<?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-3161701739955708239</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:15:22.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoda's  Impulse</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omoria.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161701739955708239/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omoria.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Master Yoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09852931145389762218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IUsvg1T1rto/SQZ6qRfOZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HX2C2qUdEgE/S220/My+Mentor.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161701739955708239.post-4480097323739464363</id><published>2008-11-07T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T19:33:19.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me &amp; My Music Too.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like every other teenager...i LOVE my music!..azin i just can't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;live without it,&amp;amp; i'm not jus sayin that.Whether i'm on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;move,in a car,@ home even church sef...lol..i gusta have some Mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-zik! My laptop's like a juke box,immediately it starts up,my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;itunes program opens &amp;amp; WALA!!..im jammin some good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;music.You know,everyone finks they're music library's the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best,esp. that #$%@! (u know urself)...but that's only soo cuz they havnt seen mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet.I swear i shud be working in a radio station mehn....when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pple look tru ma lib.,it's like "wow this guy u have this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;song??!!"..or "hey!!...have been looking for this song o!!"...or " this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guy abeg borrow me ur lappy"...lol...&amp;amp; i don't just limewire ma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mu-zik...i got original copies of ma fav. artist (not all sha...like 5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or somthin') nwizzz back to the main topic,we all need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;music....`Without music, what do we do? I wake up with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;music… For me, music is my source of energy. It's like food, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's good food.Music moves me, feeds me, sustains me,it's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when the music plays I stop being myself and surrender to its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rhythm (rock,pop,hiphop,rap,NAIJA),no be say i go dey dance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyhow oh!,the dancing is restricted to the clubs!...lol.But all of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u that claim music music music,what d hek do u KNOW bout &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;music??..huh??...do u know how hip-hop originated?....all u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know is a lil bit of kanye,50 or Jigga's history..then you'll be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;claiming fans..**hiss**,as long as im concerned Hip-Hop is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buried,dead,deterioted,,XTINCT.I don't get to hear real music &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anymore,from R &amp;amp; B to Rap,its all long gone.Everyone's either &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;singing wiv the vorcoder/autotune bout rims,being a "real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nigger",popping bottles,guns bla bla bla or sex,sex &amp;amp; more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SEX!..haba,dey no dey tire..same old lines same old hooks..its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hard to find good mu-zik nowadays but trust me now,i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;must!...nwizzz lemme not even start wiv the fake mu-zik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lovers/artist i'll leave that for another day.Nowadayz its naija &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all the way mehn..azin i find myself listenin to more naija songs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;than ever before,i neva used to buy naija cd's till 2baba showed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;up (Tuface),its a sign a lot's changing,even if we still have idiots &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; talentless humans in the biz..its still all good.You know now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that parents are allowing their kids to do what they rily want...i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think i shud start rapping...azin if i can jus sell like 1 million &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;copies,im RICH...after all i have to do is have a hot hook wiv a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lot of jibberish like "tongolo"..or "pasa pasa'' or "bjhsahfjbdshgjsvu" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inside it....nwizzz im in a serious relationship wiv music &amp;amp; thats &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all that matters,could actualli go on forever with this but i gotta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;end it sometime right.xxxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161701739955708239-4480097323739464363?l=omoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omoria.blogspot.com/feeds/4480097323739464363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161701739955708239&amp;postID=4480097323739464363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161701739955708239/posts/default/4480097323739464363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161701739955708239/posts/default/4480097323739464363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omoria.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-my-music-too.html' title='Me &amp; My Music Too.....'/><author><name>Master Yoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09852931145389762218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IUsvg1T1rto/SQZ6qRfOZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HX2C2qUdEgE/S220/My+Mentor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161701739955708239.post-7195946579408622871</id><published>2008-10-27T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:23:33.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Weak Guy"....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So who is the weak guy?,u want to know abi....well,lemme put it this way...he's the guy who's mumu button is pressed a hundred more times than a Game freak doing Ryu's Super Combo &amp;amp; Liu Kang's Brutality move together!...he's the guy that listens to "One girl to love" (Bobby V.=The weakest of em all) &amp;amp; "no air" &amp;amp; all o' dem things dem with so much zest...he's the guy who'll free booze or Pro Evolution Soccer to attend to his "madams" calling,he's also the guy who ultimately falls in soooo much love that it consumes his entire body,soul,spirit (chakra/reiatsu)...in short HIS ENTIRE LIFE!!...its rily sad mehn,..wat happened to all the strong men of those days?!,like Tupac,Malcolm X,etc...ehnn...abeg wat happened?..i guess the Global Green House Effect's not just affecting the weather these days.The "FORCE" is weak with these ones,(picture its "Master Yoda" from star wars sayin that part..lol.)....azin i hate weak niggers mehn,i prefer homosexuals to this inferior breed of the male homosapien specie.I feel (know) their existence is just messing up the whole cycle of life,after all its ADAM &amp;amp; then Eve,not EVE &amp;amp; then Adam.I was in traffic the other day,when the babe in my front RAMMED into the brand new Nissan Infiniti 2008 model SUV in front of her,&amp;amp; all the fool that came outta his car could say was "Oh" with a big stupid grin on his face,then let the babe go...imagine!!...after dey don break ehn lights finish,&amp;amp; thats when i knew that this guy is an example of a confirm C.W.A...aka Certified Weak Guy,**sigh**...sometimes Naija men no dey try.....From the research i conducted with my fellow reseachers (Master Yoda,Al Pacino &amp;amp; Jay-z) we found out that this weak trait resides in the D.N.A.,i.e. its transmitted through genes from father/mother to son.It's a disease with damaging results &amp;amp; serious side effects,where most victims never recover.Only those with great strength &amp;amp; determination can overcome this sickness.Well,all i have to say my strong homies out there is......keep  on fighting &amp;amp; "MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU!!!!!'..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/ROYAL/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/moose/star-wars-episode-3-6800.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chris Brown is Weak guy too,forgot to mention that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll Be BACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161701739955708239-7195946579408622871?l=omoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omoria.blogspot.com/feeds/7195946579408622871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161701739955708239&amp;postID=7195946579408622871' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161701739955708239/posts/default/7195946579408622871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161701739955708239/posts/default/7195946579408622871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omoria.blogspot.com/2008/10/weak-guy.html' title='The &quot;Weak Guy&quot;....'/><author><name>Master Yoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09852931145389762218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IUsvg1T1rto/SQZ6qRfOZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HX2C2qUdEgE/S220/My+Mentor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161701739955708239.post-9195993312383337086</id><published>2008-10-24T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:00:37.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi Blog Muy Propio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sooo i finally decided to get "my very own blog" (just translated the title for the non-espanol literates),even though i really dont have anything to write...but i guess this blog is my own way of escaping the troubles,problems &amp;amp; issues i 've to confront in reality.Its 7.30 am on a Saturday,&amp;amp; im lying down on my bed "blogging" (that sounds cool!!..lol),my lil' sis walks into my room &amp;amp; thinks im doing some important ish,not knowing im goofing around here trynna say something sensible/important.I always wanted my very own blog,but felt it'll jus be a long ting,till i got to see my fav. bum's blog :) &amp;amp; i was like..this shits eZ jo!,but now that im here im lost in thoughts.Maybe its bcuz of the fact that i neva had a diary (botty parade...lol) &amp;amp; this is more or less an online diary or bcuz its my first post or bcuz its the very 1st journal im writing for the world to see but wateva the case may be,i'll prob. get over it sooner or later.You know,it feels good knowing u have a blog,it makes me feel like im rily part of the Facebooking,Play Station 3 playing,Vocoder using,Ipod listening generation!,...nwizzz dnt have anyting to add to the space below me....all i care iz that i got Mi Blog Muy Propio......xxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U dig???!!!..lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3161701739955708239-9195993312383337086?l=omoria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omoria.blogspot.com/feeds/9195993312383337086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3161701739955708239&amp;postID=9195993312383337086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161701739955708239/posts/default/9195993312383337086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3161701739955708239/posts/default/9195993312383337086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omoria.blogspot.com/2008/10/mi-blog-muy-propio.html' title='Mi Blog Muy Propio'/><author><name>Master Yoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09852931145389762218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IUsvg1T1rto/SQZ6qRfOZRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HX2C2qUdEgE/S220/My+Mentor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
