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	<title>Mashada Blogs &#187; stranded in me</title>
	<subtitle>Mashada Blogs &#187; stranded in me</subtitle>      
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        <updated>2009-11-21T20:01:14-05:00</updated>
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		<id>http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/women-n-sex.html</id>
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		<title>stranded in me: Women n sex</title>
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		<updated>2009-08-26T11:50:00-04:00</updated>
		<published>2009-08-26T11:50:00-04:00</published>
		<content type="html"><![CDATA[	The moment a woman can separate sex and feelings then we will be able to have sex like men.<br /><br />I have not learnt how to yet. The other day the body got needy and the cause of the heartache was there, ready and willing to service the need. The moment the orgasm was reached then the moment of truth came. The feelings are too deep for me to have casual sex with this person and only after my orgasm did i feel all empty inside. How was i to know that such a feeling existed when previously an orgasm with him left feeling all warm and loved? Now i know better. I should have but at point i just wanted him in me deeper, faster!<a href="http://technorati.com/faves?sub=addfavbtn&amp;add=http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com"><img src="http://static.technorati.com/pix/fave/btn-fave2.png" alt="Add to Technorati Favorites" /></a><img alt="" src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37410087-5111212281322142061?l=stranded-in-me.blogspot.com' /> ]]></content>
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		<id>http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-run.html</id>
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		<title>stranded in me: Don't run..</title>
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		<updated>2009-08-24T14:15:00-04:00</updated>
		<published>2009-08-24T14:15:00-04:00</published>
		<content type="html"><![CDATA[	So it's not wise to run away from the pain...don't I know that but that's all I want to do....run.... if I didn't have projects I'm working on I'd move to another country and start afresh. <br /><br />A place where there are no memories. Is there a place far enough since the memories I carry are in my heart. Since it's broken why don<br />t the memories fall out and disapear? <br /><br />Auuuuuuwwwwwiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii it hurts man!! Especially at nigt when everything else has calmed down, no crisis at work or avoiding rowdy matatus, just me and my heartache, pain like no other it's not physical yet it encompasses every bit of me.<a href="http://technorati.com/faves?sub=addfavbtn&amp;add=http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com"><img src="http://static.technorati.com/pix/fave/btn-fave2.png" alt="Add to Technorati Favorites" /></a><img alt="" src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37410087-1523417984243557323?l=stranded-in-me.blogspot.com' /> ]]></content>
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		<id>http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/today.html</id>
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		<title>stranded in me: Today...</title>
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		<updated>2009-08-21T06:20:00-04:00</updated>
		<published>2009-08-21T06:20:00-04:00</published>
		<content type="html"><![CDATA[	You'd think I'd be feeling better by now! To be honest I'm fed up with this constant feeling of doom, like my heart is in mourning. It doesn't let up for even a minute. Its tedious! I hate it!!! I am done from now on I'm letting go...I will allow myself a break from the hurt. <br /><br />So what if I was truly, madly, deeply in Love with him. So what if I believed in us and thought he was the one...and actually thought this one would have a happy ever after ending...naivete...stupidity or blind love I wonder. It truly is a shame....<br /><br />Now pray I ask how do I take a break from hurting?? In the mean time I'll have a glass of wine....<a href="http://technorati.com/faves?sub=addfavbtn&amp;add=http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com"><img src="http://static.technorati.com/pix/fave/btn-fave2.png" alt="Add to Technorati Favorites" /></a><img alt="" src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37410087-1446693415514425823?l=stranded-in-me.blogspot.com' /> ]]></content>
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		<id>http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/blueeven-had-blue-cheese-to-commemorate.html</id>
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		<title>stranded in me: Blue..even had blue cheese to commemorate!</title>
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		<updated>2009-08-19T08:45:00-04:00</updated>
		<published>2009-08-19T08:45:00-04:00</published>
		<content type="html"><![CDATA[	Today is bad, I haven’t had some down time from my heartache I’ve felt it all day, if I wasn’t sitting in a public place I’d be wailing right now. The worst thing is the other party looks like he’s having the time of his place he’s now free of this thing or whatever he called the relationship.<br /><br />You see as much as he says it’s the fact that he doesn’t want a baby I’m suspicious of a relationship he developed with a certain woman. You see I know why she’d attract him she’s about 40 her chances of giving are as close as mine are of meeting Taye Diggs and siring a heavenly child with him, not impossible just slim. Taye Digggs….hmmm nyummy, the thought of him in me, my hand on his naked butt…..slight cheer!<br /><br />Well, didn’t work today but I have loads of work to do but because the thought of life is making me sick then I don’t care about it!  So somehow I have to find a place in me that’s untouched by the mess and then maybe I’ll find a smile.<a href="http://technorati.com/faves?sub=addfavbtn&amp;add=http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com"><img src="http://static.technorati.com/pix/fave/btn-fave2.png" alt="Add to Technorati Favorites" /></a><img alt="" src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37410087-3723610101590180223?l=stranded-in-me.blogspot.com' /> ]]></content>
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		<id>http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/why.html</id>
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		<title>stranded in me: Why?</title>
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		<updated>2009-08-17T23:54:00-04:00</updated>
		<published>2009-08-17T23:54:00-04:00</published>
		<content type="html"><![CDATA[	Why is it when a heart is broken the whole body is broken? If the mind is more powerful why cant I persuade my heart to heal why does it feel like someone died?  Will I ever be happy again?<a href="http://technorati.com/faves?sub=addfavbtn&amp;add=http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com"><img src="http://static.technorati.com/pix/fave/btn-fave2.png" alt="Add to Technorati Favorites" /></a><img alt="" src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37410087-5935040509116478448?l=stranded-in-me.blogspot.com' /> ]]></content>
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		<id>http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/pain.html</id>
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		<title>stranded in me: Pain</title>
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		<updated>2009-08-17T14:35:00-04:00</updated>
		<published>2009-08-17T14:35:00-04:00</published>
		<content type="html"><![CDATA[	we may not remember the first we felt it but for sure we adapt to it. For instance when i got an injection in my eye to numb it so they could stitch i thought that was surely the worst pain ever.. Until it happened and now i know pain because im living it. The constant ache in me the one u feel when u cant have the one thing u want most. It hurts so bad!<a href="http://technorati.com/faves?sub=addfavbtn&amp;add=http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com"><img src="http://static.technorati.com/pix/fave/btn-fave2.png" alt="Add to Technorati Favorites" /></a><img alt="" src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37410087-5881469393903252501?l=stranded-in-me.blogspot.com' /> ]]></content>
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		<id>http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/state-of-mind-unknown.html</id>
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		<title>stranded in me: State of mind; unknown!</title>
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		<updated>2009-08-06T11:33:00-04:00</updated>
		<published>2009-08-06T11:33:00-04:00</published>
		<content type="html"><![CDATA[	Been attempting soul searching... Its not easy its akin to opening a pandoras box coz i found stuff in there that shud have remained locked up! Its strange how when you look within for answers and get the 'wrong' ones you want to back and search 4 new ones unlike google the results are the same. In my case earth shuttering heart breaking torturously painful think Gitmo!<a href="http://technorati.com/faves?sub=addfavbtn&amp;add=http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com"><img src="http://static.technorati.com/pix/fave/btn-fave2.png" alt="Add to Technorati Favorites" /></a><img alt="" src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37410087-8750192652186560450?l=stranded-in-me.blogspot.com' /> ]]></content>
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		<id>http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/adult-life.html</id>
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		<title>stranded in me: Adult life</title>
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		<updated>2009-08-02T08:28:00-04:00</updated>
		<published>2009-08-02T08:28:00-04:00</published>
		<content type="html"><![CDATA[	One of the reasons i wanted 2 grow up was so that i can make my own decisions. <br />Today or in the near future i must make a decision, a very hard decision.. I must decide whether to pull the plug or not.<br /> <br />You see i must decide to keep a part of me I love or lose it for a me i may love. Wat to do?<br /><br />Prince charming does not want bundles of joy but I do. I must decide if 2 leave him and find me a new one or to compromise. Bearing in mind I have a fibroid, so time is of the essence. Lord help me. Its to date the hardest decision i've ever had to make. If you see me be gentle i'm fighting a difficult battle and hurting tremendously in the process.<a href="http://technorati.com/faves?sub=addfavbtn&amp;add=http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com"><img src="http://static.technorati.com/pix/fave/btn-fave2.png" alt="Add to Technorati Favorites" /></a><img alt="" src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37410087-9127554663337639622?l=stranded-in-me.blogspot.com' /> ]]></content>
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		<id>http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/dis-n-dat.html</id>
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		<title>stranded in me: Dis n' Dat</title>
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		<updated>2009-03-25T03:05:00-04:00</updated>
		<published>2009-03-25T03:05:00-04:00</published>
		<content type="html"><![CDATA[	I've been super busy, shooting and all. Now I;m back with a promise to make more time for myself and the stuff that makes me happy. Although as an artist we spend too much time discovering ourselves and know ourselves a little better for that.<br /><br />This year we shall watch the first season of my creation 'CHANGES'. Hopefully before the year ends we shall be commissioned for the second season. My plan is to get atleast one more show on  air (breathe in.....breathe out)- freaking out coz i'm officially out of work!!<br /><br />Taken a holiday in my house for a week where I'll do very little work for this week. Next week I start copywritting and selling.<br />Wish me luck.<br /><br />also in  my to do list is a January 2010 baby, I guess I have time to sell the idea to my man I want him to father the child(s).<br /><br />Happy 2009!! We'll  chat later<a href="http://technorati.com/faves?sub=addfavbtn&amp;add=http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com"><img src="http://static.technorati.com/pix/fave/btn-fave2.png" alt="Add to Technorati Favorites" /></a><img alt="" src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37410087-8660082032313829050?l=stranded-in-me.blogspot.com' /> ]]></content>
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		<id>http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-beginnings.html</id>
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		<title>stranded in me: new beginnings</title>
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		<updated>2008-12-28T11:46:00-05:00</updated>
		<published>2008-12-28T11:46:00-05:00</published>
		<content type="html"><![CDATA[	this year has brought with it alot of stuff. A lot of new beginings. For instance i learnt that there's more to a relationship than love. Love is the foundation but after that u need more. Compromise is a long word that takes even more to achieve and believe i have not as yet achieved the balance between compromise and door mat but now i know there is a difference in the two. The year has brought immense pleasure and equal torture. I'm aware of my needs in a romantic relationship and biz relationship.  I have also learnt that there is more to situations than meets the eye. I've learnt not to literally judge by perception but dig a little deeper. All in all i've learnt alot in terms of life career etc. For instance in love don't sweat the nothing stuff. In biz read the dotted line and talk out everything before hand gentleman agreement only works in a gentlemans club. Do not leave anything to chance or else. I have learnt to take pleasure in the small things like sunshine, flowers, rocks etc. I've also learnt the meaning of love and that u can loose all that u think is important but family and loved ones remain true. Cheers 2008! Welcome 2009!<a href="http://technorati.com/faves?sub=addfavbtn&amp;add=http://stranded-in-me.blogspot.com"><img src="http://static.technorati.com/pix/fave/btn-fave2.png" alt="Add to Technorati Favorites" /></a><img alt="" src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37410087-6364310370768194749?l=stranded-in-me.blogspot.com' /> ]]></content>
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