<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792</id><updated>2012-01-09T02:14:32.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>" Le coeur a ses raisons, que la raison ne connait point."</title><subtitle type='html'>"The heart has its reasons of which it does not know of."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-8908653789077705761</id><published>2007-05-08T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T00:18:05.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where does the time go.....</title><content type='html'>Its been a while since i posted. I am not as attentive as i was on my blog. I need to set some time aside to do more post. I made a new blog spot up that i am going use for my reflections soon or I may not who knows but it is titled  "&lt;a href="http://hagyari.blogspot.com/index.html"&gt;Words of wisdom from the fat kid in the basement.&lt;/a&gt;" I have not posted on it as of yet but will hopefully soon. Like I said, I may not and use this one for all my post.  Well another semester has past. And I am moving on with nursing so far I passed my class and loved the clinical. It is very time consuming and tiring. Working also while taking classes is very hard to manage along with all the other things I am involved with. To much to do not enough time. I don't get very much time for myself lately. I am going camping again with my friends this coming weekend so look for pictures to follow on here and on my &lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/user/jhagyari"&gt;webshots&lt;/a&gt; page. I am sure camping will be a good time although I could not find a date to go with. I will just have to sleep by myself in the tent. Such is life. I am trying to plan trips out to see all my friends this summer but with the financial situation i am in right now and time limitations it is going to be hard but I am going to do my damnest. I am just glad I have great friends that understand whats going on. Well thats all I am going to say for now and keep checking back to see if I spin off my new blog or not. Keep safe and surf the web responsible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-8908653789077705761?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/8908653789077705761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=8908653789077705761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/8908653789077705761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/8908653789077705761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2007/05/where-does-time-go.html' title='Where does the time go.....'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-116486624595144961</id><published>2006-11-30T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T01:01:01.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Society rant</title><content type='html'>The question I ask myself all the time is what is wrong with society? It amazing me how "stupid" people can be. Anymore I hate going to work. Customers will come in an feel you own them.  Most of the time they make no sence at all but will bitch so that they get what they want and make the employees look like an ass. The thing is that the employees are not asses but most other customers see this and are not wise enough to spot the bullshit in the bitching customers story. However there are a very few that do pick up on this and will laugh at the customer. I would love to locate where these morons that come in work and do the same to them at there work place. It would be interesting to see how they react tot he situation. I can do a show on it sort of like the truth commercials.  Hand these morons a card saying "Congradualations your an asshole. How does it feel?". Maybe this would change there perspective on how they are in public. Probably wont but it would be a good thing to do. Also, I read and say &lt;a href="http://www.ehowa.com/showmovie.shtml?movie=policetazer.wmv"&gt;video footage &lt;/a&gt;of a lady who was pulled over by a police officer for speeding. She first opened her door when she got pulled over and the officer asked her to shut her door and she was a mega bitch towards the officer. She then proceed to tell the office his job. She then would not comply with the officer's orders. The best part about it is the officer asked her to comply numorous time and she neglected to do so and was a smart ass towards the officer. After she was tazed she laid there whinning like a bitch and still was a smart ass. I dont know about anyone else but hell if I am asked to do something by an officer I sure the hell would do it and bitch later about it. This lady seems like scum so she deserves everything she got. Hell she should be handed a your an asshole card. Well I wanted to share this will everyone. I am sure some will agree as well as many will get pissed by the post. Well to those who agree lets ban together and stop the stupidity happening and for those who dont well tough it is my opinion and I am given the right to post it.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should contact the creator of &lt;a href="http://www.illwillpress.com/"&gt;Foamy &lt;/a&gt;to do a clip on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;JRH&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/10123792-116486624595144961?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/116486624595144961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=116486624595144961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/116486624595144961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/116486624595144961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2006/11/society-rant.html' title='Society rant'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-116123359208315815</id><published>2006-10-18T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T23:53:12.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Post Update</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!! Sorry its been seven months since i posted last. I been very busy and hadn't updated. I thought about it alot but never did it. Well Since the last update I will fill you in on whats happened. I took over as Scout Master of the Troop I was in. I am very pleased with the position and the boys I have in the program. I missed not doing much with it before but now am back into it and handeling it well with the help of my assistant leaders. I took went to summer camp this year and it was a good time. Everything went smooth. So I been busy with that alot now. There was Tony's wedding at the end of May.  Good time althought it was a dry wedding but we made due with the beer we had back at the hotel room.  I also am back in school this semester taking Microbiology. It isnt a bad course actually I am liking it and have a A in the class so far. It is alot of work but it is helping me out. I was kinda ify on going back to school this semester. I was going to just get a job and now worry about it but everyone told me to go back and get my nursing degree and I would do well in that field so I decided to go back. I am just waiting to get accepted into the program for the upcoming year. If I dont I am not sure what I will do. I would have to wait another year to get into it again. If thats the case I probably will just start looking for an IT job. I will wait and see. Next was Jeff P. wedding which I was the best man of. It was a good time. Open bar you have to love that. I sure did amongst the two flask I had on me at the church. Lets just say at the end of the night I felt no pain and was totaly intoxacated. It was a great time and was an honor for me to serve as the bestman.  Cantor is hugh now and always wants to play and tear things up although he has been good latly of tearing things up. He went and got nutered so I dont think he was happy with me about that but i only did what his master wanted. Work still is a pain in the ass and isnt getting any better and now that Tom is leaving soon the place is going to roll down hill. I am tring to get out of there before that happens but i probably wont. Oh well such is life. Vicki and I split up. It was my decision. I need to get my life in order and in the right direction and didnt want to drag her down. Well anyhow just wanted to do a little update so Tom doesnt keep hounding me about it and I am going to try and post more and get back into reflections if I can come up with some more. Check out my Webshots gallery for photos of the things i did this summer. Catch ya later.&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-116123359208315815?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/116123359208315815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=116123359208315815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/116123359208315815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/116123359208315815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2006/10/major-post-update.html' title='Major Post Update'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-114369828460221843</id><published>2006-03-30T00:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T20:55:24.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Old Friends. This is for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My old friends, I recall&lt;br /&gt;The times we had hanging on in the basement&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't trade them for gold&lt;br /&gt;Cause they laugh and they cry me&lt;br /&gt;Somehow sanctify me&lt;br /&gt;They're woven in the stories I have told&lt;br /&gt;And tell again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old friends, I apologize&lt;br /&gt;For the years that have passed&lt;br /&gt;Since the last time you and I&lt;br /&gt;Dusted off those memories&lt;br /&gt;But the working and the Schooling&lt;br /&gt;The people and the places&lt;br /&gt;There's always somewhere else I had to be&lt;br /&gt;Time gets thin, my old friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why, don't know why&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why, don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old friends, this song's for you&lt;br /&gt;Cause a few simple verses&lt;br /&gt;Was the least that I could do&lt;br /&gt;To tell the world that you were here&lt;br /&gt;Cause the love and the laughter&lt;br /&gt;Will live on long after&lt;br /&gt;All of the sadness and the tears&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet again, my old friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old friends, my old friends&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is a song by Tim McGraw that I edited to make more fitting to my life and friends. Those who get it will appreciate the meaning of it and those who don't will be asking me what the meaning is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A really good true friend of mine &lt;a href="http://dsd04blog.blogspot.com/2006/03/band-of-brothers-broken-but-never-dead.html"&gt;Tom&lt;/a&gt; wrote an entry on his blog after we got together for another true friends wedding in Arizona. I noticed growing older that I don't hear for my true friends much anymore unless I call them or they, the very few, call me. Most of them are married or getting married and well our running around day are done. We have careers to pursue and significant others to care for and a few have kids to raise. Like Tom stated in his blog we will always have the memories. Maybe one day again we can all gather and share our memories with one another and laugh at the stupid things we did and can share it with our kids. The midnight Eat N' Park and Wal-Mart runs, camping trips, Jimmy discussions, LAN parties, basement gatherings, international dating service, and many more. Those were the day in which we had no worries and could do what we wanted. Didn't have bills to pay, parents trusted us to do the right thing and didn't mind having there children's friends over for dinner or the whole day and even night or many nights on end. I agree with Tom when he said, A Band of Brothers, Broken but Never Dead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;JRH&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/10123792-114369828460221843?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/114369828460221843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=114369828460221843' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/114369828460221843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/114369828460221843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-old-friends-this-is-for-you.html' title='My Old Friends. This is for you.'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-113686569898830372</id><published>2006-01-09T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T01:34:33.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time of change Part II</title><content type='html'>I was looking back at my post and reread the Time of change reflection I did about year ago. Over the year I came upon more obstacles and noticed a lot of behaviors my fellow peers exhibited in this time. I since went back to school this past fall. Nursing is more in likely going to be my new calling in life. This was a decent step for me to take. I did the whole sending out resumes and went on some interviews. I got the experience on the interview part which is always a good thing. Plus, with the average person in this day in age going to have seven different jobs/careers in there working lifetime, the interviewing experience does not hurt. It is a cut throat workforce anymore out there. If you are not the best or can "bullshit" your way through the interview making the interviewer(s) think you are then you will be careerless for a long while or stuck in a dead end job that you thought would only be temporary. Another thing that is big in this time is "LOVE". Every young man or woman is looking to find there soul mate. There special someone to settle down with in a few years and start a family together. This is also a rough passage. A lot of young couples are not happy in there relationship or one person is more controlling than the other. There is no room to breath. They seem connected every waking moment and that it my eyes is not a healthy behavior. This tends to lead to psychotic behavior in the relationship. NOT A GOOD THING. It only pushes the other person away. I believe it has to be give and take. Relationships are a two way feeling. "what's good for the goose is good for the gander." It took me some time to get into that mode and I some times break it and have to make my self realize it. No use worrying if you significant other is cheating on you because if they love you they would not. Plus, you can not stop it and have no control over it so why sit up and worry about it. Marriage is a big step during this time of a young ones life. A lot of my very close true friends got married or are engaged to be. I am happy for them. They all seem to be happy with there significant other. I myself have thought about marriage and thought I was ready but I reflected on it one evening and am really not ready for it. I still need to finish school and start my career off so I can be financially able to support my wife and self. Morals are a good thing to have and keep to. Morals are defined as "motivation based on ideas of right and wrong"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone's morals vary so what one thinks is morally right is not necessarily morally right to another. Society to an extent had somewhat of an unwritten code of morals that one should conform to. I am not saying everyone be the same but there are some morals that everyone needs to have. I am not going to say much about morals that can be another post on to its self. Lastly, family bonds are a big event during this time of change. Parents are realizing there "little boy or girl" isn't little anymore. They are growing up and moving away and getting married. Also, Parents are getting older. Young adults are realizing what there parents have done for them and how much they care and love them. Some times people take for granted what there parents have done for them until it is to late. When a parent is gone they are gone and you really cant tell them how much you care for them or love them. So I guess I am saying tell you parents how much you care for them and look past those little arguments that happened. Do not live with the regret of not telling them you love them just because they upset you. Well that is enough for now. Like always I will leave you with the following quotes to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Bitterness imprisons life- love releases it. Bitterness paralyzes life -love empowers it. Bitterness sours life -love sweetens it. Bitterness sickens life -love heals it. Bitterness blinds life- love anoints its eyes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Society, my dear, is like salt water, good to swim in but hard to swallow." - Arthur Stringer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;"To make your dreams come true, you must first wake up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Until Next time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JRH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;As defined by WordNet Â® 2.0, Â© 2003 Princeton University.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-113686569898830372?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/113686569898830372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=113686569898830372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113686569898830372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113686569898830372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2006/01/time-of-change-part-ii.html' title='Time of change Part II'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-113409969993640026</id><published>2005-12-08T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T22:41:39.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The newest part of the Hagyari Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6245/768/1600/HPIM0293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6245/768/320/HPIM0293.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of Nov. 21st we the Hagyari family added a new member. His name is Cantor. He is a german sheapard. It is Shawn's doggy. He is for the most part a good dog, but all dogs can get rotten now and then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-113409969993640026?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/113409969993640026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=113409969993640026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113409969993640026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113409969993640026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/12/newest-part-of-hagyari-family.html' title='The newest part of the Hagyari Family'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-113237354394400345</id><published>2005-11-18T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T23:12:23.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:white; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slow and Steady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/serious.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/"&gt;How Do People See You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-113237354394400345?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/113237354394400345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=113237354394400345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113237354394400345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113237354394400345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/11/slow-and-steady-your-friends-see-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-113237305010697735</id><published>2005-11-18T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T23:04:10.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:white; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Eyes Should Be Blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/blue.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes reflect: Innocence and sweetness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's hidden behind your eyes: A calculating mind&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/"&gt;What Color Should Your Eyes Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-113237305010697735?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/113237305010697735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=113237305010697735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113237305010697735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113237305010697735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/11/your-eyes-should-be-blue-your-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-113220402120029294</id><published>2005-11-17T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T00:07:01.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:white; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Au Natural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/au-natural.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it.&lt;br /&gt;That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!&lt;br /&gt;The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world.&lt;br /&gt;Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in.&lt;br /&gt;You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways.&lt;br /&gt;Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you.&lt;br /&gt;As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-113220402120029294?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/113220402120029294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=113220402120029294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113220402120029294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113220402120029294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/11/your-seduction-style-au-natural-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-113220176760697523</id><published>2005-11-16T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T00:01:11.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Language I should learn</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:white; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Learn Chinese&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/chinese.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised? You shouldn't be - Chinese is perfect for an ambitious person like you.&lt;br /&gt;You're a natural entrepreneur, and a billion people are waiting to do business with you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/"&gt;What Language Should You Learn?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-113220176760697523?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/113220176760697523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=113220176760697523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113220176760697523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113220176760697523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/11/language-i-should-learn.html' title='Language I should learn'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-113203559800851355</id><published>2005-11-15T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T23:54:57.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:white; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birthdate: November 30&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the type of personality that people either love or hate.&lt;br /&gt;You're opinionated, dramatic, intense, and very outspoken.&lt;br /&gt;And some people can't get enough of you - they're totally addicted.&lt;br /&gt;Others, well, they wish you were a little more reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your flair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: If you think it, you say it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Scarlet red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Inverted triangle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: March&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-113203559800851355?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/113203559800851355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=113203559800851355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113203559800851355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113203559800851355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/11/birthdate-november-30-you-have-type-of.html' title=''/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-113203531028340855</id><published>2005-11-15T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T23:59:55.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Career Type</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:white; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Type: Social&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/social.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are helpful, friendly, and trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;Your talents lie in teaching, nursing, giving information, and solving social problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counselor - Dental Hygienist - Librarian&lt;br /&gt;Nurse - Parole Officer - Personal Trainer&lt;br /&gt;Physical Therapist - Social Worker - Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are realistic careers, like truck driver or farmer.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-113203531028340855?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/113203531028340855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=113203531028340855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113203531028340855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113203531028340855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/11/career-type.html' title='Career Type'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-113203483088016245</id><published>2005-11-15T01:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T23:58:41.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#black" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:white; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Blogging Type Is Thoughtful and Considerate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/thoughtful.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a well liked, though underrated, blogger.&lt;br /&gt;You have a heart of gold, and are likely to blog for a cause.&lt;br /&gt;You're a peaceful blogger - no drama for you!&lt;br /&gt;A good listener and friend, you tend to leave thoughtful comments for others.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's Your Blogging Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-113203483088016245?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/113203483088016245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=113203483088016245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113203483088016245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113203483088016245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/11/blogging-personality.html' title='Blogging personality'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-113203416754909427</id><published>2005-11-15T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T23:57:35.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keys to my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="black" style="color: rgb(238, 233, 233);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(238, 233, 233);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-113203416754909427?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/113203416754909427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=113203416754909427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113203416754909427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/113203416754909427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/11/keys-to-my-heart.html' title='Keys to my heart'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-112917484034282991</id><published>2005-10-12T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T23:44:08.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Importance of friendship</title><content type='html'>Establishing friendships are an important aspect of ones life. I feel there are various classifications of friends. At least I have a classification system I use. I will break it down for you all. True friends, these are the ones who know you and still love you and will be there for you no matter what. If you make them mad they don't say mad long and will forgive you and not hold a grudge. They are far and few between. Next are the good friends. They are there for you and will help you out when they can. There is a quote I found that kind of helps put into perspective the two. "A good friend will bail you out of jail, while a true friend will be right beside you going that was awesome." It is kind of funny but true. True friends and good friends are very similar but there are some minor differences. True friends could ruin you if they wanted to but would never. Then you have your friends who you know and talk to and hang out with occasionally. Lastly you have acquaintance's. They are people you met through other friends and know little very little about. Usually when you see them you tell them hi and that's generally about it. It is important to have true friends in your life. They are the one that you can talk to about any problem you are having and they will always listen and are willing to listen. They will make time for you if you need them. They don't blow you off for a TV show and will rarely be unable to come to your aid. Sit and think about your friends now and what you consider them in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Well I will leave you with these quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;"A true friend is one who knows all about you and still likes you."&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;"A true friend thinks of you when all other friends are thinking of them-selves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;"True friends stab you in the front." -Oscar Wilde&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JRH&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/10123792-112917484034282991?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/112917484034282991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=112917484034282991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/112917484034282991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/112917484034282991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/10/importance-of-friendship.html' title='Importance of friendship'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-112606462406329828</id><published>2005-09-06T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T22:43:44.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living for the moment</title><content type='html'>Well in my last post I was bitching and whining because I didn't know what to do with my life. Well here is an update since then. In August I had 2 job interviews. One was for Jefferson-Morgan School District. They had a Technology coordinator position. I applied and go called to come in for the interview. I thought it went good. (of course how do you know how an interview went, seriously.) Well I didn't make the second round interview. Life goes on. I figured they already had the job fill they just needed to have a few interview for the legal mumbo jumbo. Just before going for the interview I said, if I don't get the job and am going to apply to the nursing program at Cal U. Well that's when I did. But the week before classes started I had to meet with the nursing advisor. Well she told me I need to take the nursing entry test to get into the nursing program and what not, which is fine with me. I can still take classes but not the nursing core classes. Fine with me. Well that Tuesday before classes started I had an interview with the Greene County Career Services (Waynesburg Vo-Tech) for a Tech. Coordinator position. I went and said what the hell. I figured it was a job or school, which ever came first. They got my information from Jefferson-Morgan, which was nice of them. I thought the interview went well again. Well Sunday rolled around and heard nothing from the job and I got into 2 classes at Cal so I figured back to school. I went back. It felt different sitting in class again after obtaining a degree. The A &amp;amp; P I class I have isn't going to be a walk in the park but I am up for the challenge. Developmental Psy doesn't seem like it will be to bad. Last week I go into work and the one supervisor told me that my supervisor in the copy center put her 2 weeks notice in. I didn't believe her at first then was like oh my she did. Well I was kinda happy b/c she doesn't do much anyhow. A lot of people told me to apply for the position but I wont. I wouldn't get it so why waste my time plus I am not going to work in a copy center all my life. Now I am getting more hours and I am in school but when I wasn't doing a damn thing I wasn't getting shit for hours. Who knows what the hell is going on. I am living for the moment like my title states. You never know what tomorrow will bring or it tomorrow will come. I try to live a life without regrets. Everything I do either good or bad I learn from it. Well Hopefully reflections will be coming soon. I liked doing those so if you have any topics please feel free to let me know of them. Well I let you go for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JRH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-112606462406329828?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/112606462406329828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=112606462406329828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/112606462406329828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/112606462406329828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/09/living-for-moment.html' title='Living for the moment'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-112113678272956383</id><published>2005-07-11T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T23:08:01.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell...</title><content type='html'>Well I went to a wedding this past weekend of a buddy of mine. Wow it seems like they are all dropping like flies. Don't get me wrong it is not a bad thing that they are getting married but I guess it is the reality of I am getting older. I still remember hanging out with these guys and getting drunk and doing stupid stuff. I found out that a few more people I know are engaged to be married. This amazes me. Some of them haven't been dating a year or more. I know my girlfriend and I have been together for 2 years now and yeah I thought about marriage but as I thought about it I was like no not now. I still have some things I need to do before that happens. I know it probably pisses my girlfriend off that I think that way but hey we have the rest of our lives to be together. I figure if I don't do the things I want to do now then I probably never will. The things I am referring to are going out west to visit Tommy, taking a trip south to see my aunts and uncle. Yeah I can travel later in life but hey who know how long they will be at those places for me to go. I also need to get a job and get on my feet. I know for one thing I do not care to live around where I am now unless I get a damn good paying job. They say money talks and bulls**t walks. I finally got my review at work last week. It was pretty well. I got a big 39 cent raise after being there a year. I guess it isn't bad compared to other places but still. I work my ass off there and the higher ups get the praises and money for it. Yeah, yeah I know that's life. The work force would not be this way if people united and stood their ground. No everyone is out to kill one another and wont stand up together. We can blame our politician all we want but in the end it reverts back to the working people not sticking together. Anyhow, I am looking for a job that pays more money. Got to pay the bills. Well I will be back to my reflections sometime soon hopefully,but until then I will leave you with a few new quotes I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Never apologize for saying what you feel. It's like apologizing for being real."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer, but wish we didn't."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"True friends stay together through thick and thin, through all the rumors and the grins, through all the pain and all the tears; true friends are there throughout the years."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;JRH&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/10123792-112113678272956383?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/112113678272956383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=112113678272956383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/112113678272956383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/112113678272956383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-hell.html' title='What the hell...'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-111973560017931336</id><published>2005-06-25T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T16:40:00.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>Well I am at the point where I have to start paying back student loans. Now I am stuck with a decision. Should I go back to school for nursing, or should I move away and get a job? I have been thinking about both options. I do not want to stay around here for the fact that there is nothing here to do. Job wise there is not many options but work a dead end job and get no where and be in debt the rest of my life. Yes, I will miss the stupid little things around here if I do go but from what I hear it is worth it. I guess I have to think more about this and make my mind up on what to do. Any suggestions would be appreciated. &lt;br /&gt;JRH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-111973560017931336?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/111973560017931336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=111973560017931336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111973560017931336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111973560017931336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/06/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-111828701160696097</id><published>2005-06-08T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T15:33:10.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scotts Wedding</title><content type='html'>The wedding went well and it was a great time. I didn't feel like coming home. It is so nice in state college. It was kinda hectic Friday night but we all got together and it went find. The wedding was small. Just family and close friends. The ceremony was short and to the point. That the kind of wedding I want. I figure it this way if I am paying for it they will do what I want and be happy. Oh well I guess I will have to see when that time comes. Well I don't have much else to say and will be trying to post more on my blog now. Here is a picture of the wedding party. Until next time.&lt;br /&gt;JRH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img HEIGHT="500" WIDTH="800" src="http://image40.webshots.com/40/8/29/79/364282979bjiNAI_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-111828701160696097?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/111828701160696097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=111828701160696097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111828701160696097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111828701160696097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/06/scotts-wedding.html' title='Scotts Wedding'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-111535070208608853</id><published>2005-05-05T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T22:54:30.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking</title><content type='html'>Lately I have been doing a lot of thinking about my life and career. I have been trying to develop my life and career goals now since I graduated college. I have been thinking about moving and realize I want to do it for the experience. I figured if I go and fall on my face I can always come back and no one will say a word about it, but if I make something out of it then people will say " oh yeah Jason away and is doing well for himself". So either way isn't all that bad. Well while I was thinking I realized I am not really a city man but more of a country or small town type. Lately my job has been not so well. My hours were cut. Office Max likes to bit the hand that feeds them and well it is going to kick them in the ass soon. I guess that in every job. I also realized a while ago the your parents teach you to go out and do well and work hard. Well in today's society it is not like that. As many of you know in your work experience  the goal of most is do enough to get by and that's it. This pisses me off to no end and has affect my work ethic. Why should I bust my ass and the other person is doing less and making the same as I do or more. More times than not those people are the ones who get the praises or complements or incentives and you are left in the dark and expected to do more. Well I could go on and on about this but wont. I am still unsure if I would like to go back to school or start my career. I have been applying to different places but haven't heard a thing so. It is also hard to decide where I want to move away to. It is very frustrating to me when I  have a good true friend of mine telling me that I have a bed waiting for me in Colorado and then I have my girlfriend telling me she doesn't want to go that far. What should I do then? Well I kind of decided to do what my heart tells me is right because in the end I have to deal with the choices I make. I am not sure if I am right thinking that but that's what decided. I just don't want to have any regrets but normally I don't. I feel I learn from every think I do weather good or bad I gain from it. Like they say "What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger" or something to that nature. Well I have done enough rambling tonight. &lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;JRH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Recovering from failure is often easier than building from success." -Michael Eisner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Success is doing what you want to do, when you want, where you want, with whom you want, as much as you want." - Anthony Robbins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-111535070208608853?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/111535070208608853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=111535070208608853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111535070208608853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111535070208608853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/05/thinking.html' title='Thinking'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-111457839690410316</id><published>2005-04-27T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T00:52:17.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories -Trip to Canada</title><content type='html'>Well I am back up and running again. I am posting about the trip to Canada. Steve, Chris , Bill and I went for the weekend. Below is a journal and pics will be added soon. I will be making a website with a gallery soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Journal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Friday April 22, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It all started by meeting at Steves house. Steve, Chris, and I loaded our gear and went on our way to the bank then to pick Billy up. Well Bill loaded up and well we made a circle. Bill forgot to grab his birth certificate and social security card. Well after the little delay we were on our way. We had to fuel up with some diesel in Bentleyville, then we hit the road. We battled our way through PA listening to the radio and some on the lappy toppy. We hit construction for a bit but it wasn't that bad. We were passed by a fat bitch in a flooring vehicle Billy took some pictures of various signs and things on the way. We made it into &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; and travel through it but Pa was so long to travel through. When we crossed the peace bridge and came to the boarder the young lady asked Steve to shut the truck off. She asked for our identification and our nationality then asked a few questions one of which was what is the nature of your visit to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Canada,&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; in which Steve replied pleasure. What the freak was that all about I dont know. Oh well we have to love Steve for it. Anyhow, after traveling the QEW for a while and got off the exit which we were to supposed to, Steve happened to get us lost. It was that much out of our way and we got back on track fast. We passed the falls and looked from the truck because we were all anxious to get out of the truck and had to pee. Steve and I checked in and then we unloaded our luggage and got settled into the room. We decided which pizza to get and I called the order in, 2 meat lover pizzas is what I am talking about. Steve and Chris ventured out to get us some beer, but before that Chris and I went down to the front desk to get a map and well I thought he had the door and I let it go and WAM he walked right into it. It was sort of funny but I felt bad. Well we are waiting for our pizza, it took 1 ½ hours for our pizza that was supposed to be at our room in an hour. We ate and headed out on the shuttle for the night. We trusted Steve in his directions to see the town. A thousand and a half miles later, or so it seemed, we found Lundys lane after Teevo asked for directions. We checked out what was there and what we could do Saturday. We finally went to Casino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Niagara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Steve had Went off on his own to play his hand. Bill, Chris and I went to get money and stuck together. We spent our money and waited on Steve to get done. We told Steve that we were ready to go and that we didn't feel like walking back to the hotel. We had walked around a bit trying to figure out how to get a taxi and finally flagged one down and had to go to the Casino to be picked up; the taxi ride wasn't bad. When we arrived at the hotel we had a beer and headed to bed about 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Saturday April 23, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Steve and Chris got up and went to breakfast. Bill and I got up a bit later and went to breakfast at the hotel. We decided to head to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Niagara&lt;/st1:place&gt; on the lake. It was cold and wet. We took a few pictures and headed back to the butterfly conservatory. It was a cool time, there were a ton of butterflies. We then came back the hotel and caught the shuttle to town so we could get pictures of the falls. We went and got pictures of the falls and went to the hard rock for lunch. Then Teevo had to play video game. What a child he is, but we love him. We had to get a few pictures and go into the WWE shop for Bob. We went back to the hotel and Steve and I took a nap while bill watched porn and Chris went to the gift shops. We then headed out for casino &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Niagara&lt;/st1:place&gt;, we all lost. It was time for dinner at Momma Mias; good food, great time. We had to wait for the shuttle so Steve and Chris went one way and Bill and I went another and met up after a bit then got on the were on a quest for Cuban cigars. We didnt find any so we got on the shuttle back to the best western. We hung out here for a while then Steve was heading to the other Casino and I was like oh I will go then Bill jumped on the train. We went to the Falls Casino to try our hand out. Bill was the only smart one he cashed in early, and then he and I tried locating Steve to catch the shuttle back. When we got back I told Steve lets tell Chris we are going home so pack up so Steve and I devised a plan and Bill was like what ever. So Steve and I came in and I was bitching at him and Steve woke Chris up and told him to pack someone was looking for him. Chris got up all disoriented and started packing all the while I was bitching at Steve calling him an asshole and saying leave it to Steve to mess up. I went on with it all the while Bill is sitting there in the chair saying nothing with a blank look on his face. Steve then knocked on the door and told me to get it and I refused and told him it is his problem. Steve left the room for a bit and Chris after he had changed asked me what happened. I explained that while we were at the casino Steve was hitting on a girl who was a bouncers girlfriend and the bouncer came up to Steve and started with him. Steve then hit the guy and put him to the ground. Then Steve took off and we met him outside and had to take the back way to the hotel which was about 2 miles and some from our hotel. Chris was taking it all in and was ready while I was just getting some of my stuff together so I would be ready for the morning leave. Steve came back and was looking out the window saying he could get out there and then he changed into his sleeping clothes and I was bitching and he looked at Bill and said your riding in front I dont want him up front with me. Then I got my sleep clothes on. Well, soon after we told Chris it didn't happen and he was kind of pissed because he had been sleeping for 2 hours before we came in. After all that we all sat back and had a beer and watched TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sunday April 24, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We woke up Sunday morning and finished packing and headed out around 9:30 or so. We didnt have any trouble at the boarder, which was a good thing. We hit snow rain mix on our way home, then we stopped off at a Sheetz for lunch since we hadn't eaten breakfast. We got home around 3 and all parted ways. Great times and memories. I think we all would say that it wasnt long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt; The contents of this post is reserved to jhagyari. If you don't like what you have read then you don't need to return to my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&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/10123792-111457839690410316?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/111457839690410316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=111457839690410316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111457839690410316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111457839690410316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/04/memories-trip-to-canada.html' title='Memories -Trip to Canada'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-111284224780636604</id><published>2005-04-06T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T21:58:01.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and running soon.</title><content type='html'>I bought a new HP laptop the other day online so I will be back up as soon as it arrives. I am sorta excited about it. I am suprised I went this long with out a computer and didnt hurt anyone lol. Well everything has been going fine. I work all the time and when I am off I dont feel like doing a damn thing. A few friends and I are planning a Canada trip in a few weeks which should be kool. I am sorta excited about it since it will be a weekend of relaxation. I need a getaway. It sucks that my girlfriend wont be there but i guess we will survive. I know i did the 2 weeks she went away the summer before last. I was sorts bummed out. Well I cant wait to start the reflections up again. I have a few in mind so watch out for them. Untill then&lt;br /&gt;JRH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-111284224780636604?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/111284224780636604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=111284224780636604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111284224780636604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111284224780636604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/04/up-and-running-soon.html' title='Up and running soon.'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-111190301266563816</id><published>2005-03-27T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T00:56:52.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DED Dead</title><content type='html'>Well after having a buddy at work look at my laptop and he thought it may have been fixed, I came home and put it all together and to my surprise it is doing the same damn thing it has was doing when I gave it to him. So no I am laptopless till I can come up with the money to get a new one. I will not be posting as much until I get a computer of my own. I will try my best to throw a reflection out here and their. Well till then keep checking back now and again to see what the news is.     HAPPY EASTER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;JRH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-111190301266563816?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/111190301266563816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=111190301266563816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111190301266563816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111190301266563816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/03/ded-dead.html' title='DED Dead'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-111146421546603710</id><published>2005-03-21T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T23:04:43.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well I am still puterless. Yes bill I said, "puterless". I have been trying to figure out if My laptop can be salvaged or not. Thus far I think it is "ded" dead. Sorry Tom I had to use that. Well it was hard the first couple days without the puter but I managed and like now I use my moms or brothers to check my email so it is all good. Actually this may be a good thing for me. As many of you know I was quiet the internet junky. The computer was my life. Well it has cut back since i was in high school but still was a decent part of my life. Well i am not on as much so I have been out doing other things. Of course i don't have much time these days to do much anyhow. Well it may be a while before i get back online regular and do some reflections. I do have a few reflections i have conjured in my mind but i will wait till i am all back up. Well if I need to get a new laptop it may be a while before i am online for the fact that i don't have the cash to buy one. I am hoping mine is fixable but it seems that no one has time to come look at it and i am not taking it anywhere because it will cost me an arm and a leg to get looked at and fixed. Oh well hope to be back up soon. Till then.&lt;br /&gt;JRH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-111146421546603710?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/111146421546603710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=111146421546603710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111146421546603710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111146421546603710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/03/update.html' title='Update!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-111130100342339436</id><published>2005-03-20T01:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T01:43:38.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Figure........</title><content type='html'>Well the part came in and I installed it but didn't soidor it. So it was working but kept cutting in and out so i took it apart again and soidord it. Well I put it back together and to my surprise it does not work go figure. I come to accept the fact that nothing goes right for me. So there are three options. One, get pissed off and break the f**kin thing off the wall. Two, save up and buy a new laptop and chalk it up to it was old and its time to go or three, say screw it and not worry about it and move on with my sad life that's revolved around the computer and the internet. Well thus far it is looking like option one and three. I don't know any more. I will let you know what I do. Till then.&lt;br /&gt;JRH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-111130100342339436?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/111130100342339436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=111130100342339436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111130100342339436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111130100342339436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/03/go-figure.html' title='Go Figure........'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-111111970217860664</id><published>2005-03-17T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T23:21:42.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not posting. I have been busy with working plus my laptop is down so I am computerless till the part comes in and I can get time to fix it. When that happens I will be back to posting. Maybe one of my contributors will do a reflection in the mean time to keep the site going till i return. Sorry and god bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I return...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;JRH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-111111970217860664?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/111111970217860664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=111111970217860664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111111970217860664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/111111970217860664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/03/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110965232817662164</id><published>2005-03-01T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T00:25:48.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I Stay or Should I Go.....</title><content type='html'>I have been think about this for a while now. I always wanted to go away from home when I got older. I planned on going away for college to &lt;a href="http://www.davisandelkins.edu/"&gt;Davis &amp; Elkins College&lt;/a&gt;. I decided not to go towards the end of my senior year of high school. One reason was that I no longer wanted to do forestry, another was I got accepted into &lt;a href="http://www.cup.edu"&gt;Cal U &lt;/a&gt;with my SAT scores how there were, and final I knew my parents and I could not afford it at the time although they told me if that was where I wanted to go then I could go and not to worry about the price. Well as you know I went to &lt;a href="http://www.cup.edu"&gt;Cal U&lt;/a&gt; and just graduated in Dec. with a bachelors degree in Information Technology. Well I have applied to different places around here for a job and haven't really heard back from anyone. I guess I could be doing more to look but sometimes need a fire lit under my rear. I also been thinking maybe I should apply else where other than the good old Southwestern Pennsylvania. This area isn't that bad but there isn't anything around here for the younger generation. I watched a few of my friends move away for a number of reasons and they have done fine for themselves. NO, this is not the main reason I am thinking of going elsewhere. Also, I am not running for anything here. I thought about this after my father pasted away. The only thing keeping me here is my mother and my girlfriend. My mom has been talking about moving when she retires in a few years. So that leaves me with my girlfriend. Her and I talked and she isn't into moving because her family is around her and they are close. I understand that. I don't know maybe when she starts to apply for jobs and can not find one here she will want to do the same but then again she may find a good job around here. I know I would like her to go with me. I don't want to do this alone. I can not force her to do it though and I know she supports whatever I do. I would miss her to death if I do go. I look at the area and the direction it is going. All the small businesses around here are going extinct. The nearest city is going under. Businesses are leaving by the flocks and new ones wont come in because they cant afford being taxed to death. I know me leaving will make a lot of people sad and upset but then again what about me. If it makes me happy does it matter if others aren't? I don't know if this is the feeling my friends got when they left or not. I am going to talk to a few friends who moved to see what they have to offer me in advise. I will miss everyone if I decide to go. Where I will go I haven't really decided as of yet. I am going to apply for a job first and see if I get it before I go moving. Well if anyone has any advise to offer me I would appreciate it. Well I will leave you with these quotes to ponder while I ponder what I am going to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Recovering from failure is often easier than building from success." -Michael Eisner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off your goal." - Henry Ford &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;JRH&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/10123792-110965232817662164?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110965232817662164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110965232817662164' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110965232817662164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110965232817662164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/03/should-i-stay-or-should-i-go.html' title='Should I Stay or Should I Go.....'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110896794142607548</id><published>2005-02-25T01:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T01:58:12.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-confidence</title><content type='html'>Self-confidence is something that one needs to build. It does not come natural to some but for others they don't take a moment to think. That isn't always a bad thing. I on the other hand have a big self-confidence issue. I doubt myself unless it is something I have been doing for a while. I have been involved with the scouting program for about 12 years coming up on 13 and I am very confident in my doing there as well as at work at Office Max in the copy center. I am very familiar and proficient in operating the machines. I get nervous when I start something new. I guess I fear failure. It depends on the situation though. I have fail many times and was not proud and of course no one is but I got back up, dusted myself off and carried on to try again or to walk away and realize my loss. I believe it was the times that I failed that scarred me and made me lack self-confidence. I try to build myself up so I am not afraid to do new things. I reassure myself that if I don't succeed try again. I also try not to worry what others will think of the outcome. I am the only one who has to be happy with my accomplishment. The more accomplishments that are achieved, the more self-confidence one gains. Think positive and realistically. If the task or goal is realistic and with in reach then your self-confidence will not hinder your achieving it. Unrealistic goals or task that produce failure will drag your confidence into the ground and make it harder for you to do simple things. So those of you who lack self-confidence keep you heads up and believe in yourself. Well that is enough for now and I will leave you with this quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank you for the previous quotes Bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;"Without self-confidence we are as babes in the cradle" Virginia Woolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;JRH&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/10123792-110896794142607548?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110896794142607548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110896794142607548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110896794142607548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110896794142607548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/02/self-confidence.html' title='Self-confidence'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110905451783748786</id><published>2005-02-22T01:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T01:41:57.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Yo, what's up everybody this is Bill.  Well, I figured since Jason is busy with his latest post, (this one's going to be good I think), I thought I'd break up the streak of non-posting on this thing.  Since he's been discussing life lately and reflection upon it,  I decided to put up some famous quotes about it, you know how he likes quotes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "The first step to getting things you want out of life is this:                                                                                               Decide what you want." - Ben Stein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  "Life is a fatal complaint, and an eminently contagious one."&lt;br /&gt;                                                       -Oliver Wendell Holmes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   "We make a living by what we get, we make a life by what we give."&lt;br /&gt;                                                       -Sir Winston Churchhill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I leave you with these, have a good one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/26988.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-110905451783748786?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110905451783748786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110905451783748786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110905451783748786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110905451783748786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/02/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Huff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00267834578901021421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://chronicgaming.com/backburner/bill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110853558754968345</id><published>2005-02-16T01:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T01:34:48.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How do we know if we made the right decision? - Reflection</title><content type='html'>This is something I often think about. How do we truly know we made the right decisions. It may seem right at first but down the road it turned out to be the wrong one. I think many of us choose the decision that everyone says is right or that makes us look good. We tend to think what is it going to do for us right now, not how will it effect us later in life. We don't look beyond the picture but only what's in it. I am at fault for this. I have taken the easy way out of thinks. Maybe it was the right thing to do. Who know then again it could be wrong. Who is to say what decision is right or wrong? Is it society? Is it our parents? Our peers? The government? Ourselves? That is touchy, it may be a little bit of each of them. I have made a lot of bad decision in my life and will make many more. But I think back and wonder if I would have done it differently what would be the outcome. Could it be worse than it is now or could it be better? I guess I will never know but I can learn from the wrong and try to work it out to make it better. I thought about switching my major when I was midway through my college career to Psychology. I thought about it and did enjoy the classes I had taken but, I some how decided against it. I don't know why but I did. I also thought about social work. I decided against that. I did think about going into nursing after I graduated but I didn't. I don't know if maybe I would have changed my major that I'd have a job now. I will never know. I can go back to school and see but I do not want to put in all that time if the outcome will not be beneficial. But then again I will never know unless I do it. So as for making the right decisions I would say weight all you options and don't just choose the one that you think everyone wants you to choose. May the choice that you are willing to live with and deal with later on and try to look forward when making your choice. You are the one who has to live with what you do in life not society, your friends, your parents, the government, no it is you yourself. Well that is enough for now and like always I will leave you with the following quotes to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Society, my dear, is like salt water, good to swim in but hard to swallow." - Arthur Stringer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There are two ways of meeting difficulties: you alter the difficulties, or you alter yourself to meet them. - Phyllis Bottome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;JRH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-110853558754968345?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110853558754968345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110853558754968345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110853558754968345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110853558754968345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/02/how-do-we-know-if-we-made-right.html' title='How do we know if we made the right decision? - Reflection'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110793100867813165</id><published>2005-02-09T01:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T01:38:36.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What has porn come to......</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a while since I did a reflection. This is mainly due to being busy and not having a topic. I am sitting here tonight and well what came on TV &lt;em&gt;Lord of the G-String&lt;/em&gt;. I had to watch it to see what the hell it was about and to see what the story line was. Well like the movie title suggest it was a spoof of &lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings. &lt;/em&gt;Like the main character is named Dildo Saggins. What happened to porn? Like porn had its own original names like &lt;em&gt;Debbie Does Dallas&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Deep Throat&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Pop My Cherry Please&lt;/em&gt;, etc...... These movies had a story line although some may not have been as good as others but they had one. Softcore porn. What the hell is up with it? In my opinion it is pointless. If I want to see a porn I want to see porn not cheesy acting. Also some of the actors are not that great. Free Internet porn is the greatest thing that happened to the net if you know where to go. I was quite the porn connoisseur in the day. When porn went to DVD it opened a whole new world of possibilities. I had a DVD with 8 hours of bonus material. Yes, 8 hours and also had multiple angles. This was a dream some true for any young man. I was the envy of my friends for a while. Well that's enough of me ranting about porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-110793100867813165?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110793100867813165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110793100867813165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110793100867813165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110793100867813165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-has-porn-come-to.html' title='What has porn come to......'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110741039539622511</id><published>2005-02-03T01:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T01:54:04.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships </title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A relationship requires some type of emotional tie to be considered such.&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Relationships take time to build. People, especial the younger generation want it to happen overnight and many of them believe it does. I feel it can not happen like that. You need to get to know each other and build trust between one another. I am sure you are not going to tell some guy/girl you are on the first date with about the skeletons in your closet or families. I know I did not and not till recently did I tell my girlfriend about my family secrets. Once there is a level of trust and understanding between each other you can share these things otherwise you may scare each other off. The longer a relationship last the stronger the bond between the couple become. Relationships also take work to maintain. You must be able to trust, depend, understand, and love one another with out second guessing yourself. In starting a relationship you have to give time for each other to adjust to one another especially if one or both have never been in a relationship before. Also, don't deem it over if you think or feel it is not going to be. He/she may wake up and change there ways. I know I was anti-love before I met my girlfriend and almost cost the relationship I have now but I realized wait this is not bad and I am happy. I am not saying that someone should change there whole life just to be with someone but they may change there views or thinking. This is an adapting time, much like a puppy with his new owners and home. Another thing to try to steer clear is to become attached to quick. Most people do this and when the relationship never happens then they are crushed. Some people consider themselves in a relationship after one date. This is more in younger people and that's why relationships don't work out for them. They do not allow for the building of the relationship and for the emotional bond to form. Like I mentioned in an earlier reflection they are looking for a quick "piece of ass" or a "friend with benefits." There is someone out there for anyone who is looking. You have to be patient and willing to take the time to look. Like the say, "good things come to those who wait." Some people just feel they have to be in a relationship and can not not be in one because god forbid they are not in the social norm or that there friends are all in one so they should because they not. I feel that is a bullshit excuse. Everyone willing will find there someone to be with when the time is right for them to do so not because they need it to be and don't want to take the time to wait. To those of you in a relationship good luck and for those looking or starting a relationship keep your heads up and don't give up. I will leave you with t he following quote to ponder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Taken from Bill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Our greatest battles are that with our own minds. - Jameson Frank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;JRH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/10123792-110741039539622511?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110741039539622511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110741039539622511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110741039539622511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110741039539622511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/02/relationships.html' title='Relationships '/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110732481742878964</id><published>2005-02-02T01:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T01:14:55.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unanswered prayers.</title><content type='html'>One of my all time favorite songs is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Answered prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Garth Brooks. If you never heard it I recommend listening to it. It is a great song. Many people just hear a song and are like that's kool but there are a few that actually understand the message behind it. I think about how try this song is. I am not an avid church goer. I attend on the holidays and maybe a few times in between. But enough with that. I pray every night before I go to bed. Like everyone knows all your prayers don't come true. I think about the ones that don't and have realized that it was for the better. The outcome I have now from what I prayed for is just as good if not better. Although a few of the outcomes may not be so great. But like they say "you have to take the good with the bad." I do remembering when I was seeing a girl I liked back in high school, I would pray at night asking good for her to be mine. Well as you can tell that did not happen but I am glad it didn't. I have a wonderful girlfriend who I love to death. I am sure you yourself can recall in your life wanting something and praying for it and it not coming true. Maybe it was a blessing it did not come true. I know most of mine are. I believe that some of gods greatest gift truly are unanswered prayers. I will leave you with this quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If you knew who walked beside you, you would never fear. - Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Till next time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;JRH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-110732481742878964?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110732481742878964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110732481742878964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110732481742878964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110732481742878964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/02/unanswered-prayers.html' title='Unanswered prayers.'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110715284900681905</id><published>2005-01-31T01:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T01:27:29.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter</title><content type='html'>Winter is a time of family bonding and relaxation. Christmas in the midst of it and Easter bring it pretty much to and end. Although the snow did not start till late this season, I personally do not care for it now. I guess when you are younger snow was something you wanted so you can go out and play in. It was fun to build a snowman with your parents or with your friends or to throw snow balls. I remember many days that it snowed and Chad, Scott, and I went out and would try to build a huge snowman in their backyard or we would try to built tunnels in the snow. The fun we had and we had little care in the world at that time. When you are a teen most of them are iffy about the snow. They want it on schooldays so classes are canceled and don't want it on weekends because that is fun time. And the rest mostly hate the snow. Some main reasons are that they don't like to drive in it and we need to get to work everyday to make money. Shoveling snow was fun at one point in time. I guess it was that I shovel side walks at Cal U when I worked there for 3 years. That kind of turns you off of the situation. Another thing that kills me is these people that think they can go anywhere they want to in the cars in the snow. These people more in likely whined up in a ditch, in a hillside, or with another vehicle. People also say, "You have 4 wheel-drive." My response to them is, "Yeah your point." Just because your vehicle is 4 wheel-drive doesn't mean it is unstoppable. Think about it 4 wheel-drive does not help on ice. The only thing you have now is 4 wheels spinning and it doesn't help you stop. There are still stupid people that think it will do anything. Well enough for to night and this topic was brought you thanks to bill who suggested it to me tonight. I will leave you with this quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The greatest thing about man is his ability to transcend himself, his ancestry and his environment and to become what he dreams of being. - Tully C. Knoles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Till next time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;JRH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-110715284900681905?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110715284900681905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110715284900681905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110715284900681905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110715284900681905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/01/winter.html' title='Winter'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110688725427517942</id><published>2005-01-27T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T23:40:54.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerd Test</title><content type='html'>Came across this on another site thought it was kool. Check it out and let me know how you did.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for the next reflevtion.&lt;br /&gt;Till then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;JRH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wxplotter.com/ft_nq.php?im"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.wxplotter.com/images/ft/nq.php?val=2615" alt="I am nerdier than 38% of all people. Are you nerdier? Click here to find out!" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-110688725427517942?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110688725427517942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110688725427517942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110688725427517942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110688725427517942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/01/nerd-test.html' title='Nerd Test'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110680903773669900</id><published>2005-01-27T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T15:00:43.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time of change reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Billy and I were chatting the other night and he was saying that we are at the age that we are in "a time of change". I was thinking about it and decided to make a post on it. This is a major time of change in a young mans and woman's life maybe one of the hardest. We take for granted that if we graduate college we can get a job right then and there. Well very few do but for the real world people we have to search. I know I should have really heeded the advise that was given to me by some many and started sending out resume while I was still in my last semester. Most of these jobs require a ridicules number of years of experience. How can anyone out of college gain experience if all these jobs require you to already have it. I guess I am being picky in finding a job I am willing to start out at an entry level position. That is one step to over come. Last night I watched a documentary on teens and sex. It was a good program for parents to watch with there adolescent's. I know my parents never really gave me the "talk" like most young teens get. I kind of learned on my own and through my peers. Some of the statisics that were give I was amazed by. Like when I was in middle school I don't remember us wanting to score a "piece of ass". Of course there were probably a few that did. I don't know maybe it was just me. I wanted to wait till I found someone I love to have sex with that way it meant something other than a "piece of ass". I know my mother would always tell me when I was younger "you are to young to know what love is" and when I was in my late teens she would say "these are the best years of your life don't get tied down". I am sure she was probably right in her advise. I did get a girlfriend till I was almost 22. I remember my friends all having there significant other and going out while I was at home watching TV. I figured if we're "true friends" we are here for each other no matter what. I was a little ticked at first because they were busy with there boyfriend or girlfriend but I came to realized if they are happy then I am happy for them. I would never end a friendship because my they didn't spend time with me. I feel that is petty to be like. We have to except the fact that we are growing up and we will be moving on and we wont talk as much as we did when were younger. To lose a good friend is hard and take along time to get over. Being there for friends is very important in this time of change. They can help you through the tough stressful time that you feel are so unbearable and that are going to be the end of you. Lastly throughout this time of change set goals we want to accomplish throughout the rest of our life. I have set some goals I feel that I want to accomplish. Some of these goals we may never get to but they are set and something to thrive for. On that note I will leave you with the following quotes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"I can't do it" never yet accomplished anything; "I will try" has performed wonders. - George P. Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Your talent is God's gift to you. What you do with it is your gift back to God. - Leo Buscaglia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;JRH&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/10123792-110680903773669900?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110680903773669900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110680903773669900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110680903773669900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110680903773669900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/01/time-of-change-reflection.html' title='Time of change reflection'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110672337458438679</id><published>2005-01-26T02:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T02:10:23.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>I have to go get measured for a tux within the next few weeks. Yes, I am a groomsmen in a wedding. I am happy and excited about it. The last wedding I was in I think I may have been 9 or 10 and that was my cousins. I was the little ring bearer(yes I was little back then). I sat and thought about this one day. Many people I know are getting married. Tony, Evan, and Scott are engaged to name a few and there are more. I guess it is the sign that we are getting older and are growing up. It isn't like the late night Eat N' Park run and midnight WalMart trips my friends and I made when we were younger. Those were the day when we worried little about money because mommy and daddy still gave us money for helping around the house or we had grass cutting jobs that kept money in our pockets. I think about those days and smile. I guess it is the fear of not seeing your "true friends", but they are "true friends" and will be there forever. It is also the fear of meeting new friends and having to start all over again with building trust between each other and then not wanting to let them in all the way because you already have other friends who you don't want to exclude. I don't know maybe it is me. I am a traditionalist and am very reluctant to change. I believe "if it aint broke don't fix it." I also got the gift to gab. I inherited that from my father god bless his soul. I used to get on my dad about his stories he would tell. I would also get mad about it because he would just go on and on. I would get into arguments with him on some of the stuff he would say. I regret those arguments now after the fact. I miss him so much and there are a lot of things I still wanted to do with him or for him to be here for but I am sure he will be there watch. Enough with the sadness for now. Now I will leave you with a few quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;No one's death comes to pass without making some impression, and those close to the deceased inherit part of the liberated soul and become richer in their humanness. - Hermann Broch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Wisdom is the reward you get for a lifetime of listening when you'd have preferred to talk. - Doug Larson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Till next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;JRH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-110672337458438679?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110672337458438679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110672337458438679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110672337458438679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110672337458438679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/01/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110663370691449447</id><published>2005-01-25T01:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T01:17:17.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grief drives men to serious reflection, sharpens the understanding and softens the heart. - John Adams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Real difficulties can be overcome; it is only the imaginary ones that are unconquerable. - Theodore N. Vail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it has been a few day since my last post. I am trying to keep it updated as often as I can but sometimes I don't know what to say. Well I didn't go to work weekend. The roads were bad Saturday and I wasn't feeling well on Sunday. I was trying to setup a computer I am going to sell but it seems like my luck, something goes wrong. The floppy drive doesn't want to work. I am clueless as of now on what the problem is but I will get back to it one of these days. This job search is a pain in the neck. I wish I would have taken the advice on applying for jobs while I was still in school. Those who know me know I procrastinate and that's what I did here. Well that and I was planning on going back to school for nursing. Well that didn't go as planned with the death of my father the day after I finished college. Maybe this was for a reason?!?!? I know one thing, I want to get the hell out of OfficeMax. I like most of my fellow associates it's the few higher ups that make it miserable. I guess you will have that every where you go, but I am not going to take it there for the pay I receive. I have been applying to places online through &lt;a href="http://www.monster.com"&gt;Monster &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.pacareerlink.state.pa.us/homeframe.asp?nocache=1%2F25%2F2005+12%3A42%3A26+AM"&gt;PA CareerLink&lt;/a&gt;. Both are good sites to use. I am supposed to take the state civil service exam this coming Thursday. We'll see how that goes if I still go to it. I have an interview coming up in Feb. to be put onto the list for any district level scouting jobs. Enough about the job hunt. I visited with my other mom today. Well I had to pick up a CD that was dropped off there for me. I don't get out there at often anymore. With me being out of college I don't go up like I did when I had night classes. It was good to see mommy Rager and Bob and I can forget that blob of fur Baby. We sat and bs'ed and I got caught up with the newest news. Well Sam doesn't care to message me anymore to say hi or kiss my ass so maybe she will read this and decided I am kool enough to talk to or that she has been neglecting her big brother for the little boy that wears girls jeans she is in love with. Oh well I will probably catch hell for that line so I went all out on it. I miss my dog. When I pull into the driveway I am used to seeing him greet me or when I leave him jumping in circles barking. I never thought I would say this but I do miss the barking at nothing in the evenings and the middle of the night. I guess it is because I felt safer knowing he was out there and if someone was out there that should have been then we knew it. My mom hasn't decided what she wants to do yet about another dog. I have been searching for one but can not get it without everyone's consent. I miss my girlfriend. We did eat lunch together today and saw each other for about an hour there but I havent spent time with her since Friday. I love her to death although we get into argurments over small petty things that are not worth argueing over. I get pissy when something isn't my way. I need to control myself in that aspect. I am not the most pleasant person to be around all the time. I do my best to treat her like a princess and I feel 99.8 % of the time I do. Well I think I bored you tonight. I will try my darndest to keep this updated. I will leave you with this quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Time and thinking tame the strongest grief. - English proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-110663370691449447?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110663370691449447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110663370691449447' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110663370691449447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110663370691449447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/01/grief-drives-men-to-serious-reflection.html' title='Grief drives men to serious reflection, sharpens the understanding and softens the heart. - John Adams'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110637480942911556</id><published>2005-01-22T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T01:20:09.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Night out</title><content type='html'>Tonight was a decient night. we went out on a double date.  I took bill and amanda out to the movies with vicki and I. I think we all had a good time. Well I hope everyone did. Of course you know me I went off on a tangent and made an ass out of myself. Ohh well when dont I. I dont know, I think it is certain words that trigger me off. I think I am going to start putting quotes up in the entries. I have a word document ful of quotes I came across and liked so i saved them. Hope everyone enjoyed my links i posted earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-110637480942911556?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110637480942911556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110637480942911556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110637480942911556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110637480942911556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/01/night-out.html' title='Night out'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110633445589022176</id><published>2005-01-21T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T14:07:35.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Websites I would like to share.</title><content type='html'>This one is great if you need &lt;a href="http://www.2000greetings.com/gecko.swf"&gt;cheered up or a smile&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need a &lt;a href="http://www.rathergood.com/soluble/"&gt;laugh&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Warning: Very catchy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Site that will make you &lt;a href="http://www.rathergood.com/fishy/"&gt;laugh&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Warning: Very catchy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is good but contains &lt;a href="http://home.c2i.net/shit/flash/fuck-her-gently.swf"&gt;strong language and sexual content&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site is very &lt;a href="http://svt.se/hogafflahage/hogafflaHage_site/Kor/hestekor.html"&gt;amusing&lt;/a&gt; just click on the horses. I spent hours playing with this one evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site is probably my favorite. &lt;a href="http://www.illwillpress.com/vault.html"&gt;Foamy is the lord and master&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is &lt;a href="http://www.salpar.net/dildosong.html"&gt;classic&lt;/a&gt;. Funny as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Contains sexual content.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site is great. Has some &lt;a href="http://www.15times.com/phpengine/15times.php?catkeuze=1"&gt;funny stuff&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site has some great &lt;a href="http://www.tshirthell.com/whores_average.htm"&gt;t-shirt sayings &lt;/a&gt;and they are for sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well those were a few sites I thought I would share with you all. Hope you enjoy them as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-110633445589022176?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110633445589022176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110633445589022176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110633445589022176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110633445589022176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/01/websites-i-would-like-to-share.html' title='Websites I would like to share.'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110611723890730878</id><published>2005-01-19T01:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T22:33:59.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"A true friend is one who knows all about you and still likes you."</title><content type='html'>"A true friend thinks of you when all other friends are thinking of them-selves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"True friends stab you in the front." -Oscar Wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A true friend sees the first tear, catches the second, and stops the third.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to dedicate this blog entry to all of my true friends who have been there for me and touched my life. If I left someone out I am sorry and will add you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start with Tony. Tony and I have been through thick and thin like most friends do. He has been one of my very true friends that I could count to be there when I needed him most. I wish you the best of luck in your upcoming marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan and I were bitter together and tried to make everyone else feel the wrath of it. We had good times on the desk project that since then has been used as a work bench. I wish the best for his upcoming marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve is like my little brother. I look after him and keep him out of trouble. He has been there for me in my times of need and always checks up with me to assure that I am doing ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris, although we just started to really hang out we have know each other for years. You have been there when i needed advise and someone to talk to. You are in my true friend gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff we have had tons of fun times. We haven't been in contact as much as I would like but I will always be here for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy. He and I have had adventures together, from trips to nowhere to tearing down his trailer to moving and setting up the newer one. Those were some fun times. I know I have been there for him, but he has always been there when I needed him not matter what he had going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam is like a little sister. Although we argue I always watch after her. I am always there when ever she needs someone to talk or has a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy is a good guy and has been there when I need someone to listen to my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, my baby doll, Miss Victoria Ann. It is hard to believe that we have been together for a year and a half. It doesn't seem like that long ago. We have had some wonderful times and over came bad ones. I love you with all my heart. You are the one that I have dreamt of and want to be with. I look forward to the many good times we have to come in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, I leave you with these quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The best antique is an old friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The road to a friend's house is never long." - Danish proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-110611723890730878?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110611723890730878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110611723890730878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110611723890730878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110611723890730878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/01/true-friend-is-one-who-knows-all-about.html' title='&quot;A true friend is one who knows all about you and still likes you.&quot;'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110573995352024137</id><published>2005-01-14T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T16:59:13.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>Well I have been thinking of how I want to do this whole blog thing. I figured that the only people who will read it is my girlfriend and maybe a friend or two. I will develope some sort of style here eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-110573995352024137?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110573995352024137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110573995352024137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110573995352024137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110573995352024137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/01/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123792.post-110559419490354592</id><published>2005-01-13T00:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T00:29:54.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello All!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well I thought I would give this blog thing a try. I remember when I had the online journal I kept years and years ago. I figured if Tom kept up with this then it is worth a shot considering that Tommy your were pretty against computers at one point in time. Ohh well it is worth a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123792-110559419490354592?l=jhagyari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/feeds/110559419490354592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123792&amp;postID=110559419490354592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110559419490354592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123792/posts/default/110559419490354592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhagyari.blogspot.com/2005/01/hello-all.html' title='Hello All!!!!!'/><author><name>jhagyari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18321479311611105339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chronicgaming.com/hag/jashrek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
