<?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-25653256</id><updated>2011-12-11T16:31:29.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'>... wait for the unexpected...</title><subtitle type='html'>about me... hm... no task can ever be more difficult than describing myself... i guess i should just say that people call me the queen of sarcasm... so if i ever go too far... don't take it personally... could i ever go too far?!?! ;-)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451521388627792626</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/_pxepgK0FFkY/Sk3PYGWAcbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-OG8VKIfvjI/S220/mojito'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-6130954328098798524</id><published>2011-10-20T21:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:34:35.936+02:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody has ever said this better...</title><content type='html'>A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?" "Because I'm a woman," she told him.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will."&lt;br /&gt;Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?"&lt;br /&gt;"All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say.&lt;br /&gt;The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.&lt;br /&gt;Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?"&lt;br /&gt;God said, "When I made the woman she had to be special.&lt;br /&gt;I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort.&lt;br /&gt;I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.&lt;br /&gt;I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly.&lt;br /&gt;I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.&lt;br /&gt;I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed."&lt;br /&gt;"You see my son," said God, "the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-6130954328098798524?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/6130954328098798524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=6130954328098798524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/6130954328098798524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/6130954328098798524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2011/10/nobody-has-ever-said-this-better.html' title='nobody has ever said this better...'/><author><name>ems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451521388627792626</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/_pxepgK0FFkY/Sk3PYGWAcbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-OG8VKIfvjI/S220/mojito'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-6659133823147679841</id><published>2011-04-03T12:36:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T12:48:00.965+02:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart will trust</title><content type='html'>i've had a nice chat with one of y ship's friends... it's been nice to talk to someone who really understands what you are talking about...&lt;br /&gt;and then i ran into this song... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i'll walk closer now on the higher way&lt;br /&gt;through the darkest night will You hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;Jesus guide my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o You mourn with me and You dance with me&lt;br /&gt;for my heart of hearts is bound to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though I walk through valleys low&lt;br /&gt;i'll fear no evil&lt;br /&gt;by the waters still my soul,&lt;br /&gt;my heart will trust in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o You counsel me and You comfort me&lt;br /&gt;when I cannot see,&lt;br /&gt;You light my path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart will trust in You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;encouraging... just what i needed... &lt;br /&gt;starting the day with a smile on my face is a nice feeling :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-6659133823147679841?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/6659133823147679841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=6659133823147679841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/6659133823147679841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/6659133823147679841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-heart-will-trust.html' title='my heart will trust'/><author><name>ems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451521388627792626</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/_pxepgK0FFkY/Sk3PYGWAcbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-OG8VKIfvjI/S220/mojito'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-7913707288079104652</id><published>2011-02-13T10:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T11:13:48.625+01:00</updated><title type='text'>God-incidences</title><content type='html'>:) i learnt this word from someone on the ship... can't remember who, but i am sure it was on the ship... &lt;br /&gt;here is my God-incidence for the day... &lt;br /&gt;this morning i was late for church... so i decided to have my own little service, at home... some worship music and an online sermon (which i still have to choose)... &lt;br /&gt;how about chris tomlin? i thought to myself... i know almost all his songs and i like to sing along when i listen to music... &lt;br /&gt;track 2 is "holy is the Lord"... i remember i heard this song for the first time at pre-ship, in that freezing hotel in kotor... during a spontaneous worship night daniel uhm asks "do you guys know holy is the lord?" and then he starts singing... wow.. that guy has a voice, i thought... and what a song!!!&lt;br /&gt;the god-incidence is that i was reminded of this today, feb 13... 7 years ago tomorrow the kotor pre-ship boarded the ship for the first time to help cleaning after dry dock... i was assigned to the section 6 bathrooms... and seeing the cabins i remember thinking "oh god, please not here"... and there it is, my name on one of the section six doors... God has a great sense of humor, doesn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while i am at it.. here is what made me almost cry... &lt;br /&gt;i love these moments on my own... and i love to share them with the people i love... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indescribable, uncontainable,&lt;br /&gt;You placed the stars in the sky and You know them by name&lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God&lt;br /&gt;All powerful, untameable,&lt;br /&gt;Awestruck we fall to our knees as we humbly proclaim&lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Incomparable, unchangeable&lt;br /&gt;You see the depths of my heart and You love me the same&lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great is Your love and justice God&lt;br /&gt;You use the weak to lead the strong&lt;br /&gt;You lead us in the song of Your salvation&lt;br /&gt;And all Your people sing along&lt;br /&gt;So remember Your people&lt;br /&gt;Remember Your children&lt;br /&gt;Remember Your promise&lt;br /&gt;Oh God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God,&lt;br /&gt;And all will see&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Father, Spirit, Son&lt;br /&gt;the Lion and the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;My heart will sing &lt;br /&gt;How great is our God&lt;br /&gt;Name above all names&lt;br /&gt;You are worthy of all praise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift up your gaze&lt;br /&gt;Be lifted up&lt;br /&gt;Tell everyone&lt;br /&gt;How great the love&lt;br /&gt;The love come down&lt;br /&gt;From heaven's gate&lt;br /&gt;To kiss the earth&lt;br /&gt;With hope and grace&lt;br /&gt;Sing&lt;br /&gt;Who is this King of Glory?&lt;br /&gt;The Lord, strong and mighty&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;There is one God&lt;br /&gt;He is Holy&lt;br /&gt;There is one Lord&lt;br /&gt;Over everything&lt;br /&gt;There is one King&lt;br /&gt;He is Jesus&lt;br /&gt;King of glory&lt;br /&gt;Strong and mighty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-7913707288079104652?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/7913707288079104652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=7913707288079104652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/7913707288079104652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/7913707288079104652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2011/02/god-incidences.html' title='God-incidences'/><author><name>ems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451521388627792626</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/_pxepgK0FFkY/Sk3PYGWAcbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-OG8VKIfvjI/S220/mojito'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-1136005467664896530</id><published>2011-01-31T22:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T22:57:54.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'>wake up call</title><content type='html'>this morning i had a very nice wake up call... my dad...&lt;br /&gt;and he did want anything... he just wanted to say hello and to ask how i was... &lt;br /&gt;the small big pleasures of life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-1136005467664896530?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/1136005467664896530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=1136005467664896530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/1136005467664896530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/1136005467664896530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2011/01/wake-up-call.html' title='wake up call'/><author><name>ems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451521388627792626</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/_pxepgK0FFkY/Sk3PYGWAcbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-OG8VKIfvjI/S220/mojito'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-8596307007737932827</id><published>2011-01-30T15:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T19:52:41.481+01:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>... this morning i went to a new church in the area i had never been to before... it was a bit of a strange service since a lady from the church died this morning and the church did not want to act as if nothing had happend...&lt;br /&gt;at some point a lady stands up and reads hebrew 12:1-2... memories come back, wild... &lt;br /&gt;sri lanka, port orientation, over christmas, can't remember which year... seelan had read those same verses... and every once in a while i still think about them, in that context... a great cloud of witnesses... in the midst of 350 people from 50 different countries... that's indeed a great cloud... and a special cloud... i couldn't help it... tears came to my eyes... the lady next to me must have wondered why i was crying, since i don't know the lady who passed away... but she doesn't know me... she doesn't know what this passage means to me... &lt;br /&gt;so i came home, i decided to email seelan about it... and i read carlien's blog... guess what... i read that the ship was sailing over new years, through the suez canal first and then into the read sea... and where was i on new years? on the sinai peninsula... no wonder ship's memories became so alive again those days... &lt;br /&gt;seeing jordan from israel knowing that the last time i was there i was on the other side, looking at israel from jordan... the people i was with, the jokes we cracked on the decks, the shawarmas we ate... the blessings we received... the fellowship we shared...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-8596307007737932827?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/8596307007737932827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=8596307007737932827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/8596307007737932827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/8596307007737932827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2011/01/memories.html' title='memories'/><author><name>ems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451521388627792626</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/_pxepgK0FFkY/Sk3PYGWAcbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-OG8VKIfvjI/S220/mojito'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-8302971417678467780</id><published>2010-07-03T09:36:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T09:39:10.814+02:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting...</title><content type='html'>i am sitting at school, waiting for 2 students who had a lesson with me at 9 this morning, but decided not to show up, with no notice... &lt;br /&gt;i don't mind so much when people don't show up, but i do mind when it happens 2 days in a row, at 9 in the morning... &lt;br /&gt;i could have slept an extra hour... &lt;br /&gt;anyone wants to drop by and have a coffee?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-8302971417678467780?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/8302971417678467780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=8302971417678467780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/8302971417678467780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/8302971417678467780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2010/07/waiting.html' title='waiting...'/><author><name>ems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451521388627792626</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/_pxepgK0FFkY/Sk3PYGWAcbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-OG8VKIfvjI/S220/mojito'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-3294416627458080289</id><published>2010-06-26T17:19:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T17:26:25.930+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"long long time ago...</title><content type='html'>... i can still remember", said an old song by Madonna... well, long long time ago i decided to start a blog... only to forget about it when facebook arrived...&lt;br /&gt;i like the idea of keeping a journal online, but i miss the constancy to do it... i post every other year, or so...&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime i became an english teacher and i moved to monza... it happened about 6 months ago, but i am still settling in... why is it so hard to make new friends, find a suitable church, have a social life??? &lt;br /&gt;well, i am back online now... i'll try to update you about my adventures in monza... &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-3294416627458080289?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/3294416627458080289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=3294416627458080289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/3294416627458080289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/3294416627458080289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2010/06/long-long-time-ago.html' title='&quot;long long time ago...'/><author><name>ems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451521388627792626</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/_pxepgK0FFkY/Sk3PYGWAcbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-OG8VKIfvjI/S220/mojito'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-2824766048395272588</id><published>2009-07-03T09:40:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:50:03.845+02:00</updated><title type='text'>bring the rain</title><content type='html'>I can count a million times&lt;br /&gt;People asking me how I&lt;br /&gt;Can praise You with all that I've gone through&lt;br /&gt;The question just amazes me&lt;br /&gt;Can circumstances possibly&lt;br /&gt;Change who I forever am in You&lt;br /&gt;Maybe since my life was changed&lt;br /&gt;Long before these rainy days&lt;br /&gt;It's never really ever crossed my mind&lt;br /&gt;To turn my back on you, oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;My only shelter from the storm&lt;br /&gt;But instead I draw closer through these times&lt;br /&gt;So I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me joy, bring me peace&lt;br /&gt;Bring the chance to be free&lt;br /&gt;Bring me anything that brings You glory&lt;br /&gt;And I know there'll be days&lt;br /&gt;When this life brings me pain&lt;br /&gt;But if that's what it takes to praise You&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, bring the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours regardless of&lt;br /&gt;The dark clouds that may loom above&lt;br /&gt;Because You are much greater than my pain&lt;br /&gt;You who made a way for me&lt;br /&gt;By suffering Your destiny&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what's a little rain&lt;br /&gt;So I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy, holy, holy&lt;br /&gt;Is the Lord God Almighty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho acceso l'ipod stamattina... erano giorni che non lo facevo... c'era questa canzone... non credo di averla mai sentita prima di stamattina... no, non lo so che cosa ci facesse sul mio ipod una canzone che non conosco... ma c'era... e ho sorriso... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammi gioia, dammi pace&lt;br /&gt;dammi l'opportunità di essere libero&lt;br /&gt;dammi tutto ciò che ti da gloria&lt;br /&gt;so che ci saranno giorni &lt;br /&gt;in cui la vita porterà dolore&lt;br /&gt;ma se è quello che serve per lodare te&lt;br /&gt;Gesù allora manda la pioggia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in italiano non rende per niente...  &lt;br /&gt;cmq stamattina, ascoltandola, ho sorriso... &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-2824766048395272588?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/2824766048395272588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=2824766048395272588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/2824766048395272588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/2824766048395272588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2009/07/bring-rain.html' title='bring the rain'/><author><name>ems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451521388627792626</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/_pxepgK0FFkY/Sk3PYGWAcbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-OG8VKIfvjI/S220/mojito'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-4892114619096997877</id><published>2009-06-16T13:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T13:00:52.862+02:00</updated><title type='text'>... amore bello...</title><content type='html'>cosi' vai via non scherzare no&lt;br /&gt;domani via per favore no&lt;br /&gt;devo convincermi pero' che non e' nulla&lt;br /&gt;ma le mie mani tremano&lt;br /&gt;in qualche modo io dovro' restare a galla&lt;br /&gt;e cosi' te ne vai cosa mi e' preso adesso&lt;br /&gt;forse mi scriverai ma si,e' lo stesso&lt;br /&gt;cosi' vai via l'ho capito sai&lt;br /&gt;che vuoi che sia se tu devi vai&lt;br /&gt;mi sembra gia' che non potro' piu' farne a meno&lt;br /&gt;mentre i minuti passano&lt;br /&gt;forse domani correro' dietro il tuo treno tu non scordarmi mai&lt;br /&gt;com' e' banale adesso&lt;br /&gt;balliamo ancora dai ma si e'lo stesso&lt;br /&gt;amore bello come il cielo&lt;br /&gt;bello come il giorno&lt;br /&gt;bello come il mare&lt;br /&gt;amore ma non lo so dire&lt;br /&gt;amore bello come un bacio&lt;br /&gt;bello come il buio&lt;br /&gt;bello come Dio&lt;br /&gt;amore mio non te ne andare&lt;br /&gt;perche'e' cosi'&lt;br /&gt;no non e' giusto se e' cosi'&lt;br /&gt;se te ne vai&lt;br /&gt;se te ne vai&lt;br /&gt;perche' e' cosi'&lt;br /&gt;perche' finisce tutto qui&lt;br /&gt;fra poco andrai&lt;br /&gt;un lento l'ultimo oramai&lt;br /&gt;e fare finta che ne so d'essere matto&lt;br /&gt;piangere urlare dire no&lt;br /&gt;non serve a niente gia' lo so e'finito tutto&lt;br /&gt;e se tu caso mai ma non mi senti adesso&lt;br /&gt;balliamo ancora dai ma si e'lo stesso&lt;br /&gt;amore bello come il cielo&lt;br /&gt;bello come il giorno&lt;br /&gt;bello come il mare&lt;br /&gt;amore ma non lo so dire&lt;br /&gt;amore bello come un bacio&lt;br /&gt;bello come il buio&lt;br /&gt;bello come Dio&lt;br /&gt;amore mio non te ne andare&lt;br /&gt;vai via cosi' no non e'giusto se e' cosi'&lt;br /&gt;sei bella sai sei bella sai&lt;br /&gt;vai via cosi' finisce allora tutto qui&lt;br /&gt;fra poco andrai un lento l'ultimo oramai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-4892114619096997877?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/4892114619096997877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=4892114619096997877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/4892114619096997877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/4892114619096997877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2009/06/amore-bello.html' title='... amore bello...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-7658879140349649145</id><published>2009-05-12T16:48:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T15:51:04.073+02:00</updated><title type='text'>quant'è vera sta canzone... vero?</title><content type='html'>It gets harder every day, &lt;br /&gt;but I can’t seem to shake the pain&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to find the words to say… please stay, &lt;br /&gt;it’s written all over my face, &lt;br /&gt;I can’t function the same when you’re not here&lt;br /&gt;I’m calling your name and no one’s there&lt;br /&gt;and I hope one day you’ll see nobody has it easy,&lt;br /&gt;I still can’t believe you found somebody new&lt;br /&gt;but I wish you the best, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;‘cause everybody knows, that nobody really knows&lt;br /&gt;how to make it work, or how to ease the hurt&lt;br /&gt;we’ve heard it all before, that everybody knows&lt;br /&gt;how to make it right, I wish we gave it one more try&lt;br /&gt;one more try&lt;br /&gt;one more try&lt;br /&gt;‘cause everybody knows, but nobody really knows&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I don’t care what the people say&lt;br /&gt;they brought it all in anyway&lt;br /&gt;baby don’t fill up your head with he said, she said&lt;br /&gt;it seems like you just don’t know&lt;br /&gt;the radio’s on, you tuning me out,&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to speak, you’re turning me down&lt;br /&gt;and I hope one day you’ll see nobody has it easy,&lt;br /&gt;I still can’t believe you found somebody knew&lt;br /&gt;but I wish you the best, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;‘cause everybody knows, that nobody really knows&lt;br /&gt;how to make it work, or how to ease the hurt&lt;br /&gt;we’ve heard it all before, that everybody knows&lt;br /&gt;how to make it right, I wish we gave it one more try&lt;br /&gt;one more try&lt;br /&gt;one more try&lt;br /&gt;one more try&lt;br /&gt;‘cause everybody knows, but nobody really knows&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh I wish you’d understand&lt;br /&gt;oh, just an ordinary man&lt;br /&gt;listen we’d have known&lt;br /&gt;everybody knows, but nobody really knows&lt;br /&gt;and I know one day you’ll see, nobody has it easy&lt;br /&gt;I still can’t believe you found somebody knew&lt;br /&gt;I wish you the best, I guess.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;‘cause everybody knows, that nobody really knows&lt;br /&gt;how to make it work, or how to ease the hurt&lt;br /&gt;we’ve heard it all before, that everybody knows&lt;br /&gt;how to make it right, I wish we gave it one more try&lt;br /&gt;one more try&lt;br /&gt;one more try&lt;br /&gt;one more try&lt;br /&gt;‘cause everybody knows, but nobody really knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody knows - john legend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-7658879140349649145?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/7658879140349649145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=7658879140349649145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/7658879140349649145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/7658879140349649145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2009/05/quante-vera-sta-cazone-vero_12.html' title='quant&apos;è vera sta canzone... vero?'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-1151158860246731126</id><published>2009-04-15T12:05:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T12:23:25.719+02:00</updated><title type='text'>la felicità non è avere quello che si desidera, ma desiderare quello che si ha</title><content type='html'>chi l'avrebbe detto che oscar wilde era anche un saggio... &lt;div&gt;felicità, desideri, cose possedute... in questi giorni è stato un casino distinguere le 3 cose... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cmq ha ragione lui... la chiave è desiderare quello che si ha... non viceversa... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;di cose ne abbiamo tante, tutti... ma come mai, a prescindere da quanto abbiamo, vogliamo sempre di più? ma come mai vogliamo sempre altro? o altri? ouch... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mi fermo qui... forse ho già anche detto troppo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-1151158860246731126?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/1151158860246731126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=1151158860246731126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/1151158860246731126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/1151158860246731126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-felicita-non-e-avere-quello-che-si.html' title='la felicità non è avere quello che si desidera, ma desiderare quello che si ha'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-8494258647444099397</id><published>2008-11-23T20:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:23:04.850+01:00</updated><title type='text'>annoyed...</title><content type='html'>i wonder... why don't i just stop caring about people? why don't i just think about what suits me best, instead of trying to be nice and please others? i don't know... but i think i should... it would mean less emotional exposure, less involvement, less disappointment...&lt;br /&gt;my sister booked 4 places to go to a blind dinner... one of them was supposed to be mine... until she decided to invite someone else, and pretended that our conversation about me going to that dinner with her never happend... just as she did last summer... when i offered to go camping with her over the midsummer week and she said she was definitely not going on holiday that week... in the end she went exactly that week and ended up camping on her own cause her two friends she went with were retarded...&lt;br /&gt;this week i was supposed to stay over at a friend's house, cause she was alone... and because we wanted to use the time to catch up a little... then i found out she had invited someone else too... not that i need to be the only one all the time... but it's not that we hang out all the time... and i thought this time was supposed to be for us... she probably thought something different...&lt;br /&gt;and i am not taking it the best way possible...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-8494258647444099397?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/8494258647444099397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=8494258647444099397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/8494258647444099397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/8494258647444099397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2008/11/annoyed.html' title='annoyed...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-4260645280115131041</id><published>2008-05-01T12:48:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T15:42:20.565+02:00</updated><title type='text'>itching...</title><content type='html'>my fingers were sort of itching... not really, but i read it on heike's blog and sort of liked the expression... so here we are... here i am, at least... facebook sort of took the place of everybody's blog... well, my life is going on... is happening... without me knowing how much influence i can have or i have on what actually happens to me... sometimes i think i am being passive... not liking what is happening, not doing anything to change it...&lt;br /&gt;i was talking to jeff the other day... he said something that sort of hit me... he said: you can't stear a ship that is not moving... i think it's something "uncle" george said many times...&lt;br /&gt;u gotta move, u gotta try make a step in one direction... any direction... God will take it from there... adjust your course to where he wants to lead you...&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling very unsatisfied at work, i wanted to leave, go away...&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i "decided" i was gonna go away, i was gonna try to move to a different country, i started feeling better about what i do now...&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i started moving the ship, and stear it towards a different country, my mindset changed about my own...&lt;br /&gt;for months i thought God was using this year to make clear to me that this is NOT where i belong, that this is NOT where i am supposed to be... now i am not so sure anymore...&lt;br /&gt;i am still very confused... but got my smile back... :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-4260645280115131041?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/4260645280115131041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=4260645280115131041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/4260645280115131041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/4260645280115131041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2008/05/itching.html' title='itching...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-975758526805831515</id><published>2008-02-21T17:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T17:29:33.825+01:00</updated><title type='text'>i thought i lost it...</title><content type='html'>now, you tell me if this is normal...&lt;br /&gt;i was setting up a different blog... for compassion... and as you all know very well, i am not an IT queen... so, basically what happend is that i thought for the entire afternoon that i could not access my blog anymore... i know, now with facebook and all that, who needs a blog? but i still like to jurnalise on here every once in a while... anyways, it's all good now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-975758526805831515?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/975758526805831515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=975758526805831515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/975758526805831515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/975758526805831515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-thought-i-lost-it.html' title='i thought i lost it...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-1809515701605074278</id><published>2007-12-29T11:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T21:51:01.164+01:00</updated><title type='text'>... something else i took with me from tanzania...</title><content type='html'>i don't think i wrote about this before, but i have now 2 sponsored children with compassion... well, actually 1 and a half, because one i sponsor together with my sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this last one i got, is one of the children i got to meet when i was over there... and it's awesome to meet a child, and then decide to become his sponsor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his name is joseph... and he is 6, turning 7 in june... and i know you must be dying to see a picture of this creature... so there it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149341142116615090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/R3YifIMqQ7I/AAAAAAAAABA/H8vaptbA3as/s320/tanzania+07+(66).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;now you tell me... how can you not fall in love with this creature?!?! he's the one i am holding... the other kid was just there... and the person who took the picture probably didn't know how to zoom... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways... he's an acrobat too... check this out...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149342211563471810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/R3YjdYMqQ8I/AAAAAAAAABI/3XoazSFMHnw/s320/tanzania+07+(40).jpg" border="0" /&gt;i know, the picture is not very sharp... sorry, i suck... but you can tell what he's doing... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a tip... make a difference in someone's life... sponsor a child today (&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/"&gt;http://www.compassion.com/&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.it/"&gt;http://www.compassion.it/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-1809515701605074278?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/1809515701605074278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=1809515701605074278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/1809515701605074278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/1809515701605074278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/12/something-else-i-took-with-me-from.html' title='... something else i took with me from tanzania...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/R3YifIMqQ7I/AAAAAAAAABA/H8vaptbA3as/s72-c/tanzania+07+(66).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-6388710074911847061</id><published>2007-12-01T13:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T13:22:59.277+01:00</updated><title type='text'>back from tanzania...</title><content type='html'>... in love with africa more than ever... if possible...&lt;br /&gt;their eyes, their smiles, their skin... them, just them... african people, in their simplicity, have captured my heart once again... i wish i stayed there... i wish i didn't have to leave, i wish all it takes is a packed bag and a plane ticket, one way...&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's all it takes, after all... learing to live the way they do probably takes much effort, but surely it does not require resources of any kind... just a willing heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a heavy heart today... and it's not just because i've just come back from this trip... it's heavy because it's lonely... i thought, after a long time, maybe this loneliness found an end... but it's sadly not so... i wish i could say that i don't care, but i can't, 'cause i care...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-6388710074911847061?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/6388710074911847061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=6388710074911847061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/6388710074911847061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/6388710074911847061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-from-tanzania.html' title='back from tanzania...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-5081020962561365536</id><published>2007-11-05T20:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T20:32:45.675+01:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling inspired...</title><content type='html'>... well, maybe inspiration is too big of a word... but i just thought i post a copy of the wine label i created for mws tour... very simple, but i quite like it... it's an opportuinty for all of you to appreciate my, let's say, creativity... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/Ry9uuYfo5ZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/r4iR4mfwoPw/s1600-h/label.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129440243726476690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/Ry9uuYfo5ZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/r4iR4mfwoPw/s320/label.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the quote is something, isn't it? lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-5081020962561365536?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/5081020962561365536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=5081020962561365536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/5081020962561365536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/5081020962561365536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/11/feeling-inspired.html' title='feeling inspired...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/Ry9uuYfo5ZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/r4iR4mfwoPw/s72-c/label.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-1118242812742807000</id><published>2007-10-18T19:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T20:05:44.766+02:00</updated><title type='text'>respect...</title><content type='html'>i had a "discussion" with someone at my office (the person who happens to be my "boss" - as much as i hate this word...) about respect...&lt;br /&gt;for this big event of mws in italy, i forgot to follow up on something someone else had done... not on purpose, of course... as i said, i forgot... if it had been on purpose, i would have said "i purposely didn't do as i was told, cause i knew better" or something along this line...&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of making a mistake is already not one's favourite feeling... if your boss practically tells you that the fact that you omitted something shows a lack of respect towards the work of someone else, well... that does not make you feel better, does it?&lt;br /&gt;respect... i wonder if he even knows about respect... arranging a big event, or actually arranging any event, involves relationship building... word given to someone about things that need to happen... it involves a lot of efforts...&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder if it shows respect when your boss comes and changes some of the things that were already set, without even telling you... or raises his voice to speak to you when he has no reason to do it, especially in front of people... mws himself or the cleaning lady... it doesn't even matter... i don't raise my voice when i speak to him... he has no right to do it with me... i am not deaf, not yet, and i can hear just as well at the normal, civil volume...&lt;br /&gt;my reward after the show was knowing that mws, the management and the band really enjoyed working with me... joey said "you understand us... and i am not referring to the language... we want to work more with you..." this is my reward... cause in the office, all it was said so far is that i lacked respect...&lt;br /&gt;my reward was seeing the crowd in "standing ovation" when the heard the first notes of agnus dei... the song i ask to add to the list...&lt;br /&gt;my reward was mws coming to hug me thank you for the gift i brought for home - a  bottle of my dad's wine - , even if i was told in the office that we need to focus on the more important things...&lt;br /&gt;my reward was glenn saying he'd like to have a copy of the lable - something i had worked on in the middle of the night, to make it special... even if my boss had made the comment that i needed to focus on the more important things...&lt;br /&gt;my reward was joey's face when he saw the welcome home sign on the bus... and his thank you for the little home made band who played traditional songs for him on the bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many other rewards...&lt;br /&gt;i just wonder why all of them come from the outside... and none from the inside... inside of the office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... all i have to say is that i consider the naples concert a success... overall... all these other issues are just hickups... i just wonder why people see problems where there are none...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i have to say something else... i know it's not all about rewards... i have learnt not to do it for the rewards... or for the boss... or anyone else... as we say on the ship (i know i am not there anymore, but my sense of belonging to the ship is still as strong as ever...), it's not what you do, but who you're doing it for... He will give you the reward you deserve... nothing more, nothing less... i guess that's what keeps me going... i guess that's what keeps His people going...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-1118242812742807000?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/1118242812742807000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=1118242812742807000' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/1118242812742807000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/1118242812742807000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/10/respect.html' title='respect...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-5159590028642837135</id><published>2007-10-07T23:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T23:07:09.416+02:00</updated><title type='text'>change...</title><content type='html'>i felt i had to change something... so i changed the template of my blog... maybe it's a first step towards blogging more... or maybe i was just bored and changed it...&lt;br /&gt;man, it's already 11pm and i am still up doing stuff... i told myself i was gonna go sleep early... why do i even believe myself when i say this? lol... well, maybe i go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-5159590028642837135?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/5159590028642837135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=5159590028642837135' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/5159590028642837135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/5159590028642837135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/10/change.html' title='change...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-6382311869671593554</id><published>2007-10-07T14:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T14:46:36.973+02:00</updated><title type='text'>coming soon... mws in italy...</title><content type='html'>i should really update this blog more often... sometimes it feels like i blink, and BANG... a month is already over... gone...&lt;br /&gt;last friday i was able to go to karlsruhe for michael w smith's concert... i had never been to one before... and if i was already excited about the concert in naples coming up soon, now that i have seen one, i can't even explain how i feel... it will be an honour to be a host for michael and his band and all his entourage... i am really looking forward to see them all again... and i hope i will be able to spend some more meaningful time with them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-6382311869671593554?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/6382311869671593554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=6382311869671593554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/6382311869671593554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/6382311869671593554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/10/coming-soon-mws-in-italy.html' title='coming soon... mws in italy...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-3139776058872133772</id><published>2007-09-08T22:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T22:06:29.707+02:00</updated><title type='text'>bold lines...</title><content type='html'>i got more than one... just having a good chat with a few precious friends... so now i put my smile back on... and feel a lot better... thank YOU and thank you guys... you know who you are...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-3139776058872133772?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/3139776058872133772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=3139776058872133772' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/3139776058872133772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/3139776058872133772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/09/bold-lines.html' title='bold lines...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-8165123423804861587</id><published>2007-09-08T17:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T17:33:21.922+02:00</updated><title type='text'>on of those days again...</title><content type='html'>oh gosh... i feel so lonely it almost hurts...&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because i have nothing to do so i spend way too much time thinking, but i don't know if i can handle this for much longer...&lt;br /&gt;it's another saturday, another weekend... another day that i'll probably spend at home, reading a book or chatting on yahoo with far away friends... i don't know what God is trying to teach me, but it is very painful... very hard... and i am not sure if i can do this a lot longer... actually i know i can't... and i feel stupid, cause i really have no reason to complain... i better off than a lot of other people i know or i've met... but maybe i am just not able to take on as much... i am reading this book where the main characters have this quite close relationship with God and whenever they are in difficulf situation, there it comes... His voice... printed bold in the book, for the reader to identify as well... and right now i'd love to have one of those bold lines...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-8165123423804861587?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/8165123423804861587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=8165123423804861587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/8165123423804861587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/8165123423804861587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-of-those-days-again.html' title='on of those days again...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-823877970620575954</id><published>2007-07-14T11:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T11:52:33.384+02:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgic mood...</title><content type='html'>... it is not always like that... most of the time i can really say that i am fine... but sometimes... BANG... it just hits me... and i just start missing it sooooooooooo much... the ship, life on the ship, people on the ship, jokes on the ship, even my messy cabin... the doulos is and will always be part of me... and i even miss talking about it... people at home do not understand, they don't want to hear... but you know what? they don't know what they are missing... my antidote to sadness is listening to worship music, with my eyes closed... pretending to be in the ML... surrounded by those wonderful people... and PTL for yahoo, skype, msn, facebook and all this other stuff... it really makes it easier... to keep in touch or even just to talk to someone who comes from your same planet when you think you can't cope with life anymore... i love you all, people... i really do... :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-823877970620575954?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/823877970620575954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=823877970620575954' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/823877970620575954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/823877970620575954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/07/nostalgic-mood.html' title='nostalgic mood...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-7921610386603623000</id><published>2007-05-05T15:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T15:01:57.842+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;man... where is everybody?!?! did the rapture happen and i was left behind?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-7921610386603623000?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/7921610386603623000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=7921610386603623000' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/7921610386603623000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/7921610386603623000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/05/man.html' title=''/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-9214010285008192838</id><published>2007-04-04T04:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T05:19:42.027+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>it's funny how it always happens that when you manage to have your quite time for 2 days in a row and you think you are just gonna have a brilliant day cause you started it the right way... it never happens... i got up almost assuming that today my day was gonna be a good one... cause i started it with God... but less than 15 minutes later i was proven to be wrong... this day is not gonna be extremely good just because i started it with God... it is actually gonna be harder to make this day good precisely because of the way i started it... tough... but i don't have to do this on my own... does it even make sense?!?! well, to me it does... i already feel better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's cherry blossom time here... check this out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/RhMY2Pil6iI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4FsAm4l9HbU/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049406927376083490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/RhMY2Pil6iI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4FsAm4l9HbU/s320/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i don't know if you are able to notice, but i also got a hair cut... finally!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-9214010285008192838?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/9214010285008192838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=9214010285008192838' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/9214010285008192838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/9214010285008192838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/RhMY2Pil6iI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4FsAm4l9HbU/s72-c/Picture+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-4606179839057800936</id><published>2007-03-26T05:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T05:50:46.172+02:00</updated><title type='text'>... just so that you don't forget how i look...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/Rgc_tPnNcYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/c07mCM5MZ9M/s1600-h/Picture+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046071954009584002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/Rgc_tPnNcYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/c07mCM5MZ9M/s320/Picture+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;naomi and i were being "camera-happy" last week... we took a million pictures of eachother... with all kinds of expressions... in this one right here i was looking up at her saying "what are you doing?"... haha&lt;br /&gt;and this is her, kind of doing the same thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/RgdB-PnNcaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/g0yI8Oliz8c/s1600-h/Picture+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046074445090615714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/RgdB-PnNcaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/g0yI8Oliz8c/s320/Picture+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/RgdBEvnNcZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jkek6lYPa9U/s1600-h/Picture+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-4606179839057800936?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/4606179839057800936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=4606179839057800936' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/4606179839057800936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/4606179839057800936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-so-that-you-dont-forget-how-i-look.html' title='... just so that you don&apos;t forget how i look...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/Rgc_tPnNcYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/c07mCM5MZ9M/s72-c/Picture+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-9137404784986431790</id><published>2007-03-22T10:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T10:50:05.273+01:00</updated><title type='text'>sooo frustrating...</title><content type='html'>oh my goodness...&lt;br /&gt;here i am, listening to my favourite song lately... thinking: what the heck am i doing here? able to do nothing by myself, not even a phone call... depending on people who are willing to help only with the things they feel comfortable with (= hardly anything, since the doulos is something they are totally not familiar with...)... getting upset at everyone and noone, everything and nothing at the same time... smiling outside, screaming inside... i must be getting crazy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-9137404784986431790?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/9137404784986431790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=9137404784986431790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/9137404784986431790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/9137404784986431790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/03/sooo-frustrating.html' title='sooo frustrating...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-1263314206383242068</id><published>2007-03-12T08:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T08:14:25.802+01:00</updated><title type='text'>my favourite song lately...</title><content type='html'>Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth&lt;br /&gt;Would care to know my name, would care to feel my hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star&lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way for my ever wandering heart?&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You've done&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;A vapour in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;And You've told me who I am&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours, I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;Who Am I, that the eyes that see my sin&lt;br /&gt;Would look on me with love and watch me rise again?&lt;br /&gt;Who Am I, that the voice that calmed the sea&lt;br /&gt;Would call out through the rain and calm the storm in me?&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am Yours I am Yours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-1263314206383242068?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/1263314206383242068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=1263314206383242068' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/1263314206383242068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/1263314206383242068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-favourite-song-lately.html' title='my favourite song lately...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-3301762542823090839</id><published>2007-03-06T15:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T15:50:02.547+01:00</updated><title type='text'>sushi party... for my b-day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;how many people can say that they have celebrated their 30th birthday in japan with 2 real japanese dudes making home made sushi and tempura for them... not many, huh?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;check this out...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038823236269550274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/Re1_CVvUqsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r4d_Giale5Q/s320/Picture+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-3301762542823090839?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/3301762542823090839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=3301762542823090839' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/3301762542823090839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/3301762542823090839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/03/sushi-party-for-my-b-day.html' title='sushi party... for my b-day...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/Re1_CVvUqsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r4d_Giale5Q/s72-c/Picture+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-8755119192041920097</id><published>2007-02-28T11:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T12:37:10.756+01:00</updated><title type='text'>crossing the line...</title><content type='html'>tomorrow... i am crossing the line... i will start having 3 in front of the number indicating my age... i leave the twenties... and get into the thirties... OH MY GOODNESS!!! you try to get used to idea... but i believe it'll still be a shock... please don't forget to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY... :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-8755119192041920097?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/8755119192041920097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=8755119192041920097' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/8755119192041920097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/8755119192041920097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/02/crossing-line.html' title='crossing the line...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-5791825235174234460</id><published>2007-02-17T14:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T14:37:10.454+01:00</updated><title type='text'>day off... in fukuoka...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;... you probably could not care less, but i could sleep in this morning... and it felt soooooo good, waking up at 9 and beeing able to turn around a keep sleeping... it would have been nicer it i was on a bed, rather than on a thin matress on the floor... but yeah, this is japan... in our current accommodation there is not one single chair... can you believe it?! but anyways, naomi and i made it all the way to downtown, all by ourselves... met other 2 crazy americans, went to the asian arts museum (they paid for us... how sweet! haha) and then for coffee at seattle's best coffee... which made me think of jacob and jeff... obviously because they are from there... then we went window shopping, cause we cannto afford anything in this country... and then met makoto later and went for sushi... sooooooo good... well, somebody's got to do the hard work, isn't it? tomorrow we get to go to an international church, which is very exciting, cause we will be able to understand the service, for a change... have a nice sunday, you all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-5791825235174234460?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/5791825235174234460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=5791825235174234460' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/5791825235174234460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/5791825235174234460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-off-in-fukuoka.html' title='day off... in fukuoka...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-117091395199607030</id><published>2007-02-08T06:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T06:52:32.006+01:00</updated><title type='text'>i did it...</title><content type='html'>they brought me to the public bath... and i have to say that it was less traumatic than i thought it would be... for these people it's so normal, that after a few minutes of uneasiness, it became ALMOST normal for me as well... not quite normal... that's why no pictures... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-117091395199607030?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/117091395199607030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=117091395199607030' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/117091395199607030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/117091395199607030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-did-it.html' title='i did it...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-117083630643989245</id><published>2007-02-07T03:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T09:18:26.450+01:00</updated><title type='text'>japan is an experience...</title><content type='html'>well... not so much of a cutlure shock... thank God i came prepared... this place is extremely clean... i can't read any of the signs, cause they are all in japanese... even turning the heating on in my room is a challenge, or at leat was a challenge before i memorized which botton i have to press... toilets are interesting, but i won't talk about that right now... the scary thing is that they want to take me to the public bath... where people go completely nacked... at least men and women are separated... but how will i look at my collegue in the same way knowing that we saw each other nacked?! help!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-117083630643989245?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/117083630643989245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=117083630643989245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/117083630643989245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/117083630643989245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/02/japan-is-experience.html' title='japan is an experience...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-117072754248566397</id><published>2007-02-06T02:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T03:05:42.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'>back on the net...</title><content type='html'>hello everyone... or as they'd say here in japan... minasan konichiwa...&lt;br /&gt;just ti say that i am back on the blog... and on the net! it's freezing cold here... i'll have to see if i can borrow more warm clothes from someone... as far as i understand there should be some available at someone's house... God is good... maybe i'll even find those black shoes i was so desperately trying to find on the ship...&lt;br /&gt;hope to hear from you... please please please, leave some comments...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-117072754248566397?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/117072754248566397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=117072754248566397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/117072754248566397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/117072754248566397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2007/02/back-on-net.html' title='back on the net...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-116610564694982599</id><published>2006-12-14T15:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T15:14:06.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'>if you want to walk on water, you gotta get out of the boat...</title><content type='html'>have you ever read this book... if not, make sure you do so asap... it's great...&lt;br /&gt;we have been reading this book as a team every morning for the past almost 2 months... and it's been a blessing... there is so much more to this story of peter walking on the water, then what we usually focus on... this morning, for example, i was touched and encouraged by the thought that it's not about how much we can handle, but it's about how much God wants to use us for... and this is not new to any of you, i am sure... neither it is to me... but in times like this, where the ship is only 5 days away and so many things still need to be finalised... and we are getting sick... and, and, and... it's not about how much i can handle... it's about how much God wants to use me for... isn't that comforting?! i think it is... indeed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-116610564694982599?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/116610564694982599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=116610564694982599' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116610564694982599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116610564694982599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-you-want-to-walk-on-water-you-gotta.html' title='if you want to walk on water, you gotta get out of the boat...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-116523776203197479</id><published>2006-12-04T13:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T14:12:14.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>aren't we cute?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4587/2676/1600/90155/DSCN3992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4587/2676/320/987218/DSCN3992.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4587/2676/1600/356590/DSCN3990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4587/2676/320/254729/DSCN3990.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i know... this last one is not really sharp... but i think it's sooo... well, just us... maybe you can just look better at our pretty faces in the other one... 3 angels... aren't we?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-116523776203197479?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/116523776203197479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=116523776203197479' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116523776203197479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116523776203197479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/12/arent-we-cute.html' title='aren&apos;t we cute?!?!'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-116505191975513758</id><published>2006-12-02T10:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T10:31:59.763+01:00</updated><title type='text'>for all those who requested them... that is only you, heiks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4587/2676/1600/241219/DSC04933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4587/2676/320/3317/DSC04933.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4587/2676/1600/917616/DSC04942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4587/2676/320/791320/DSC04942.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4587/2676/1600/510088/P1020989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4587/2676/320/36793/P1020989.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from top to bottom... the doulos people at the wedding, the couple and the 2 witnesses, that is su ray and me... su ray for flavio and me for cinzia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-116505191975513758?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/116505191975513758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=116505191975513758' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116505191975513758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116505191975513758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/12/for-all-those-who-requested-them-that_02.html' title='for all those who requested them... that is only you, heiks...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-116479398220082100</id><published>2006-11-29T10:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T10:53:02.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>... the secret language again...</title><content type='html'>mamma mia... sti ultimi due giorni sono stati un inferno...ancora a caccia di i-nite venue a 3 settimane dall'arrivo della nave... il tipo continua a darsi scadenze e a non rispettarle... oggi sono andata a vedere altri due posti... si era detto di dare la priorita a qs i-nite venue, ma poi come al solito le promesse non sono state mantenute... e quindi punto e a capo... in piu, volevamo andare a buracay con seelan quando viene a trovarci... ma lui arriva ven tardi e non ce la facciamo a prendere l'ultimo traghetto per l'isola spettacolo... che nervi... e andare solo per una notte, non val la pena... lo so che c'e gente che muore di fame e che non e il caso di essere cosi drammatici... ma in qs giorni mi sembra che la legge di murphy mi abbia presa di mira... tutto cio che puo andare storto, va effettivamente storto... e ogni tanto mi devo solo sfogare...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-116479398220082100?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/116479398220082100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=116479398220082100' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116479398220082100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116479398220082100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/11/secret-language-again.html' title='... the secret language again...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-116443729017529297</id><published>2006-11-25T07:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T07:48:10.796+01:00</updated><title type='text'>fra...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4587/2676/1600/741884/Picture%20116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4587/2676/320/324215/Picture%20116.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... non credo proprio che serva essere un blogger per lasciare commenti... ci riesce persino mia madre, e lei non credo proprio che sia una blogger... haha&lt;br /&gt;cercavo una foto recente di noi due, ma qs e l'unica che ho trovato... oh, ma possibile che non ce la siamo fatta una foto da sole io e te quando ci siamo viste?!?! vabbe... no comment...&lt;br /&gt;un abbraccio... forte... e se vuoi venire a trovarmi, lo sai che il posto c'e... hint hint...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-116443729017529297?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/116443729017529297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=116443729017529297' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116443729017529297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116443729017529297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/11/fra.html' title='fra...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-116419731916891417</id><published>2006-11-22T13:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T13:08:39.183+01:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking about the good times in koeln...</title><content type='html'>Now that she's back in the atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;She acts like summer and walks like rain&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;Since the return from her stay on the moon&lt;br /&gt;She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey &lt;br /&gt;Tell me did you sail across the sun&lt;br /&gt;Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded&lt;br /&gt;And that heaven is overrated &lt;br /&gt;Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;One without a permanent scar&lt;br /&gt;And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there &lt;br /&gt;Now that she's back from that soul vacation&lt;br /&gt;Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me that there's time to grow, hey, hey &lt;br /&gt;Now that she's back in the atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane&lt;br /&gt;Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land &lt;br /&gt;Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet&lt;br /&gt;Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day&lt;br /&gt;And head back to the Milky Way&lt;br /&gt;And tell me, did Venus blow your mind&lt;br /&gt;Was it everything you wanted to find&lt;br /&gt;And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there &lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation&lt;br /&gt;The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the part i love the most is.. did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there... i wonder... am i missing someone while looking for myself?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-116419731916891417?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/116419731916891417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=116419731916891417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116419731916891417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116419731916891417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/11/thinking-about-good-times-in-koeln.html' title='thinking about the good times in koeln...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-116391233083360553</id><published>2006-11-19T05:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:30:15.612+01:00</updated><title type='text'>me... and my randomness...</title><content type='html'>i am a simple person... and i like simple things... &lt;br /&gt;i love waking up in the middle of the night and think that i still have a buch of hours to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;i like the smell of the rain...&lt;br /&gt;i love the smell of the just mown grass...&lt;br /&gt;i love surprising people...&lt;br /&gt;i love being surprised by people...&lt;br /&gt;i love singing at the top of my lungs when noone is listening...&lt;br /&gt;i cry watching the kids playing a drama in the ML...&lt;br /&gt;i cry when we sing all toegther in the ML "let your glory fall in this room, let it go forth from here to the nations..."&lt;br /&gt;i like calling people not by their first name...&lt;br /&gt;i like it when someone calls me something that is not my name...&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when people call me emma with 2 m, because it's not my name...&lt;br /&gt;i love being with people...&lt;br /&gt;i hate being by myself...&lt;br /&gt;i love watching the belly of a mum to be growing...&lt;br /&gt;i cry holding a baby in my arms, amazed at the helplesness of that baby... thinking about my own helplessness...&lt;br /&gt;i hate argueing... but i care way too much about what people think about me... and i hate it when i am being misinterpreted... so i tend to waste too many words in a useless attempt to explain myself...&lt;br /&gt;i love hugs... and physical touch in general...&lt;br /&gt;i love languages... different people, different races, different colours... my little piece of heaven...&lt;br /&gt;i love to hear someone singing alto next to me... and i love it even more wheh i manage to sing it myself...&lt;br /&gt;i like it when someone scratches my back... and i love doing it to other people...&lt;br /&gt;i love making people smile... with a joke, with a surprise, with a gift, with a smile...&lt;br /&gt;i don't like it when someone is hurt... regardless of if i am involved in the situation or not... it just breaks my heart knowing that someone is not doing well... and i'll try doing something about it... even if it doesn't always work...&lt;br /&gt;i love giving gifts for no reason...&lt;br /&gt;i usually cry when i sit in the audience and watch the i-nite finale...&lt;br /&gt;i like laying down somewhere where is pitchdark and watch the stars...&lt;br /&gt;i like listening to my father cracking jokes in our dialect...&lt;br /&gt;i like teasing...&lt;br /&gt;i love being teased...&lt;br /&gt;i love God... and wish i was able to love others His way...&lt;br /&gt;i feel pain for those who don't love Him...&lt;br /&gt;i feel sorry for those who chose not to love Him...&lt;br /&gt;i like romantic comedies...&lt;br /&gt;i love laughing... and making other people laugh...&lt;br /&gt;i don't like diplomacy, politics and formalities in general...&lt;br /&gt;i love walking around barefeet...&lt;br /&gt;i don't like feeling under trial all the time... &lt;br /&gt;i don't like being afraid of making a mistake...&lt;br /&gt;i don't like being scared in general...&lt;br /&gt;i like big hands in a man...&lt;br /&gt;i hate not being able to show my genuine love to someone... in a way that they understand it...&lt;br /&gt;i don't like not being able to have normal conversation with someone i really esteme...&lt;br /&gt;i don't like it when i don't understand... but i know i don't always have to understand...&lt;br /&gt;i love it when i know someone is there for me no matter what... and i love it even more when someone knows that i'll be there for them, no matter what...&lt;br /&gt;i love coffee...&lt;br /&gt;i like kissing someone i like staring at him in the eyes...&lt;br /&gt;i like compliments, even though i don't know how to handle them...&lt;br /&gt;i love it when all it takes is a look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a radom order... but this is pretty much who i am...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-116391233083360553?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/116391233083360553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=116391233083360553' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116391233083360553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116391233083360553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-and-my-randomness.html' title='me... and my randomness...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-116322125001371515</id><published>2006-11-11T05:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:00:50.020+01:00</updated><title type='text'>day off...</title><content type='html'>aahh... so nice when you go to bed one evening knowing that you don't have to set your alarm clock for the next day, isn't it? i love waking up in the middle of the nigth, look at my watch and see that i still have 2, 3, 4 more hours of sleep... and i love that especially on my days off, because no matter what time it is when i wake up in the middle of the night or in the early morning, i can still have 2, 3, 4... hours of sleep... the small joys of life... the simplicity of the joys of life... well... let's see... what's on the plan for the day? i think a nice swim... and then a movie somewhere... and probably also dinner somewhere nice... not necessarely in this order... ah, and of course... we need to take some pictures... of the place... and of our pretty faces... what else? mmm... i think that's it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-116322125001371515?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/116322125001371515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=116322125001371515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116322125001371515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116322125001371515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/11/day-off.html' title='day off...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-116186549669589745</id><published>2006-10-26T14:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T14:24:56.736+02:00</updated><title type='text'>getting around in bacolod...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4587/2676/1600/Picture%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4587/2676/320/Picture%20002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i don't need to comment that... do i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-116186549669589745?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/116186549669589745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=116186549669589745' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116186549669589745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116186549669589745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/10/getting-around-in-bacolod.html' title='getting around in bacolod...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-116186290710656072</id><published>2006-10-26T13:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T13:41:47.113+02:00</updated><title type='text'>41 now...</title><content type='html'>now that i am in the philippines... the number of visited countries goes up to 41... which would happen even if i was in cambodia... hint hint...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-116186290710656072?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/116186290710656072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=116186290710656072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116186290710656072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116186290710656072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/10/41-now.html' title='41 now...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-116186214838896996</id><published>2006-10-26T13:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T13:29:08.410+02:00</updated><title type='text'>back to "normal life"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4587/2676/1600/Picture%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4587/2676/320/Picture%20004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... most people would call normal life the one they conduct at home... the ship has become normal life for me... extraordinarily normal... is "extraordinarily" even a word? anyways... back on the ship for 5 days and then off again... i'd love to be in cambodia now... but i have to be here... kurt asked me why i even joined line up... well... no comment... ;-) during the 5 short days on the ship i had to prepare for bacolod, where i am now, which i did in a very let's say light way... and also spend time with some people... kary and bonny are leaving before the ship gets here... it was sad to say goodbye... i still haven't gotten used to goodbyes... and i also spend time with other special people... yeah yeah... i also went to the market and got another pair of those fisherman trousers... crowded the market, huh?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-116186214838896996?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/116186214838896996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=116186214838896996' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116186214838896996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116186214838896996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/10/back-to-normal-life.html' title='back to &quot;normal life&quot;...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-116113055860058403</id><published>2006-10-18T02:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T02:15:58.616+02:00</updated><title type='text'>... old friends...</title><content type='html'>... that you never thought you'd see or talk to again... and then you talk to them again and it seems like time never went by... isn't it amazing? it's been good talking to you... you know who you are... you have not changed... hope to show you my neck sometimes soon... maybe i'll even let you touch it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-116113055860058403?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/116113055860058403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=116113055860058403' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116113055860058403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116113055860058403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/10/old-friends.html' title='... old friends...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-116048478975369140</id><published>2006-10-10T14:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T14:53:09.753+02:00</updated><title type='text'>a new haircut... don't i look even nicer?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4587/2676/1600/emanuela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4587/2676/320/emanuela.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know... you don't really see too much of my haircut... it's actually not that different... but now it looks cooler... i am at alex's place now... she started calling me "cow eyes"... i am trying to explain to her that "deer eyes" would be much nicer... but she does not seem to understand that... she says my eyes are the biggest ever... but i don't really get that comment that often... it must be just her... who was the kiss for? but you, of course...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-116048478975369140?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/116048478975369140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=116048478975369140' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116048478975369140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116048478975369140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-haircut-dont-i-look-even-nicer.html' title='a new haircut... don&apos;t i look even nicer?!'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-116048374299644935</id><published>2006-10-10T14:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T14:35:43.006+02:00</updated><title type='text'>40 countries so far...</title><content type='html'>just so that you know... these 40 countries were not exactly only turism... but part of me... i am sure those of you who read this know what i am talking about... &lt;br /&gt;is this considered boasting?! naaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.world66.com/myworld66/visitedCountries/worldmap?visited=USDJEGKEMGMUMZRESCZASDATBEBAHRCZFOFRDEHUIEITLUMCNLSMYUESCHUKVABHCYJOLBOMQAMYLKTH"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/myworld66"&gt;create your own visited country map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; or check our &lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/europe/italy/veneto/venice"&gt;Venice travel guide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-116048374299644935?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/116048374299644935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=116048374299644935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116048374299644935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/116048374299644935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/10/40-countries-so-far.html' title='40 countries so far...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-115943997133222734</id><published>2006-09-28T12:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T12:39:31.376+02:00</updated><title type='text'>half way through...</title><content type='html'>time really flies... 3 weeks alrealy gone... 3 weeks left... i am trying to go see as many people as possible, show them my pictures... find out about their lives... trying to catch up...&lt;br /&gt;last sunday i got to share at my church... i was a bit concerned that i would be kind of bored of the service, because after 2,5 years of sunday services on board, i am used to a different style... of worship especially... God surprised me again... as we were singing one of those hymns, i liked the melody... sometimes i get distracted by the music and forget to think about the words... i almost started crying when we sang "He won hell and death"... i actually did cry... i wish i waited for the unexpected more often, instead of deceiving myself and expect the least from every situation, so that i cannot be disappointed... God is so much greater than anything i could ever imagine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-115943997133222734?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/115943997133222734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=115943997133222734' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/115943997133222734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/115943997133222734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/09/half-way-through.html' title='half way through...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-115841159850225397</id><published>2006-09-16T14:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T14:59:58.550+02:00</updated><title type='text'>visiting friends...</title><content type='html'>wow... i have been home for just over a week and i already flew to naples once... and now i am going to visit friends all over the places... it's exciting... i am trying to visit as many people as possible... catch up with them... the wedding was great... i should post some pictures... but have not had time to sit down at the computer properly and write all this down... now i have to run again... have to go pack for my trip around italy... kind of...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-115841159850225397?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/115841159850225397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=115841159850225397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/115841159850225397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/115841159850225397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/09/visiting-friends.html' title='visiting friends...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-115782250063985740</id><published>2006-09-09T19:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T19:21:40.686+02:00</updated><title type='text'>home again...</title><content type='html'>for 6 weeks... so weird... i really feel out of place... a fish out of the water... don't know how to relate to people anymore... sometimes i feel invisible for others... at the wedding today i wanted to run away... go find a quite place... with noone around... i was so scared to come home... and now i see that i had more than enough reasons to be scared... it is not all in my mind, it really is difficult to fit into this reality again... i don't think i could fit here long term ever again... i know i cannot... a further confirmation that God really must have another plan... but what is it God? where do you want me to go?&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow another wedding... cinzia's... i am so excited to go... it will be good... tiring but good... God, please let these not be the longest 6 weeks of my life... please please please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-115782250063985740?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/115782250063985740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=115782250063985740' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/115782250063985740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/115782250063985740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/09/home-again.html' title='home again...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-115393665118984577</id><published>2006-07-26T19:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T19:57:31.436+02:00</updated><title type='text'>... who reads this anyway?!</title><content type='html'>... a-team is awesome... i was wrong again with all my preconceived ideas... i cannot believe i lived my whole life thinking that my first impressions are right... i don't even wanna know how much i missed out in life... tonight naomi and i went to 2 cell meetings... we thought we go to one, but in the car they told us we go to two houses... so we kinda had to improvise a little... a lot... but hey... that's the ship and its randomness... but anyways... on our way back, the guy driving the van decided to take a "small nap", as he said... he just pulled off and startet snoring... we were wondering how long we were gonna be stuck in the middle of nowhere for, taking a nap at quarter past midnight... and who was gonna wake him up... luckily enough, he woke up by himself after less than 10 minutes... then he wanted to invite us for coffee, tea or milo... at almost 1am... crazy stuff... i should write more about tonight, cause it was hilarious... but it's almost 2am now... i gotta go get some sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-115393665118984577?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/115393665118984577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=115393665118984577' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/115393665118984577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/115393665118984577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/07/who-reads-this-anyway.html' title='... who reads this anyway?!'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-115347293325338747</id><published>2006-07-21T10:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T11:08:53.260+02:00</updated><title type='text'>i know... it's been ages... i am still alive, though...</title><content type='html'>... alive and well... enjoyed phuket more than anything... for more than one reason... made some new friends... went on break and got a tan, but now it's almost gone already... sabbath week was cool... i really took time to rest... hardly ever went off the ship cause it only makes more tired than anything else... had to face some challenges and stuff... dealing with one particulare situation i was not prepared for... but now i am fine again... most days... and for the rest of the days, i manage to survive... i know, this is all not very specific... but everybody reads this... i cannot go into detalis... now that i am back on the ship, i cannot really update this blog properly... so it's hard to catch up randomly every 2 months or so...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-115347293325338747?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/115347293325338747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=115347293325338747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/115347293325338747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/115347293325338747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-know-its-been-ages-i-am-still-alive.html' title='i know... it&apos;s been ages... i am still alive, though...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-114731254406238241</id><published>2006-05-11T03:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T09:31:41.460+02:00</updated><title type='text'>God is so much greater than all my small prayers...</title><content type='html'>wow... for all these past 6 weeks i have been desperately looking for an opportunity to go to thailand, for a week end... the ship said no...it's impossible to go there for a day... i thought i had played all my cards... i was very disappointed... not necessarely upset, but just very sad that i could not go... i was praying... i could not understand why God wouldn't allow me to go... i mean, it's not a big thing that i was asking... just a weekend in thailand... then two days ago seelan calls me and says that he would like me to stay behing in penang, not go to langkawi and then rejoin the the ship in phuket... so i get to be there for the whole time... i almost cried when he told me... in His timing, He gave me so much more than i could ever ask... or imagine... and i am so excited... i already got my ticket to phuket... and cannot wait to go... these past 6 weeks of struggles seem just to be fading away... i am simply blown away... His eye is on the sparrow... indeed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-114731254406238241?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/114731254406238241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=114731254406238241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114731254406238241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114731254406238241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/05/god-is-so-much-greater-than-all-my.html' title='God is so much greater than all my small prayers...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-114679694482318451</id><published>2006-05-05T04:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T04:42:24.833+02:00</updated><title type='text'>i had given up...</title><content type='html'>... for real... you remember the whole thailand story? how i so wanted to go there but was not allowed and all this???... actually... have i ever written anything about this whole story? well... anyways... now the going to thailand becomes a must, because i have to go there to renew my visa... and God knew it... haha... the wait for the unexpected proved to be real, one more time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-114679694482318451?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/114679694482318451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=114679694482318451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114679694482318451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114679694482318451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-had-given-up.html' title='i had given up...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-114670535114206994</id><published>2006-05-04T03:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T03:18:09.110+02:00</updated><title type='text'>just thought i should say something...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4587/2676/1600/Picture%20074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4587/2676/320/Picture%20074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i miss the nature... i mean, there is a lot of nature out here, but it's a bit difficult to get to it without a car... taxis are kind of expensive, and also what should i say to the taxi man? please, take me to a parc... anywhere where there is some green...&lt;br /&gt;hm... don't know if it's a good idea... God, i need you to surprise me with an amazing off day this coming saturday... with lots of green around me and possibly not too many people... i know you can do that... just, would you?!&lt;br /&gt;i know... i am usually a people person... but maybe this is my season to be by myself... my introspective time... or maybe i am just growing old... :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-114670535114206994?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/114670535114206994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=114670535114206994' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114670535114206994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114670535114206994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-thought-i-should-say-something.html' title='just thought i should say something...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-114654354389792585</id><published>2006-05-02T06:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T07:33:12.170+02:00</updated><title type='text'>you are an espresso...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dabb99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are an Espresso&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ead3b8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/espresso.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At your best, you are: straight shooting, ambitious, and energetic&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are: anxious and high strung&lt;br /&gt;You drink coffee when: anytime you're not sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Your caffeine addiction level: high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-114654354389792585?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/114654354389792585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=114654354389792585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114654354389792585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114654354389792585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-are-espresso.html' title='you are an espresso...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-114654290389830581</id><published>2006-05-02T06:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T07:35:32.053+02:00</updated><title type='text'>you are a sunrise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Sunrise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/sunrise.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You enjoy living a slow, fulfilling life. You enjoy living every moment, no matter how ordinary.You are a person of reflection and meditation. You start and end every day by looking inward. Caring and giving, you enjoy making people happy. You're often cooking for friends or buying them gifts.All in all, you know how to love life for what it is - not for how it should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&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/25653256-114654290389830581?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/114654290389830581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=114654290389830581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114654290389830581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114654290389830581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-are-sunrise.html' title='you are a sunrise...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-114620748485401034</id><published>2006-04-28T08:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T08:58:04.863+02:00</updated><title type='text'>mars and venus...</title><content type='html'>... sometimes i wonder if guys purposely misbehave just to annoy us... lately i already have so many things in my head... i don't need anybody to get on my nervs by acting like a child for no reason... is it just me, or it's really like that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-114620748485401034?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/114620748485401034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=114620748485401034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114620748485401034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114620748485401034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/04/mars-and-venus.html' title='mars and venus...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-114549782767802603</id><published>2006-04-20T03:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T03:50:27.753+02:00</updated><title type='text'>just to let you know...</title><content type='html'>... that i am doing a bit better... after a small clash with someone, i think we all have a better idea of how we actually feel...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if this is enough, but it is certainly a start... so there needs to be a continuation... which will require a lot of work from my side... because i will have to show more my vulnerability... which is something that just doesn't come natural with everybody...&lt;br /&gt;why am i being so cryptic?! i still miss my two angels... they would know who they are... but they probably will never read this... but they know i miss them anyways...&lt;br /&gt;hm... was trying to find some pics to put here, but i don't really have many... my weekend resolution will be to take more pics... of the house, the place, the nature... and me, of course... ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-114549782767802603?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/114549782767802603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=114549782767802603' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114549782767802603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114549782767802603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-to-let-you-know.html' title='just to let you know...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-114532395509292105</id><published>2006-04-18T03:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T09:36:11.966+02:00</updated><title type='text'>plans...</title><content type='html'>skype is a good invention... a brilliant one!!! i spoke to timon the other day and it must have taken us probably 3 minutes before we made a plan for him and christy to come to flavio and cinzia's wedding... haha... well... i don't know if most of you would call it a plan, but timon and i call it like that... most details we don't know yet, but they are coming... sleeping at my house one night on the way down and one night on the way up... we are possibly also trying to go to rome for a day... i need to find a guide, 'cause i've been to rome just once and don't really know my way around... man, i am so excited... also because i can drive up to germany with them and can go visit heike, alex (she doesn't know yet...), maybe my friend from university who lives now in innsbruck... wow... something to look forward to... definitely... last time i saw cnt they were the ones getting married... and last time i saw my soulsister was genuary 2005... an eternity ago... hey heiks, remember this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4587/2676/1600/DSC01111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4587/2676/320/DSC01111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohne aermel kann man jetzt nicht mehr rumlaufen auf der doulos... hm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-114532395509292105?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/114532395509292105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=114532395509292105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114532395509292105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114532395509292105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/04/plans.html' title='plans...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-114526732557651510</id><published>2006-04-17T11:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T13:17:24.633+02:00</updated><title type='text'>stream of thoughs...</title><content type='html'>where do i start?! it's always advisable to start from the beginning... but where is the beginning?! maybe it's when i started asking God (see? i do capitalise some things!!!) to break me... two months ago after the sharjah line up i thought already i was broken into pieces... but i had no idea what i was gonna face next... and when i say next i don't necessarely mean right after that, i actually mean now... not that i am facing a disaster... but i am definitely learning some tough lessons... like total dependency on God and all this... it is much easier said than done... let's just take the whole line up in malaysia situation... i so wanted to go to thailand, that being here is being one of the hardest things i've had to do... challenging under many points of view... also giving up the weekend in phuket has not been easy at all... but at least now i have come to accept it... it's still sad that i cannot go, but i am not angry anymore...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's wrong with me... i am so irritable... not that i am usually an angel, but i am usually not the witch i am being these days... i often prefer to be by myself, which is also very wierd, because i am usually scared of being alone... not scared because i am afraid of the bad wolf, but scared in the sense that it depresses me...&lt;br /&gt;and i feel so lonely at times...&lt;br /&gt;and... and... and...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-114526732557651510?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/114526732557651510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=114526732557651510' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114526732557651510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114526732557651510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/04/stream-of-thoughs.html' title='stream of thoughs...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-114489717450867017</id><published>2006-04-13T04:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T04:59:34.553+02:00</updated><title type='text'>... what i want...</title><content type='html'>... is not necessarely what i need... and what i get is not necessarely what i want, but most certainly what i need... a hard lesson i am learning right now... just thought i share it with you guys...&lt;br /&gt;have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-114489717450867017?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/114489717450867017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=114489717450867017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114489717450867017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114489717450867017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-i-want_13.html' title='... what i want...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-114464420085831366</id><published>2006-04-10T06:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T06:43:20.910+02:00</updated><title type='text'>... a brand new week</title><content type='html'>has started... i read this morning about being faithful in the small things, in order to be entrusted with bigger things... which brought my memories back to the diego line up, where we were learning memory verses every day... "unless you are faithful in the small matters, you won't be faithful in the large ones"... i forgot the reference, but i still remember the verse... it made me even more nostalgic... i miss you guys sooooo much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-114464420085831366?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/114464420085831366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=114464420085831366' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114464420085831366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114464420085831366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/04/brand-new-week.html' title='... a brand new week'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-114449491185619680</id><published>2006-04-08T13:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T13:15:11.863+02:00</updated><title type='text'>i made it...</title><content type='html'>after 3 hours at starbucks with the wireless connection... it's free, but you need to order something, so i had to have a few frappuccino... but after 3 hours i think i set up the basics of my blog... aren't you proud of me? just a little bit? not at all?... well... i am... and i will let you know the address of my blog asap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-114449491185619680?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/114449491185619680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=114449491185619680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114449491185619680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114449491185619680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-made-it.html' title='i made it...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25653256.post-114449198058671108</id><published>2006-04-08T11:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T09:04:52.013+02:00</updated><title type='text'>familiarising...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4587/2676/1600/Picture%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4587/2676/320/Picture%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with this totally new world... well, it's new for me at least... but i kind of browsed through other people's stuff... and i find it really interesting... an easy way to share your thoughts with the rest of the world... at least with those with a voyeur spirit... and the rest of the world after you've been on doulos becomes so much smaller...&lt;br /&gt;two things you need to know about me...&lt;br /&gt;first thing... i hate capital letters, so i never capitalise anything... almost anything... there is one thing i always capitalise... you'll find out what it is...&lt;br /&gt;second thing... i litterally abuse the three dots ... you need to understand that these ... are the pauses i would make if you and i were having a conversation right now... it's the time i take to think what to say next...&lt;br /&gt;well... so much as introduction... the rest either you know already or you'll find out along the way...&lt;br /&gt;ah... almost forgot to say where i am now... have a look at the picture... you guess...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25653256-114449198058671108?l=emsdoulos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/feeds/114449198058671108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25653256&amp;postID=114449198058671108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114449198058671108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25653256/posts/default/114449198058671108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emsdoulos.blogspot.com/2006/04/familiarising.html' title='familiarising...'/><author><name>ems</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qBnWjGAhbic/SBml8x7fv8I/AAAAAAAAABU/wmkAm2arUa0/S220/manu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
