;strong&gt;both genders&lt;/strong&gt; as possible victims. Perhaps, if both genders are given the same rights of equal justice such violent acts would lessen over time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These male victims who go through abuse suffer in silence, and because of their size or gender they’re not taken seriously when discussing their situation to the general public.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On BatteredMen.com, male victims volunteered in telling their stories of domestic violence—the following are excerpts from anonymous men on the website:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Male Victim 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;My wife - in one of her drunken rages - took our daughter's baseball bat and used it to smash the locked door to my study, where I was trying desperately to meet a deadline. And since I'm over 6 feet tall and muscular, I wouldn't get much sympathy posing as a "battered man!": I had thought of calling the police that night. When I recalled this incident to my divorce lawyer some time later, his response was: "It's a good thing you didn't, because the police probably would have arrested you."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Male Victim 2:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;I have been verbally and psychologically battered and abused, I've been threatened with bodily harm, I've been threatened to be shot right between the eyes, I've been kicked in the groin, I've had to watch while my ex sexually molested my daughter and not dare interfere for fear of retaliation. Then 1 day she called 911 so fast and had me arrested, my head was literally spinning with disbelief. When trying to tell the officer that I was provoked and that she was hurting my daughter and that I was protecting my daughter, he told me that I had better keep quiet, I'd charge you with a felony if I could, he said. .. So now what do i do?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="border-style: solid none; border-color: windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1pt medium; padding: 1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;p style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Male Victim 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;I was awarded temporary sole custody of my three children and possession of the marital home. My ex-wife was in shock and refused to leave ... Her attempts to provoke an incident increased. Finally one morning she cornered me alone in the kitchen and again began to punch me out after a nasty verbal exchange. Unfortunately, my 10 year old son witnessed this episode through a window while he headed for his school bus. I did not strike back. My ex then left and went to the police.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Male Victim4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;She screamed:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;"I have never forgiven you for the way you looked at me the first time I hit you."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;"How did I look?" I asked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;"You looked hurt and shocked and angry and disgusted."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;"How should I have looked after you hit me?" I asked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;"I needed for you to understand how I was feeling at that time. I needed your support, not your anger," she said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="border-style: none none solid; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;"&gt;&lt;p style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;I understood then why she had never apologized for that act of violence or for any of her many other violent assaults.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As horrific as these stories may seem, it's real and should be taking &lt;strong&gt;seriously&lt;/strong&gt;. Robert Eldridge, a writer for batterman.com, gives several helpful suggestions for male victims of domestic violence.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He states the following:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;Always keep a record of dates and times of incidents.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;Always report the violence to your doctor and to the Gardai - ensure that they record your injuries and all the details of the assault.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;Always seek medical attention for any injuries -- do not cover up the true cause.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt; Always take legal advice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;Do tell your family and friends what is happening to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;Do not be provoked into retaliating.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is disheartening to find the negative impact that is left on children who have parents who are in domestic abusive relationships. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Children who witness parents in domestic abusive situations are two times as likely to become either an abuser or the victim of abuse. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sheridan Hill writes in her article, "In defense of abused men: Women must speak up in support of men," the following statement:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:10pt;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;Women must treat men the same way that they believe men should treat women: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;with respect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The golden rule was not made for men: it was made for every breathing soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women have been on a self-righteous soap box for a long time. Men have cowered in the face of feminism and other movements that have been used by those who want to avoid looking at the consequences of their behavior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:10pt;" &gt;"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Domestic Abuse is real. It affects our friends, brothers, sisters, mothers, and fathers. It does not discriminate.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contact the following organizations if you're a victim of domestic violence or know someone who may be a victim:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;National Domestic Violence Hotline:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;800-799-SAFE (7233);ndvh.org&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;National Coalition Against Domestic Violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ncadv.org&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2550003813043983592-3415879507162345452?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/3415879507162345452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/silent-men-other-side-of-domestic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/3415879507162345452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/3415879507162345452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/silent-men-other-side-of-domestic.html' title='The silent men: the other side of domestic violence'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-3288513405084608939</id><published>2009-11-08T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T15:51:10.831-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinky and the brain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life application'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><title type='text'>Q&amp;A Segment- Mr. Moment of the year, hour, or minute: A mistake hopefully, before reaching the altar</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://therelationshiptalk.com/images/11609.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image Credit: Getty Images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Question &amp;amp; Answer Segment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sheryl &lt;/span&gt;of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;East Orange&lt;/span&gt;, New Jersey finds that when a relationship looks good on paper, it does not necessarily mean that it is good for the heart-- her heart. She asks the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sheryl| age 28 - East Orange, New Jersey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have found myself in this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" relationship with a man who I have first called a friend. We have been going out for six months and on paper he is everything I could have ever hoped for. My boyfriend is good looking, a home owner, has a solid career, and he treats me well. There is no sparks for me and I am worried that I may not be giving him a fair chance. I am starting to think there is something wrong with me. My family and friends adore him but I am extremely worried that I am settling. Am I? What can I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Sheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your boyfriend sounds like a Mr. Moment of six months rather than Mr. Right.  In relationships it is common to initially go against your primordial instincts. These &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;instincts &lt;/span&gt;are feelings that a person generates for themselves, which doesn't allow any clout of the opinions and thoughts presented by others. It is this "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gut"&lt;/span&gt; feeling that can be deemed to be the most pure and honest feeling, due to this simple fact alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most women who question if they are settling over a period of time are. In such cases they are acknowledging facts about their relationship while simultaneously noticing what is most important, they’re not satisfied in one or more aspects of their relationship. Instead of embracing this fact they tend to displace blame on themselves and proceed in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waiting it out&lt;/span&gt; for changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychotherapist &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mira Kirshenbuem&lt;/span&gt;, author of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Is He Mr. Right? Everything you need to know before your commit," &lt;/span&gt;states that there are five crucial elements for a healthy relationship. She suggests if one or more aspects are missing that the individual in question is indeed settling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The elements are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;      Physical chemistry or affection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)      &lt;/span&gt;Real intimacy : sense of closeness/connection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; "Fun" which is described as the real glue of intimacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) &lt;/span&gt;     Safety, trust and security with the other person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5)&lt;/span&gt;      Mutual respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl there is obviously one or more aspects from the above listed "crucial elements," that is  missing in your relationship. You seem aware that there is "something" missing but you continue to settle while displacing all blame on to yourself. The sense of worry and frustrations will only proceed to augment and linger. The fact that your family and friends may adore your boyfriend shouldn't hold weight in your decision. In the end, you're dating him--not your friends or family members. I understand you may be confused as to why a seemingly perfect man is not perfect for you. This is normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way to not settle and know what you want is to take time with yourself FIRST and then explore your options in potential mates. Most women first start to settle when they're young and don't have a clear understanding of who they're or what they wish to have in a potential mate. This leads in a continuous cycle of settling for less and NOT living to your full potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is the cure here. Once you step away from this situation to understand yourself first, you'll find that a cloudy veil has been lifted from your eyes. You'll be less inclined to put up with relationships that simply don't work. Listen to your instincts--we women are magical creatures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2550003813043983592-3288513405084608939?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/3288513405084608939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/q-segment-mr-moment-of-year-hour-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/3288513405084608939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/3288513405084608939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/q-segment-mr-moment-of-year-hour-or.html' title='Q&amp;A Segment- Mr. Moment of the year, hour, or minute: A mistake hopefully, before reaching the altar'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-4032534864288160726</id><published>2009-11-03T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T11:41:39.869-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><title type='text'>PART II: Info on LFM Series Film: "Model Walk" - airs for the rest of  the season</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;PART II: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past summer I was featured in a documentary called, "Model Walk". I did not go through every taping because I was preparing for my exams. It was produced by the Producer G. Stancil of SYGM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should air on Monday for the rest of the season under the main series, "Live From Midtown", as The Model Walk Documentary. You may check your local listings at Colourstv.org. It aired yesterday, 11/2/09 at 5:00pm EST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some footage later in the Video section of this website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been a free-lance writer for a few companies. You may view some of my material on Therelationshiptalk.com ( It will link the other sites). I do appreciate the feed-back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I call the interviewing season for the medical school process, keep me in your thoughts and prayers please! I'm also trying to complete some forms for funding issues for my NPO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"JUST SMILE--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Smiling is the best antidote to heal any pain.It's life's homemade remedy, sent to you in a pretty yellow box. Just figure out what your yellow box may be"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="hotpink" height="50"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/my-time-at-miss-nj-usa-2010-pageant.html" target="blank"&gt;READ MORE? PART I: MY TIME AT MISS NEW JERSEY USA 2010!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2550003813043983592-4032534864288160726?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/4032534864288160726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/part-ii-info-on-lfm-series-film-model.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/4032534864288160726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/4032534864288160726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/part-ii-info-on-lfm-series-film-model.html' title='PART II: Info on LFM Series Film: &quot;Model Walk&quot; - airs for the rest of  the season'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-4349840122462485535</id><published>2009-11-02T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:26:42.713-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life application'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leader'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>PART:I My time at MISS NJ USA 2010 Pageant &amp; Info about the LFM Series Film: "Model Walk" - airs for the rest of  the season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://amandaebokosia.com/blog/11209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://amandaebokosia.com/blog/11209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to discuss an event that occurred several days ago. I'm also taking the time to talk about one of the films I had the honor of being featured in earlier this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I would like to say, &lt;em&gt;"I really should be checking my PO BOX a lot more".&lt;/em&gt; I originally bought a PO BOX to separate business mail from my personal mail, but when your PO BOX is in a whole other town, you're less likely to check it as often as you should. Well, shortly before my trip to &lt;strong&gt;Alaska&lt;/strong&gt; I received a letter from Donald Trump. I am sure several young women know what I am talking about. It was a letter to apply to hopefully participate in this year's &lt;strong&gt;Miss New Jersey USA 2010 Pageant&lt;/strong&gt;! This must have been the second time in my entire lifetime that I received such a notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time was during my freshman year of college when I was pretty much engrossed in my pre-medical classes, I could not find the time to raise sponsorship and get involved in it. Now this time around I was receiving this notice as a college graduate who has already completed her Medical School applications and was hungry for some excitement. I whispered to myself my famous words, &lt;strong&gt;"Why NOT?"&lt;/strong&gt;. I could write a novel as to why I wanted to participate in this pageant. It goes far beyond the scope of being just a "beauty pageant". There is beauty beyond the physical layers of what we see. Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; my job to find out why many don't understand my motives, place, or "the big picture" of all things that I wish to do, see, and conquer. It is my job in becoming the woman who I desired to be at 8, 18, and now 23. The woman who I envisioned to become: powerful, bright, worldly, &amp;amp; articulate. It&lt;strong&gt; is&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;JOB&lt;/strong&gt; to at least attempt to partake in activities that would foster growth and help me blossom into that woman. I saw it with this pageant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it's like to campaign in less than a few weeks for over $1k, after coming from a trip like Alaska?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tough. There are a few barriers that need to be broken for one. You have to let go of &lt;strong&gt;all insecurities&lt;/strong&gt; you may have. The strongest women have them too, this I know for sure. You have to believe you deserve it! You must walk, breathe, talk as if you do. Raising sponsorship is garnering support and believers in everything that you do! I decided to try my best to avoid &lt;strong&gt;family &amp;amp; friends &lt;/strong&gt;for monetary donations. I raised the bulk of it through &lt;strong&gt;small businesses&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It changed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it was really. It could have been going to that famous Thai spot that I often frequented, the doctor offices I often passed, or riding up to cities I rarely visited but soon found hidden treasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It changed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose what changed me most was needing to raise my last stick of &lt;strong&gt;$300&lt;/strong&gt; the day before the competition. I called a best friend in a panic. I believe I said to her ," I think I just found my own "Audacity of Hope" moment". Before I get "&lt;strong&gt;the eye brow raiser&lt;/strong&gt;", I will explain it with a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever found yourself in a pretty hopeless situation? While the only thing that is fueling you is your desire to be apart of something so great that you could almost &lt;strong&gt;taste &lt;/strong&gt;it? Well, that's all I felt during the evening on the 15th ( the day before the pageant). I felt that way in my "let's bring it ensemble" 4 inch heels and a knee length gray pleated dress by Calvin Klein's --- in the midst of &lt;strong&gt;terenchal&lt;/strong&gt; rain. YES. It was raining DOGS and ELEPHANTS that night. I just about visited 3 towns in New Jersey and spent about 4 hours campaigning to just come up short with 300 left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened? I regrouped. That's what happened. I repositioned my thoughts and approach. Once I did that I was able to make the phone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Pageant Headquarters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is Amanda, and I suppose I will be able to make it. Just raised the last bit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was something along those lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing that I did get from this situation besides meeting &lt;strong&gt;amazing &lt;/strong&gt;people, was a new outlook. I've always knew what it was like to witness compassion directly with my not-for-profit and the funds we helped raised for organizations such as American Cancer Society &amp;amp; Autism Speaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was "refreshing" to see it all again, it was rewarding to find total strangers believe in &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;support&lt;/strong&gt; me in attempting to have my &lt;strong&gt;own &lt;/strong&gt;opportunity&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the end, it was all about opportunity and a chance--- to live out a dream.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congrats Cheona Greene: Miss New Jersey USA 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with a short clip. Also, check the link below to READ MORE about a film which aired today and I think runs every other Monday for this season--which I am featured in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TdZbaJXAoD8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TdZbaJXAoD8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS:T&lt;/strong&gt;he title for this entry was a phrase from our opening number song by Black Eyed Peas "I Gotta Feeling"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="hotpink" height="50"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/part-ii-info-on-lfm-series-film-model.html" target="blank"&gt;READ MORE? PART II: NEW FILM AIRS TODAY!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2550003813043983592-4349840122462485535?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/4349840122462485535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/my-time-at-miss-nj-usa-2010-pageant.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/4349840122462485535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/4349840122462485535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/my-time-at-miss-nj-usa-2010-pageant.html' title='PART:I My time at MISS NJ USA 2010 Pageant &amp; Info about the LFM Series Film: &quot;Model Walk&quot; - airs for the rest of  the season'/><author><name>AmandaEbokosia.COM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03174341767172115103</uri><email>aebokosia@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11420568574019145259'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2550003813043983592.post-4082194629476194758</id><published>2009-11-01T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:32:00.453-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manolo blahniks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Why did he just leave you like you were an imposter pair of Manolo Blahniks? You lost your identity</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"The quest to refrain from being the imposter pair of &lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Manolo Blahniks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image3.examiner.com/images/blog/EXID21873/images/answer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your one year anniversary is steadily approaching with your significant other. For most couples this is a moment to celebrate and recount on the year's past events and truly take the time to embrace each other. It's a Saturday afternoon and you're strolling down the aisle of Neiman Marcus with your beau. You coyly express your fascination for the new spring collection of Manolo Blahniks. As you exit the store you notice that your beau is"acting" aloof but is really concerned on how to celebrate your one year anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the day finally arrives your love tells you to meet him at this opulent restaurant. You arrive there dressed in the perfect ensemble. You decided to wear "the" dress that hides your imperfections and only highlights your best assets. Well, as you make your way through the restaurant your eyes lock with a dashing young gentleman across the room. You finally blush after realizing it is "your" sweetheart. When he approaches you, your eyes gravitate to the white shoe box he clutches and your mind completely shuts down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Manolo Blahniks! He could not have" &lt;/b&gt;– you think to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like a fairytale romance in those 3.5 seconds until he allows you to clutch the box of love and slip your fingers inside. Your genuine smile fades into a forced smile as you realize the false leather sole and the lack of the two Manolo Blahniks labels inscribed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In those 3.5 seconds you thought you knew your shoe, you find yourself dismayed to discover it was a fraud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Relationships&lt;/b&gt; are no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In romantic relationships women who don't have a strong sense of personal identity find themselves in very perplexing situations. For example, a couple who begins dating may kick it off initially during the "getting to know you stage". The man may find himself impressed by the woman who he is dating at first. If that woman does not have a strong sense of identity she may find herself doing the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disregarding her own personal needs in the relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Allowing herself to be used&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becoming the knock off Manolo Blahniks!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All men and women wish to understand the person who they choose to involve themselves with. Thus, it's frustrating to encounter that a potential mate has put up a facade and is neither the man or the woman who they've first met. This is one of the main reasons…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why he could have left you like an imposter pair of Manolo Blahniks. You lost your identity.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to avoid being a Manolo imposter is to spend time knowing who you're as an individual. You must build a relationship with yourself before you can expect your relationships with others to prosper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave the imposter Manolos on the shelves and wear the real deal, &lt;b&gt;YOURSELF!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Carrie Bradshaw &lt;/b&gt;of the hit TV show, Sex and the City, said it best-&lt;b&gt;" You shouldn't have to sacrifice who you are just because someone else has a problem with it"&lt;/b&gt;. She was also known for her Manolo Blahniks obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KXSlUAS2MNw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KXSlUAS2MNw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2550003813043983592-4082194629476194758?l=amandaebokosia.com%2Fjournal.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/4082194629476194758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/why-did-he-just-leave-you-like-you-were.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/4082194629476194758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2550003813043983592/posts/default/4082194629476194758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaebokosia.com/2009/11/why-did-he-just-leave-you-like-you-were.html' title='Why did he just leave you like you were an imposter pair of Manolo Blahniks? 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