tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167467482011-04-21T17:26:27.655-07:00WanShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16538023105867224357noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746748.post-1130976307617875382005-11-10T04:35:00.000-08:002005-11-09T15:54:09.626-08:00A soft tender touch of the wind provides nursing to my broken soul. How I wish I was free of pain and anguish. Free as the wind who roams without doubt. He goes where his heart desires, truly a fearless navigator. He traveles over rough waters, caresses the pinnacle of Mother Earth and directs a route to lost sailors , bringing life to thier lifeless sails. Just like the sails of a drifting vessel, my soul lingers for another touch of a zephyr.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746748-113097630761787538?l=theenglsihspot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>WanShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16538023105867224357noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746748.post-1129162057636833532005-10-12T16:17:00.000-07:002005-10-12T17:07:37.646-07:00On Columbus Day, I learned that the best thing in life is free. It all started in that cold Monday morning when I heard that my cousin <br />was going to a court hearing for man slaughter. I visited him yesterday to see if he was in need of support. With his head down he answered, ''Man I'm in deep shit.'' He told me that the thing that happen was an accident. ''The guy was crossing on a nonpedestrian highway. Plus he was intoxicated.'' Sometimes people make mistakes they never intended to do. Life is a precious gift not to be wasted. <br />So if your out drinking, or getting high, remember to never take life for granted. "The best thing in life is life," the free gift from God.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746748-112916205763683353?l=theenglsihspot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>WanShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16538023105867224357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746748.post-1127348065839119452005-09-21T17:12:00.000-07:002005-09-21T17:14:25.843-07:00Chicken is my favorite food. Chicken noodles, fried chicken, bar-b-que chicken, chicken teriyaki, and anything that deals with chicken. I eat chicken in the morning, chicken in the evening, chicken at supper time. When chicken's on the table, I can chicken anytime. I've been eating chicken so much, I'm about to grow wings. Chicken, my favorite!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746748-112734806583911945?l=theenglsihspot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>WanShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16538023105867224357noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746748.post-1126744782246025242005-09-14T17:25:00.000-07:002005-09-14T17:39:42.250-07:00<span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> My name is, Wanes Riklon Joab. I was born in the Marshall Islands on April twentieth, nineteen eighty-five. </span><br /> <span style="font-family: georgia;">I enjoy Bar-B-Ques on the beach, boogie boarding, hanging out with friends, and meeting new faces. </span><br /> <span style="font-family: georgia;"> Now, I’m a student at Northern Marianas College.</span><br /> <span style="font-family: georgia;">I’m planning to move to Hawaii to attend the university, after this summer.</span><br /> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746748-112674478224602524?l=theenglsihspot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>WanShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16538023105867224357noreply@blogger.com2