<?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-4014927530715637041</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:07:16.186-08:00</updated><category term='Photos'/><category term='Fm Static'/><category term='Dianne Elise'/><category term='Taylor Swift'/><category term='My Random Thoughts'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='mp3 downloads'/><category term='David Archuleta'/><category term='Boyce Avenue'/><category term='College Stuffs'/><title type='text'>•| mira |•</title><subtitle type='html'>...i'm more than half crazy</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-2322961135845957605</id><published>2009-07-22T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T16:50:51.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Stuffs'/><title type='text'>Love isn't just in the air</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Love isn't just in the air...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;it is the very air we breathe..&lt;/span&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;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;who can resist you?&lt;/span&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;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SiaDmnQErMI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dRjbV7jR0HI/s200/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343102707316337858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Funhouse is the fifth studio album by American pop singer P!nk, released by LaFace Records worldwide in October, 2008. Upon its release, the album has reached number one on the charts in Australia, New Zealand and United Kingdom, while debuting at number two in Germany, Ireland, France and United States. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The album's lead single, "So What", has been the biggest solo success of P!nk's career to date, topping the charts in eleven countries so far, including her native United States, the UK, Germany and in Australia, and reaching the top 5 in many others. The album also yielded hit single "Sober" which reached the top 20 in almost 20 countries, including the United States, Canada, Turkey and many others. The album's third single, "Please Don't Leave Me", reached the top 40 in the United Sates and the top 20 in Canada, New Zealand, Australia and UK. The fourth single "Bad Influence" has so far charted in New Zealand and Australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The album's original title was Heartbreak Is A Motherfucker,which is due to the fact that the album speaks openly about P!nk's separation from her husband, motocross Carey Hart. The two have since reconciled. However, the title was changed to avoid public reactions that may cause a decrease in the sales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Track listing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1.     "So What"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2.     "Sober"   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3.     "I Don't Believe You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4.     "One Foot Wrong" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5.     "Please Don't Leave Me"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6.     "Bad Influence" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7.     "Funhouse"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8.     "Crystal Ball" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9.     "Mean"     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10.   "It's All Your Fault"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;11.   "Ave Mary A" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;12.   "Glitter In The Air"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/file/ezr22mmyjto/pnkFNHS.zip"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Download this album from www.mediafire.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1405/1405987kcbwpzit4f.gif" width="125" height="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en.wikipedia.org/wiki/&lt;b&gt;Funhouse&lt;/b&gt;_(&lt;b&gt;album&lt;/b&gt;) &lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;www.mediafire.com&lt;/span&gt;&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/4014927530715637041-6650412896322238945?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/6650412896322238945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/06/funhouse-is-fifth-studio-album-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/6650412896322238945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/6650412896322238945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/06/funhouse-is-fifth-studio-album-by.html' title='Pink - Funhouse'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SiaDmnQErMI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dRjbV7jR0HI/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-6663064913145166261</id><published>2009-06-02T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:02:35.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>OFFICIAL New Moon Trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FiNALLY! the official trailer of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt; is here. This clip / cut was shown to the publi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;c during the MTV movie awards. I'm sure that many of us were having a hard time in searching for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;is right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SiU9tsVipOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/STzb_hb-a_Y/s1600-h/n191782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SiU9tsVipOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/STzb_hb-a_Y/s200/n191782.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342744388149880034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just can't wait until 11.20.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kSFMmkMfQ5Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kSFMmkMfQ5Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are the NEW MOON Movie Casts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* Robert Pattinson as Edward Cullen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* Kristen Stewart as Bella Swan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* Jamie Campbell Bower as Caius&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;* Graham Greene as Harry Clearwater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* Michael Sheen as Aro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;* Noot Seear as Heidi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;* Cameron Bright as Alec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* Daniel Cudmore as Felix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* Dakota Fanning as Jane&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    * Taylor Lautner as Jacob Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* Ashley Greene as Alice Cullen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* Peter Facinelli as Dr. Carlisle Cullen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;* Elizabeth Reaser as Esme Cullen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* Kellan Lutz as Emmett Cullen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;* Nikki Reed as Rosalie Hale&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;* Jackson Rathbone as Jasper Hale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* Billy Burke as Charlie Swan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    * Edi Gathegi as Laurent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    * Rachelle Lefevre as Victoria&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;* Michael Welch as Mike Newton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* The Wolf Pack - Chaske Spencer, Alex Meraz, Kiowa Gordon and Bronson Pelletier&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&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/4014927530715637041-6663064913145166261?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/6663064913145166261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/06/official-new-moon-trailer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/6663064913145166261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/6663064913145166261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/06/official-new-moon-trailer.html' title='OFFICIAL New Moon Trailer'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SiU9tsVipOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/STzb_hb-a_Y/s72-c/n191782.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-6015908802210303594</id><published>2009-05-31T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:26:51.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3 downloads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boyce Avenue'/><title type='text'>Boyce Avenue - Acoustic Sessions 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SiI5141RZeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/F68VHt6tzr4/s1600-h/200022671_l_0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SiI5141RZeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/F68VHt6tzr4/s320/200022671_l_0.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341895705966503394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Track Listing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweetest Girl (Dollar Bill)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take You There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep Holding On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bleeding Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because Of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Same Mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No Air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What Hurts The Most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/file/n2ni3evijzy/bycavnASV2.zip"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Download this album from www.mediafire.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/4014927530715637041-6015908802210303594?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/6015908802210303594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/boyce-avenue-acoustic-sessions-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/6015908802210303594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/6015908802210303594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/boyce-avenue-acoustic-sessions-2.html' title='Boyce Avenue - Acoustic Sessions 2'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SiI5141RZeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/F68VHt6tzr4/s72-c/200022671_l_0.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-821446349517809518</id><published>2009-05-20T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:15:18.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Photo mosaic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShTh8UxbNtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/tUrHdabQRgQ/s1600-h/wow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShTh8UxbNtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/tUrHdabQRgQ/s400/wow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338139884825294546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Fill A Photo With Photos"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Credits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Adobe Photoshop Cs3 Portable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;www.photoshopessentials.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; for the tutorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-821446349517809518?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/821446349517809518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/photo-mosaic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/821446349517809518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/821446349517809518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/photo-mosaic.html' title='Photo mosaic'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShTh8UxbNtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/tUrHdabQRgQ/s72-c/wow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-3448289562764682383</id><published>2009-05-17T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T03:10:10.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pinoy cheesy lines/pick up lines [part2]</title><content type='html'>kinilig yata si Dana masyado kaya nagre-request ng part 2..&lt;br /&gt;well, dahil kinulit nia ko ng bonggang-bongga, etuh na .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Geometry ba ang favorite subject mo? Kasi kahit anong angle, ang ganda mo eh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"May kilala ka bang gumagawa ng sirang relo? Sira ata ang relo ko eh... kasi parang tumitigil ang oras pag kasama kita"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Minsan gusto kitang patirin... Para mahulog ka ka na sa akin!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Bola ka ba? Ayaw kasi kitang maagaw ng iba..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Bastos ka din eh no?   pano naman kasi, basta basta ka nalang pumapasok sa puso ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Tapos na ba ang exam mo? pwede bang ako naman ang sagutin mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"May kilala ka bang gumagawa ng sirang relo? Sira ata ang relo ko eh... kasi parang tumitigil ang oras pag kasama kita"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Aanhin mo pa ang bahay nyo, kung nakatira ka na sa puso ko."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Krayola ka ba? Nang makilala kasi kita, naging makulay ang buhay ko..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"San ka kagabi?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bakit wala ka sa panaginip ko? Di tuloy sweet yung dreams ko.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Alam mo nagbasketball ako kanina. Halos lahat ng bola na shoot ko. :) Pero alam mo, isa lang ang namiss ko.. IKAW!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hindi naman ako HOMEWORK.. But why are there so many people who wanna take me home?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-3448289562764682383?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/3448289562764682383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/pinoy-cheesy-linespick-up-lines-part2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/3448289562764682383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/3448289562764682383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/pinoy-cheesy-linespick-up-lines-part2.html' title='pinoy cheesy lines/pick up lines [part2]'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-1655231602841719330</id><published>2009-05-16T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T07:56:44.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adik ka sa internet noh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SiGNS THAT YOU ARE ADDICTED TO iNTERNET JUNKiES !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. A friend stops to see you since your phone has been busy—–for a year!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-lolz.. hindi naman! Actually mga 1 day lang siguro..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="more-2919"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. You forgot how to work the TV remote control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-maybe.. minsan na lang ako manuod ng tv eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. You see something funny and scream, “LOL,  LOL.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-sometimes, kapag nagkakaasaran lang kami ng classmates ko na ka-chat ko din lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. You tell everyone, that after surgery, your mom went to ICQ ……instead of ICU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-hahaha.. Hindi naman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. You sign off and your screen says you were on for 3 days and 45 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Hindi rin masyado.. lolz.. Siguro i'm on for 5-8 hours in a day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. You placed the refrigerator beside your computer…or put it in the bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-No. Pulbo, Suklay . ayun madalas nasa tabi ko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. You buy a laptop and a cell phone so you can have ICQ in your car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-No.. Cellphone lang pwede na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8. Tech support calls YOU for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. You beg your friends to get an account so you can “hang out.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Yah! Kaso ung iba eh mga NEGA!! (kj) haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10. You get a second phone line just to call out for pizza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-No.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11. You purchase a vanity car license plate with your screen name on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12. You say “he he he he” or “heh heh heh” instead of laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Truelalu.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;13. You say “SCROLL UP” when someone asks what it was you said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Try ko nga minsan ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14. You find out divorce papers had been served on you 6 months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Hindi naman divorce papers. Siguro mga paper works lang nakapila sa tabi ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15. You talk on the phone with the same person you are sending an instant message to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Sometimes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;16. You look at an annoying person off line and wish that you had your ignore button handy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Actually naisip ko na din un. Kaso baka hindi maka-relate ung pagsabihan ko eh ..hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17.  You start to experience “withdrawal” after not being online for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18. You say…….”Where did the time go??”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-yah. Ang bilis ng oras, i'm not aware that i've been online na pala the whole afternoon ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;19. You sit on ICQ for 6 hours for that certain special person to sign on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Dati un ..Hindi na ngayon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20. You get up in the morning and go online before getting your coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-actually hindi naman.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21. You end your sentences with…..three or more periods…….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- isn't it obvious? ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22. You need to be pried from your computer by the jaws-of-life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;23. Your answering machine/voice mail sounds a little like this…. “BRB.  Leave your S/N and I’ll TTYL…ASAP”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-haha.. d nman maxadu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;24. You enter a room and get greeted by 25 people with {{{hugs}}} and ****kisses*****.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-dati nung meron pa kong clan sa YM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;25. Being called a newbie is a major insult to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;26. You’re on the phone and say “BRB”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-YEESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;27. Your teacher or boss recommends a drug test for the blood-shot eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-haha.. Laki nga eyebags ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;28. You get up at 2:00 AM to go to the bathroom and turn the computer on instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4014927530715637041-1655231602841719330?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/1655231602841719330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/adik-ka-sa-internet-noh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/1655231602841719330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/1655231602841719330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/adik-ka-sa-internet-noh.html' title='Adik ka sa internet noh?'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-784173318853464226</id><published>2009-05-12T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:39:26.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pinoy cheesy lines/pick up lines [part1]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madami nang kumalakat sa textline and even sa web na mga ganitong pick-up lines na talaga naman nakakatuwa. haha. eto na share ko lan sa inyo ung mga na-collect ko! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/523/523651hrk7q2lyrl.gif" width="28" border="0" height="23" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;`meron ka bang eraser?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi kasi kita mabura sa isip ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;`may mmda ba rito?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;kasi nagkabanggaan puso natin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;`ibibili kita ng salbabida mo kasi…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malulunod ka sa pagmamahal ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;` Do you drink yakult?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Coz everyday you’re ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(guy walks towards the girl na parang galit) "Miss, ok ka rin noh?! ang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kapal ng mukha mo! (so medyo shocked ung girl sabay hirit ng) "Hindi pa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nga kita nakikilala pina-ibig mo na ang puso ko."&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`asthma ka ba?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;kasi you take my breath away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;`Para kang plema&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;...&lt;br /&gt;because di ka maalis sa dibdib ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;` Miss…SM ka ba??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;kasi you’ve got it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;`naka-kain ka ba ng watusi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;pag nag-ssmile ka kasi, may nakikita akong spark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;`pokemon ka ba?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;kasi I CHOOSE you! [di ba ke pikachu... ash: "pikachu! i choose you!"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;` Matador ka ba!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;kasi ang lakas ng tama ko sayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;` Limang piso ka ba?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi sakto ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;`nasan ka kagabi?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala ka ata sa panaginip ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Gutom ka ba?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara, bubusugin kita sa pagmamahal ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Uy malala na yung sakit ko sa puso, dalawa na lang options ko para gumaling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;either ICU or U C me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Miss, umutot ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;‘Cause you took my breath away. (aw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Para kang TABLE OF CONTENTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Dahil ikaw ang topic ng bawat pahina ng buhay ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;`I think I’m a bad player…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;…because I keep on missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;` Pwede ba kita maging sidecar?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;single kasi ako eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;` guy: miss, anung kukuning course mo?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;girl: uhm gusto ko sanang magnursing…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;guy: teka…magkakasakit ata ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;` Are you a PS game?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i hope you’re not Tekken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;` o ito english naman:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I hate all the letters of the alphabet, but I love "U"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oha oha xD&lt;br /&gt;ayos mga banat nuh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/2123/2123429b7gkz4j8sw.gif" width="87" height="80" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-784173318853464226?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/784173318853464226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/pinoy-cheesy-linespick-up-lines-part1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/784173318853464226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/784173318853464226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/pinoy-cheesy-linespick-up-lines-part1.html' title='pinoy cheesy lines/pick up lines [part1]'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-5052447718554735152</id><published>2009-05-12T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T05:05:53.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3 downloads'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - Fearless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was about to sign out my blogger account when Renz &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(one of my dear plurkmates)&lt;/span&gt; asked me to post the download link of this album. She's been asking me to post this I think a couple of weeks ago weeks ago but unfortunately I always forget to post it. haha. Sorry if now lang na-post ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SgktCmmvmmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GqG-qUZgfE4/s1600-h/taylor_swift_fearless_cover-280x280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SgktCmmvmmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GqG-qUZgfE4/s200/taylor_swift_fearless_cover-280x280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334844756343102050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Track Listing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   1. "Fearless"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   2. "Fifteen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   3. "Love Story"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   4. "Hey Stephen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   5. "White Horse"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   6. "You Belong with Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   7. "Breathe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   8. "Tell Me Why"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   9. "You're Not Sorry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  10. "The Way I Loved You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  11. "Forever &amp;amp; Always"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  12. "The Best Day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  13. "Change" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/file/tnzmmg5lncz/tylrswftFRLS.zip"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Download this album from www.mediafire.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.enjoy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-5052447718554735152?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/5052447718554735152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/taylor-swift-fearless.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/5052447718554735152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/5052447718554735152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/taylor-swift-fearless.html' title='Taylor Swift - Fearless'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SgktCmmvmmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GqG-qUZgfE4/s72-c/taylor_swift_fearless_cover-280x280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-3809478505423065644</id><published>2009-05-11T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:32:11.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Spell REMITTANCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When children are taught how to tie their shoes, it's because of what their parents showed them. The same as when they learned how to solve Math problems, it is because of what their teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Children learn from what they see. Every little thing they see or encountered has a great impact on them. At dahil bata lang sila eh lahat ng nakikita, naririnig or napapanood nila ay aakalain nilang tama. Especially ung mga napapanuod nila sa television.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WUU5dlh97bE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WUU5dlh97bE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;At the very first time na napanood ko tong commercial na toh eh nainis talaga ko. Naisip ko na maling-mali talaga. This commercial was so disgusting. Syempre kapag narinig ng mga bata un eh tatatak sa isip nila na ang REMITTANCE is spelled as LBC. Kahit pa sabihin nila na it is not their intention na magturo ng mali sa viewers eh MALI as in MALI talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: ok class, spell " REMITTANCE."&lt;br /&gt;Student 1 (raising his hand): REMITTANCE, capital L-B-C&lt;br /&gt;(magtatawanan buong klase)&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: uhhmm, anyone who can give me the right answer?&lt;br /&gt;Student 2 (raising his hand): Ma'am sabi sa TV, capital L-B-C daw un eh..&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: No class, that's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Student: eh bakit ganun..?! Tumpak naman daw po ung sagot.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: No! No! It was just an advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;Students (confused) : anu ba talaga.?! &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/749/749680w7xcccgfby.gif" width="50" border="0" height="50" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayz. Ganyan siguro ang magiging senaryo sa school, ayt? This will make confusions sa mga bata.&lt;br /&gt;Sana ung mga advertisers umisip na lang ng new ways of advertising their company. They can advertise in such a way that they will not leave confusions sa mga viewers lalo pa't alam nila eh it will greatly affect sa learning process ng mga bata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1276/1276752h6e4tykrbg.gif" width="34" border="0" height="24" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck na lan (lolz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-3809478505423065644?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/3809478505423065644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/spell-remittance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/3809478505423065644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/3809478505423065644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/spell-remittance.html' title='Spell REMITTANCE'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-6544574020142663635</id><published>2009-05-07T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:57:58.657-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Summer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Natatawa ako sa sarili ko kasi kung kelan malapit na mag-end ang summer vacation summer eh ngayon ko lang  naisipang mag-post ng blog about summer. Siguro, hindi ko lang talaga feel. Hindi ko feel ang summer! Since nung bata pa ko, kapag summer vacation eh hindi ko naman gawain na pumunta ng probinsya to spend a week or two. Sa taun-taong ginawa ng diyos eh hindi ko pa un naranasan. Una, kasi wala naman kami masyadong kamag-anak sa province. Kung meron man, hindi ko sila close. At kung may opportunity man na pumunta ko dun eh isang araw lang at larga na agad kami pauwi. how sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Summer, anjan ang mga swimming ng family, or ng mga barkada or classmates. Ewan ko ba parang this year's summer was the most boring summer vacation ng buhay ko. Kumbaga eh wala ako sa mood. Amf. Nagswimming sila sa isang beach sa Bataan, hindi ako sumama. Nagswimming sila sa isang resort sa Bulacan, ayoko pa rin sumama. mas feel ko pang makisalo at makisawsaw at makipagsiksikan sa swimming pool ng kapatid kong maliit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nakakasawa. Araw-araw na lang. Siguro, In a day, 6-7 hours ako nakaharap sa computer (kaadikan) Gigising ako ng 9am, lalabas ng bahay at magbabantay ng pc shop until lunch then after that, uuwi ako sa house para matulog at matulog at kumain at makinig ng radio para makatulog ulit. At pagkagising, nood ng tv, kain ng dinner, tambay sa labas at magbantay ulit ng shop, at kapag wala nang customers ay magsasara na ako at uuwi na para makinig ng radyo or manuod ng tv hanggang madaling araw. Araw-araw na lang. Nakakasawa na. Anu ba namang buhay toh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Naisip ko tuloy sana magpasukan na. Pero bakit ganun? Kapag naman nag-start na ang class eh tinatamad naman ako pumasok at humihiling na sana walang pasok. Ano ba yan. Para na akong tanga. Haayyy buhay, parang Life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;PERO~ hindi dito nagtatapos ang lahat. Masaya pa din naman ako kahit ganito ang summer ko. Bakit? Kasi masaya ko at lagi akong online at nakaka-pag update ng email ko. Madami din akong na-discover na mga bagay-bagay. Kahit papaano naman eh naging makabuluhan ung summer ko. Natuto ako mag-plurk at nagsawa mag-friendster. Gumawa ng account sa Facebook at maglaro ng petsociety. Mag-download ng mga latest songs at patugtugin ng malakas sa loob ng shop. Maglaro ng dress-up, burger machine, at maglutu-lutuan sa y8, (may y3 na dn pala ngaun ^^) .At makipag-chat sa mga taong sa computer ko lang nakilala. Special Mention ko pla si Bluaxel.. ay mali.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BlueXeal&lt;/span&gt; pla. Sorry duling lang. hehe. Napagkamalan pa kitang si yabz nun. lolz. Thanks nga pala dba pag-uwi mo dito diba lilibre mo ko? thanks talaga :D at mababayaran mo na mga utang mo sakin. ahhaha. (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyway, next week eh enrollment na. Salamat at makakalabas nanaman ako ng Barracks. Maglalakbay patungong eskwelahan ng halos isang oras. Makikita nanaman ang mga classmates na pasaway at ang mga professors na walang ginawa kundi.. syempre turuan kami. Andyan nanaman ang bagong bag, sapatos, notebook at tenteeeneeeneeeen.. ang aking INTERNSHiP uniform xD..  excited? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sige. Bye Summer, Hello Rainy Season hehe. Anjan na si Emong. Ihanda na ang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;umbrella-ella-ella-eh-eh-eh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;p.s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lord, sana po next summer makapamasyal naman ako :D kahit sa Bagiuo lang :D ty mwua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&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/4014927530715637041-6544574020142663635?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/6544574020142663635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/6544574020142663635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/6544574020142663635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer.html' title='Summer?'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-810460939102800405</id><published>2009-05-05T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T08:13:37.594-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fm Static'/><title type='text'>FM Static - Critically Ashamed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FM Static&lt;/span&gt; is a two-piece Toronto-based Christian pop punk band currently signed to Tooth &amp;amp; Nail Records. The band was started as a side project by Thousand Foot Krutch frontman, Trevor McNevan and drummer Steve Augustine. The original lineup included John Bunner on guitar and Justin Smith on bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1089/1089407r9iq6lcouz.gif" width="37" border="0" height="19" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SgBUkKiLfuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Yafdcs8Z9xM/s1600-h/album-critically-ashamed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SgBUkKiLfuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Yafdcs8Z9xM/s200/album-critically-ashamed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332354939086405346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Critically Ashamed&lt;/span&gt; is the second album by the pop punk band FM Static.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track listing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. "Hope the Rock Show Goes Good"&lt;br /&gt; 2. "Flop Culture"&lt;br /&gt; 3. "Six Candles"&lt;br /&gt; 4. "The Next Big Thing"&lt;br /&gt; 5. "America's Next Freak"&lt;br /&gt; 6. "Tonight"&lt;br /&gt; 7. "The Video Store"&lt;br /&gt; 8. "Girl of the Year"&lt;br /&gt; 9. "Nice Piece of Art"&lt;br /&gt;10. "What It Feels Like"&lt;br /&gt;11. "Waste of Time"&lt;br /&gt;12. "Moment of Truth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/file/zzyywmzmz5x/fmsttcCA.zip"&gt;Download this album from www.mediafire.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/948/948532zr96alyx9q.gif" width="55" border="0" height="57" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;enjoy listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4014927530715637041-810460939102800405?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/810460939102800405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/fm-static-critically-ashamed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/810460939102800405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/810460939102800405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/05/fm-static-critically-ashamed.html' title='FM Static - Critically Ashamed'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SgBUkKiLfuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Yafdcs8Z9xM/s72-c/album-critically-ashamed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-1118542336289282476</id><published>2009-04-24T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:00:47.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3 downloads'/><title type='text'>SpongeBob SquarePants</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SfJ1NSnQdWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ePMicKwXSX0/s1600-h/spongebob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SfJ1NSnQdWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ePMicKwXSX0/s320/spongebob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328450180327961954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Ang SpongeBob SquarePants ay isang seryeng animasyon na palabas sa panooran. Kabilang ito sa mga nakawiwiling Nicktoons (mga kartun ng Nickelodeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;n). Noong 2007, pinangalanan itong pinaka-tanyag na palabas ng magasing Time. Bagaman unang sumahimpapawid ito mula sa Nickelodeon sa Estados Unidos, laganap na ang pagpapalabas nito sa buong mundo. Kinatha ito ni Stephen Hillenburg at pinamamangasiwaan ng kumpanyang United Plankton Pictures, Inc.. Naipalabas din ang SpongeBob sa MTV2, ang kapatid na kumpanya ng Nickolodeon noong 2006, ngunit hindi nagtagal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Ang pangunahing lokasyon ng palabas, ang Lungsod ng Bikini Bottom sa Karagatang Pasipiko ang tagpuan ng palabas na ito. Sumahimpapawid ang unang palabas nito noong ika-1 ng Mayo, 1999, bagaman ang unang opisyal na pagtatanghal ay noong ika-17 ng Hulyo, 1999, kinapapalooban ng pangalawang bahagi, ang Bubblestand at Ripped Pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;object style="font-family: verdana;" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1_bJ_q0rK5s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1_bJ_q0rK5s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS THEME SONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.ziddu.com/download/4454516/SpongeBobSquarePantsthemesong.mp3.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;click here to download&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Captain: Are ya ready kids?&lt;br /&gt;Kids: Ai ai Captian&lt;br /&gt;Captain:I cant here u&lt;br /&gt;Kids: Ai ai Captian&lt;br /&gt;Captain: ohhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain: Who lives in a pinneapple under the sea?&lt;br /&gt;Kids:SpongeBob SquarePants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Captain: Absorbent and yellow and porous is he?&lt;br /&gt;Kids:SpongeBob SquarePants!&lt;br /&gt;Captain: If natical nonsense be something u wish&lt;br /&gt;Kids:SpongeBob SquarePants!&lt;br /&gt;Captain: Them drop on the deck and flop like a fish&lt;br /&gt;Kids:SpongeBob SquarePants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain: Ready?&lt;br /&gt;Both:SpongeBob SquarePants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Both:SpongeBob SquarePants!&lt;br /&gt;Both:SpongeBob SquarePants!&lt;br /&gt;Both:SpongeBob SquarePants!&lt;br /&gt;Captain: Sponge Bob  Square Pants&lt;br /&gt;Captain: ah ha ha ha ha ah ha ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SfJ8huOxmzI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6KcHB9vfAgU/s1600-h/spongebob-squarepants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SfJ8huOxmzI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6KcHB9vfAgU/s200/spongebob-squarepants.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328458227920247602" 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/4014927530715637041-1118542336289282476?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/1118542336289282476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/spongebob-squarepants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/1118542336289282476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/1118542336289282476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/spongebob-squarepants.html' title='SpongeBob SquarePants'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SfJ1NSnQdWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ePMicKwXSX0/s72-c/spongebob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-9095555974605704368</id><published>2009-04-21T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:22:23.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Stuffs'/><title type='text'>To all Graduates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know it's been quite late for me to congratulate all the graduates this year. But it's better late than never, right? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Congratulations, and welcome to the world of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;UNEMPLOYMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ... &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1202/1202591pu55lez1va.gif" width="40" height="25" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;[just kiddin' ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Buti pa kayo eh tapos na paghihirap sa college. Naisip ko tuloy, ang dami ko pa palang kakaining bigas bago makapagtapos. Pero at least naman di ba nangalahati na ko, YEESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2 years na lang, graduate na ko.. yiee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Goodluck to all of you, and I hope that you can share the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;WISDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; to your countrymen. AMEN. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/846/846120dbkflotc04.gif" width="46" height="40" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-9095555974605704368?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/9095555974605704368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-all-graduates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/9095555974605704368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/9095555974605704368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-all-graduates.html' title='To all Graduates'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-1928103062842758738</id><published>2009-04-13T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:33:26.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Stuffs'/><title type='text'>The Beauty of Teaching</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeQl2DFyCyI/AAAAAAAAADU/Um7q8CxirVw/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 449px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeQl2DFyCyI/AAAAAAAAADU/Um7q8CxirVw/s400/scan0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324422269931490082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This inspiring thought came from one of my beloved professors that made me realize the purpose of  my existence in this world. He made me believe in my own abilities as a future educator. He taught me to have strong determination in making life meaningful through LOVE, HOPE, and FAITH. He also made me realize how affectionate and influential I am as a teacher to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He read this letter in front of our class I noticed his eyes get teary. (whew) pinipigilan nyang umiyak, pero, naiyak na tlga sya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At that moment, mas tumaas nga ung determination ko to continue what I have started. Mas na-realize ko how wonderful pala to be a teacher. Eventhough mahirap, Mr. CYA told us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"of course mahirap talaga, eh magiging ano ba kayo balang araw?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Napaisip ako, I'm a future educator pala and kalakip nun ay ung puyat, pagod, gutom, at sakit sa ulo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;TEACHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; is not merely just to fill students' mind with informations but also to mold their values as we act as their second parent. Teaching is so much more than a "job" -for me, this noble profession is more complex than any other professions in this world because in teaching, you must me a mentor, a friend, an actress, a mother and an expert, right? We teach because we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and we teach because we are the weavers of society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, 'till death do we part from teaching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;BSE ,why quit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/668/668904buj3406kha.gif" width="90" height="31" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-1928103062842758738?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/1928103062842758738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/beauty-of-teaching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/1928103062842758738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/1928103062842758738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/beauty-of-teaching.html' title='The Beauty of Teaching'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeQl2DFyCyI/AAAAAAAAADU/Um7q8CxirVw/s72-c/scan0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-8902241133249103383</id><published>2009-04-12T01:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T01:21:39.740-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dianne Elise'/><title type='text'>Dianne Elise - Committed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeGixQJGgNI/AAAAAAAAACc/2133rLkG1_E/s1600-h/Dianne-Elise-Committed-Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeGixQJGgNI/AAAAAAAAACc/2133rLkG1_E/s200/Dianne-Elise-Committed-Cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323715201559068882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Track Listing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ol style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If You're Not The One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I Let You Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More Than Just The Two Of Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This I Promise You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Knew I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miss You Like Crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lost In Your Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Don't Want To Lose You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's What Love Is All About&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never Gonna Fall In Love Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's Stay Together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How Could You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?xwnoomxxwnj"&gt;Download this album from www.mediafire.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369195adsuu9rgnl.gif" width="50" height="50" 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/4014927530715637041-8902241133249103383?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/8902241133249103383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/dianne-elise-committed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/8902241133249103383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/8902241133249103383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/dianne-elise-committed.html' title='Dianne Elise - Committed'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeGixQJGgNI/AAAAAAAAACc/2133rLkG1_E/s72-c/Dianne-Elise-Committed-Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-778005404574937742</id><published>2009-04-11T19:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T01:04:25.797-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Tearjerkers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/550/550456bsej39uj0b.gif" width="109" height="66" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nowadays, I have observed that many people are really in to Korean Movies/Telenovelas [of course i'm one of them] . I have watched many korean movies, grabeh I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; almost cry. [nipipigilan ko lan sarili ko na umiyak kc pagtatawanan nila ko hehe] The best reason why I love to watch korean movies is because of the twists and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;turns of the stories. right? And isa pa, xempre nakakakilig u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ng mga love stories nila. So much for this, i just want to share the movies that I have watched and really touched my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeFV8WthpkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZQOCNGyqeDQ/s1600-h/windst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeFV8WthpkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZQOCNGyqeDQ/s200/windst.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323630729905677890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WindStruck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*at the very last scene of this movie, lumabas ung leading actor ng &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"my sassy girl" &lt;/span&gt;but actually wala naman siyang role dun. This is the reason why many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;people inferred that "windstruck" was the part one of "my sassy girl" . Although hindi ganun ka-connected &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ung story nung 2 movies eh medyo may similarities pa rin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SERVER/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mysoju.com/windstruck/"&gt;Click this to watch &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WindStruck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at www.mysoju.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SERVER/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SERVER/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeFWQGqLrHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UeO9MngGdz8/s1600-h/sassy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeFWQGqLrHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UeO9MngGdz8/s200/sassy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323631069194071154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My Sassy Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;*at the last part of the story eh sila pa rin ang nagkatuluyan. After how many years that they were apart. And with that, they realized that they really meant and fated to love each other ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mysoju.com/my-sassy-girl/"&gt;Click this to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My Sassy Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mysoju.com/my-sassy-girl/"&gt; at www.mysoju.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeFYR5ZdfNI/AAAAAAAAACE/Exy5mp0uSIk/s1600-h/doremi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeFYR5ZdfNI/AAAAAAAAACE/Exy5mp0uSIk/s200/doremi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323633299017268434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;mifasolasido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I almost cry nung bandang end na ng story when all of them were trying their best to make Eun Gyo's memory come back. Mejo nawala xa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa matinong pag-iisip because the girl chose to be with her childhood friend.  (in fairness ang gwapo ni eun gyo huhuhu^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mysoju.com/do-re-mi-fa-so-la-si-do/"&gt;Click this to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;mifasolasido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;at &lt;/span&gt;www.mysoju.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeFbm9m9XlI/AAAAAAAAACM/jVx0T-m5TGY/s1600-h/my_girl_and_i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeFbm9m9XlI/AAAAAAAAACM/jVx0T-m5TGY/s200/my_girl_and_i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323636959459761746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My Gir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;l a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*This movie has a tragic and dramatic ending &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because the girl died due to a serious illness. haizzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mysoju.com/my-girl-and-i/"&gt;Click this to watch &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My Gir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;l a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at www.mysoju.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeGXiK1g5JI/AAAAAAAAACU/ra61nGAmVPU/s1600-h/1stprince.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeGXiK1g5JI/AAAAAAAAACU/ra61nGAmVPU/s200/1stprince.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323702847808791698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The 1st shop of Coffee Prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*waw. I know that  no one will disagree if I say that this telenovela really rocks. right? Super kinahuhumalingan at piang-uusapan ng lahat, sa school, tambayan or anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xupeer. dupeer. As a matter of fact, I borrowed a dvd of this from my classmate and I watched the whole series. I started watching it from 8pm, tuloy-tuloy hanggang madaling araw i didn't sleep talaga cuz the story was so amazing and exciting. Hanggang sa nag-umaga na, I ate and took some rest for a few minutes and I continued to watch it until I finished it ng mga 2pm. [di nman ako masyadong adik nuh?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mysoju.com/the-1st-shop-of-coffee-prince/"&gt;Click this to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The 1st shop of Coffee Prince&lt;/span&gt; at www.mysoju.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/369/369220a3hjk9pcg9.gif" width="50" border="0" height="50" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/4014927530715637041-778005404574937742?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/778005404574937742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/tearjerkers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/778005404574937742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/778005404574937742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/tearjerkers.html' title='Tearjerkers'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeFV8WthpkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZQOCNGyqeDQ/s72-c/windst.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-7163865079279871820</id><published>2009-04-11T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T18:59:16.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Stuffs'/><title type='text'>I am A Teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;dl  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    &lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;I was born the first moment that a question leaped from the mouth of a child. &lt;/dt&gt;          &lt;dt&gt;I have been many people in many places. &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;I am Socrates exciting the youth of Athens to discover new ideas &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dd&gt;through the use of questions. &lt;/dd&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;I am Anne Sullivan tapping out the secrets of the universe &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dd&gt;into the outstretched hand of Helen Keller. &lt;/dd&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;I am Aesop and Hans Christian Andersen revealing truth &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dd&gt;through countless stories. &lt;/dd&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;I am Marva Collins fighting for every child's right to an education. &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;The names of those who have practiced my profession ring like a hall &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dd&gt;of fame for humanity...Booker T. Washington, Buddha, Confucius, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Leo       Buscaglia, Moses and Jesus. &lt;/dd&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;I am also those whose names and faces have long been forgotten &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dd&gt;but whose lessons and character will always be remembered in the accomplishments of       their students. &lt;/dd&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;I have wept for joy at the weddings of former students, laughed with &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dd&gt;glee at the birth of their children and stood with head bowed in grief and confusion by       graves dug too soon for bodies far too young. &lt;/dd&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;Throughout the course of a day I have been called upon to be an &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dd&gt;actor, friend, nurse and doctor, coach, finder of lost articles, money lender, taxi       driver, psychologist, substitute parent, salesman, politician and a keeper of the faith. &lt;/dd&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;Despite the maps, charts, formulas, verbs, stories and books, I have &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dd&gt;really had nothing to teach, for my students really have only themselves to learn, and I       know it takes the whole world to tell you who you are. &lt;/dd&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;I am a paradox. I speak loudest when I listen the most. My greatest &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dd&gt;gifts are in what I am willing to appreciatively receive from my students. &lt;/dd&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;Material wealth is not one of my goals, but I am a full-time treasure &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dd&gt;seeker in my quest for new opportunities for my students to use their talents and in my       constant search for those talents that sometimes lie buried in self-defeat. &lt;/dd&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;I am the most fortunate of all who labor. &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;A doctor is allowed to usher life into the world in one magic moment. &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dd&gt;I am allowed to see that life is reborn each day with new questions, ideas and       friendships. &lt;/dd&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;An architect knows that if he builds with care, his structure may stand &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dd&gt;for centuries. A teacher knows that if he builds with love and truth, what he builds       will last forever. &lt;/dd&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;I am a warrior, daily doing battle against peer pressure, negativity, &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dd&gt;fear, conformity, prejudice, ignorance and apathy: But I have great allies:       Intelligence, Curiosity, Parental Support, Individuality, Creativity, Faith, Love and       Laughter all rush to my banner with indomitable support. &lt;/dd&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;And who do I have to thank for this wonderful life I am so fortunate &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dd&gt;to experience, but you the public, the parents. For you have done me the great honor to       entrust to me your greatest contribution to eternity, your children. &lt;/dd&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;And so I have a past that is rich in memories. I have a present &lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dd&gt;that is challenging, adventurous and fun because I am allowed to spend my days with the       future. &lt;/dd&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;     &lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am a teacher...and I thank God for it every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-John W. Schlatter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-7163865079279871820?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/7163865079279871820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-teacher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/7163865079279871820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/7163865079279871820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-teacher.html' title='I am A Teacher'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-2094812879133475210</id><published>2009-04-11T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:48:29.228-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>David Archuleta - Don't Let Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I know that look in your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I don't wanna say goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Do anything to change your mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Try to make you see the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; You turn your back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; And still I say anything to make you stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Put up walls made of heartbreak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Try to hide your love away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I'm standin' here, you're givin' me nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Try to feel your heart beat through the door...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Hold on, hold on, is what I'm doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; So strong, so strong, is what I'm feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; It's too much, too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Oh, don't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Don't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; There's somethin' that you're going through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Wish that I could fix for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; You don't have to be alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I don't wanna let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I'm standin' here, you're givin' me nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Try to hear your heart break through the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Call it love, call it what you want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; It's the only thing that matters anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Hold on, hold on, is what I'm doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; So strong, so strong, is what I'm feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; It's too much, too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Oh, don't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Oh, don't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Don't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Oooohhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Some days are cold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; But together, one day we'll both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Change the weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; And it gets better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Oooohhhhhh......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Hold on, hold on, is what I'm doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; So strong, so strong, is what I'm feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; It's too much, too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Oh, don't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Oh, don't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Don't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Mmmmmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-2094812879133475210?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/2094812879133475210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-dont-let-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/2094812879133475210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/2094812879133475210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-dont-let-go.html' title='David Archuleta - Don&apos;t Let Go'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-4518316311259955812</id><published>2009-04-11T00:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:46:49.126-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>David Archuleta - To Be With You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been alone so many nights now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; And I've been waitin' for the stars to fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I keep holdin' out for what I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; To be with you, just to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; So here I am staring at the moon tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Wondering how you look in this light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Maybe you're somewhere thinkin' about me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; To be with you, there's nothing I wouldn't do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; And I can't imagine two worlds spinnin' apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Come together eventually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; And when we finally meet, I'll know it's right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'll be at the end of my restless road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; But this journey, it was worth the fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; To be with you, just to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Holding you for the very first time, never letting go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; What I wouldn't give to feel that way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ooohh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Oh, to be with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Oh, and I can't imagine two worlds spinnin' apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Come together eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; And when you're standin' here in front of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; That's when I know that God does exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 'Cause He will have answered every single prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; To be with you, just to be with you, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; You....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-4518316311259955812?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/4518316311259955812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-to-be-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/4518316311259955812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/4518316311259955812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-to-be-with-you.html' title='David Archuleta - To Be With You'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-1656938001446669597</id><published>2009-04-11T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:46:12.827-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>David Archuleta - Desparate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Desperate.. Desperate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're reachin' out,&lt;br /&gt;And no one hears your cry.&lt;br /&gt;You're freakin' out again&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all your fears remind you.&lt;br /&gt;Another dream has come undone.&lt;br /&gt;You feel so small and lost&lt;br /&gt;Like you're the only one.&lt;br /&gt;You wanna scream,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want somebody, just anybody&lt;br /&gt;To lay their hands on your soul tonight.&lt;br /&gt;You want a reason to keep believin'&lt;br /&gt;That some day you're gonna see the light...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in the dark;&lt;br /&gt;There's no one left to call.&lt;br /&gt;And sleep's you're only friend,&lt;br /&gt;But even sleep can't hide you&lt;br /&gt;From all those tears and all the pain&lt;br /&gt;And all the days you waste pushin' them away.&lt;br /&gt;It's your life; it's time you face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want somebody, just anybody&lt;br /&gt;To lay their hands on your soul tonight.&lt;br /&gt;You want a reason to keep believin'&lt;br /&gt;That some day you're gonna see the light...&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're desperate, desperate.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're desperate now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the things have gotta change.&lt;br /&gt;You can't go back, you find a way.&lt;br /&gt;And day by day, you start to come alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want somebody, just anybody&lt;br /&gt;To bring some peace to your soul tonight.&lt;br /&gt;You want a reason to keep believin'&lt;br /&gt;That some day you're gonna see the light...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want somebody, just anybody&lt;br /&gt;To lay their hands on your soul tonight.&lt;br /&gt;You want a reason to keep believin'&lt;br /&gt;That some day you're gonna see the light...&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're desperate, desperate.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're desperate tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, desperate... So desperate tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate, desperate....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-1656938001446669597?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/1656938001446669597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-desparate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/1656938001446669597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/1656938001446669597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-desparate.html' title='David Archuleta - Desparate'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-819934484775760360</id><published>2009-04-11T00:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:44:53.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>David Archuleta - Running</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Words keep fallin' out of my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;Runnin' late, missed the train,&lt;br /&gt;Everything is droppin'.&lt;br /&gt;Holdin' onto my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And I rush out, almost forgot it.&lt;br /&gt;I must admit it, I'm tired,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm comin' to you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how far I've got,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna stop runnin'.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause without you,&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothin'.&lt;br /&gt;I know you're somewhere runnin'&lt;br /&gt;Straight to me.&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop runnin'.&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop&lt;br /&gt;Keep on runnin',&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop.&lt;br /&gt;Keep on runnin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's keep givin' out,&lt;br /&gt;Breakin' down; I'm fallin'.&lt;br /&gt;Head keeps tellin' me,&lt;br /&gt;This can't be worth all of this.&lt;br /&gt;Holdin' onto my heart, feel the rush.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to run forever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm holdin' it together,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm comin' to you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how far I've got,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna stop runnin'.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause without you,&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothin'.&lt;br /&gt;I know you're somewhere runnin'&lt;br /&gt;Straight to me.&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop runnin'.&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my good shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I got my winning, girl, I'm focused&lt;br /&gt;And I'm 'bout to navigate straight to you&lt;br /&gt;And nothing's gonna stop me, girl&lt;br /&gt;To keep me from comin'&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got to have every part of you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm runnin', I'm runnin'.&lt;br /&gt;Keep runnin', I'm runnin'.&lt;br /&gt;Keep runnin', keep runnin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna stop runnin'.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause without you,&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothin'.&lt;br /&gt;I know you're somewhere runnin'&lt;br /&gt;Straight to me.&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop runnin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna stop runnin'.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause without you,&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothin'.&lt;br /&gt;I know you're somewhere runnin'&lt;br /&gt;Straight to me.&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop runnin'.&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop runnin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-819934484775760360?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/819934484775760360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-running.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/819934484775760360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/819934484775760360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-running.html' title='David Archuleta - Running'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-483083180489811434</id><published>2009-04-11T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:44:11.782-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>David Archuleta - You Can</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me where I've never been,&lt;br /&gt;Help me on my feet again.&lt;br /&gt;Show me that good things come to those who wait.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm not on my own.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I won't be alone.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what I'm feelin' isn't some mistake.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if anyone can make me fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;You can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me from myself, you can.&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;If I could wish upon tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight would never end.&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me, I would follow.&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I just pretend.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if anyone can make me fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;You can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, when you look at me,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;Are these the eyes of someone you could love?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everything that brought me here,&lt;br /&gt;Well, now it all seems so clear.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you're the one I've been dreamin' of.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone can make me fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;You can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me from myself, you can.&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;If I could wish upon tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight would never end.&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me, I would follow.&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I just pretend.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if anyone can make me fall in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you can take me sailin' in your deepest eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Bring me to my knees and make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;And no one's ever done this,&lt;br /&gt;Everything was just a lie.&lt;br /&gt;And I know, yes I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where it all begins,&lt;br /&gt;So tell me it'll never end.&lt;br /&gt;I can't fool myself,&lt;br /&gt;It's you and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;If I could wish upon tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight would never end.&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me, I would follow.&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I just pretend.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone can make me fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;You can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me that good things come to those who wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-483083180489811434?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-7311604780126825669</id><published>2009-04-11T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:43:33.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>David Archuleta - A Little Too Not Over You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Oohhhh oh, oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never crossed my mind at all.&lt;br /&gt;It's what I tell myself.&lt;br /&gt;What we had has come and gone.&lt;br /&gt;You're better off with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;It's for the best, I know it is.&lt;br /&gt;But I see you.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I try to hide&lt;br /&gt;What I feel inside,&lt;br /&gt;And I turn around.&lt;br /&gt;You're with him now.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why it's so hard to forget.&lt;br /&gt;Don't remind me, I'm not over it.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little too not over you.&lt;br /&gt;Not over you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories, supposed to fade.&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with my heart?&lt;br /&gt;Shake it off, let it go.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think it'd be this hard.&lt;br /&gt;Should be strong, movin' on.&lt;br /&gt;But I see you.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I try to hide&lt;br /&gt;What I feel inside.&lt;br /&gt;And I turn around,&lt;br /&gt;You're with him now.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why it's so hard to forget.&lt;br /&gt;Don't remind me, I'm not over it.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little too not over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I regret everything I said,&lt;br /&gt;No way to take it all back, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm on my own..&lt;br /&gt;How I let you go, I'll never understand.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never understand, yeah, oohh..&lt;br /&gt;Oohhh, oohhh, oohhhh..&lt;br /&gt;Oohhh, ooohhhh, oohhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why it's so hard to forget.&lt;br /&gt;Don't remind me, I'm not over it.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little too not over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why it's so hard to forget.&lt;br /&gt;Don't remind me, I'm not over it.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth.&lt;br /&gt;And I really don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little too not over you.&lt;br /&gt;Not over you, oohhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-7311604780126825669?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/7311604780126825669/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-1111292726559061668</id><published>2009-04-11T00:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:42:29.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>David Archuleta - My Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Accidentally, on purpose&lt;br /&gt;I dropped my watch behind the tire&lt;br /&gt;Threw my alarm clock inside the fireplace&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I put the parental control on,&lt;br /&gt;On the news and the weather channel&lt;br /&gt;I'm outside in my robe I'm looking for you, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everything'd stop&lt;br /&gt;I'd listen for your heart&lt;br /&gt;To lead me right to you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I tried every way I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's harder to hold on to your hands than the hands of time&lt;br /&gt;I need a hand, girl, I'm trying to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Losing strength in these hands of mine&lt;br /&gt;I need you here&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Standing here, open hands and I&lt;br /&gt;Know I can't do this alone&lt;br /&gt;Hold on, oh hold on&lt;br /&gt;Lemme hold on (to my hands)&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to my hands (don't let go of my hands)&lt;br /&gt;Don't let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think this is working&lt;br /&gt;Squeezing so hard my hands are hurting&lt;br /&gt;Ought to let go in the first place&lt;br /&gt;And I put the phone on the front lawn&lt;br /&gt;Everything that shows time is gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm outside in this cold&lt;br /&gt;Still looking for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everything'd stop&lt;br /&gt;I'd listen for your heart&lt;br /&gt;To lead me right to you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I tried every way I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's harder to hold on to your hands than the hands of time&lt;br /&gt;I need a hand girl, I'm trying to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Losing strength in these hands of mine, I need you here&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Standing here open hands and I&lt;br /&gt;Know I can't do this alone&lt;br /&gt;Hold on, oh hold on&lt;br /&gt;Lemme hold on (to my hands)&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to my hands (don't let go of my hands)&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everything'd stop&lt;br /&gt;I'd listen for your heart&lt;br /&gt;To lead me right to you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I tried every way I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's harder to hold on to your hands than the hands of time&lt;br /&gt;I need a hand girl, I'm trying to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Losing strength in these hands of mine, I need you here&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Standing here open hands and I&lt;br /&gt;Know I can't do this alone&lt;br /&gt;Hold on, hold on&lt;br /&gt;Lemme hold on (to my hands)&lt;br /&gt;Can you hold on to my hands (don't let go of my hands)&lt;br /&gt;Don't let go&lt;br /&gt;Can you hold on to my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-1111292726559061668?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/1111292726559061668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-my-hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/1111292726559061668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/1111292726559061668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-my-hands.html' title='David Archuleta - My Hands'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-884452260905047486</id><published>2009-04-11T00:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:41:48.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>David Archuleta - Barriers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hey, Mmmm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Well I don't know how to say this right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; And the words got me choking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I keep hitting this wall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; It's never gonna fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; And we're still broken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; This mountail we've been trying to climb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; It's never ending,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Just can't do nothing, gotta do something,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Cause if we don't open up our eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; We're just pretending,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Well there's a time for giving up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Didn't wanna have to say it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; All we're doing is building walls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; And now there's too many barriers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Here we are lying here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; It's our last final goodnight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Just because it feels so good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; We're used to pretending we're alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Too many locks (locks), too many cries (cries),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Too many tears (tears), too many lies (lies),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Too many barriers (barriers).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Oh, just too many barriers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Now we've been draggin' this whole thing out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; But I can't wait any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Our love's burnin' down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Creepin' in the doubt, we're not gettin' any stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I hear you say that we're doin' okay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; But, baby, I don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Just can't do nothin'; gotta do somethin',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 'Cause if I don't get into my car,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I won't go very far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Well, there's a time for givin' up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Didn't wanna have to say it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; All we're doin' is building walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Now there's too many barriers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Here we are, lyin' here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; It's our last final goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Just because it feels so good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; We're used to pretending we're alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Too many locks (locks), too many cries (cries),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Too many tears (tears), too many lies (lies),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Too many barriers (barriers).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Too many barriers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Just too many barriers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; That we keep running into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Been tryin', but we just can't break through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I know I'm gonna keep wishin' I was with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; But we just gotta stop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Here we are, lyin' here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; It's our last final goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Just because it feels so good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; We're used to pretending we're alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Too many locks (locks), too many cries (cries),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Too many tears (tears), too many lies (lies),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Too many lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; In a hurry to get somewhere, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; And the road's tryin' to block ya, block ya (too many barriers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; And you feel like you're nowhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 'Cause the world's tryin' to stop ya, stop ya (too many barriers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; In a hurry to get somewhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; And the road's tryin' to block ya, block ya (too many barriers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; And you feel like you're nowhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 'Cause the world's tryin' to stop ya, stop ya (too many barriers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-884452260905047486?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/884452260905047486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-barriers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/884452260905047486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/884452260905047486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-barriers.html' title='David Archuleta - Barriers'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-6301244342536292303</id><published>2009-04-11T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:41:05.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>David Archuleta - Touch My Hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Saw you from the distance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Saw you from the stage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Something 'bout the look in your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Something 'bout your beautiful face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; In a sea of people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; There was only you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I never knew what this song was about,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; But suddenly now I do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Trying to reach out to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Touch my hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Reach out as far as you can,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Only me, only you, and the band,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Trying to reach out to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Touch my hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Can't let the music stop,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Can't let this feeling end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Cause if I do it'll all be over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I'll never see you again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Can't let the music stop,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Until I touch your hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Cause if I do it'll all be over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I'll never get the chance again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I'll never get the chance again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I'll never get the chance again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I see the sparkle of a million flashlights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I wonder why all the the stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; But the one that's shining out so bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Is the one right where you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Trying to reach out to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Touch my hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Reach out as far as you can,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Only me, only you, and the band,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Trying to reach out to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Touch my hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Can't let the music stop,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Can't let this feeling end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Cause if I do it'll all be over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I'll never see you again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Can't let the music stop,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Until I touch your hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Cause if I do it'll all be over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I'll never get the chance again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I'll never get the chance again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Saw you from the distance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Saw you from the stage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Something 'bout the look in your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Something 'bout your beautiful face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Can't let the music stop,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Can't let this feeling end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Cause if I do it'll all be over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I'll never see you again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Can't let the music stop,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Until I touch your hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Cause if I do it'll all be over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I'll never get the chance again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I'll never get the chance again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Trying to reach out to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Touch my hand, (I'll never get the chance again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Reach out as far as you can, (I'll never get the chance again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Only me, only you, and the band, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Trying to reach out to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Touch my hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-6301244342536292303?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/6301244342536292303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-touch-my-hand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/6301244342536292303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/6301244342536292303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-touch-my-hand.html' title='David Archuleta - Touch My Hand'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-2416541755360817063</id><published>2009-04-11T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:40:01.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>David Archuleta - Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I hung up the phone tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Something happened for the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; There's a rush, what a rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Cause the possibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; That you would ever feel the same way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; About me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; It's just too much, just too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Why do I keep running from the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; All I ever think about is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; And I just got to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Do you ever think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; When you're all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; All that we can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Where this thing could go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Am I crazy or falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Is it real or just another crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Do you catch your breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; When I look at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Are you holding back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Like the way I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Cause I'm trying, trying to walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; But I know this crush ain't going away, going away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Has it ever crossed your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; When were hangin, spending time girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Are we just friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Is there more, is there more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; See it's a chance we've gotta take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Cause I believe that we can make this into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Something that will last, last forever, forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Do you ever think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; When you're all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; All that we can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Where this thing can go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Am I crazy or falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Is it real or just another crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Do you catch your breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; When I look at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Are you holding back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Like the way I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Cause I'm trying, trying to walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; But I know this crush ain't going away, going away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Why do I keep running from the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; All I ever think about is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; And I just got to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Do you ever think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; When you're all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; All that we can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Where this thing can go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Am I crazy or falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Is it real or just another crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Do you catch your breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; When I look at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Are you holding back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Like the way I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Cause I'm trying, trying to walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; But I know this crush ain't going away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; This crush ain't going away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Going away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Going away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-2416541755360817063?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/2416541755360817063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-crush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/2416541755360817063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/2416541755360817063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-crush.html' title='David Archuleta - Crush'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-2835318203493677280</id><published>2009-04-11T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:55:00.851-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>David Archuleta  (self-titled debut album)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeBFet1Eg_I/AAAAAAAAABM/SiCV8Uvw_h8/s1600-h/David_Archuleta_album.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeBFet1Eg_I/AAAAAAAAABM/SiCV8Uvw_h8/s320/David_Archuleta_album.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323331153552507890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;David Archuleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; is the self-titled debut album of American Idol season 7 runner-up David Archuleta.\It was released on November 11 2008, in the United States, under Jive Records. The album was certified Gold by the RIAA (denoting shipments of 500,000 copies) on January 29, 2009.[2] The first single, "Crush", was released to radio on August 1. The album will be released in the UK on May 11, 2009 and it will be a UK version of the album which may contain bonus tracks. The UK album release is to coincide with his UK tour with Rock/Pop band McFly this April/May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Track Listing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(click the title to view the lyrics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;1.     "&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-crush.html"&gt;Crush&lt;/a&gt;"                                   &lt;br /&gt;2.     "&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-touch-my-hand.html"&gt;Touch My Hand&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;3.     "&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-barriers.html"&gt;Barriers&lt;/a&gt;"               &lt;br /&gt;4.     "&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-my-hands.html"&gt;My Hands&lt;/a&gt;"           &lt;br /&gt;5.     "&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-little-too-not-over-you.html"&gt;A Little Too Not Over You&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;6.     "&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-you-can.html"&gt;You Can&lt;/a&gt;"              &lt;br /&gt;7.     "&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-running.html"&gt;Running&lt;/a&gt;"               &lt;br /&gt;8.     "&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-desparate.html"&gt;Desperate&lt;/a&gt;"            &lt;br /&gt;9.     "&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-to-be-with-you.html"&gt;To Be with You&lt;/a&gt;"   &lt;br /&gt;10.     "&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-dont-let-go.html"&gt;Don't Let Go&lt;/a&gt;"     &lt;br /&gt;11.     "Your Eyes Don't Lie" &lt;br /&gt;12.     "Angels"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/file/z2mzgzohnjy/dvdarchlt.zip"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Download Full Album from www.mediafire.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-2835318203493677280?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/2835318203493677280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-self-titled-debut-album.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/2835318203493677280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-3355754383828871185</id><published>2009-04-10T23:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:59:52.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And it's a sad picture, the final blow hits you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; somebody else gets what you wanted again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; you know it's all the same, another time and place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; repeating history and you're getting sick of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; but i believe in whatever you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and i'll do anything to see it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; because these things will change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; can you feel it now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; these walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; this revolution, the time will come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; for us to finally win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; we sing hallelujah, we sing hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; so we've been outnumbered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; raided and now cornered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; it's hard to fight when the fight ain't fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; we're getting stronger now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; find things they never found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; they might be bigger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; but we're faster and never scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; you can walk away, say we don't need this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; but there's something in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; says we can beat this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; repeat chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; tonight we'll stand, get off our knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; fight for what we've worked for all these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and the battle was long, it's the fight of our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; but we'll stand up champions tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; it was the night things changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; do you see it now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; these walls that they put up to hold us back fell down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; it's a revolution, throw your hands up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; cause we never gave in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and we'll sing hallelujah, we sang hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Change'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-2291842679329162034</id><published>2009-04-10T23:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:59:23.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - The Best Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm five years old it's getting cold i've got my big coat on&lt;br /&gt;i hear your laugh and look up smiling at you i run and run&lt;br /&gt;past the pumpkin patch and the tractor rides look now the sky is gold&lt;br /&gt;i hug your legs and fall asleep on the way home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why all the trees change in the fall&lt;br /&gt;i know you're not scared of anything at all&lt;br /&gt;don't know if snow white's house is near or far away&lt;br /&gt;but i know i had the best day with you today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thirteen now and don't know how my friends could be so mean&lt;br /&gt;i come home crying and you hold me tight and grab the keys&lt;br /&gt;and we drive and drive until we found a town far enough away&lt;br /&gt;and we talk and window shop till i forgot all their names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know who i'm gonna talk to now at school&lt;br /&gt;but i know i'm laughing on the car ride home with you&lt;br /&gt;don't know how long it's gonna take to feel ok&lt;br /&gt;but i know i had the best day with you today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have an excellent father&lt;br /&gt;his strength is making me stronger&lt;br /&gt;god smiles on my little brother&lt;br /&gt;inside and out he's better than i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i grew up in a pretty house and i had space to run&lt;br /&gt;and i had the best days with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a video i found from back when i was three&lt;br /&gt;you set up a paint set in the kitchen and you're talking to me&lt;br /&gt;it's the age of princesses and pirate ships and the seven dwarfs&lt;br /&gt;daddy's smart and you're the prettiest lady in the whole wide world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know why all the trees change in the fall&lt;br /&gt;i know you were on my side even when i was wrong&lt;br /&gt;and i love you for giving me your eyes&lt;br /&gt;staying back and watching me shine and i didn't know if you knew&lt;br /&gt;so i'm taking this chance to say that i had the best day with you today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-2291842679329162034?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/2291842679329162034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-best-day-fearless-album.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/2291842679329162034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/2291842679329162034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-best-day-fearless-album.html' title='Taylor Swift - The Best Day'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-8385220401631472089</id><published>2009-04-10T23:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:59:27.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - Forever &amp; Always</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Once upon a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i believe it was a tuesday when i caught your eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and we caught onto something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i hold onto the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; you looked me in the eye and told me you loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; were you just kidding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; cause it seems to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; this thing is breaking down we almost never speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i don't feel welcome anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; baby what happened, please tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; cause one second it was perfect now you're halfway out the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and i stare at the phone, he still hasn't called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and then you feel so low you can't feel nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and you flashback to when he said forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; oh, and it rains in your bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; everything is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; it rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; cause i was there when you said forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; was i out of line?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; did i say something way too honest, made you run and hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; like a scared little boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i looked into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; thought i knew you for a minute, now i'm not so sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; so here's to everything coming down to nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; here's to silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; that cuts me to the core&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; where is this going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; thought i knew for a minute, but i don't anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and i stare at the phone, he still hasn't called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and then you feel so low you can't feel nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and you flashback to when he said forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; oh, and it rains in your bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; everything is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; it rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; cause i was there when you said forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; you didn't mean it baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i don't think so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; back up, baby, back up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; did you forget everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; back up, baby, back up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; did you forget everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; cause it rains in your bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; everything is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; it rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; cause i was there when you said forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; oh i stare at the phone, he still hasn't called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and then you feel so low you can't feel nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and you flashback to when we said forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and it rains in your bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; everything is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; it rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; cause I was there when you said forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; didn't mean it baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; you said forever and always yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-8385220401631472089?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/8385220401631472089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-forever-always-fearless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/8385220401631472089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/8385220401631472089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-forever-always-fearless.html' title='Taylor Swift - Forever &amp; Always'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-8715058790206839364</id><published>2009-04-10T23:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:59:32.781-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - The Way I Loved You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;He is sensible and so incredible&lt;br /&gt;and all my single friends are jealous&lt;br /&gt;he says everything i need to hear and it’s like&lt;br /&gt;i couldn’t ask for anything better&lt;br /&gt;he opens up my door and i get into his car&lt;br /&gt;and he says you look beautiful tonight&lt;br /&gt;and i feel perfectly fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;but i miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain&lt;br /&gt;and it’s 2am and i’m cursing your name&lt;br /&gt;you’re so in love that you act insane&lt;br /&gt;and that’s the way i loved you&lt;br /&gt;breakin’ down and coming undone&lt;br /&gt;it’s a roller coaster kinda rush&lt;br /&gt;and i never knew i Could feel that much&lt;br /&gt;and that’s the way i loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he respects my space&lt;br /&gt;and never makes me wait&lt;br /&gt;and he calls exactly when he says he will&lt;br /&gt;he’s close to my mother&lt;br /&gt;talks business with my father&lt;br /&gt;he’s charming and endearing&lt;br /&gt;and i’m comfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he can’t see the smile i’m faking&lt;br /&gt;and my heart’s not breaking&lt;br /&gt;cause i’m not feeling anything at all&lt;br /&gt;and you were wild and crazy&lt;br /&gt;just so frustrating intoxicating&lt;br /&gt;complicated, got away by some mistake and now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;i miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain&lt;br /&gt;it’s 2am and i’m cursing your name&lt;br /&gt;i’m so in love that i acted insane&lt;br /&gt;and that’s the way i loved you&lt;br /&gt;breaking down and coming undone&lt;br /&gt;it’s a roller coaster kinda rush&lt;br /&gt;and i never knew i could feel that much&lt;br /&gt;and that’s the way i loved you oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that’s the way i loved you oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;never knew i could feel that much&lt;br /&gt;and that’s the way i loved you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-8715058790206839364?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/8715058790206839364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-way-i-loved-you-fearless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/8715058790206839364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/8715058790206839364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-way-i-loved-you-fearless.html' title='Taylor Swift - The Way I Loved You'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-7521496521183814825</id><published>2009-04-10T23:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:59:38.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - You're Not Sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;All this time I was wasting hoping you would come around&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been giving out chances everytime and all you do is let me down&lt;br /&gt;And its taking me this long but baby I figured you out&lt;br /&gt;And you think it will be fine again but not this time around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to call anymore&lt;br /&gt;I won’t pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last straw&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want to hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell me that you’re sorry&lt;br /&gt;But I won’t believe you baby like I did before&lt;br /&gt;You’re not sorry no more, no more, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookin’ so innocent&lt;br /&gt;I might believe you if I didn’t know&lt;br /&gt;Could’a loved you all my life&lt;br /&gt;If you hadn’t left me waiting in the cold&lt;br /&gt;And you got your share of secrets&lt;br /&gt;And I’m tired of being last to know&lt;br /&gt;And now you’re asking me to listen&lt;br /&gt;Cuz its worked each time before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don’t have to call anymore&lt;br /&gt;I won’t pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last straw&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want to hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell me that you’re sorry&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t believe you baby like I did before&lt;br /&gt;You’re not sorry no no no noo&lt;br /&gt;You’re not sorry no no no noo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had me calling for you honey&lt;br /&gt;And it never would’ve gone away no&lt;br /&gt;You use to shine so bright&lt;br /&gt;But I watched our love it fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you don’t have to call anymore&lt;br /&gt;I won’t pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last straw&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing left to beg for&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell me that you’re sorry&lt;br /&gt;But I won’t believe you baby like I did before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-7521496521183814825?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/7521496521183814825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-youre-not-sorry-fearless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/7521496521183814825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/7521496521183814825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-youre-not-sorry-fearless.html' title='Taylor Swift - You&apos;re Not Sorry'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-736919183839645257</id><published>2009-04-10T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:58:54.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - Tell Me Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I took a chance, i took a shot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and you might think i'm bulletproof, but i'm not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; you took a swing, i took it hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and down here from the ground i see who you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm sick and tired of your attitude &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm feeling like i don't know you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; you tell me that you love me then you cut me down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and i need you like a heartbeat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; but you know you got a mean streak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; makes me run for cover when you're around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and here's to you and your temper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; yes, i remember what you said last night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and i know that you see what you're doing to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; tell me why.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You could write a book on how to ruin someone's perfect day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; well i get so confused and frustrated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; forget what i'm trying to say, oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm sick and tired of your reasons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I got no one to believe in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; you tell me that you want me, then push me around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and i need you like a heartbeat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; but you know you got a mean streak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; makes me run for cover when you're around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; here's to you and your temper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; yes, i remember what you said last night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and i know that you see what you're doing to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; tell me why.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; why..do you have to make me feel small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; so you can feel whole inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; why..do you have to put down my dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; so you're the only thing on my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i'm sick and tired of your attitude &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i'm feeling like i don't know you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; you tell me that you want me then cut me down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i'm sick and tired of your reasons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i've got no one to believe in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; you ask me for my love then you push me around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; here's to you and your temper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; yes, i remember what you said last night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and i know that you see what you're doing to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; tell me why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; why, tell me why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i take a step back, let you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i told you i'm not bulletproof &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; now you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-736919183839645257?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/736919183839645257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-tell-me-why-fearless-album.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/736919183839645257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/736919183839645257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-tell-me-why-fearless-album.html' title='Taylor Swift - Tell Me Why'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-4615697008462774088</id><published>2009-04-10T23:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:58:48.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - Breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I see your face in my mind as I drive away&lt;br /&gt;Cause none of us thought it was gonna end that way&lt;br /&gt;But people are people and sometimes we change our minds&lt;br /&gt;But its killin me to see you go after all this time&lt;br /&gt;Mhmmm mhmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music starts playing like the end of a sad movie&lt;br /&gt;It’s the kind of ending you don’t really wanna see&lt;br /&gt;Cause it’s tragedy and it’ll only bring you down&lt;br /&gt;Now I don’t know what to be without you around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we know it’s never simple never easy&lt;br /&gt;Never a clean break, no one here to save me&lt;br /&gt;You’re the only thing I know like the back of my hand&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t breathe without you but I have to&lt;br /&gt;Breathe, without you but I have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never wanted this, never wanted to see you hurt&lt;br /&gt;Every little bump in the road I’ve tried to swerve&lt;br /&gt;But people are people and sometimes it doesn’t work out&lt;br /&gt;Nothing we say now is gonna save us from the fall out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we know it’s never simple never easy&lt;br /&gt;Never a clean break, no one here to save me&lt;br /&gt;You’re the only thing I know like the back of my hand&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t breathe without you but I have to&lt;br /&gt;Breathe, without you but I have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s 2 am&lt;br /&gt;Feelin like I just lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Hope you know it’s not easy, easy for me&lt;br /&gt;Its 2 am&lt;br /&gt;Feelin like I just lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Hope you know this aint easy, easy for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we know it’s never simple never easy&lt;br /&gt;Never a clean break, no one here to save me&lt;br /&gt;Oh I can’t breathe without you but I have to&lt;br /&gt;Breathe, without you but I have to&lt;br /&gt;Oh I can’t breathe without you but I have to&lt;br /&gt;Breathe, without you but I have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry.. I’m sorry.. I’m sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-4615697008462774088?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/4615697008462774088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-breathe-fearless-album.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/4615697008462774088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/4615697008462774088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-breathe-fearless-album.html' title='Taylor Swift - Breathe'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-8027527711378110403</id><published>2009-04-10T23:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:58:44.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - You Belong With Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You're on the phone with your girlfriend, She's upset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; She's going off about something that you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; She doesnt get your humour like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm listening to the kind of music she doesnt like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And she'll never know your story like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; That what you're lookin for has been here the whole time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Walkin the streets with you in your worn out jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Laughing on the park bench thinkin to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Hey isnt this easy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I havent seen it in awhile, since she brought you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You say you find I know you better than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; She wears high heels, I wear sneakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Been here all along so why can't you see? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Standin by, waiting at your back door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; All this time how could you not know that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Can't you see that I'm the one who understand you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Standing by or waiting at your back door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; All this time how could you not know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Have you ever thought just maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-8027527711378110403?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/8027527711378110403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-you-belong-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/8027527711378110403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/8027527711378110403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-you-belong-with-me.html' title='Taylor Swift - You Belong With Me'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-4269497218339060116</id><published>2009-04-10T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:58:36.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - White Horse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So you're sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; That face of an angel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Comes out just when you need it to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And I paced back and forth all this time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Cause I honestly believed in you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Holding on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And days drag on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Stupid girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I should have known, I should have known &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; [Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm not a princes, this ain't a fairy tale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm not the one to sweep off her feet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Lead her up the stairwell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I was a dreamer before you went and let me down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Now it's too late for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And your white horse, to come around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Baby I was naive, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Got lost in your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And never really had a chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I had so many dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; About you and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Happy endings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Now I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; [Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm not a princes, this ain't a fairy tale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm not the one to sweep off her feet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Lead her up the stairwell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I was a dreamer before you went and let me down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Now it's too late for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And your white horse, to come around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Here you are your sitting there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Begging for forgiveness, begging for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Just like I always wanted but I'm sooo sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm gonna find someone somewhere who might actually treat me well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; This is a big world, that was a small town &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; There in my rearview mirror disappears now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Now its too late for you and your white horse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Now its too late for you and your white horse, to catch me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Try and catch me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Oh, it's too late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; To catch me now  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-4269497218339060116?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/4269497218339060116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-white-horse-fearless-album.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/4269497218339060116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/4269497218339060116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-white-horse-fearless-album.html' title='Taylor Swift - White Horse'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-3750940229979961715</id><published>2009-04-10T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:59:04.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - Hey Stephen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hey stephen, I know looks can be deceiving but I know I saw a light in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; as we walked we were talking and I didn't say half the things I wanted to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; of all the girls tossing rocks at your window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ill be the one waiting there even when it's cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; hey stephen, boy you might have me believing I don't always have to be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; cause I can't help it if you look like an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; can't help i if i wanna kiss you in te rain so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; come feel this magic ive been feeling since I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; can't help it if there's no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I can't help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; hey stephen, I've been holding back this feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; so I've got some things to say to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I seen it all so I thought but I never seen anyone shine the way you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; they you walk, the way you walk, the way you say my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; it's beautiful, wonderful, don't you ever change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; hey stephen, why are people always leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I think you and I should stay the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; cause I can't help it if you look like an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; can't help i if i wanna kiss you in te rain so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; come feel this magic ive been feeling since I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; can't help it if there's no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I can't help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; They're dimming the street lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; you're perfect for me why aren't you here tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i'm waiting alone now so come on and come out and pull me near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; shine, shine, shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; hey stephen I could give you fifty reason why I should be the one you choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; all those other girls, well they're beautiful but would they write a song for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; cause I can't help it if you look like an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; can't help i if i wanna kiss you in te rain so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; come feel this magic ive been feeling since I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; can't help it if there's no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I can't help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; cause I can't help it if you look like an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; can't help i if i wanna kiss you in te rain so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; come feel this magic ive been feeling since I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; can't help it if there's no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I can't help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; myself, can't help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I can't help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-3750940229979961715?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/3750940229979961715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-877923693387796788</id><published>2009-04-10T23:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:58:13.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - Love Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We were both young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; When I first saw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I closed my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And the flash back starts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm standing there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; On a balcony in summer air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I see the lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; See the party the ballgowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I see you make your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Through the crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And say Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Little did I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; That you were Romeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You were throwing pebbles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 'Till my daddy said Stay away from Juliet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And I was crying on the staircase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Beggin' you Please don't go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Romeo take me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Somewhere we can be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'll be waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; All that's left to do is run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You'll be the Prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And I'll be the Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; It's a Love Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Baby just say Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; So I sneak out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; To the garden to see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; We keep quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Cause were dead if they knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; So close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Just keep this down for a little while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Cause you were Romeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I was a Scarlett Letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And my daddy said Stay away from Juliet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; But you were everything to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And I was beggin' you Please don't go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Romeo take me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Somewhere we can be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'll be waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; All that's left to do is run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You'll be the Prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And I'll be the Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; It's a Love Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Baby just say Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Romeo save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; They're trying to tell me how to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; This love is difficult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; But it's real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Don't be afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; We'll make it out of this mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; It's a Love Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Baby just say Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I got tired of waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Wounderin' if you were ever comin' around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; My faith in you was fading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; When I met you on the outskirts of town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Romeo save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I've been feelin' so alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I keep waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; But you never come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Is this in my head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I don't know what to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; He kneels to the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And pulls out a ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Marry me Juliet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; You never have to be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And that's all I really know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I talked to your dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Go pick out a white dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; It's a Love Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Baby just say Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Cause we were both young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; When I first saw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-877923693387796788?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-8316713303969137643</id><published>2009-04-10T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:58:08.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - Fifteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You take a deep breath and you walk through the doors&lt;br /&gt;It's the morning of your very first day&lt;br /&gt;And you say hi to your friends you ain't seen in a while&lt;br /&gt;Try and stay out of everybody's way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your freshman year and you're gonna be here&lt;br /&gt;For the next four years in this town&lt;br /&gt;Hoping one of those senior boys will wink at you and say&lt;br /&gt;"You know, I haven't seen you around before"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna believe them&lt;br /&gt;And when you're fifteen feeling like there's nothing to figure out&lt;br /&gt;Well, count to ten, take it in&lt;br /&gt;This is life before you know who you're gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sit in class next to a redhead named Abigail&lt;br /&gt;And soon enough you're best friends&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at the other girls who think they're so cool&lt;br /&gt;We'll be outta here as soon as we can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you're on your very first date and he's got a car&lt;br /&gt;And you're feeling like flying&lt;br /&gt;And you're momma's waiting up and you're thinking he's the one&lt;br /&gt;And you're dancing 'round your room when the night ends&lt;br /&gt;When the night ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna believe them&lt;br /&gt;When you're fifteen and your first kiss&lt;br /&gt;Makes your head spin 'round&lt;br /&gt;But in your life you'll do things greater than&lt;br /&gt;Dating the boy on the football team&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't know it at fifteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all you wanted was to be wanted&lt;br /&gt;Wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then I swore I was gonna marry him someday&lt;br /&gt;But I realized some bigger dreams of mine&lt;br /&gt;And Abigail gave everything she had to a boy&lt;br /&gt;Who changed his mind and we both cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna believe them&lt;br /&gt;And when you're fifteen, don't forget to look before you fall&lt;br /&gt;I've found time can heal most anything&lt;br /&gt;And you just might find who you're supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know who I was supposed to be at fifteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Fifteen'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014927530715637041.post-2800331719033063493</id><published>2009-04-10T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:57:44.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - Fearless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There's somethin' 'bout the way the street looks when it's just rained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There's a glow off the pavement, you walk me to the car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And you know I wanna ask you to dance right there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In the middle of the parking lot, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We're drivin' down the road, I wonder if you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm tryin' so hard not to get caught up now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But you're just so cool, run your hands through your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Absent-mindedly makin' me want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I don't know how it gets better than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I don't know why but with you I dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In a storm in my best dress, fearless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So baby drive slow 'til we run out of road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In this one horse town, I wanna stay right here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In this passenger seat, you put your eyes on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In this moment, now capture it, remember it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'Cause I don't know how it gets better than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I don't know why but with you I'd dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In a storm in my best dress, fearless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, you stood there with me in the doorway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My hands shake, I'm not usually this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But you pull me in and I'm a little more brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's the first kiss, it's flawless, really somethin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's fearless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'Cause I don't know how it gets better than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I don't know why but with you I'd dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In a storm in my best dress, fearless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'Cause I don't know how it gets better than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I don't know why but with you I'd dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In a storm in my best dress, fearless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-2800331719033063493?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/2800331719033063493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-01-fearless-fearless-album.html#comment-form' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - Fearless Album</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeAcdt8ADtI/AAAAAAAAAAw/I2ZZOIgAaew/s1600-h/ts-fearless_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeAcdt8ADtI/AAAAAAAAAAw/I2ZZOIgAaew/s320/ts-fearless_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323286056424967890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Fearless&lt;/span&gt; is the second studio album by American country pop &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;, released on November 11, 2008 (see 2008 in country music) on Big Machine Records. It debuted at number one on the U.S. Billboard 200, U.S. Billboard Top Country Albums, Canadian Albums Chart, and Canadian Top Country Albums, and has been certified three-times platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America. Fearless has already been deemed one of the fastest selling country albums of all time. Fearless is the first album since Santana's Supernatural to top the Billboard 200 for eleven non-consecutive weeks. It has spent the most consecutive weeks (7) on top of the Billboard 200 since Weathered by Creed in 2001-2002. It is also the first album by a female artist in country music history to log more than seven weeks at number one on the chart and the seventh longest-running number-one album by a female artist in the Billboard 200 history. Its lead single "Love Story" had reached number one on both the Canadian and US country charts, and 6 singles were top 20 hits. Swift solely wrote 7 out of the 13 songs on the album and co-wrote the remaining 6 tracks. The album won Album of the Year at the Academy of Country Music Awards in 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Track listing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(click the title to view the lyrics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-01-fearless-fearless-album.html"&gt;Fearless&lt;/a&gt;"(Liz Rose, Hillary Lindsey) — 4:01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-fifteen-fearless-album.html"&gt;Fifteen&lt;/a&gt;" — 4:54&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-love-story-fearless-album.html"&gt;Love Story&lt;/a&gt;" — 3:55&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-hey-stephen-fearless-album.html"&gt;Hey Stephen&lt;/a&gt;" — 4:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-white-horse-fearless-album.html"&gt;White Horse&lt;/a&gt;" (Liz Rose) — 3:54&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-you-belong-with-me.html"&gt;You Belong with Me&lt;/a&gt;" (Liz Rose) — 3:51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-breathe-fearless-album.html"&gt;"Breathe&lt;/a&gt;” (featuring Colbie Caillat) (Colbie Caillat) — 4:23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-tell-me-why-fearless-album.html"&gt;Tell Me Why&lt;/a&gt;" (Liz Rose) — 3:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-youre-not-sorry-fearless.html"&gt;You're Not Sorry&lt;/a&gt;" — 4:21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-way-i-loved-you-fearless.html"&gt;The Way I Loved You&lt;/a&gt;" (John Rich) — 4:04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-forever-always-fearless.html"&gt;Forever &amp;amp; Always&lt;/a&gt;" — 3:45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-best-day-fearless-album.html"&gt;The Best Day&lt;/a&gt;" — 4:05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/taylor-swift-change-fearless-album.html"&gt;Change&lt;/a&gt;" — 4:40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.mediafire.com/file/tnzmmg5lncz/tylrswftFRLS.zip"&gt;Download Full Album from www.mediafire.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014927530715637041-9205065358219563841?l=mirsz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/feeds/9205065358219563841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/fearless-taylor-swift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/9205065358219563841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014927530715637041/posts/default/9205065358219563841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirsz.blogspot.com/2009/04/fearless-taylor-swift.html' title='Taylor Swift - Fearless Album'/><author><name>mirzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09835828610280858121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/ShPStngWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_J0zCU6cbAY/S220/01012006054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmPMjhHUmE/SeAcdt8ADtI/AAAAAAAAAAw/I2ZZOIgAaew/s72-c/ts-fearless_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
