<?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-3160306779891507079</id><updated>2012-01-25T04:44:33.057+08:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='Uncategorized'/><category term='Relationship'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>Lovezyah's Stuff</title><subtitle type='html'>its lovez sensation...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-2737843778550903421</id><published>2011-07-30T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T11:41:38.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>desolated</title><content type='html'>Just stay strong even if it crashes you down,&lt;br /&gt;Life is so complex that love sometimes can’t bind.&lt;br /&gt;Confused yet you know the answer but indeed reality hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you don’t own the world even how much you exerts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be contented even if you feel down and less.&lt;br /&gt;Coz in first place we’re blessed and God made no mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason that we might not know&lt;br /&gt;Give us lesson, courage, hope, joy, love and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situations maybe so intricate to understand&lt;br /&gt;But you need let it go and sway with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;Stop worrying, anyway it doesn’t move you anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Just keep living and take everything you can  bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, be brave have faith in your self and in God.&lt;br /&gt;Please try to take it easy. honeybun, my sweet baby&lt;br /&gt;Love yourself. Be wise, pray and ask for guidance.&lt;br /&gt;life is too short. Everything can happen in a split of a second&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-2737843778550903421?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/2737843778550903421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=2737843778550903421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/2737843778550903421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/2737843778550903421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2011/07/desolated.html' title='desolated'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-5006879895425002231</id><published>2011-02-06T15:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T11:06:27.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shush</title><content type='html'>i hate to cry but why im crying because of you&lt;br /&gt;i hate to be sad but i am so so blue&lt;br /&gt;i hate to think why you’re always  doing this&lt;br /&gt;i don’t know sometimes you think that i don’t exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i don’t belong in your world&lt;br /&gt;I feel  like i don’t fit in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? Tell me because i don’t really know&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its only me whose being true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so hard to expect and i will be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;Its too hard to hope if its not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;Its too bad to love and not be loved in the same way.&lt;br /&gt;Its too sad to think that our relationship is getting unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how to end this but i will&lt;br /&gt;I know i will be hurt but ill take it, i guess&lt;br /&gt;Knowing your happy is enough&lt;br /&gt;To show you that i love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/TU5K9yZHE1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/EoJE15pOi7Y/s1600/sad%2Blady.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" width="320" 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class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wish i can be the best &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wish... how i wish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why i am contemplating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why im whining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why am i crying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why &amp;nbsp;oh why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why there are times that i think i was being played&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why i feel like i was being ruled &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is it because im loving in a wrong way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Or is it life is just like this. full of unfairness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your not being appreciate by the one your thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your not being valued by the one you valued most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your not being cared by the one you cared about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And lastly, your not being loved by the one you dearly loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wish i can make a melody that two hearts can dance at the same time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wish i can be a wizard of cupids to strike those heart s floating in the air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wish i can make a song out of joy because im being hypnotized by the king of hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wish i can distinguished those who will last to stay in the chamber of likeness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wish.. how i wish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-8852594113954235665</id><published>2010-07-15T15:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T15:54:51.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play of mind or destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/TD68y44090I/AAAAAAAAAN4/mkgYXMlLKck/s1600/blog.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/TD68y44090I/AAAAAAAAAN4/mkgYXMlLKck/s200/blog.gif" style="cursor: move;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chasing the butterfly to land in my hand..&lt;br /&gt;but it isnt about time to have it..&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the shooting star to come..&lt;br /&gt;but it may not be coming tonight or never at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoping that there is always rainbows around&lt;br /&gt;but it seems that its a long series of rainy days&lt;br /&gt;dreaming about fairytale stories and scripts&lt;br /&gt;but it isn't always "happily ever after" endings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this just a play of mind..?&lt;br /&gt;or is this the real plot of my life story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i dreaming?&lt;br /&gt;or its just an imagination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im making a wordplay in a real world,&lt;br /&gt;or this can be true i know im not mislead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes butterflies comes unnoticed..&lt;br /&gt;that i dont have to chase,&lt;br /&gt;shooting star to fall for me to see it&lt;br /&gt;that i dont have to wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain brings a good blossom&lt;br /&gt;and rainbow will be there soon, &lt;br /&gt;i am awake. its real! i don't have to deny it&lt;br /&gt;that i know for sure you knocked me off my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got no right words to express it&lt;br /&gt;but through this hope you appreciate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;thanks for putting colors in my life..in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo honeybun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-8852594113954235665?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/8852594113954235665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=8852594113954235665&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/8852594113954235665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Happy Life Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life; not so much by what happens to you as by the way your mind looks at what happens.Circumstances and situations do color life but you have been given the mind to choose what the color shall be.-John Homer Miller&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;How far you go in life depends on your being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving, and tolerant of the weak and strong. Because someday in your life you will have been all of these.-George Washington Carver&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Challenges come so we can grow and be prepared for things we are not equipped to handle now. When we face our challenges with faith, prepared to learn, willing to make changes, and if necessary, to let go, we are demanding our power be turned on.-Iyanla Vanzant&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&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/3160306779891507079-1739263661905811632?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/1739263661905811632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=1739263661905811632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/1739263661905811632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/1739263661905811632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-life-quotes_14.html' title='Happy Life Quotes'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-5368564580053094164</id><published>2010-01-27T16:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Finding and losing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/S1_7_XV3uNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/RfLgvghVRG0/s1600-h/sad5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/S1_7_XV3uNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/RfLgvghVRG0/s320/sad5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431336741648185554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found myself reading your letter today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I smiled and i cried at the same time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will i still fight for you or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will i still cherish the memories we had?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found myself trying to contact your cp numbers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i think if i will call you, will it be matters?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will you answer my call and say hi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or if you recognize my voice will u say hi and bye?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found myself looking at your picture with her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And im  too confused that i don’t know what to feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If this is still the feeling of love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or is this the feeling of losing my love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found myself saying a prayer for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That no matter what, you will end up happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if we will meet each other again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope that day will never end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m losing my self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will you find me or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im losing you in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will you come back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im losing the feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will it still go back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im losing you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is this what you want me to do....????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-5368564580053094164?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/5368564580053094164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=5368564580053094164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/5368564580053094164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/5368564580053094164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2010/01/finding-and-losing_27.html' title='Finding and losing'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/S1_7_XV3uNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/RfLgvghVRG0/s72-c/sad5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-3680580762920236358</id><published>2009-12-29T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The Dreamer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SzmwuEC1qtI/AAAAAAAAAMI/FL4RPnVk-rg/s1600-h/sleeping+lady.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SzmwuEC1qtI/AAAAAAAAAMI/FL4RPnVk-rg/s320/sleeping+lady.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420557931923221202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;I don’t know what to start&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;Is this love or is this illusion?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;But i call it as a best dream&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;Its like a real magical feeling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;I’m not obsessed I might say,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;But you make my day so gay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;Staring to your picture most often,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;And oh I really love to hear your name.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;When i think about something like destiny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;Why the picture in my mind is you and me??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;Trying to hide my feelings makes me sick&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;Especially when you’re beside me, gets me weak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;Wishes are free as they said so ill keep wishing,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;That one day you’re holding my heart instead of hers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;That one day you will feel the same way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 17px; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: center; "&gt;As i dream of you loving me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-3680580762920236358?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/3680580762920236358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=3680580762920236358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/3680580762920236358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/3680580762920236358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/12/dreamer.html' title='The Dreamer'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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charice'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-652932736260642795</id><published>2009-05-15T14:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>calls of affinity</title><content type='html'>sugarcane,honey bunch&lt;br /&gt;sweetie pie, your an apple in my eye&lt;br /&gt;honeybunny,oh my dairy&lt;br /&gt;brownsugar, and my sweet and sour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh my pumpkin and my darling&lt;br /&gt;loveydovey,sweetie baby&lt;br /&gt;dear,sweetheart and my cuppcake&lt;br /&gt;your truly a honey, my milkshake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my teddybear who always there&lt;br /&gt;my precious,one and only  love &lt;br /&gt;my heaven, my dream and everything&lt;br /&gt;my life and my destiny..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-652932736260642795?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/652932736260642795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=652932736260642795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/652932736260642795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/652932736260642795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/05/calls-of-affinity.html' title='calls of affinity'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-2355013233071080527</id><published>2009-03-17T15:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold cold heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/Sb9OsvKXipI/AAAAAAAAALo/sRVUIFxc9Jk/s1600-h/cod+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/Sb9OsvKXipI/AAAAAAAAALo/sRVUIFxc9Jk/s320/cod+heart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314052615801637522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s cold outside brought by the snow,&lt;br /&gt;Just like my cold cold heart full of sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;It’s too late but yet I’m still awake,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to avoid you in my mind, makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re taking me forgranted always,&lt;br /&gt;I know that but I still keep myself a fool,&lt;br /&gt;I  love you against anything, oh boy,&lt;br /&gt;Until that I didn’t love my own self- my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that my hardwork and sacrifices are nothing,&lt;br /&gt;Because you just mind yourself, that’s what you always claim,&lt;br /&gt;I’m wrong to myself in loving you, loving you in vain&lt;br /&gt;The love that I’m waiting never happened and never came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh please! Sunrise give me warm breeze,&lt;br /&gt;To my cold cold heart that I think will not cease,&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to walk away one day from you and I’ll try to forget,&lt;br /&gt;The love and the memories that once we’ve shared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-2355013233071080527?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/2355013233071080527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=2355013233071080527&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/2355013233071080527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/2355013233071080527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/03/cold-cold-heart_17.html' title='cold cold heart'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/Sb9OsvKXipI/AAAAAAAAALo/sRVUIFxc9Jk/s72-c/cod+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-6651454395587909874</id><published>2009-03-08T19:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the ugly side of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SbOu4rZv1vI/AAAAAAAAALg/GrJ9lcRDG1Q/s1600-h/fired+cupid.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SbOu4rZv1vI/AAAAAAAAALg/GrJ9lcRDG1Q/s320/fired+cupid.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310780674346571506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it’s gonna be the last day for both of us&lt;br /&gt;We decided not to be as what we are used to be&lt;br /&gt;We have struggle so much not to end &lt;br /&gt;But our minds and our hearts break and mend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have our own reasons..&lt;br /&gt;We have our own priorities..&lt;br /&gt;We can’t no longer heard the word “WE”&lt;br /&gt;But to argue and say “how about me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not good anymore to hurt each other’s heart&lt;br /&gt;It’s too bad to see us fighting back..&lt;br /&gt;We fight as an enemy, ranging revenge&lt;br /&gt;We hurt each other’s ego. Where’s respect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted not to give up on our dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Even if it will cause so much pain&lt;br /&gt;But you wanted to get  away from me&lt;br /&gt;I’ll let you go. I’ll set you free..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day we gonna met again&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that time we are finally happy&lt;br /&gt;Even if we don’t share as lovers&lt;br /&gt;But we are friends and we cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is no chance to see you anymore&lt;br /&gt;I will utter a prayer to see you in heaven&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that time you will feel my love&lt;br /&gt;Maybe..Maybe that time you will love me again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, all i can do is to hope for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;If you found happiness to her then go for it&lt;br /&gt;I will be happy sooner or later don’t worry&lt;br /&gt; you’re the reason behind, right now I’m lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you the best...in everything&lt;br /&gt;Don’t look back if you don't love me anymore &lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna be okay and everything is under control&lt;br /&gt;There’s God beside me ready to catch me when i fall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-6651454395587909874?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/6651454395587909874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=6651454395587909874&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/6651454395587909874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/6651454395587909874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/03/ugly-side-of-love_08.html' title='the ugly side of love'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SbOu4rZv1vI/AAAAAAAAALg/GrJ9lcRDG1Q/s72-c/fired+cupid.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-4171959061630318497</id><published>2009-03-03T15:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unanswered..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaziLiDOtwI/AAAAAAAAALY/CnuHSXcTAKo/s1600-h/fash+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaziLiDOtwI/AAAAAAAAALY/CnuHSXcTAKo/s320/fash+love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308866748509763330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lost in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;So happy with your smiles&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you happy with me&lt;br /&gt;I want you to feel that, as same with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said you love me but you got doubts,&lt;br /&gt;I said be patient, right time will come.&lt;br /&gt;You have to trust me as you mention usually,&lt;br /&gt;I replied. I need faithfulness and your loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t treat you as my knight and shining armour&lt;br /&gt;Not only as my lover, perfect friend and but as mentor.&lt;br /&gt;We laughed, we cried, we break up and we make up.&lt;br /&gt;We don’t care to as long as we feel the mode of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you just said today,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can’t make you happy,&lt;br /&gt;And all you mean is to set me free.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know why you give up and just tell “I’m sorry”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me to leave you?&lt;br /&gt;Do want me to forget you?&lt;br /&gt;But did you ever feel the love that I offered?&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever see the happiness through my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the start of the finale of our sad love story?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-4171959061630318497?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/4171959061630318497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=4171959061630318497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/4171959061630318497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/4171959061630318497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/03/unanswered.html' title='unanswered..'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaziLiDOtwI/AAAAAAAAALY/CnuHSXcTAKo/s72-c/fash+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-150789803024635308</id><published>2009-02-26T15:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>///d!sturb!a///</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaZKBpdhE_I/AAAAAAAAALQ/zQ63fWdoVG8/s1600-h/Strength_by_anchica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaZKBpdhE_I/AAAAAAAAALQ/zQ63fWdoVG8/s320/Strength_by_anchica.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307010603072689138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can’t park myself well,&lt;br /&gt;Mind spinning and runs like a wheel.&lt;br /&gt;Its midnight, yet I can’t sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts are rough and in too deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m lying in the bed of nails,&lt;br /&gt;I’m sad feels like nobody cares,&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to close my eyes? &lt;br /&gt;Do I have to dream another lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, Love comes and goes.&lt;br /&gt;After you have loved and torn apart,&lt;br /&gt; Another chance again that someone will knock.&lt;br /&gt;The same cycle and ending up with broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning is coming, yet  too long to wait&lt;br /&gt;Mr Right is hard to find. Is it my fate?&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to love again and cry?&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to believe another set of lies?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-150789803024635308?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/150789803024635308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=150789803024635308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/150789803024635308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/150789803024635308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/02/dsturba_25.html' title='///d!sturb!a///'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaZKBpdhE_I/AAAAAAAAALQ/zQ63fWdoVG8/s72-c/Strength_by_anchica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-4454929299541799721</id><published>2009-02-24T11:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>epitome of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaN2-_GWERI/AAAAAAAAAK4/U2NdF_ujKgY/s1600-h/ako.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaN2-_GWERI/AAAAAAAAAK4/U2NdF_ujKgY/s320/ako.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306215610434588946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you.&lt;br /&gt;Day and night and in everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;Every second, every tick of the clock&lt;br /&gt;I see your face, now I’m stucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding answers to these questions is hard,&lt;br /&gt;Lost in my shoes, and dipped in the ground.&lt;br /&gt;No angel or devil could give me reasons,&lt;br /&gt;I’m so paranoid, my veins are poisoned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were here by my side,&lt;br /&gt;Hold my hand and keep me alive.&lt;br /&gt;Too much word that I’ve said&lt;br /&gt;So I could be with you, I’ll just lay on my bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-4454929299541799721?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/4454929299541799721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=4454929299541799721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/4454929299541799721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/4454929299541799721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/02/epitome-of-love_23.html' title='epitome of love'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaN2-_GWERI/AAAAAAAAAK4/U2NdF_ujKgY/s72-c/ako.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-186888807243455994</id><published>2009-02-24T11:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please tell me*v*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaNvhTcU0hI/AAAAAAAAAKw/cbjgvqFisqM/s1600-h/KYUT.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaNvhTcU0hI/AAAAAAAAAKw/cbjgvqFisqM/s320/KYUT.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306207403918021138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;   And I’ll give it to you. &lt;br /&gt;Tell me what makes you smile,&lt;br /&gt;    I’ll sing if you wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what makes you laugh&lt;br /&gt;    And I’ll laugh with you.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me things,&lt;br /&gt;   I’ll do it for you, it’s true.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if i make your world goes round,&lt;br /&gt;    Just tell me and so I wouldn’t  wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if you don’t love me,&lt;br /&gt;           Got no choice. I’ll let you go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-186888807243455994?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/186888807243455994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=186888807243455994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/186888807243455994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/186888807243455994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/02/please-tell-mev.html' title='please tell me*v*'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaNvhTcU0hI/AAAAAAAAAKw/cbjgvqFisqM/s72-c/KYUT.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-1155649447633011808</id><published>2009-02-23T10:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its time to say goodbye..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaIPO_LlDxI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1anDmNKuFWY/s1600-h/absent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaIPO_LlDxI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1anDmNKuFWY/s320/absent.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305820061148450578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this time &lt;br /&gt;its a time to say goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i could turn back time&lt;br /&gt;if i could make you happy&lt;br /&gt;if i could make a way to let you stay&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, its not the right time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the moon will still smile to us&lt;br /&gt;if  the stars will still shine unto us&lt;br /&gt;if we will have that the same rhyme&lt;br /&gt;i guess its not yet the right time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said you love me eternally&lt;br /&gt;But you left me alone so easy&lt;br /&gt;You said forever we will be&lt;br /&gt;Promised that i will be your one and only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go away if you don’t feel the same as before&lt;br /&gt;Don’t go back for i am not waiting for you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever say “ i love you”.&lt;br /&gt;If you just wanna say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this time..&lt;br /&gt;I’ll say goodbye for love that we had&lt;br /&gt;I’ll no longer turn back to our treasured past&lt;br /&gt;it’s time to say goodbye for the love that didn’t last..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-1155649447633011808?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/1155649447633011808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=1155649447633011808&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/1155649447633011808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/1155649447633011808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-time-to-say-goodbye_22.html' title='its time to say goodbye..'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaIPO_LlDxI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1anDmNKuFWY/s72-c/absent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-8717507492679653223</id><published>2009-02-23T03:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melancholia..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaGvE7_KNnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/v5kR7bPOn9M/s1600-h/Melancholia397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaGvE7_KNnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/v5kR7bPOn9M/s320/Melancholia397.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305714335376094834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunshine on the winter.&lt;br /&gt;Warm breeze on the coldest nights.&lt;br /&gt;Comfort to those who grief.&lt;br /&gt;A joyful soul to those who weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy to those who are forsaken.&lt;br /&gt;Home to the hearts being abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;Smile to the face chained of fears.&lt;br /&gt;Embraced to the unwanted being,&lt;br /&gt;Human uplifted to inhumane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guidance to those who are astray,&lt;br /&gt;Meek, lowly and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Shine to them and make them blessed,&lt;br /&gt;Rescue those who woe and those who are in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send love to those hearts that are broken.&lt;br /&gt;Peace of mind to those in the midst of chaotic thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Bring joy to the sad tale of misery and grief.&lt;br /&gt;Give them rest, happiness and relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sick to this world,&lt;br /&gt;Full of darkness, full of emptiness&lt;br /&gt;Lost in spirit, a missing soul&lt;br /&gt;Alone, broken, abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the tune of Claire de lune,&lt;br /&gt;Let them not accept the face of death.&lt;br /&gt;Tired the battle of life and wants to end.&lt;br /&gt;Please let it rain....oh please.&lt;br /&gt;Not to drop a tear  but to send a heaven’s kiss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-8717507492679653223?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/8717507492679653223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=8717507492679653223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/8717507492679653223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/8717507492679653223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/02/melancholia_22.html' title='melancholia..'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SaGvE7_KNnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/v5kR7bPOn9M/s72-c/Melancholia397.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-7833422084645679726</id><published>2009-02-09T14:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on valentines day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SY_Y8eoJ30I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DNFiy5cBhfY/s1600-h/257-love-is-a-flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SY_Y8eoJ30I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DNFiy5cBhfY/s320/257-love-is-a-flower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300693819963596610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light is still shinning..Waiting&lt;br /&gt;Like the stars up above the sky&lt;br /&gt;Like the wind the blows anytime&lt;br /&gt;The time is still running...hoping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its so hard to think were over&lt;br /&gt;We have shared a lot of things together..&lt;br /&gt;But here we are as friends ...not as lovers&lt;br /&gt;This is the end..Heartaches that will takes forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, it will be Valentine’s Day.&lt;br /&gt;i wish you the best and be happy..&lt;br /&gt;too hard to take the journey of letting go..&lt;br /&gt;walking to a different roads of life full of sorrow.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you but our time isn’t now&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow or maybe never..&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you are also looking at our past..&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out why our love didn’t last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to celebrate the hearts day if you are heartbroken&lt;br /&gt;You’re just making it too hard for you.. Makes you insane.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it isn’t as happily ever after story..&lt;br /&gt;I’m not dreaming. But still its fantasy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment,  I’m saying your words to myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my love.. Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;You will forget me as time passes by&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be sad.ohh please don’t cry.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.. I’m sorry but I have to say goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me dream again&lt;br /&gt;Let me wish to the shooting star&lt;br /&gt;I’m hoping. I’m waiting and praying&lt;br /&gt;That tomorrow the cupid will strikes our hearts again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-7833422084645679726?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/7833422084645679726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=7833422084645679726&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/7833422084645679726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/7833422084645679726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-valentines-day_08.html' title='on valentines day..'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SY_Y8eoJ30I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DNFiy5cBhfY/s72-c/257-love-is-a-flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-8533039203270911799</id><published>2009-01-23T17:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unfounded</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SXmXD0hjibI/AAAAAAAAAKA/88mlFnMgppQ/s1600-h/LTF_MuChAs_pReGuNtAs_by_deadlybuterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SXmXD0hjibI/AAAAAAAAAKA/88mlFnMgppQ/s320/LTF_MuChAs_pReGuNtAs_by_deadlybuterfly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294428928845515186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are my sweet sunshine in the midst of winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the finale to the endless road of &lt;br /&gt;eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the magical existence i could imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are my light in the middle row  of my darkness journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the grotesque key to my heart and my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the reason for everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are my life if i'm lifeless sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you teach me to hold on and never give up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; but that was before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the great man i believe is just like a fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out to  disastrous conclusion of a love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me say in a reverse way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you send snow storm to ruin my pleasant day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eternal love that we just started and we easily ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you lite the candle but you  blow it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the weird,crass and dumb. naive ass ive ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;key is nothing if got no lock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the reason to my wildness thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you let me embrace the face of death..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, ill give up on you..&lt;br /&gt;ill let you go.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont mind to find me,&lt;br /&gt;because my spirit will be with you always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the death of my heart makes me alive..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-8533039203270911799?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/8533039203270911799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=8533039203270911799&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/8533039203270911799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/8533039203270911799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/01/unfounded.html' title='unfounded'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SXmXD0hjibI/AAAAAAAAAKA/88mlFnMgppQ/s72-c/LTF_MuChAs_pReGuNtAs_by_deadlybuterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-2365499474100529062</id><published>2009-01-20T16:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nocturia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SXWKdxTfMFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uwqAJE-Ovys/s1600-h/Friend_by_danka08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SXWKdxTfMFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uwqAJE-Ovys/s320/Friend_by_danka08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293289181099798610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna wake up in the morning hugging you..&lt;br /&gt;kiss you on my lips&lt;br /&gt;smells you ..&lt;br /&gt;touch you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont get mad  if i didnt slept with you last night&lt;br /&gt;party and hang out with friends on city lights&lt;br /&gt;i know you'll understand me. yeah know..&lt;br /&gt;because you cant leave me my dear sweetie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i cant control my temper &lt;br /&gt;pms again oh shoot i hate it&lt;br /&gt;but i slapped you and kicked you already.&lt;br /&gt;ohh  so sorry my dear my baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i like you most is the time when im always crying&lt;br /&gt;youre like shelter in the moments of rainy days&lt;br /&gt;gives me comfort,gives me heat&lt;br /&gt;pampers me when im weak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know youll always be there no matter what&lt;br /&gt;even how much hurt i inflicted you. still you will be there&lt;br /&gt;in time of ups and in downs ill expect you&lt;br /&gt;youre the best! you treat me as what i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish  i can make you human&lt;br /&gt;to feel what i feel..&lt;br /&gt;to love for real&lt;br /&gt;to be a friend ..&lt;br /&gt;or to be my lover..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pillow.i love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-2365499474100529062?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/2365499474100529062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=2365499474100529062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/2365499474100529062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/2365499474100529062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/01/nocturia_20.html' title='nocturia'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SXWKdxTfMFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uwqAJE-Ovys/s72-c/Friend_by_danka08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-8561451122214012708</id><published>2009-01-15T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart's rematch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SW9IBoNhDdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/feI4ICaa_QI/s1600-h/WarriorWoman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SW9IBoNhDdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/feI4ICaa_QI/s320/WarriorWoman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291527279994801618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Staring at the blue moon,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to capture the moments..&lt;br /&gt;That we been together &lt;br /&gt;In which there are stars everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired to beg to the mighty king,&lt;br /&gt;Pushing me away, i know its so mean.&lt;br /&gt;But how magical the music in the air,&lt;br /&gt;Makes rhythm to the heart. Oh so dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet as fellow and share as company,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know the reason why you made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Oh king of south, please hear my woe,&lt;br /&gt;You break my heart so easy. Don’t know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope someday i have one of a kind potion,&lt;br /&gt;That will fall and lead you back to my great mansion.&lt;br /&gt; Trying to think of what to be the best solution,&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a clever warrior raging out with her emotion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-8561451122214012708?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/8561451122214012708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=8561451122214012708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/8561451122214012708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/8561451122214012708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/01/heart-rematch.html' title='heart&amp;#39;s rematch'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SW9IBoNhDdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/feI4ICaa_QI/s72-c/WarriorWoman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-509441868885931462</id><published>2009-01-13T13:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE MY LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SWwriZZPwoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/TsV1TNr2OCw/s1600-h/luha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SWwriZZPwoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/TsV1TNr2OCw/s320/luha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290651532185813634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, I am nothing&lt;br /&gt;But for me, you means forever.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have any words to say or to explain&lt;br /&gt;But just to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you happy beside her,&lt;br /&gt;Hear you laughing with her.&lt;br /&gt;Even it takes a lifetime rainfalls&lt;br /&gt;Heartaches as endless as forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m doing the best I can to forget u&lt;br /&gt;To leave my past and move on&lt;br /&gt;But it seems you’re like a shadow &lt;br /&gt;A resounding gong and an echo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me look back again to our memories&lt;br /&gt;As sweet as sunshine, as colourful as rainbow&lt;br /&gt;To alleviate the pain deep inside&lt;br /&gt;And heartaches I’m trying to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything we had&lt;br /&gt;For the chance..&lt;br /&gt;For the love..&lt;br /&gt;And right now, thanks as a friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, even we separate our world&lt;br /&gt;You will still take a special place in me.&lt;br /&gt;You made my life happy for a moment&lt;br /&gt;Promise. I’ll find my happiness in the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope someday I can say your name without a tear&lt;br /&gt;I hope we gonna be happy as we have our partnerS&lt;br /&gt;We are not meant as lovers&lt;br /&gt;But as  friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, Goodbye doesn’t mean forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-509441868885931462?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/509441868885931462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=509441868885931462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/509441868885931462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/509441868885931462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye-my-love_12.html' title='GOODBYE MY LOVE'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SWwriZZPwoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/TsV1TNr2OCw/s72-c/luha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-8622133066282999051</id><published>2009-01-13T12:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE VERSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SWwfUrtNrWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/AvgxfdU1xX8/s1600-h/44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SWwfUrtNrWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/AvgxfdU1xX8/s320/44.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290638102443699554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my favorite line in the verse of love in the bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. &lt;br /&gt;It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.&lt;br /&gt; It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.&lt;br /&gt; Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. &lt;br /&gt;It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to read the whole verse in 1 Corinthians 13:1-13...&lt;br /&gt;its a nice message in valentines day, weddings, anniversaries,love letters, cards or simply reading it beside your beloved one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-8622133066282999051?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/8622133066282999051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=8622133066282999051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/8622133066282999051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/8622133066282999051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-verse.html' title='LOVE VERSE'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SWwfUrtNrWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/AvgxfdU1xX8/s72-c/44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-5731645805808519147</id><published>2009-01-10T17:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAINFALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SWhl4qR4uSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/681I3GkFeLY/s1600-h/kiss+me+in+the+rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SWhl4qR4uSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/681I3GkFeLY/s320/kiss+me+in+the+rain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289589786443036962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one to run ...&lt;br /&gt;no one to hide..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;alone.. &lt;br /&gt;desperate..&lt;br /&gt;down..&lt;br /&gt;rejected..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;its gonna pour again,&lt;br /&gt;just like my tears&lt;br /&gt;i cant hold them to stop..&lt;br /&gt;i cant comfort myself alone..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;you let me walk beside you&lt;br /&gt;under the rain with your umbrella&lt;br /&gt;even were complete strangers to each other..&lt;br /&gt;we started as  friends and become lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad...&lt;br /&gt;too sad &lt;br /&gt;to realize&lt;br /&gt;that we can't control anything&lt;br /&gt;even if we want to..&lt;br /&gt;just like the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is cruel..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;that never gives me a chance to stay to you &lt;br /&gt;and love you longer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to hug you&lt;br /&gt;and to kiss you..&lt;br /&gt;to spend with you my life&lt;br /&gt;to let me love you forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but here i am again&lt;br /&gt;mending,breaking ..&lt;br /&gt;holding a bunch of flowers &lt;br /&gt;on your tomb i offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is raining still..&lt;br /&gt;got no umbrella&lt;br /&gt;please just kiss me in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;so you won't see me cryin'...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-5731645805808519147?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/5731645805808519147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=5731645805808519147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/5731645805808519147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/5731645805808519147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2009/01/rainfall.html' title='RAINFALL'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SWhl4qR4uSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/681I3GkFeLY/s72-c/kiss+me+in+the+rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-7926872180801185170</id><published>2008-12-30T16:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ladies and gentlemen try to read this..hope it will help you in dealing with your relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What a girl needs most is love. What a guy needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most is respect. The most important thing for a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is her heart. For a guy its his ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give your man his own time and space. Let him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have his time for his friends, sports, family, self,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and God. The relationship will grow old quickly if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi kayong magkasama . Give him time to miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you and you'll see how he will love you more. If the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy naman is obsessed and just wants to be with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you all the time, tell him you cant respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a "puppy" for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do things differently anytime. Para kahit matagal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na kayo, there is always something fresh and new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Variety is the spice of life. Exciting baga?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Discover something you both like to do and enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it TWOgether. Doon naman sa mga bagay na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magkaiba ang hilig nyo, compliment each other by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learning about it kahit konti. If you love someone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung effort nyo to try will go a looooong way to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understanding him later pag may disagreement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray with holding hands. Sounds corny noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, but its very powerful. Pag may takot sa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diyos ang boyfriend mo, kampante ka na di ka nya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolokohin, because he knows God sees everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he does in secret. Ikaw na ang magkusa that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before you part after a date, with hold hands and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes closed, pray to God to bless you two. Believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me it's effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kailanman, di corny ang magdasal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe in "Magic" (magic ka dyan? Hehe..). Kahit di minsan practical o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walang logical na dahilan, o matrabaho, o sounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy sa iba, do sweet little things (dapat talaga ito!!!) for the one you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love kahit magmukha ka ng timang. The memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be fun to recall later in life. The corniest song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o gift o letter ang laging kabog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;True love brings out the best in each other. Find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something good in your boyfriend and nurture it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;encourage it and syempre, ENJOY it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's healthy to fight (oo naman). Doon nyo lang maaayos ang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga differences nyo at natetest ang tatag ng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationship. Doon mo rin sya makikilala ng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mabuti. Its called test of fire. Di mahalaga how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalas you fight. What matters is how often you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make bati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas nakakatakot yung relasyong sobrang perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at laging masaya. One big fight and that's it! And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diba mas kilig yung malambing na... "uy, bati na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tayo...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But don't overdo it. Kakapagod naman din na lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na lang manuyo o magsori (ouch). Choose the battles na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papatulan mo. The little issues, palampasin na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't sweat the small stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daraan sa iba't-ibang stages ang love especially&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag matagal na kayo. Grow with it. Don't expect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him to be like nung una. 'Coz like a student, di na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ituturo sa grade 6 yung lessons na pang-grade 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change WILL happen... you both will change and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your love WILL change too. It's up to you na lang if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the change will be for the better or for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is about growth. Grow with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When break up comes and it's time to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, don't doubt the love just because it didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last. May mga bagay sa buhay na di man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagtatagal, it doesn't mean di na ito totoo. Some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good things are just never meant to last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lang yon. Bless the parting and move on. (cno kaya natatamaan dito?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Expect tears, sorrow, sleepless nights and pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ika nga "it's when you hurt the worse that you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the MOST." Kung di ka willing masaktan, wag ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na lang magmahal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is a balance. And love is both holding on and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letting go. Know when to fight for your man and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when to let him go. God will guide you kung anong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapat gawin sa kung anong sitwasyon. So dapat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mataas ang signal ng langit sa cellfone ng puso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mo to know His wisdom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baduy Pero Astig Diba!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-7926872180801185170?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/7926872180801185170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=7926872180801185170&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/7926872180801185170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/7926872180801185170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/12/ladies-and-gentlemen-try-to-read-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-9192417376233320695</id><published>2008-12-14T02:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i where a boy (reply)</title><content type='html'>If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;Even just for a day&lt;br /&gt;I'd roll out of bed in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And throw on what I wanted and go&lt;br /&gt;Drink beer with the guys&lt;br /&gt;And chase after girls&lt;br /&gt;I'd kick it with who I wanted&lt;br /&gt;And I'd never get confronted for it&lt;br /&gt;Cause they'd stick up for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I think I could understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'd be a better man&lt;br /&gt;I'd listen to her&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;When you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Cause he's taking you for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a girl&lt;br /&gt;Even just for a day&lt;br /&gt;I'd get out of bed in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And take forever to get ready&lt;br /&gt;Complain to my friends&lt;br /&gt;As if they got a man&lt;br /&gt;They talk about you cause they're jealous&lt;br /&gt;And I just stay and listen to it&lt;br /&gt; (I should get rid of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a girl&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'd understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a boy&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'd be a better woman&lt;br /&gt;I'd listen to him&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't know everything&lt;br /&gt;I would always try to tell him that he needs to treat me better&lt;br /&gt;Like I don't gotta change at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a girl&lt;br /&gt;It's a little too late for you to come back&lt;br /&gt;Say it's just a mistake, think I'd forgive you like that?&lt;br /&gt;(I don't)If you thought&lt;br /&gt;I would wait for you,&lt;br /&gt;You thought wrong (I did wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're just a boy&lt;br /&gt;And you're just a girl&lt;br /&gt;You don't understand&lt;br /&gt;No you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl someday&lt;br /&gt;You wish you were a better man&lt;br /&gt;You don't listen to her&lt;br /&gt;And you don't listen to him&lt;br /&gt;You don't care how it hurts&lt;br /&gt; (you don't care how I feel)&lt;br /&gt;Until you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Cause he's taking you for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're just a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're just a girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-9192417376233320695?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/9192417376233320695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=9192417376233320695&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/9192417376233320695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/9192417376233320695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-i-where-boy-reply_13.html' title='if i where a boy (reply)'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-1758520519793893671</id><published>2008-12-14T02:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i were a boy by beyonce(lyrics)</title><content type='html'>If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;Even just for a day&lt;br /&gt;I’d roll outta &lt;a class="kLink" oncontextmenu="return false;" id="KonaLink3" onmouseover="adlinkMouseOver(event,this,3);" style="POSITION: static; TEXT-DECORATION: underline! important" onclick="adlinkMouseClick(event,this,3);" onmouseout="adlinkMouseOut(event,this,3);" href="http://justjared.buzznet.com/2008/10/08/beyonce-if-i-were-a-boy-lyrics/#" target="_top"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt; in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And throw on what I wanted then go&lt;br /&gt;Drink &lt;a class="kLink" oncontextmenu="return false;" id="KonaLink4" onmouseover="adlinkMouseOver(event,this,4);" style="POSITION: static; TEXT-DECORATION: underline! important" onclick="adlinkMouseClick(event,this,4);" onmouseout="adlinkMouseOut(event,this,4);" href="http://justjared.buzznet.com/2008/10/08/beyonce-if-i-were-a-boy-lyrics/#" target="_top"&gt;beer&lt;/a&gt; with the guysAnd chase after girls&lt;br /&gt;I’d kick it with who I wated&lt;br /&gt;And I’d never get confronted for it.&lt;br /&gt;Cause they’d stick up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I think I could understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;br /&gt;I swear I’d be a better man.&lt;br /&gt;I’d listen to her&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;When you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Cause he’s taken you for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I could turn off my &lt;a class="kLink" oncontextmenu="return false;" id="KonaLink5" onmouseover="adlinkMouseOver(event,this,5);" style="POSITION: static; TEXT-DECORATION: underline! important" onclick="adlinkMouseClick(event,this,5);" onmouseout="adlinkMouseOut(event,this,5);" href="http://justjared.buzznet.com/2008/10/08/beyonce-if-i-were-a-boy-lyrics/#" target="_top"&gt;phone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell evveryone it’s broken&lt;br /&gt;So they’d think that I was sleepin’ alone&lt;br /&gt;I’d put myself first&lt;br /&gt;And make the rules as I go&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that she’d be faithful&lt;br /&gt;Waitin’ for me to come home (to come home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a little too late for you to come back&lt;br /&gt;Say its just a mistake&lt;br /&gt;Think I’d forgive you like that&lt;br /&gt;If you thought I would wait for youYou thought wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you’re just a boy&lt;br /&gt;You don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl someday&lt;br /&gt;You wish you were a better man&lt;br /&gt;You don’t listen to her&lt;br /&gt;You don’t care how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Until you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’ve taken her for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you have got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you’re just a boy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-1758520519793893671?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/1758520519793893671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=1758520519793893671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/1758520519793893671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/1758520519793893671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-i-were-boy-by-beyoncelyrics.html' title='if i were a boy by beyonce(lyrics)'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-1851117562680980589</id><published>2008-12-13T17:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed up</title><content type='html'>A windy afternoon a flash on my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking far away as if he was there watching. .&lt;br /&gt;I’m all alone as I sitting down under my secret tree. The ambience was soothing..&lt;br /&gt;I gazed up the sky watching the clouds that hovers the sun, and the sky so blue with the wind touches my face.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. what a beautiful feeling.. I surrounded by such beautiful flowers as they blown by great air.&lt;br /&gt;The trees and bushes were green full of life.. the humming of birds that gave music to my ear.&lt;br /&gt;Oh GOD thank you, life has is wonderful, your creation is so perfect. I stare, feel and hear your magnificent works oh God.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help, but to smile and i think I’m in paradise. ..&lt;br /&gt;The moment was so perfect, the feeling of wellness I felt.&lt;br /&gt;I glanced back but nobody was with me, I can’t share my happiness, I can’t share the experience I felt.&lt;br /&gt;I only saw a shadow but it is only my own image.&lt;br /&gt;The emptiness started to change the fullness of my heart; a silent cry I uttered then said..&lt;br /&gt;I’m all alone.&lt;br /&gt;Tears roll down.. I just let it dry by the softly blown wind..&lt;br /&gt;I only imagine that if someone was there he already wiped my tears,&lt;br /&gt;gives his shoulder to cry on with comforting words to share with,&lt;br /&gt;but no one was there.&lt;br /&gt;I was so silent, tired of thinking something.&lt;br /&gt;the smile that traced out on my face before was turned out into an ugly pity appearance.&lt;br /&gt;I stared for a long time on that angle hoping that he was standing and watching me.&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little bit happy with that scene if ever it will gonna happen, but a cruel life I have.&lt;br /&gt;I look up that area again and I saw a man holding a beautiful lady,&lt;br /&gt;they were so sweet.. they made me jealous,&lt;br /&gt;they are happy... they made me sad,&lt;br /&gt;they laugh and converse aloud..they made me silent.&lt;br /&gt;How sad the feeling I said, I cry sobbing with much tears,&lt;br /&gt;I glanced back the picture was so true, it is not an imagination, its real..&lt;br /&gt;they met on that area unaware that somebody was looking out,&lt;br /&gt;it was me who patiently waiting for them, to see the clearer view how true the rumors was.&lt;br /&gt;im so naive, meek ..im really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I realize as I look them I already found myself,..I will never be mute and deaf again ..&lt;br /&gt;even they walk away, I was still there on my spot thinking how sad my love story was.&lt;br /&gt;I love him today but maybe not tomorrow..I love him but somebody deserves him and maybe we were destined to fall apart. Heavenly Father will send a right prince in the future..&lt;br /&gt;I will never be with my shadow again ...but a partner hand in hand as we lay down the grasses and gaze up the sky ..&lt;br /&gt;– I smile again trying to forget.. MY FIRST BROKEN HEART.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-1851117562680980589?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/1851117562680980589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=1851117562680980589&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/1851117562680980589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/1851117562680980589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/12/mixed-up.html' title='mixed up'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-383582103134300753</id><published>2008-11-05T16:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what lovez yah means</title><content type='html'>try this guys..its so cool .Tells about your name's hidden meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no harm to try ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WHAT LOVEZ YAH MEANS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You are very hyper. You never slow down, even when it's killing you.You're the type of person who can be a workaholic during the day... and still have the energy to party all night.Your energy is definitely a magnet for those around you. People are addicted to your vibe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You are incredibly wise and perceptive. You have a lot of life experience.You are a natural peacemaker, and you are especially good at helping others get along.But keeping the peace in your own life is not easy. You see things very differently, and it's hard to get you to budge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic “Type A” personality.You are truly an original person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Am i? Hmmmm.. its too good to be true,ryt?.well thanks, its more on positive descriptions it gives me a cheer for my ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-383582103134300753?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/383582103134300753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=383582103134300753&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/383582103134300753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/383582103134300753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-lovez-yah-means_05.html' title='what lovez yah means'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-255652077363131999</id><published>2008-11-05T02:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>starts in you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;here's a good article i came across about finding someone in your life. To be consider as your mate and a relationship to treasure in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;let me share to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Journey of Finding a Relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Our Relationship Choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Before we embark upon the journey of finding the relationship that is right for us, we may want to take the opportunity to refine our concept of who we are and our ideas of what we want from life. That way, we are clearer on the kind of person we want to attract into our lives. Part of the journey of finding a mate is learning how to become our own mate. When we can learn to meet our needs without relying on someone else to complete us, we don’t have to form relationships from the space of needing our emptiness to be filled. We can also discover our intrinsic value, separate from what someone else might be reflecting back to us. Getting to know who we are and learning to love ourselves creates a solid foundation of self that we can bring to any relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We are fortunate to live in a time when relationships can unfold at a pace that is right for us and take unique forms. Friendship, dating, open relationships, long term relationships, long distance relationships, or committed relationships — we are free to choose the kind of relationships that we want. If you want to be in relationship, but haven’t found the right one for you, remember that the universe works in perfect order and, therefore, right now your life is unfolding exactly as it is meant to be. Maybe all this time has been part of your preparation period for meeting your intended partner. Even the relationships in our lives that haven’t worked out as we had hoped serve us by teaching us to make better choices in our next relationships. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Finding the relationship we want can come early or later in life. It may even happen again and again in one lifetime. There is no right or wrong for how to find a relationship nor is there a timeline that you have to follow. Follow your heart, listen to your inner voice, continue to become your own soul mate, and stay open to love. The journey of finding the right relationship begins with being in right relationship with yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-255652077363131999?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/255652077363131999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=255652077363131999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/255652077363131999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/255652077363131999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/11/starts-in-you.html' title='starts in you..'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-3025187816607071745</id><published>2008-10-29T15:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love will find a way to be happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;love hurts...&lt;br /&gt;love is blind...&lt;br /&gt;love is foolish thing you can imagine..&lt;br /&gt;heartaches...&lt;br /&gt;heartbreaks...&lt;br /&gt;and if true love and soulmate exists?&lt;br /&gt;the only reason i believe in love ryt now ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SQgWTpqZyOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/UJT1N_GIZhU/s1600-h/tinkerbell23.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262480691439454434" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 176px; height: 216px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SQgWTpqZyOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/UJT1N_GIZhU/s320/tinkerbell23.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the love of God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past is past as they say&lt;br /&gt;but past has something to do with your present&lt;br /&gt;or even in the future&lt;br /&gt;it happened for a reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that we doesnt know exactly why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we hope that someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will send a perfect match for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who will love us in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who will love us forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only thank God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for showing me what unconditional love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that it is better to love from a distance&lt;br /&gt;othertimes, it means letting go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-3025187816607071745?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/3025187816607071745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=3025187816607071745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/3025187816607071745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/3025187816607071745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-will-find-way-to-be-happy.html' title='Love will find a way to be happy'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SQgWTpqZyOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/UJT1N_GIZhU/s72-c/tinkerbell23.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-3069114667641859164</id><published>2008-10-18T03:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Just another qoutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;IF WE CANNOT LOVE THE PERSON WHOM WE SEE,... HOW CAN WE LOVE GOD,WHOM WE CANNOT SEE ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#003333;"&gt;IF YOU START JUDGING PEOPLE YOU WILL BE HAVING NO TIME TO LOVE THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;IF YOU WIN YOU NEED NOT EXPLAIN .......... BUT IF YOU LOSE YOU SHOULD&lt;br /&gt;NOT BE THERE TO EXPLAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;IF SOMEONE FEELS THAT THEY HAD NEVER MADE A MISTAKE IN THEIR LIFE,THEN IT MEANS THEY HAD NEVER TRIED A NEW THING IN THEIR LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'M NOT IN COMPETITION WITH ANYBODY BUT MYSELF...... .... MY GOAL IS TO BEAT MY LAST PERFORMANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DON'T COMPARE YOURSELF WITH ANYONE IN THIS WORLD....... IF YOU DO SO, YOU ARE INSULTING YOURSELF&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEVER EXPLAIN YOURSELF TO ANYONE...... .BECAUSE THE PERSON WHO LIKES YOU DOES NOT NEED IT.........AND THE PERSON WHO DISLIKES YOU WON'T BELIEVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;THE DREAM IS NOT WHAT YOU SEE IN SLEEP......DREAM IS WHICH DOES NOT LET YOU SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NO MAN IS RICH ENOUGH TO BUY HIS PAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;IF YOU WANT REAL PEACE,.... DON'T TALK TO YOUR FRIENDS,...TALK WITH YOUR ENEMIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WINNING DOESN'T ALWAYS MEAN BEING FIRST,..... WINNING MEANS YOU'RE DOING BETTER THAN YOU'VE DONE BEFORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;EVERYONE THINKS OF CHANGING THE WORLD,...... . BUT NO ONE THINKS OF CHANGING HIMSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I WILL NOT SAY I FAILED 1000 TIMES,...... .. I WILL SAY THAT I DISCOVERED&lt;br /&gt;THERE ARE 1000 WAYS THAT CAN CAUSE FAILURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NEVER BREAK FOUR THINGS IN YOUR LIFE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a) TRUST,&lt;br /&gt;b) PROMISE,&lt;br /&gt;c) RELATIONSHIP and&lt;br /&gt;d) HEART BECAUSE WHEN THEY BREAK THEY DON'T MAKE NOISE BUT PAIN A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IN A DAY, WHEN YOU DON'T COME ACROSS ANY PROBLEMS YOU CAN BE SURE THAT YOU ARE TRAVELLING IN A WRONG PATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THREE SENTENCES FOR GETTING SUCCESS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) KNOW MORE THAN OTHER&lt;br /&gt;B) WORK MORE THAN OTHER&lt;br /&gt;C) EXPECT LESS THAN OTHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LOVE YOUR JOB BUT NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH YOUR COMPANY BECAUSE YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN IT STOPS LOVING YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-3069114667641859164?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/3069114667641859164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=3069114667641859164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/3069114667641859164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/3069114667641859164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-another-qoutes_17.html' title='Just another qoutes'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-7623338936392053147</id><published>2008-10-03T05:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>My special day also the worst day in my past</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SOU8myeQJKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/k-FqP2qga5Y/s1600-h/sad+lady.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252671177478907042" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 309px; height: 222px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SOU8myeQJKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/k-FqP2qga5Y/s320/sad+lady.bmp" width="284" border="0" height="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im away from my family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im away from my friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im away from the person i used to love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't help it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my tears keeps rolling down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;silence makes me deaf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mind keeps me confuse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on my special day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and our special day too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but that was before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet, this is my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day you said goodbye..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy birthday too, my friend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-7623338936392053147?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/7623338936392053147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=7623338936392053147&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/7623338936392053147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/7623338936392053147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-special-day-also-worst-day-in-my.html' title='My special day also the worst day in my past'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SOU8myeQJKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/k-FqP2qga5Y/s72-c/sad+lady.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-284087424465338445</id><published>2008-09-28T12:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST LOVE  ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just love me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;ohh please &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i beg you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SN8U9yJcxcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/mZvVqXqu6Y4/s1600-h/drf_sad-angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250938742203270594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SN8U9yJcxcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/mZvVqXqu6Y4/s320/drf_sad-angel.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;just love me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i wanna make you happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;please love me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i wanna be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;please love me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i want spend my life with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;just love me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i will do everything for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;JUSt LOVE ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;can't you hear my scream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;can't you feel my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;can't you imagine i'm blind, i'm mute,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i'm deaf, i'm soo stupid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;because of you.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;you who doesn't care and love me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;why you cant love me the way i do..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;why you cant touch me the way it should be.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;why you cant spend time to look into my eyes..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;that im crying ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;that im pleading...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;begging you please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;JUST LOVE ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;and i will breathe again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i know its insane...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;its stupid thats i claim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;your an attached program of my brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;which keeping me to think you all over again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;JUST LOVE ME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;and i will smile again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-284087424465338445?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/284087424465338445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=284087424465338445&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/284087424465338445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/284087424465338445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-love-me_27.html' title='JUST LOVE  ME'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SN8U9yJcxcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/mZvVqXqu6Y4/s72-c/drf_sad-angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-4531114147454335282</id><published>2008-09-25T05:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:32.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Thought for today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SNqyLCVhljI/AAAAAAAAAIo/opi7-Fb9Slo/s1600-h/th_f5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SNqyLCVhljI/AAAAAAAAAIo/opi7-Fb9Slo/s320/th_f5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249704218329191986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" title="Join our Group FunAndFunOnly (www.FunAndFunOnly.net) - SridhaR" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/fun_and_fun_only"&gt;Don´t shy away from challenges ... facing them is the only way you can improve.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" title="Join our Group FunAndFunOnly (www.FunAndFunOnly.net) - SridhaR" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/fun_and_fun_only"&gt;Look inside for your strength, then share that strength with others.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" title="Join our Group FunAndFunOnly (www.FunAndFunOnly.net) - SridhaR" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/fun_and_fun_only"&gt;Always maintain your sense of humor, share it with others when things get too intense.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" title="Join our Group FunAndFunOnly (www.FunAndFunOnly.net) - SridhaR" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/fun_and_fun_only"&gt;Make the play first, then decide if it was impossible.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" title="Join our Group FunAndFunOnly (www.FunAndFunOnly.net) - SridhaR" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/fun_and_fun_only"&gt;Admit your mistakes. It shows character and inner strength.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" title="Join our Group FunAndFunOnly (www.FunAndFunOnly.net) - SridhaR" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/fun_and_fun_only"&gt;Remember, loyalty is a two-way street.&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/3160306779891507079-4531114147454335282?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/4531114147454335282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=4531114147454335282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/4531114147454335282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/4531114147454335282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/09/thought-for-today_24.html' title='Thought for today'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SNqyLCVhljI/AAAAAAAAAIo/opi7-Fb9Slo/s72-c/th_f5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-3091866195185336894</id><published>2008-09-20T11:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>What Love Can Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SNRwOTtWEWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/G101wDaFeHw/s1600-h/257-love-is-a-flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247942856904413538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SNRwOTtWEWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/G101wDaFeHw/s320/257-love-is-a-flower.jpg" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sometimes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love scars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love wounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love ruins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love destroys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love kills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but on the other hand,&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;love respects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;love shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;love cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;love understands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;love believes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;love loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-3091866195185336894?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/3091866195185336894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=3091866195185336894&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/3091866195185336894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/3091866195185336894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-love-can-do.html' title='What Love Can Do'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SNRwOTtWEWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/G101wDaFeHw/s72-c/257-love-is-a-flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-3524803397283786548</id><published>2008-09-15T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The sweetest thing a guy could ever do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SM5eVk9EPCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IDt_KhT7dFQ/s1600-h/download.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SM5eVk9EPCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IDt_KhT7dFQ/s320/download.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246234340723276834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Smell her hair....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Talk to her in movie theatres....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hold her hand while you talk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Tell her shes beautiful....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Look her in the eye when You talk to her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Tell her stupid jokes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Let her mess with your hair....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Just walk around with her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Look at her like shes the only girl you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Tickle her Even if she says stop....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;When she starts swearing at you, tell her you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;love her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Let her fall asleep in your arms....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Get her mad, then kiss her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Tease her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Let her tease you back....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;kiss her enough, but dont over kiss her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Stay up with her all night when shes sick....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Watch her favorite movie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Kiss her forehead....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Write her letters....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;If she asks you to go to a show with her,go....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Let her wear your clothes.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;When shes sad,hang out with her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Buy her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1221483711_3"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Let her take all the photos she wants....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Kiss her in the rain....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;And when you fall in love with her tell  her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-3524803397283786548?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/3524803397283786548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=3524803397283786548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/3524803397283786548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/3524803397283786548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/09/sweetest-thing-guy-could-ever-do_15.html' title='The sweetest thing a guy could ever do'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SM5eVk9EPCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IDt_KhT7dFQ/s72-c/download.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-1980738098604183744</id><published>2008-09-11T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love Your Parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"The  moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She never existed  before.&lt;br /&gt;The woman existed, but the mother, never. A mother is  something absolutely new."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;My Mom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SMkarn9-8iI/AAAAAAAAAHI/sQhYHN-7lLk/s1600-h/l1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SMkarn9-8iI/AAAAAAAAAHI/sQhYHN-7lLk/s320/l1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244752577815310882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"The best years of your life are the ones in which you  decide your problems are your own. You do not blame them on your mother, the  ecology, or the president. You realize that you control your own  destiny."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"I remember my mother's prayers and they have always  followed me. They have clung to me all my life." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SMkar3XWxBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Wwn_AB7UL4k/s1600-h/l2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SMkar3XWxBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Wwn_AB7UL4k/s320/l2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244752581948261394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Mother love is the fuel that enables a normal human being  to do the impossible." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Mother love is the fuel that enables a normal human being  to do the impossible." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My Daddy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SMkasEgS6zI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-K72y_USHAY/s1600-h/l3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SMkasEgS6zI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-K72y_USHAY/s320/l3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244752585475418930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"How  pleasant it is for a father to sit at his child's board. It is like an aged man  reclining under the shadow of an oak which he has  planted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LOVE YOUR  PARENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;...!! ! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-1980738098604183744?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/1980738098604183744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=1980738098604183744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/1980738098604183744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/1980738098604183744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-your-parents_11.html' title='Love Your Parents'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SMkarn9-8iI/AAAAAAAAAHI/sQhYHN-7lLk/s72-c/l1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-1093118030149321717</id><published>2008-09-08T12:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fire of love</title><content type='html'>let the fire kindle....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SMTCD2qhHAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nCkqKcZQJKY/s1600-h/candle-light-photography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243529237635341314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" height="334" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SMTCD2qhHAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nCkqKcZQJKY/s400/candle-light-photography.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the feeling starts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the moment happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the emotion express...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let this mouth to utter the pleasing word..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let this eyes don't stay wet as the rainfall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let this hand be cared with passion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let this delicate heart be cared and unhurt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the love begins to show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me feel being in love again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the right cupid strikes me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the broken heart ticks again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rekindle the fire of love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and be loved once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just love and dont leave ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe this time its the right time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who love, just keep the fire of love burning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let it shine if you know the one holding it is the right one for you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-1093118030149321717?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/1093118030149321717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=1093118030149321717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/1093118030149321717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/1093118030149321717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/09/fire-of-love.html' title='fire of love'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SMTCD2qhHAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nCkqKcZQJKY/s72-c/candle-light-photography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-7201405391513668849</id><published>2008-08-31T02:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>maudlin moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SLmgyWcviSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/oyx5hBb9qcI/s1600-h/remoteImage-25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240396428302321954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px" height="292" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SLmgyWcviSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/oyx5hBb9qcI/s400/remoteImage-25.jpg" width="363" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dont know what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i will still hold on to this feeling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i will still love you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i will continue to build dreams with you..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont know what to think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i will still think youre always okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i will still care for everything about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i will still dream of you every single day...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont know what to say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i will still say your name without any tears?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i will still call you mine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i will still say you deserve me even if youre with somebody's arms...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you ever love me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you ever care for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess not. I dont know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, i really dont know ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-7201405391513668849?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/7201405391513668849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=7201405391513668849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/7201405391513668849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/7201405391513668849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/08/maudlin-moments.html' title='maudlin moments'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SLmgyWcviSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/oyx5hBb9qcI/s72-c/remoteImage-25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-5943593548467537392</id><published>2008-08-29T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I Love Your Blog Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm glad that I was one of the list to receive an award from blogger friend named&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a onclick="pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.edelweiza.com/2008/08/i-love-your-blog-award.html?referer=http://www.jophilsuperman.com/wp-login.php?loggedout=true');pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.edelweiza.com/2008/08/i-love-your-blog-award.html?referer=http://www.jophilsuperman.com/');" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jophilsuperman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;as he awarded me with this very awesome &lt;strong&gt;I Love Your Blog Award&lt;/strong&gt; dated August 28, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SLbnThYmcYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/V09DlWQVw5k/s1600-h/iloveyourblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SLbnThYmcYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/V09DlWQVw5k/s400/iloveyourblog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239629539057234306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I really appreciate this award as I’ve never expected my blog to be awarded and so I give a big THANK YOU to &lt;a href="http://www.jophilsuperman.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jophilsuperman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.jophilsuperman.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; . In return to this prestigious event and as a sign of gratitude, I’ve also made this recognition to all other blogs and blogger I’d loved. Here are the rules (I made it 8 because they said that its a lucky number) :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. The winner can put the logo on his/her blog.&lt;br /&gt;2. Link the person you received your award from.&lt;br /&gt;3. Nominate at least 8 other blogs.&lt;br /&gt;4. Put links of those blogs on yours.&lt;br /&gt;5. Leave a message on the blogs of the people you’ve nominated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are the 8 blogs I’m passing this award to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.edelweiza.com/2008/08/i-love-your-blog-award.html" onclick="pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.edelweiza.com/2008/08/i-love-your-blog-award.html?referer=http://www.jophilsuperman.com/wp-login.php?loggedout=true');pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.edelweiza.com/2008/08/i-love-your-blog-award.html?referer=http://www.jophilsuperman.com/');" target="_blank"&gt;Jophilsuperman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - “Superman Diehard"&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.emmsystuff.com/"&gt;Emmsy's Stuff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmsystuff.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;- “The Fokwang”&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.love-a-date.com/" onclick="pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.makemoneyonlinemoney.com/?referer=http://www.jophilsuperman.com/wp-login.php?loggedout=true');pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.makemoneyonlinemoney.com/?referer=http://www.jophilsuperman.com/');" target="_blank"&gt;Heartbeat&lt;/a&gt;- Love a date&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://michemaylee.com/" onclick="pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/lovezyah.blogspot.com/?referer=http://www.jophilsuperman.com/wp-login.php?loggedout=true');pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/lovezyah.blogspot.com/?referer=http://www.jophilsuperman.com/');" target="_blank"&gt;Sketches of life&lt;/a&gt;- “Life Lived in Simplicity”&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://mitchyspace.blogspot.com/" onclick="pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/mitchyspace.blogspot.com/?referer=http://www.jophilsuperman.com/wp-login.php?loggedout=true');pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/mitchyspace.blogspot.com/?referer=http://www.jophilsuperman.com/');" target="_blank"&gt;Space Of Memoirs &lt;/a&gt;- “Simple but Rock”&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.pwengbee.com/" onclick="pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/bloggingscious.blogspot.com/?referer=http://www.jophilsuperman.com/wp-login.php?loggedout=true');pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/bloggingscious.blogspot.com/?referer=http://www.jophilsuperman.com/');" target="_blank"&gt;Pwengbee&lt;/a&gt; - "Certified Contest Goddess"&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.workfromhomegirl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Work from home girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bloggertise.blogspot.com/" onclick="pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.bloggertise.blogspot.com/?referer=http://www.jophilsuperman.com/wp-login.php?loggedout=true');pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.bloggertise.blogspot.com/?referer=http://www.jophilsuperman.com/');" target="_blank"&gt; - &lt;/a&gt;Good tips on how to work from home&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://totonoc.blogspot.com/" onclick="pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/totonoc.blogspot.com/?referer=http://www.jophilsuperman.com/wp-login.php?loggedout=true');pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/totonoc.blogspot.com/?referer=http://www.jophilsuperman.com/');" target="_blank"&gt;Make Money Online by ToTo&lt;/a&gt; -”Ping Toto, Goes to Blogging”&lt;/p&gt;Please help Spread the words “I love your blog award”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-5943593548467537392?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/5943593548467537392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=5943593548467537392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/5943593548467537392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/5943593548467537392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-your-blog-award_28.html' title='I Love Your Blog Award'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SLbnThYmcYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/V09DlWQVw5k/s72-c/iloveyourblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-2086190077011735584</id><published>2008-08-16T02:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shhh...don't cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SKXHcmeGh7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/KnXL8Pzf2jc/s1600-h/DSCF0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234809436065138610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SKXHcmeGh7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/KnXL8Pzf2jc/s200/DSCF0181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he broke your heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don’t cry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he lies to you all the time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don’t cry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you fall in and out of love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don’t cry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men will come into your life and leave a mark on your heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don’t cry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next time think twice before you get yourself into another runs down relationship,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don’t cry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You need to stop looking for love in all the wrong places,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for all the wrong reasons, because it won’t work out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don’t cry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don’t cry girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no man worth your tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathe girl....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what, life goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;****thanks delle***** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/3160306779891507079-2086190077011735584?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/2086190077011735584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=2086190077011735584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/2086190077011735584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/2086190077011735584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/08/shhhdon-cry.html' title='shhh...don&amp;#39;t cry'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SKXHcmeGh7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/KnXL8Pzf2jc/s72-c/DSCF0181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-8833994090029725163</id><published>2008-08-09T02:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>its night time again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SJyXXDEZAPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/riEV6WyjONA/s1600-h/Lady_Dreaming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232223289314181362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 204px" height="159" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SJyXXDEZAPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/riEV6WyjONA/s200/Lady_Dreaming.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its night time again......&lt;br /&gt;my best part of the day&lt;br /&gt;where i could go back to my dreams&lt;br /&gt;where there is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;its night time again...&lt;br /&gt;youre there beside me&lt;br /&gt;saying your prayer&lt;br /&gt;asking the man above to bless me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its night time again..&lt;br /&gt;where we smile to the stars and the moon.&lt;br /&gt;we promise that we will be together.&lt;br /&gt;but our dreams and fantasy slowly ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its night time again ..&lt;br /&gt;the time where i can't no longer hear your heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;youre gone yet, im still dreaming what i used to.&lt;br /&gt;youre here hugging me, i dont wanna wake up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;ill be dreaming again tonight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-8833994090029725163?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/8833994090029725163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=8833994090029725163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/8833994090029725163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/8833994090029725163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-night-time-again_08.html' title='its night time again'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SJyXXDEZAPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/riEV6WyjONA/s72-c/Lady_Dreaming.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-6385947481042373267</id><published>2008-08-02T14:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>love talks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SJP8fsHyDxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/65a4di5dX88/s1600-h/sarahsharp.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229801213657222930" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SJP8fsHyDxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/65a4di5dX88/s400/sarahsharp.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me think of you today,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow and forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me love u now&lt;br /&gt;and till the end of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the only one&lt;br /&gt;beside you always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share to you my life,&lt;br /&gt;my soul and my everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me...&lt;br /&gt;please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're my angel..&lt;br /&gt;my sweet sunshine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love,&lt;br /&gt;my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my happiness...&lt;br /&gt;i will just stop loving you, if forever is through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet reply: i will love you even after forever, my heaven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-6385947481042373267?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/6385947481042373267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=6385947481042373267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/6385947481042373267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/6385947481042373267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-talks.html' title='love talks'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SJP8fsHyDxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/65a4di5dX88/s72-c/sarahsharp.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-4454765651785723523</id><published>2008-07-30T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SI9CdWAJHPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3OCRwj78q-o/s1600-h/rereer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SI9CdWAJHPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3OCRwj78q-o/s400/rereer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228470764290252018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-4454765651785723523?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/4454765651785723523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=4454765651785723523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/4454765651785723523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/4454765651785723523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/07/remember_29.html' title='Remember'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SI9CdWAJHPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3OCRwj78q-o/s72-c/rereer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-3401081218409697022</id><published>2008-07-25T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>ALONE AGAIN....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIl267LYqBI/AAAAAAAAAFk/w2N9r93Moms/s1600-h/alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226839597230106642" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIl267LYqBI/AAAAAAAAAFk/w2N9r93Moms/s320/alone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friends to lovers....&lt;br /&gt;lovers to complete strangers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired of this cycle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me twist the scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends to lovers...&lt;br /&gt;lovers and still lovers till the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being together till the end of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if not...?&lt;br /&gt;ill be alone ..dreaming...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-3401081218409697022?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/3401081218409697022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=3401081218409697022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/3401081218409697022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/3401081218409697022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/07/alone-again.html' title='ALONE AGAIN....'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIl267LYqBI/AAAAAAAAAFk/w2N9r93Moms/s72-c/alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-4518605102396102507</id><published>2008-07-20T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>LOVE SICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SILuwObshuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/flGinvcjtZg/s1600-h/broken_heart_by_fabu%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225001029978588898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SILuwObshuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/flGinvcjtZg/s320/broken_heart_by_fabu%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;ROOM 143&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;Give me a placebo to my broken heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;hoping you are here hugging me tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;youre the cure to my every cells,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;No need to have any medications nor even potent pills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;Kiss me so i can breathe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;dont need to inhale an artificial air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;my vital signs were unstable everytime i see you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;weird feelings but i wanted to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;Staring on flat affect now that we were apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;my neurons can't tell why you just turn your back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;im struggling between life and death,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;when you starting to say your final words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;my congested heart wants to die,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;as you speak your bloody goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;I'm sick to be a patient of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-4518605102396102507?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/4518605102396102507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=4518605102396102507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/4518605102396102507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/4518605102396102507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-sick.html' title='LOVE SICK'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SILuwObshuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/flGinvcjtZg/s72-c/broken_heart_by_fabu%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-8951271871979825624</id><published>2008-07-15T05:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Types of Love according to Sternberg (1988)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHvLVn48g1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/f-jIyjcO1Ww/s1600-h/Love%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHvLVn48g1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/f-jIyjcO1Ww/s320/Love%5B1%5D.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222991765211743058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;1. Nonlove: Like casual interactions with acquaintances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;2. Liking: Intimacy is present but passion and commitment aren't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3. Infatuation: Love at first sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;4. Empty Love: Commitment is present but no passion or intimacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;5. Romantic Love: Passion &amp;amp; intimacy but no commitment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;6. Companionate Love: Mostly among older couples, passion is replaced by committed friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;7. Fatuous Love: Passion &amp;amp; commitment without intimacy (quickie marriage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;8. Consummate Love: full love with passion, intimacy and committment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;in which category/ries you belong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_client = "pub-3922073933785466"; /* 200x90, created 6/24/08 */ google_ad_slot = "2406588691"; google_ad_width = 200; google_ad_height = 90; //--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-8951271871979825624?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/8951271871979825624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=8951271871979825624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/8951271871979825624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/8951271871979825624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/07/types-of-love-according-to-sternberg_2836.html' title='Types of Love according to Sternberg (1988)'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHvLVn48g1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/f-jIyjcO1Ww/s72-c/Love%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-4621975699245401473</id><published>2008-07-12T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Heart Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHvOtVIg1QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/19aGJwQRtQ8/s1600-h/zv%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHvOtVIg1QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/19aGJwQRtQ8/s320/zv%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222995471028507906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Everytime I looked at you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My heart skips a beat&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I wonder if you know, my love,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;that my heart is at your feet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I leave it there for you to do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;whatever that you wish&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You could take my heart &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;and love me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Or just leave in this bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEART EMERGENCY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Somethings in life have a very drastic effect on us, and sometimes our lives are never be the same after a turmoil relationships leave us empty and alone. the loss of the love of my life still hurts. Past memories keeps on haunting me..reminding me. like a resounding gong...i gave my heart to someone thinking that he will be responsible but he gave it back devastated.my heart was broken ..im bleeding to death..rescue me ..help me ..nurse me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-4621975699245401473?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/4621975699245401473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=4621975699245401473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/4621975699245401473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/4621975699245401473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/07/heart-broken.html' title='Heart Broken'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHvOtVIg1QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/19aGJwQRtQ8/s72-c/zv%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-5017695134305922232</id><published>2008-07-10T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Define LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHWrN1rlxII/AAAAAAAAAD0/0-PdQ-akcWE/s1600-h/om-love%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221267597242516610" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHWrN1rlxII/AAAAAAAAAD0/0-PdQ-akcWE/s320/om-love%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Different definitions of LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love takes time. It needs a history of giving and receiving, laughingand crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love never promises instant gratification, only ultimate fulfillment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love means believing in someone, in something. It supposes awillingness to struggle, to work, to suffer, and to rejoice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Satisfaction and ultimate fulfillment are by-products of dedicatedlove. They belong only to those who can reach beyond themselves; to whom giving is more important than receiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love is doing everything you can to help others build whatever dreams they have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love involves much careful and active listening. It is doing whatever needs to be done, and saving whatever will promote the other's happiness, security, and well-being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sometimes, love hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love is on a constant journey to what others need. It must be attentive, caring, and open, both to what others say and to what others cannot say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love says no with empathy and great compassion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love is firm, but when needed it must be tender.When others have tried and failed, love is the hand in yours in your moments of discouragement and disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love is reliable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love is a choice and commitment to others' true and lasting happiness.It is dedicated to growth and fulfillment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love is not selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love sometimes fails for lack of wisdom or abundance of weakness, but itforgives, knowing the intentions are good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love does not attach conditions....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Genuine love is always a free gift.Love realizes and accepts that there will be disagreements anddisturbing emotions...There may be times when miles lay between, but love is a commitment. It believes and endures things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love encourages freedom of self. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love shares positives and negatives reactions to warm and cold feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love, intimate love, will never reject others. It is the first to encourage and the last to condemn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love is a commitment to growth, happiness, and fulfillment of one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love and be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/3160306779891507079-5017695134305922232?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/5017695134305922232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=5017695134305922232&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/5017695134305922232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/5017695134305922232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/07/define-love.html' title='Define LOVE'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHWrN1rlxII/AAAAAAAAAD0/0-PdQ-akcWE/s72-c/om-love%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-5690346449421317956</id><published>2008-07-09T02:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Seeking for the right one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHTAC4Cz8hI/AAAAAAAAADs/tYzBHmHRseM/s1600-h/broken-heart-2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHTAC4Cz8hI/AAAAAAAAADs/tYzBHmHRseM/s320/broken-heart-2%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221009023665697298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;WHITE HEART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't you hear my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;the beat from its chambers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;so naive...so dumb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;its you inside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;im struggling  to find  you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;where are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;my soulmate.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-5690346449421317956?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/5690346449421317956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=5690346449421317956&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/5690346449421317956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/5690346449421317956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/07/seeking-for-right-one.html' title='Seeking for the right one'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHTAC4Cz8hI/AAAAAAAAADs/tYzBHmHRseM/s72-c/broken-heart-2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-600628451609035337</id><published>2008-07-08T13:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Shakespeare Sonnet 116</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHS_DcuPWqI/AAAAAAAAADk/E7unqsOP6ZA/s1600-h/wedding-top%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHS_DcuPWqI/AAAAAAAAADk/E7unqsOP6ZA/s320/wedding-top%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221007933999897250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHMIm-qZrEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/5_tqhrzxXe4/s1600-h/wedding-top%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;script src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js" type="text/javascript"&gt; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Let me not to the marriage of true minds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Admit impediments. Love is not love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Which alters when it alteration finds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Or bends with the remover to remove:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;O no! it is an ever-fixed mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;That looks on tempests and is never shaken;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;It is the star to every wandering bark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Within his bending sickle's compass come:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;But bears it out even to the edge of doom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;If this be error and upon me proved, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I never writ,nor no man ever loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHMI_vpmHRI/AAAAAAAAADE/NcwIvJKo70s/s1600-h/8521%7EMarriage-Creed-Posters%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220526284268248338" style="width: 221px; height: 204px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHMI_vpmHRI/AAAAAAAAADE/NcwIvJKo70s/s200/8521%7EMarriage-Creed-Posters%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" height="200" width="433" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-600628451609035337?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/600628451609035337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=600628451609035337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/600628451609035337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/600628451609035337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/07/shakespeare-sonnet-116.html' title='Shakespeare Sonnet 116'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SHS_DcuPWqI/AAAAAAAAADk/E7unqsOP6ZA/s72-c/wedding-top%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-6837618284485657980</id><published>2008-07-07T09:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Romantic relationship tips</title><content type='html'>if you want a romantic relationship, you better read these guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tips about romantic things to do to win her /his heart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Watch the sunset together.&lt;br /&gt;2. Whisper to each other.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cook for each other.&lt;br /&gt;4. Walk in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;5. Hold hands&lt;br /&gt;6. Buy gifts for each other.&lt;br /&gt;7. Roses.&lt;br /&gt;8. Find out their favorite cologne/perfume and wear it every time you're together.&lt;br /&gt;9. Go for a long walk down the beach at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;10. Write poetry for each other.&lt;br /&gt;11. Hugs are the universal medicine.&lt;br /&gt;12. Say I love you, only when you mean it and make sure they know you mean it.&lt;br /&gt;13. Give random gifts of flowers/candy/poetry etc.&lt;br /&gt;14. Tell her that she's the only girl you ever want. Don't lie!&lt;br /&gt;15. Spend every second possible together.&lt;br /&gt;16. Look into each other's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;17. Very lightly push up her chin, look into her eyes, tell her you love her, and kiss her lightly.18. When in public, only flirt with each other.&lt;br /&gt;19. Put love notes in their pockets when they aren't looking.&lt;br /&gt;20. Buy her a ring.&lt;br /&gt;21. Sing to each other.&lt;br /&gt;22. Always hold her around her hips/sides.&lt;br /&gt;23. Take her to dinner and do the dinner for two deal.&lt;br /&gt;24. Spaghetti? (Ever see Lady and the Tramp?)&lt;br /&gt;25. Hold her hand, stare into her eyes, kiss her hand and then put it over your heart.&lt;br /&gt;26. Dance together.&lt;br /&gt;27. I love the way a girl looks right after she's fallen asleep with her head in my lap.&lt;br /&gt;28. Do cute things like write I love you in a note so that they have to look in a mirror to read it.&lt;br /&gt;29. Make excuses to call them every 5 minutes&lt;br /&gt;30. Even if you are really busy doing something, go out of your way to call and say I love you.&lt;br /&gt;31. Call from your vacation spot to tell them you were thinking about them.&lt;br /&gt;32. Remember your dreams and tell her about them.&lt;br /&gt;34. Tell each other your most sacred secrets/fears.&lt;br /&gt;35. Be Prince Charming to her parents.&lt;br /&gt;36. Brush her hair out of her face for her.&lt;br /&gt;37. Hang out with his/her friends.&lt;br /&gt;38. Go to church/pray/worship together.&lt;br /&gt;39. Take her to see a romantic movie and remember the parts she liked.&lt;br /&gt;40. Learn from each other and don't make the same mistake twice.&lt;br /&gt;41. Describe the joy you feel just to be with him/her.&lt;br /&gt;42. Make sacrifices for each other.&lt;br /&gt;43. Really love each other, or don't stay together.&lt;br /&gt;44. Let there never be a second during any given day that you aren't thinking about them, and make sure they know it.&lt;br /&gt;45. Love yourself before you love anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;46. Learn to say sweet things in foreign languages.&lt;br /&gt;47. Dedicate songs to them on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;48. Fall asleep on the phone with each other.&lt;br /&gt;49. Stand up for them when someone talks trash.&lt;br /&gt;50. Never forget the kiss goodnight and always remember to say, "Sweet dreams."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-6837618284485657980?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/6837618284485657980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=6837618284485657980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/6837618284485657980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/6837618284485657980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/07/romantic-relationship-tips.html' title='Romantic relationship tips'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-2780301496637960700</id><published>2008-07-07T08:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>A long distance Affairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;                                  Here are some  romantic ideas for long distance relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Instant Message each other everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Write letters to each other. Attach photos or spray their favourite perfume on it.&lt;br /&gt;Send them handmade calender with photos and markings of the special days to the both of you.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to each other on web cam everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Deliver their favourite food to them!&lt;br /&gt;Send a package with a CD of the songs you listened to together the last time you were together. Send some of his or her favorite candy, and something memorable like a little stuffed toy.&lt;br /&gt;Have flowers delivered to him/her.&lt;br /&gt;Dedicate a webpage/blog to him/her while he/she is away.&lt;br /&gt;Send your partner a cute love e card!&lt;br /&gt;Write each other a Love Poem&lt;br /&gt;Send romantic text messages to each other.&lt;br /&gt;Leave voice memos for him/her while he /she is away and send it to him/her.&lt;br /&gt;Have a Web Cam date where you can have dinner/play games/watch movies together.&lt;br /&gt;Share pictures of your daily life together with him/her.&lt;br /&gt;Make a count down calender and give it to him.her before he/she goes away.&lt;br /&gt;Play online games together.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, if you miss him.her too much, show up at his.her doorstep and it'll cure all signs of lovesickness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-2780301496637960700?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/2780301496637960700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=2780301496637960700&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/2780301496637960700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/2780301496637960700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-distance-affairs.html' title='A long distance Affairs'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-5177537793316510552</id><published>2008-07-04T03:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>What We Are Made Of</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choose &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is often presented as the opposite of fear, but true love is not opposite anything. True love is far more powerful than any negative emotions, as it is the environment in which all things arise. Negative emotions are like sharks swimming in the ocean of love. All things beautiful and fearful, ugly and kind, powerful and small, come into existence, do their thing, and disappear within the context of this great ocean. At the same time, they are made of the very love in which they swim and can never be separated. We are made of this love and live our whole lives at one with it, whether we know it or not. It is only the illusion that we are separate from this great love that causes us to believe that choosing anything other than love makes sense or is even possible. In the relative, dualistic world of positive and negative, darkness and light, male and female, we make choices and we learn from them. This is exactly what we are meant to be doing here on earth. Underlying these relative choices, though, is the choice to be conscious of what we are, which is love, or to be unconscious of it. When we choose to be conscious of it, we choose love. We will still exist in the relative world of opposites and choices and cause and effect, and we will need to make our way here, but doing so with an awareness that we are all made of this love will enable us to be more playful, more joyful, more loving and wise, as we make our way. Ultimately, the choices we make will shed light on the love that makes us all one, enabling those who have forgotten to return to the source. This world makes it easy to forget this great love, which is part of why we are here. We are here to remember and, when we forget to remember again, to choose love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-5177537793316510552?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/5177537793316510552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=5177537793316510552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/5177537793316510552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/5177537793316510552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-we-are-made-of_03.html' title='What We Are Made Of'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-5978216949418954949</id><published>2008-06-28T02:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Stronger For It</title><content type='html'>&lt;script src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;ending A Broken Heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Heartbreak happens to all of us and can wash over us like a heavy rain. When experiencing a broken heart, our ethereal selves are saturated with grief, and the overflow is channeled into the physical body. Loss becomes a physical emptiness, and longing is transmuted into a feeling that often cannot be put into words. Mending a broken heart can seem a task so monumental that we dare not attempt it for fear of damaging ourselves further. But heartbreak, like all emotions, falls under the spell of our conscious influence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Often the pain that wounds us most deeply also leaves the most enduring mark upon us. The shock that becomes the tender, throbbing ache of the heart eventually leads us down the path of enlightenment, blessing our lives with a new depth and richness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Acknowledging heartbreak's impermanence by no means dulls its sting for it is the sting itself that stimulates healing. The pain is letting us know that we need to pay attention to our emotional selves, to sit with our feelings and be in them fully before we can begin to heal. It is said that time heals all wounds. Time may dull the pain of a broken heart, but it is fully feeling your pain and acknowledging it that will truly help you heal. Dealing with your heartache in a healthy way rather than putting it off for tomorrow is the key to repair. Gentleness more than anything else is called for. Most important, open yourself to the possibility of loving, trusting, and believing again. When, someday soon, you emerge from the cushion of your grief, you will see that the universe did not cease to be as you nursed your broken heart. You emerge on the other side of the mending, stronger for all you have experienced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Indeed, it is  tough phase of our life. You gradually tear into pieces,but time only knows when to heal ... to heal the heart of  a passionate heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;share your ideas about diagnosing a mending broken heart..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-5978216949418954949?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/5978216949418954949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=5978216949418954949&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/5978216949418954949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/5978216949418954949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/06/stronger-for-it.html' title='Stronger For It'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-4869798173499875471</id><published>2008-06-24T13:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Lovezyah 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its all about love. What makes love a real love..and something about true love... Read and reflect.&lt;br /&gt;After reading this, share your thoughts and leave a message. For you, what's your definition of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The Real Thing - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Love Should Feel Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;Often in our lives, we fall prey to the idea of a thing rather than actually experiencing the thing itself. We see this at play in our love lives and in the love lives of our friends, our family, and even fictional characters. The conceptualizing, depiction, and pursuit of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;true love are multimillion-dollar industries in the modern world. However, very little of what is offered actually leads us to an authentic experience of love. Moreover, as we grasp for what we think we want and fail to find it, we may suffer and bring suffering to others. When this is the case, when we suffer more than we feel healed, we can be fairly certain that what we have found is not love but something else. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;When we feel anxious, excited, nervous, and thrilled, we are probably experiencing romance, not love. Romance can be a lot of fun as long as we do not try to make too much of it. If we try to make more of it than it is, the romance then becomes painful. Romance may lead to love, but it may also fade without blossoming into anything more than a flirtation. If we cling to it and try to make it more, we might find ourselves pining for a fantasy, or worse, stuck in a relationship that was never meant to last. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Real love is identifiable by the way it makes us feel. Love should feel good. There is a peaceful quality to an authentic experience of love that penetrates to our core, touching a part of ourselves that has always been there. True love activates this inner being, filling us with warmth and light. An authentic experience of love does not ask us to look a certain way, drive a certain car, or have a certain job. It takes us as we are, no changes required. When people truly love us, their love for us awakens our love for ourselves. They remind us that what we seek outside of ourselves is a mirror image of the lover within. In this way, true love never makes us feel needy or lacking or anxious. Instead, true love empowers us with its implicit message that we are, always have been, and always will be, made of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;_An article from DailyOM_&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-4869798173499875471?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/4869798173499875471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=4869798173499875471&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/4869798173499875471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/4869798173499875471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/06/lovezyah-101.html' title='Lovezyah 101'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-180017148280480751</id><published>2008-06-24T12:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Dedicated for him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh, God, Forgive Me When I Whine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Today, upon a bus, I saw a girl with golden hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I looked at her and sighed and wished I was as fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When suddenly she rose to leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I saw her hobble down the aisle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;She had one leg and used a crutch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;But as she passed, she passed a smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh, God, forgive me when I whine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I have 2 legs, the world is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I stopped to buy some candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The lad who sold it had such charm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I talked with him a while, he seemed so very glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;If I were late, it'd do no harm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And as I left, he said to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"I thank you, you've been so kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It's nice to talk with folks like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You see," he said, "I'm blind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I have 2 eyes, the world is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Later while walking down the street,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I saw a child with eyes of blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;He stood and watched the others play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;He did not know what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I stopped a moment and then I said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Why don't you join the others, dear?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;He looked ahead without a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And then I knew, he couldn't hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I have 2 ears, the world is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;With feet to take me where I'd go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;With eyes to see the sunset's glow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;With ears to hear what I would know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I've been blessed indeed, The world is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;This morning when I awakened and saw the sun above,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I softly said, "Good morning Lord, bless everyone I love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And right away I thought of you and said a loving prayer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;that He would bless you specially, and keep you free from care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I thought of all the happiness a day could hold in store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I wished it all for you because no one deserves it more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sorrow looks back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Worry looks around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Faith looks up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I asked Jesus, "How much do you love me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jesus answered, "This much."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and He stretched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;His arms out and died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;this poem was shared to me by one of my residents in Bowview(nsg.home)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;she read it to me one night before i put her in bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-180017148280480751?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/180017148280480751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=180017148280480751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/180017148280480751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/180017148280480751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/06/dedicated-for-him.html' title='Dedicated for him'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-263080620590516516</id><published>2008-06-24T05:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Girl's Diary Vs Boy's Diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a rel="nofollow" title="Join our Group FunAndFunOnly (www.FunAndFunOnly.net) - SridhaR" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/fun_and_fun_only"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(54, 95, 145);font-family:Calibri;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl's Diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Day night, I thought he was acting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;weird. We had made plans to  meet at a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;cafe to have some coffee. I was shopping with my friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;all  day long, soIely thought he was upset at the fact that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;was a bit late,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;but he made no comment.Conversatio n wasn't flowing so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I suggested  that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk, he agreed but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;he kept quiet and  absent. I asked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;him what was wrong - he said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Nothing."I asked him  if it was my fault that he was upset. He said it had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; nothing  to do with me and not to worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;On the way home I told him that I loved  him, he simply smiled and kept &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;driving. I can't explain his behavior; I  don't know why he didn't say, "I love u,too."   When we got home I felt as if I had lost him, as if he wanted  nothing to do with me anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;He just sat there and watched TV.; he seemed  distant and absent.Finally I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;decided to go to bed. About 10 minutes later he  came to bed. I decided &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;that I could not take it  anymore,  so I decided to confront him with the situation but he had fallen  asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I started crying and cried until I too fell asleep. I don't know  what to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My life is gonna be a disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy's Diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Today India lost the cricket match  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;against bangladesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Simplicity of Men &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Vs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Complexity of Women  !!!      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-263080620590516516?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/263080620590516516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=263080620590516516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/263080620590516516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/263080620590516516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/06/girl-diary-vs-boy-diary.html' title='Girl&amp;#39;s Diary Vs Boy&amp;#39;s Diary'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-1659182575683998941</id><published>2008-06-22T13:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.538+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>My favorite Love Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Life goes through changes so fast, you think your life is great, than one of your best friends dies. Then you think you found someone you truly love, only to figure out, she doesn't love you back. You cry and cry and cry, but nothing changes. You realize, that you must accept things for what they are, and what they have made you become. Everything in life changes you in some way. Even the smallest things. If you do not accept these changes, you do not accept yourself. For through these changes brings new and greater things to you, making you wiser, as time progresses. To avoid these changes is a loss. You only live your life once. Do not waste a minute of it avoiding things. Let them come to you, and learn from them. There's always tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Adam R. Gwizdala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Curtis Judalet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you judge people, you have no time to love them.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Mother Teresa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear. &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-John Lennon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-William Shakespeare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;We've got this gift of love, but love is like a precious plant. You can't just accept it and leave it in the cupboard or just think it's going to get on by itself. You've got to keep watering it. You've got to really look after it and nurture it.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-John Lennon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity: no really self-respecting woman would take advantage of it.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-George Bernard Shaw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;'Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks gravely with another; turns a third into ice, and sets a fourth in a flame: it wounds one, another it kills: like lightning it begins and ends in the same moment: it makes that fort yield at night which it besieged but in the morning; for there is no force able to resist it.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Miguel De Cervantes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;One would always want to think of oneself as being on the side of love, ready to recognize it and wish it well --but, when confronted with it in others, one so often resented it, questioned its true nature, secretly dismissed the particular instance as folly or promiscuity. Was it merely jealousy, or a reluctance to admit so noble and enviable a sentiment in anyone but oneself? &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Shirley Hazzard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Henry Ward Beecher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-More Collection of Quotes soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-1659182575683998941?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/1659182575683998941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=1659182575683998941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/1659182575683998941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/1659182575683998941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-favorite-love-quotes_21.html' title='My favorite Love Quotes'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160306779891507079.post-2968515079879416006</id><published>2008-06-20T04:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:37:33.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>My first test post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SFq-28ViWlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WDoJqVXzqXg/s1600-h/5395875045-68577745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 88px; height: 95px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SFq-28ViWlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WDoJqVXzqXg/s200/5395875045-68577745.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213689369753442898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;I don't have any idea about blogging but my special friend named &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.jophilsuperman.com/"&gt;jophil&lt;/a&gt; taught me a bit of this kind of stuff. Well, I will just need to learn more ideas about blogging so that I can do everything I wanted to my blog. Soon I will be able to share everything that can give some useful info and interesting stuff about me, everything that I love to and more soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160306779891507079-2968515079879416006?l=lovezyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/feeds/2968515079879416006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160306779891507079&amp;postID=2968515079879416006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/2968515079879416006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160306779891507079/posts/default/2968515079879416006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovezyah.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-first-test-post_19.html' title='My first test post'/><author><name>Lovezyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318575697547719539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SIjJBCmBcoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3ZH4WgTH0MI/S220/0511130722501photo_contest_t%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNcQ8pnEulg/SFq-28ViWlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WDoJqVXzqXg/s72-c/5395875045-68577745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
