tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41294772401226533872024-03-06T07:18:52.000+08:00Give Us This DayPrayer will bring my Will into Harmony with GOD!Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.comBlogger157125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-14809782046596689632010-10-19T11:24:00.000+08:002010-10-19T11:24:46.499+08:00So Angry Today!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ4J6AqLNUun2VAlEeMBIqcr-hh8iYvixtiSVpz5fWzn-q6xSB2qwNhTP-CZsrBLZ8W8qIGexxDL_Sdt796MSfx2RiSGnUk7ZkAWTqQiCZ8kZGs_HLkk9Qj0puOVkiydHOp8ihupUzv8c/s1600/angry_baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ4J6AqLNUun2VAlEeMBIqcr-hh8iYvixtiSVpz5fWzn-q6xSB2qwNhTP-CZsrBLZ8W8qIGexxDL_Sdt796MSfx2RiSGnUk7ZkAWTqQiCZ8kZGs_HLkk9Qj0puOVkiydHOp8ihupUzv8c/s320/angry_baby.jpg" width="248" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><b>I AM SO ANGRY TODAY.............. IT IS SO UNFAIR........... WE ARE WORKING SO HARD AND THEN YOU WOULD HEAR THAT MANAGEMENT THINKS YOU ARE NOT DOING ANYTHING?????????????</b></div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="color: #cc0000;">OH MY GOD... THIS ANGER.. I CANNOT HANDLE THIS ON MY OWN....</b> </div>Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-50938685125875518242010-10-07T09:15:00.000+08:002010-10-07T09:15:56.206+08:00REM... Losin My Religion<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:WordDocument> <w:View>Normal</w:View> <w:Zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:PunctuationKerning/> <w:ValidateAgainstSchemas/> <w:SaveIfXMLInvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:IgnoreMixedContent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:Compatibility> <w:BreakWrappedTables/> <w:SnapToGridInCell/> <w:WrapTextWithPunct/> <w:UseAsianBreakRules/> <w:DontGrowAutofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:BrowserLevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:LatentStyles DefLockedState="false" LatentStyleCount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style>
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<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: #4c1130; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Bradley Hand ITC";"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">(VERSE #1)<br />
Oh, life is bigger<br />
It's bigger than you<br />
And you are not me<br />
The lengths that I will go to<br />
The distance in your eyes<br />
Oh no, I've said too much<br />
I've said it all<br />
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(VERSE #2)<br />
That's me in the corner<br />
That's me in the spotlight<br />
Losing my religion<br />
Trying to keep up with you<br />
And I don't know if I can do it<br />
Oh no, I've said too much<br />
I haven't said enough<br />
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(CHORUS)<br />
I thought that I heard you laughing<br />
I thought that I heard you sing<br />
I think I thought I saw you try<br />
(THIRD TIME THRU, DS al CODA "GO TO CODA")<br />
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(VERSE #3)<br />
Every whisper<br />
Of every waking hour<br />
I'm choosing my confessions<br />
Trying to keep an eye on you<br />
Like a hurt, lost and blinded old, fool<br />
Oh no, I've said too much<br />
I've said it all<br />
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(VERSE #4)<br />
Consider this<br />
Consider this hint of the century<br />
Consider this slip<br />
That brought me to my knees pale<br />
What if all these fantasies<br />
Come flailing around<br />
And now I've said too much<br />
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(CHORUS)<br />
I thought that I heard you laughing<br />
I thought that I heard you sing<br />
I think I thought I saw you try<br />
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(BRIDGE)<br />
That was just a dream<br />
That was just a dream <br />
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(REPEAT VERSE #2)<br />
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(REPEAT CHORUS)<br />
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(CODA)<br />
That was just a dream<br />
Try, cry, why, try<br />
That was just a dream<br />
just a dream, just a dream..</span></i> .</span></span></div>Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-18809523027935463632010-10-05T14:01:00.000+08:002010-10-05T14:01:44.208+08:00Praying the Rosary<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAp9HHVfZj0buRUuZBI-_1SAkee3IUcQtl8HshRm_iyL35Y26nz7gc6UflONu5F9_-UhlfMo1vuFQWrg_oM4Rqu3VFCvwcLWhdkAXTUwMHeOGEErIgh47HAdpbQPlObXjnzOKT6GjAqSQ/s1600/rosary02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAp9HHVfZj0buRUuZBI-_1SAkee3IUcQtl8HshRm_iyL35Y26nz7gc6UflONu5F9_-UhlfMo1vuFQWrg_oM4Rqu3VFCvwcLWhdkAXTUwMHeOGEErIgh47HAdpbQPlObXjnzOKT6GjAqSQ/s320/rosary02.jpg" width="229" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="color: #3d85c6;"><i>Back in 2006, when i was at the peak of my depression and anxiety attack, i turned to the rosary when i felt i was at my wits end.</i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #3d85c6;"><i>For the past month, i am again having trouble sleeping which almost always is a sign of me going into that 'anxiety mode' state again and praying the rosary helps me feel at peace until i actually fall asleep. It was stupid of me to stop praying it in the first place.</i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6;"><br />
</div><i style="color: #3d85c6;">Oh well.. I really am working on improving and strengthening this 'FAITH' thing.</i> Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-26386477547015016012010-10-04T11:05:00.000+08:002010-10-04T11:05:04.558+08:00Silence for now is the BEST<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpUZZJu4auHCTNEDfMbCO9Xdhhyk3ITJ6y1X9TFwy10D62D4M4eTeGZdrzaGhCYOP-ni8yEZ6b2rKeJkTs3vW_UwrODymz0Zu8tjjt-IbLCV5scVJVV8qdAHP84sTIVUp0j961ilAJ-aM/s1600/silence2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpUZZJu4auHCTNEDfMbCO9Xdhhyk3ITJ6y1X9TFwy10D62D4M4eTeGZdrzaGhCYOP-ni8yEZ6b2rKeJkTs3vW_UwrODymz0Zu8tjjt-IbLCV5scVJVV8qdAHP84sTIVUp0j961ilAJ-aM/s320/silence2.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I do not understand why people around me find it difficult to understand me.<span> </span>Sometimes I think I am speaking a different language.<span> </span>I guess I really need to admit now that I am having difficulty expressing what I truly feel.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I am an easy person to be with because I do not ask for much and I am easily pleased.. but do not ever promise me anything that I never asked in the first place and then fail…. It pisses me off.<span> </span>I never ask, I never demand, but do not volunteer something you cannot fulfill.<span> </span>That disappoints me…. BIG TIME.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I never start an argument but I always end up getting one… worst thing, after everything’s been said and done, bottomline will always be…<b>IT’S MY FAULT</b>.<span> </span>How unfair is that?<span> </span>And I always feel guilty.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">I was able to come across a tv channel showing a priest telling people that yesterday Oct 2 was the feast of the Guardian Angels.<span> </span>I didn’t know that but I joined the priest in prayer anyway.<span> </span>I have always believed in guardian angels but I admit I took them for granted.<span> </span>Join me in being reminded of how our angels always watch over us.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;">A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE <br />
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one old love <br />
she can imagine <br />
going back to.. <br />
and one who reminds <br />
her how far she has come... <br />
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</span></div><div> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">OOOHHHH.. I HAVE ONE… I THINK!!!! <span style="font-family: Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
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A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE <br />
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enough money within her <br />
control to move out and <br />
rent a place of her own <br />
even if she never wants <br />
to or needs to... <br />
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</span>THIS ONE I DON’T HAVE <span style="font-family: Wingdings;"><span>L</span></span><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE <br />
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something perfect to wear if <br />
the employer or date of her dreams <br />
wants to see her in an hour... <br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">THIS ONE I DON’T HAVE <span style="font-family: Wingdings;"><span>L</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE <br />
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a youth she's content <br />
to leave behind... <br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">MY YOUTH… SO SAD TO LOOK BACK…</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE <br />
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a past juicy enough that <br />
she's looking forward to <br />
retelling it in her old age... <br />
</span>EHEHEHEHE.. I THINK I HAVE THIS!!!<span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"> <br />
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A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE <br />
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a set of screwdrivers, <br />
cordless drill, and a black <br />
lace bra... <br />
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</span>WHAT ABOUT THONGS???<span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE <br />
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one friend who always makes <br />
her laugh... and one who lets <br />
her cry... <br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">OH I HAVE LOTS OF THIS!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
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A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE <br />
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a good piece of furniture <br />
not previously owned by anyone <br />
else in her family.. <br />
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</span>I HAVE MY OWN TV!!!!<span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE <br />
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eight matching plates, wine <br />
glasses with stems, and a recipe <br />
for a meal that will make her <br />
guests feel honored.. <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">WORJKING ON THIS!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
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A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE <br />
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a feeling of control over <br />
her destiny... <br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">OOOHHHHH…<span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
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EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW. <br />
<br />
how to fall in love without <br />
losing herself... <br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">TELL ME HOW!!!<span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
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EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... <br />
<br />
<br />
how to quit a job, <br />
break up with a lover, <br />
and confront a friend <br />
without ruining the friendship... <br />
and how to change a tire!!!!!!! <br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">TELL ME HOW!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... <br />
<br />
<br />
when to try harder... and <br />
when to walk away... <br />
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</span>I ALWAYS SEEM TO TRY HARDER BUT CAN’T WALK AWAY…</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... <br />
<br />
<br />
that she can't change the <br />
length of her calves, the width <br />
of her hips, or the nature of her <br />
parents... <br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">OOOHHH I DO KNOW!!!<span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
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EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW.. <br />
<br />
<br />
that her childhood may not <br />
have been perfect...but its <br />
over... <br />
<br />
<br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I KNOW!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... <br />
<br />
<br />
what she would and wouldn't <br />
do for love or more... <br />
<br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I DON’T QUITE AGREE!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
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EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... <br />
<br />
<br />
how to live alone... even if <br />
she doesn't like it... <br />
</span>CAN’T<span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
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EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... <br />
<br />
<br />
whom she can trust, <br />
whom she can't, <br />
and why she shouldn't <br />
take it personally... <br />
<br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I DON’T KNOW!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
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EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... <br />
<br />
<br />
where to go... <br />
be it to her best friend's kitchen table.. <br />
or a charming inn in the woods... <br />
when her soul needs soothing... <br />
<br />
<br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I AM ALWAYS LOST!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: "Lucida Handwriting"; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... <br />
<br />
<br />
what she can and can't <br />
accomplish in a day.. <br />
a month...and a year...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: #660000; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Hans Selye spent most of his life studying the effects of stress on our bodies and how our systems struggle to adapt to our ever-changing environment. He emphasizes that all stress is not harmful and distinguishes between <i>eustress</i>-- positive stimulation and challenge that help us achieve--and <i>distress</i>--harmful, unpleasant stress, often the result of too many or too abrupt changes, boredom, frustration, or lack of purpose.(Hans Selye, <a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ISBN=0070562121/businessstressma"><i>The Stress of Life</i></a> (revised edition, New York:McGraw Hill, 1976),74 and passim.) </span></div><div style="color: #660000; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Since individuals react differently to the same stimuli, we must take heed from the Seven Sages who advised, "Know thyself." One person's distress may be someone else's eustress. In his books Selye writes that we must not avoid stress but instead use it creatively to motivate personal achievement and at the same time maintain a sense of inner balance. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Humans release stress in a variety of ways such as fighting, yelling, laughing, talking rapidly, exercising, and crying. In his book <a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ISBN=0844661252/businessstressma"><i>The Vital Balance</i></a>, Dr. Karl Menninger writes, "Weeping is perhaps the most human and most universal of all relief measures.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">It is thought by many that there is a relationship between the suppression of emotions, psychological health, and disease. It is also generally accepted that crying is one way to expressing and releasing emotion. "Tears are the safety valves of the heart when too much pressure is laid upon it," wrote Albert Richard Smith</span></div>Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-84536703729423565862010-09-28T11:15:00.000+08:002010-09-28T11:15:58.423+08:00Live a Life that Matters<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgddg-HYq49grduUaQMpBOOW2EMa5qBu7emCHxD9s6HCxEzmxG-KZ8fl7e4l4VNeXc7vq2eITpQJoqAQCTSn8jpANYH8xYBQLmcze8sVOhccG_iMqMojU0tE2twz0TYHVmYF7sQS1klx3Y/s1600/life-that-matters1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgddg-HYq49grduUaQMpBOOW2EMa5qBu7emCHxD9s6HCxEzmxG-KZ8fl7e4l4VNeXc7vq2eITpQJoqAQCTSn8jpANYH8xYBQLmcze8sVOhccG_iMqMojU0tE2twz0TYHVmYF7sQS1klx3Y/s1600/life-that-matters1.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<i>this is another one of those inspirational stuff that i received in email.. posting here and i hope it inspires someone today.............</i><br />
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<div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 16pt;">A Life That Matters</span></u></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;">Live a life that matters </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> Ready or not, someday it will all come to an end. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours or days. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass to someone else. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies will finally disappear. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> So, too, your hopes, ambitions, plans, and to-do lists will expire. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> It won't matter where you came from, or on what side of the tracks you lived, at the end. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant</span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> Even your gender and skin color will be irrelevant. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> So what will matter? </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> How will the value of your days be measured? </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built; not what you got, but what you gave. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> What will matter is not your success, but your significance. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage or sacrifice that enriched, empowered or encouraged others to emulate your example. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> What will matter is not your competence, but your character. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> What will matter is not how many people you knew, but how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> What will matter is not your memories, but the memories that live in those who loved you. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for what. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> It's not a matter of circumstance, but of choice. </span><br />
<span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> Choose to live a life that matters.</span></div><span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"></span></div><span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt;"> <br />
</span>Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-80636608091051498542010-09-27T17:31:00.001+08:002010-09-27T17:32:39.945+08:00Beef and Cheese Manicotti by Giada de Laurentis<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN6LTNKm7GU7iP3WeM8yQSGjkviyCWAUkXIYNz3bNqUzmx9e2r0bQhzeR4K2OFBsYQJ23lp9R7VCgob6QEeuD_WzwdUze1smiX0gZpqgt5Pa9uxswu3X6Zqo4xlhGT-XX_1Bf01X6vVp4/s1600/manicotti.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN6LTNKm7GU7iP3WeM8yQSGjkviyCWAUkXIYNz3bNqUzmx9e2r0bQhzeR4K2OFBsYQJ23lp9R7VCgob6QEeuD_WzwdUze1smiX0gZpqgt5Pa9uxswu3X6Zqo4xlhGT-XX_1Bf01X6vVp4/s1600/manicotti.JPG" /></a></div><br />
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<h2 style="color: blue; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ingredients</span></span></h2><ul style="color: blue; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">4 teaspoons olive oil</span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">1 medium onion, coarsely chopped</span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">1 pound ground beef</span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">Salt and freshly ground black pepper</span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">14 (8-ounce package) manicotti</span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">1 (15-ounce) container whole-milk ricotta</span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">3 cups shredded mozzarella</span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">1 cup grated Parmesan</span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">2 tablespoons chopped fresh Italian parsley leaves</span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">2 garlic cloves, minced</span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">3 cups marinara sauce<img height="10" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Allyn/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image001.gif" width="10" /></span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">2 tablespoons butter, cut into pieces</span></li>
</ul><h2 style="color: blue; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Directions</span></span></h2><div style="color: blue; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Heat a heavy medium skillet over medium heat. Add 1 teaspoon of the olive oil, onion and ground beef. Season with salt and pepper. Saute until the meat browns and the onion is translucent, about 5 minutes. Remove from the heat, and cool.</span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Brush 1 teaspoon of oil over a large baking sheet. Cook the manicotti in a large pot of boiling salted water until slightly softened, but still very firm to the bite, about 4 to 6 minutes. Using a slotted spoon, transfer the manicotti from the pot to the oiled baking sheet and cool.</span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Meanwhile, combine the ricotta, 1 1/2 to 2 cups mozzarella cheese, 1/2 cup Parmesan, and parsley. Add the garlic, salt, and pepper to taste, and mix. Stir the cooled meat mixture into the cheese mixture.</span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.</span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Brush the remaining 2 teaspoons of oil over a 13 by 9 by 2-inch glass baking dish. Spoon 1 1/2 cups of the marinara sauce over the bottom of the prepared dish. Fill the manicotti with the cheese-meat mixture. Arrange the stuffed pasta in a single layer in the prepared dish and spoon the remaining sauce over.</span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Sprinkle the remaining 1 1/2 cups of mozzarella cheese, then the remaining 1/2 cup of Parmesan over the stuffed pasta. Dot entire dish with the butter pieces. Bake the manicotti uncovered until heated through and the sauce bubbles on the sides of the dish, about 30 to 35 minutes. </span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Let the manicotti stand 5 minutes and serve.</span></div>Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-12792030263062896512010-09-16T15:29:00.000+08:002010-09-16T15:29:12.749+08:00Mushy Moment... Repost<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGyCXn03Hhq4_jOzMIQTy534JkdwuAZBYn5D4PKBPHRPKmu3okUDrGLsbNizjRKr9Y92Pj2YkpLyCo1-UGAk_H_sKLl0Lk_CTZ0exdscJ2XqZA0L_4WXbZIuqySTSt_rsXesokxVrQ8aA/s1600/sheeps-in-love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGyCXn03Hhq4_jOzMIQTy534JkdwuAZBYn5D4PKBPHRPKmu3okUDrGLsbNizjRKr9Y92Pj2YkpLyCo1-UGAk_H_sKLl0Lk_CTZ0exdscJ2XqZA0L_4WXbZIuqySTSt_rsXesokxVrQ8aA/s320/sheeps-in-love.jpg" /></a></div><br />
I just want to repost this as i am thinking of a Happy Thought today........ who would have thought i am capable of such mushiness.. hehehehe.. i just edited the poem from 10 things I Hate About You.......<br />
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<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><strong><i><u><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">Why do I Love thee... Let me count the ways....</span></u></i></strong><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">You make me laugh at times when i wanted to cry....</span></em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">You make me cry at times when i wanted to laugh...</span></em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">You don't show up at times when I hope you would...</span></em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">You simply show up at times when i didn't think you would...</span></em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">You don't give me flowers, you don't give me chocolates, you don't give me gifts, you don't take me home.... But you don't give a damn about weather or time of day.... you would simply spend time with me if you could come what may....</span></em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">I feel I'm the most stupid person when we argue about things.... Yet I feel i'm the luckiest person to have argued those things with you....</span></em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">You don't say I Love You often... Yet you make me feel loved by the mere mention of Gen....</span></em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">You don't call or text me as often as I do... But you always catch me offguard when you simply decide to...</span></em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">You are not the prince charming in my fairy tale... the one i envisioned my happily ever after with.... yet you are the knight who freed me from the prison of MYSELF... THE ONE who showed me that reality existed... and OH it surely did!!!</span></em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">All my life I have been looking for that someone I could connect my mind and my heart with... Now I know at last I finally did!!!</span></em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><em style="color: purple;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">I Love you....</span></em><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><br />
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<div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><b><span style="font-size: small;">"Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate. Without them, what would shape our lives? Perhaps if we never veered off course, we wouldn't fall in love, or have babies, or be who we are. After all, seasons change. So do cities. People come into your life and people go. But it's comforting to know the ones you love are always in your heart. And if you're very lucky, a plane ride away" </span></b></i></div><i><b style="color: purple;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">Carrie Bradshaw - Sex & The City</span></b></i><span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS";"></span>Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-33664020419451588122010-09-14T08:15:00.000+08:002010-09-14T08:17:54.581+08:00chain letters are not that bad!!!<span style="font-family: Arial;"><b>chain letters are not that bad, this one touched me... hope it touches your heart too.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><b>To: </b></span><span style="font-family: Tempus Sans ITC;"><b>YOU<br />
Date: TODAY<br />
From: GOD<br />
Subject: YOURSELF <br />
Reference: LIFE<br />
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This is God. Today I will be handling All of your problems for you. I do Not need your help. So, have a nice day. </b></span><span style="color: #004080; font-family: Tempus Sans ITC;"><b> </b></span><span style="font-family: Tempus Sans ITC;"><b>I love you.<br />
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P.S. And, remember...<br />
If life happens to deliver a situation to you that you cannot handle, do Not attempt to resolve it yourself! Kindly put it in the SFGTD (something for God to do) box. I will get to it in MY TIME. All situations will be resolved, but in My time, not yours.</b></span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"> </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 85%;"> </span> <br />
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Once the matter is placed into the box, do not hold onto it by worrying about it. Instead, focus on all the wonderful things that are present in your life now. </b></span><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 85%;"><br />
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Should you decide to send this to a friend; Thank you. You may have touched their life in ways you will never know! </b></span> <br />
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Now, you have a nice day.</b></span><span style="font-family: Arial;"><b><br />
God </b></span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"><br />
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God</u></b></span><span style="font-family: Informal Roman;"><b> has seen you struggling, </b></span><span style="color: #0060a0; font-family: Informal Roman;"><b><u><br />
God </u></b></span><span style="font-family: Informal Roman;"><b>says it's over.<br />
A blessing is coming your</b></span><span style="font-family: Tahoma;"><b> </b></span><span style="font-family: Informal Roman;"><b>way.</b></span>Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-11952292754218235362010-08-04T16:02:00.000+08:002010-08-04T16:02:24.365+08:00HOME...MICHAEL BUBLE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgftAG-cdyGl55vsHVRxqmB41Gcdxb1gwu7VkeZ1dY3J_LXOaiudhyphenhyphenjvyLxT21kWCit4b4lmxHMyenDe6Ajp4H3O7UZoQ-K-M9mdpApkeLmqGvGc-XK7FkvFJVUDIJN2aA4V436YoBBzx0/s1600/home.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgftAG-cdyGl55vsHVRxqmB41Gcdxb1gwu7VkeZ1dY3J_LXOaiudhyphenhyphenjvyLxT21kWCit4b4lmxHMyenDe6Ajp4H3O7UZoQ-K-M9mdpApkeLmqGvGc-XK7FkvFJVUDIJN2aA4V436YoBBzx0/s320/home.jpg" width="274" /></a></div><br />
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<b>"Home"</b></i> <!-- END OF RINGTONE 1 --> <i><br />
Another summer day<br />
Has come and gone away<br />
In Paris and Rome<br />
But I wanna go home<br />
Mmmmmmmm<br />
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May be surrounded by</i> <i><br />
A million people I<br />
Still feel all alone<br />
I just wanna go home<br />
Oh, I miss you, you know<br />
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And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you</i> <i><br />
Each one a line or two<br />
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”<br />
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough<br />
My words were cold and flat<br />
And you deserve more than that<br />
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Another aeroplane</i> <i><br />
Another sunny place<br />
I’m lucky, I know<br />
But I wanna go home<br />
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home<br />
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Let me go home</i> <i><br />
I’m just too far from where you are<br />
I wanna come home<br />
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And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life</i> <i><br />
It’s like I just stepped outside<br />
When everything was going right<br />
And I know just why you could not<br />
Come along with me<br />
'Cause this was not your dream<br />
But you always believed in me<br />
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Another winter day has come</i> <i><br />
And gone away<br />
In even Paris and Rome<br />
And I wanna go home<br />
Let me go home<br />
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And I’m surrounded by</i> <i><br />
A million people I<br />
Still feel all alone<br />
Oh, let me go home<br />
Oh, I miss you, you know<br />
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Let me go home</i> <i><br />
I’ve had my run<br />
Baby, I’m done<br />
I gotta go home<br />
Let me go home<br />
It will all be all right<br />
I’ll be home tonight<br />
I’m coming back home </i></div>Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-88450468507454443942010-07-27T16:24:00.000+08:002010-07-27T16:24:52.233+08:00Addicted To NCIS<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT0Rb5WTNygeJC-OV-UrxQYHWwjwCyOG30q0v4Fej4mlooW05yKQe5PxUIwX11s0swGjEY7K-3MQr4RJvpnkeP9RM25cwqCnCoqI_nMOUbaF6DIS4icB9GQspIJBAwxlTyJpCW1d_UcJ8/s1600/ncis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT0Rb5WTNygeJC-OV-UrxQYHWwjwCyOG30q0v4Fej4mlooW05yKQe5PxUIwX11s0swGjEY7K-3MQr4RJvpnkeP9RM25cwqCnCoqI_nMOUbaF6DIS4icB9GQspIJBAwxlTyJpCW1d_UcJ8/s200/ncis.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br />
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</div><span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Since i had the chance to catch the NCIS season 1 to 4 at Fox cable network, i got so hooked and addicted that i never missed an episode of it. It is now Season 6 here in the Philippines and i saw from the web that it still has season 8.....wooohoooo.. I am so excited!!!!</span>Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-47102726178639912262010-06-27T14:10:00.000+08:002010-06-27T14:10:27.371+08:00Come What May... Moulin Rouge<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRs7w2FMms2H1FeGRo62IXFo0dJZM2yyZrfUyzg5Z-9ctrlpmeg3gMFYSPAjUqoY66KmdN74fNME5fB6tFp5V-FflTQezE-QbvihRTsHrNGpaQeS_Gbqtqx7dZzb5XIhqh6if5A7RTyxM/s1600/IMG0029A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRs7w2FMms2H1FeGRo62IXFo0dJZM2yyZrfUyzg5Z-9ctrlpmeg3gMFYSPAjUqoY66KmdN74fNME5fB6tFp5V-FflTQezE-QbvihRTsHrNGpaQeS_Gbqtqx7dZzb5XIhqh6if5A7RTyxM/s320/IMG0029A.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="color: magenta; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Never knew I could feel like this</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Like Ive never seen the sky before</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">I want to vanish inside your kiss</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Every day Im loving you more and more</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Listen to my heart, can you hear it sings</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Telling me to give you everything</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Seasons may change, winter to spring</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">But I love you until the end of time</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Chorus:</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Come what may</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Come what may</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">I will love you until my dying day</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">It all revolves around you</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">And there's no mountain too high</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">No river too wide</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Sing out this song I'll be there by your side</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Storm clouds may gather</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">And stars may collide</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">But I love you until the end of time</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Chorus</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Oh, come what may, come what may</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">I will love you, I will love you</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Suddenly the world seems such a perfect pl</span></span><span style="color: magenta;">ace</span></i></div><div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"><br />
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</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>I haven't really prayed lately.. not because i lost faith but simply because I'm having difficulty expressing what i truly feel. There's just so much inside my heart... fear...anxiety..confusion...</b></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>Last night, i cried.. i didn't say anything, i didn't talk, i just allowed my tears to say it all.... i hope HE heard.. i hope HE understood.</b></div><div style="background-color: white; color: blue;"><br />
</div> Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-69900970080369163332010-06-10T14:51:00.000+08:002010-06-10T14:51:59.045+08:00Inner Turmoil... repost from another blogger..<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLLY-m6y8YVvWMUj_CzvmjkGgnp_pc2QgJI1fX5bFrfzTsVj8lF3mZttdTV4rY8yTkkJIK-DUfUu5LaUxmUrJ5IptpymF8UrQwIJvrVw27fPfZMRn5-T7WeedSXjSWa36f2hM9Nq08Rs8/s1600/Waiting+for+my+prince2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLLY-m6y8YVvWMUj_CzvmjkGgnp_pc2QgJI1fX5bFrfzTsVj8lF3mZttdTV4rY8yTkkJIK-DUfUu5LaUxmUrJ5IptpymF8UrQwIJvrVw27fPfZMRn5-T7WeedSXjSWa36f2hM9Nq08Rs8/s320/Waiting+for+my+prince2.JPG" /></a></div><br />
<b><center><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div style="font-size: 14pt; font-weight: bold; padding-bottom: 2px;">Inner Turmoil </div><div style="padding-bottom: 4px;">You may feel crazy on the inside, but to the outside world you are the picture of absolute normality. Keeping things inside may be driving you slowly insane, but the outside world will never know. Of course, it's not always good to keep things bottled up. It could lead to ulcers and hyper tension. So release that pent up insanity once in a while, we promise the world will not judge you and you might even have some fun exorcising your madness. </div></span></center></b>Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-14182191497036933912010-06-07T16:35:00.000+08:002010-06-07T16:35:58.256+08:00Rainbow Connection.... by Kermit the Frog<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUN7gXigyKCYGR5HtcLxiahHc2v-pxjxjyknUE_TCf5auwgW9NA32gicIgvadHJHpL8cV2uXldGkPRD3SWlH1nlSg7Jam4JuGEPCsmbJaieKe-5KoSdaZ-L5B3ftqb7BnDSkBCaMdXTEE/s1600/my+promise+of+hope2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUN7gXigyKCYGR5HtcLxiahHc2v-pxjxjyknUE_TCf5auwgW9NA32gicIgvadHJHpL8cV2uXldGkPRD3SWlH1nlSg7Jam4JuGEPCsmbJaieKe-5KoSdaZ-L5B3ftqb7BnDSkBCaMdXTEE/s320/my+promise+of+hope2.JPG" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span class="txt_1">Why are there so many<br />
Songs about rainbows<br />
And what's on the other side<br />
Rainbow's are visions<br />
They're only illusions<br />
And rainbows have nothing to hide<br />
So we've been told and some chose to<br />
Believe it<br />
But I know they're wrong wait and see<br />
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Someday we'll find it<br />
The Rainbow Connection<br />
The lovers, the dreamers and me<br />
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Who said that every wish<br />
Would be heard and answered<br />
When wished on the morning star<br />
Somebody thought of that<br />
And someone believed it<br />
And look what it's done so far<br />
What's so amazing<br />
That keeps us star gazing<br />
What so we think we might see<br />
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Someday we'll find it<br />
That Rainbow Connection<br />
The lovers the dreamers and me<br />
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Have you been half asleep<br />
And have you heard voices<br />
I've heard them calling my name<br />
Are these the sweet sounds that called<br />
The young sailors<br />
I think they're one and the same<br />
I've heard it too many times to ignore it<br />
There's something that I'm supposed to be<br />
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Someday we'll find it<br />
The Rainbow Connection<br />
The lovers, the dreamers and me</span></div>Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-52678861168900278912010-05-25T15:49:00.000+08:002010-05-25T15:49:13.052+08:00Grow Old with you... Adam Sandler<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5lTOwtNo1s9wyXnvGQ_qE36nL13Rl9_g4b6BPI4BchXFLUiPvApc8ywhScLxTdhd5OO6qsYddOKiyPLo-p02vW4zDzgDCMpxzK51Y3jzg2BJNxd89n_yPpOZUitRpb95-bi_J80fs66w/s1600/holding+hands.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5lTOwtNo1s9wyXnvGQ_qE36nL13Rl9_g4b6BPI4BchXFLUiPvApc8ywhScLxTdhd5OO6qsYddOKiyPLo-p02vW4zDzgDCMpxzK51Y3jzg2BJNxd89n_yPpOZUitRpb95-bi_J80fs66w/s320/holding+hands.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad. Carry you around when your arthritis is bad. Oh, all I wanna do is grow old with you. <br />
I'll get your medicine when your tummy aches. Build you a fire if the furnace breaks. Oh, It could be so nice to grow old with you. <br />
I'll miss you, kiss you. Give you my coat when you are cold. Need you, feed you. Even let you hold the remote control. So let me do the dishes in the kitchen sink. Put you to bed when you've had too much to drink. Oh, I could be the man who grows old with you. <br />
I wanna grow old with you.</div>Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-87245317940729258162010-05-18T14:38:00.001+08:002010-05-18T14:38:26.121+08:00Venus EclipseI had the chance to see this rare sight last sunday night....<br />
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<div style="background-color: white; color: purple;">We always tend to wait for that one day in one year that should be all about US.. just ME DAY! I had mine a couple of days ago and although it wasn't exactly the BEST EVER and it started really OFF... somehow it ended up HAPPY.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: purple;">I just want to say <i><b>THANK YOU SO MUCH</b></i> from the bottom of my heart to all the smiles....</div><div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: purple;">To my family -- it wasn't what i wanted, but i know you all tried to make it a happy day for me.. <i><b>THANK YOU.</b></i> Mama thank you for always trying.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: purple;">To my relatives who remembered -- thank you especially to lola who called so early in the morning, you all never fail to make me feel that i have my family behind me no matter what.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: purple;">To my facebook friends and cousins -- WHOAAAA.. i was really surprised with all the greetings... <i><b>THANKS... THANKS!!</b></i></div><div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: purple;">To <b>HUBBY </b>of course --- <i><b>THANK YOU</b></i>, no words can express how much you made me happy. You are my<b> GIFT</b>... as long as you're there beside me, it's my birthday everyday.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: purple;">To PAPA -- i guess you weren't meant to come back but then.. i still tried to wish for it.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"><b>THANK YOU ALL... </b></div><div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"><br />
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This song is for him.... by Luther Vandross...<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence<br />
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then<br />
Spin me around 'til I fell asleep<br />
Then up the stairs he would carry me<br />
And I knew for sure I was loved<br />
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him<br />
I'd play a song that would never, ever end<br />
How I'd love, love, love<br />
To dance with my father again<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">When I and my mother would disagree<br />
To get my way, I would run from her to him<br />
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me<br />
Then finally make me do just what my mama said<br />
Later that night when I was asleep<br />
He left a dollar under my sheet<br />
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me<br />
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him<br />
I'd play a song that would never, ever end<br />
'Cause I'd love, love, love<br />
To dance with my father again<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Sometimes I'd listen outside her door<br />
And I'd hear how my mother cried for him<br />
I pray for her even more than me<br />
I pray for her even more than me<br />
I know I'm praying for much too much<br />
But could you send back the only man she loved<br />
I know you don't do it usually<br />
But dear Lord she's dying<br />
To dance with my father again<br />
Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream</span></span>Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-37654472692652974732010-04-30T14:49:00.002+08:002010-04-30T14:49:29.261+08:00Psalm 131<h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}"><span class="UIStory_Message">A Prayer of Humble Trust ... Psalm 131.... Lord I have given up my pride and turned away from my arrogance. I am not concerned with great matters or with subjects too difficult for me. Instead I am content and at peace as a child lies quietly in it's mother's arms so my heart is quiet within me. israel , trust in the Lord now and forever.....</span></h3>Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-76941293204872868242010-04-29T15:26:00.001+08:002010-05-12T21:37:48.592+08:00This is Me.. Demi Lovato<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAuSfrSVT6VThm6imJDZHTGYoAsy524c__-Jtr30Q4jB89bC3F2VMXL9v_kt5okft4PTMhY7L007m8hRiPDCowtCPA7kY_zRZIHPGX3f-82a00ccZizUHyPxQhFfd5AwhUKkImImhiC8g/s1600/express+urself.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="232" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAuSfrSVT6VThm6imJDZHTGYoAsy524c__-Jtr30Q4jB89bC3F2VMXL9v_kt5okft4PTMhY7L007m8hRiPDCowtCPA7kY_zRZIHPGX3f-82a00ccZizUHyPxQhFfd5AwhUKkImImhiC8g/s320/express+urself.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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I know this is way below my type of songs but i just like the simplicity of the message.. it's like simply coming out and just being who you are!<br />
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This is Me... <br />
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I've always been the kind of girl<br />
That hid my face<br />
So afraid to tell the world<br />
What I've got to say<br />
But I have this dream<br />
Right inside of me<br />
I'm gonna let it show, it's time<br />
To let you know<br />
To let you know<br />
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This is real, this is me<br />
I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be, now<br />
Gonna let the light, shine on me<br />
Now I've found, who I am<br />
There's no way to hold it in<br />
No more hiding who I want to be<br />
This is me<br />
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Do you know what it's like<br />
To feel so in the dark<br />
To dream about a life<br />
Where you're the shining star<br />
Even though it seems<br />
Like it's too far away<br />
I have to believe in myself<br />
It's the only way<br />
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This is real, This is me<br />
I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be, now<br />
Gonna let the light, shine on me<br />
Now I've found, who I am<br />
There's no way to hold it in<br />
No more hiding who I want to be<br />
This is me<br />
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You're the voice I hear inside my head<br />
The reason that I'm singing<br />
I need to find you, I gotta find you<br />
You're the missing piece I need<br />
The song inside of me<br />
I need to find you, I gotta find you<br />
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This is real, this is me<br />
I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be, now<br />
Gonna let the light, shine on me<br />
Now I've found, who I am<br />
There's no way to hold it in<br />
No more hiding who I want to be<br />
This is me<br />
You're the missing piece I need<br />
The song inside of me (this is me)<br />
You're the voice I hear inside my head<br />
The reason that I'm singing<br />
Now I've found, who I am<br />
There's no way to hold it in<br />
No more hiding who I want to be<br />
This is meSilverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4129477240122653387.post-48991897269392421852010-04-28T20:56:00.000+08:002010-04-28T20:56:57.370+08:00..jst nothin..blank......how come my mind seems so blank... i know i have a lot of thoughts that i wanted to share but i just can't express it..... writer's block!<br />
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and i can't even paste a picture!!!!! coz i don't know how! ggggggggrrrrrrrrrr!Silverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10349333886360336411noreply@blogger.com0