tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60548299836121846482024-03-13T17:14:12.348-07:00freshblossomsfreshblossomshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17003871940017199951noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054829983612184648.post-39538431374681140352010-11-11T07:40:00.000-08:002010-11-16T22:27:20.021-08:00The Real Woman:<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNwPUISt1BI/AAAAAAAAAfY/0B2YT_BcLqo/s400/tumblr_lavjkssTex1qbj5xuo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538318480256652306" /><div style="text-align: left;">Have you ever seen a model that is neither skinny nor fat? A girl that is actually a realistic representation of women in this day and age rather than this falsely portrayed image of a woman with no meat on her bones? It’s not often that one does.</div><p class="MsoNormal">Every time I page through a magazine I rarely see pictures of women that are neither skinny nor fat. The only time I spot real women is when there is an article for which they have actually chosen real readers for some sort of makeover or when they are trying to prove some point about real women. All the professional pictures and advertisements use women that are incredibly skinny. And this, ladies and gentlemen, I find to be the sole reason why every female has an issue about her image.</p><p class="MsoNormal">It may be your legs, you stomach, your boobs, you butt, your arms or even your toes (I have to admit to even having a complex about my chubby fingers.) Every girl, and I say girl because I am not too sure about they guys, has some issue with her body. These are issues that we will always have despite the fact that others may assure us that our complex’s are completely ridiculous.</p><p class="MsoNormal">The truth is that every single person in the world is different and that is a beautiful gift that each and every one of us has been given. The gift of individuality. So why do we all want to look the same?</p><p class="MsoNormal">I know I do, when I see those models in the magazines or the actresses on television I want to look just like them. I want legs like theirs and a defined stomach like theirs, but the truth of the matter is that I will never look like them. Even if I lost all the weight that was possible and this is because I am not them. I never will be either. I have my own body, which I should be grateful for; I shouldn’t slate myself everyday because I don’t look like some stereotype. Who wants to be a stereotype? What I should want to be is, different, which I am and., which each and every one of us are.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNwPVUSDkZI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ecAG_w00ljc/s400/unnamed_feeling_by_DopeStars_large_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538318500654977426" /><p class="MsoNormal">We are real women, and just like every thing in life, we are not perfect and to be honest, there is no perfect body either. We may think that the girl who is so tall that her head seems as if it is in the clouds with legs like ripple free tributaries leading into the fabulous river that is her flawless, flabless figure is perfect, but who is the judge of what is perfect anyway?</p><p class="MsoNormal">No one can really afford to be the judges since no one is perfect themselves. Who is saying that women with a little curve on the hip and a little flab on the stomach aren’t perfect? We are the only people that can be the judge of ourselves. If we love ourselves and accept our figure and embrace it like it deserves to be embraced then, (and it is a fact) people will start to embrace our figure as well. Confidence is key. It really is. I will admit that confidence is not my strong point. Actually it is probably one of my weakest aspects but I am going to work on my confidence and with summer coming around what better time is there? </p><p class="MsoNormal">Looking at the pictures of models on the runway just makes me sick and incredibly sad for these women. Their knees are the widest section of their entire leg and yet they are being paid to look like this. When I see them I want to shove food down their throat and send them into counseling as these girls must have established some serious issues in their career especially if they are willing to continue living and working like this.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNwQq75THkI/AAAAAAAAAfw/bAebrpwKjnk/s400/tumblr_lbhfwyUtCW1qc5sxdo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538319971577437762" /><p class="MsoNormal">Marilyn Monroe is a woman that everyone knows; she is a woman that is known for being one of the sexiest women in the world. If you look at Marilyn the girls got curves and she loves them! Just because we may not fit into some typical idealized figure does not mean that there is anything wrong with us.</p><p class="MsoNormal">I will admit that I am afraid that by not fitting in to some mold I will not be accepted. That guys wont find me pretty, that people may look upon me and feel sorry for me because I don’t have the desired figure, but if I really think about it, the only person who’s judgment I should worry about is my own judgment of myself. If I love myself others will love me too and if they don’t, then sorry for them.</p><p class="MsoNormal">I’ll be honest in saying that I have been a perpetrator of immediate hatred in the past. If I see a girl in the mall with perfect legs or simply a figure I could only dream for then I immediately hate her and concoct this idea in my mind that she, although perfectly gifted in figure is actually lacking many brain cells and is hated by everyone because she is such a horrible person. Dare I meet one of these girls and find out that this is untrue.</p><p class="MsoNormal">I am one of five granddaughters. The middle in the family and perfectly ordinary. My oldest cousin Lauren is the girl that you do not want to get caught sitting next to on the beach. Her figure is flawless. I am not lying when I say that she has absolutely no extra fat and when she walks or even runs, nothing moves, she even has boobs to fill a bikini and she is one of the cleverest people that I know. Strangely enough she has a complex because she finds her figure too boyish and hates her lack of a small waistline. The next cousin is Paige. Paige is curvier than her older sister Lauren, but her physique is still one that’s enviable along with her personality and honest attitude. I know that no matter how much weight I lose I could never have her skinny legs or her flat stomach or even her tiny arms. The youngest cousin is Kirsten; she is an established horseback rider and ballet dancer. Need I say more about that physique? Jaide, her older sister is an established swimmer and hockey player without an ounce of extra weight either. She is 3 years younger than me, going through puberty and still has bigger boobs than I. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>And then there is me. From seven years old I was the podger of the family. The cousin that always carried a little extra and as I got older that extra amount merely increased. At the age of 12 I decided no more. I was no longer going to be the fat cousin and that day I went on a diet and 6 months later I was 17kg’s lighter. I became fit and skinny. This however was before puberty had hit me and when it did it hit my hips. I have a curvy figure, small boobs, and a fairly flat stomach but get me seated and you will see a roll or two and thighs that belong to a real woman. I see them as looking like I permanently have jockey pants on. The ones that gets wider on each hip. I have come to realize that try as I might I will never have the figure like the models in the magazines or even like my cousins, not because there is anything wrong with me but because I am different and it is great to be different.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 173px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNwPUoAc9II/AAAAAAAAAfg/qGrXLpTgfz0/s400/breeches-3-250x250.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538318488769983618" /><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">So my goal is to learn to love my flaws and myself and embrace the figure I have.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>If you have read this I challenge you to do the same and together maybe we can get the word across to all women that being different is something to be celebrated and that perfect is non existent, merely a figment of our imagination. </p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNwPTjBRxyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/bCf322WoIc8/s400/CRW_5135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538318470251398946" /> <!--EndFragment-->freshblossomshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17003871940017199951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054829983612184648.post-15707854062315548822010-11-02T06:32:00.000-07:002010-11-03T13:18:22.480-07:00If you were more than just my maths tutor<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNAiVRwxFsI/AAAAAAAAAe4/adNeD_czLTo/s400/tumblr_la33v76Gxc1qctiq0o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534961690978883266" /><div style="text-align: center;">If you were more than just my maths tutor, I would never let you feel alone</div><div style="text-align: center;">I would be the person that finally got you to open up,</div><div style="text-align: center;">The one that you opened up to.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNAhkY5NgYI/AAAAAAAAAdw/p0of4uLTqeA/s400/tumblr_kqlxkcHgqJ1qztsrto1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534960851079758210" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">If you were more than just my best friend, I would make you see that you have a wonderful smile. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">A smile that can always make me smile</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Even when I try to resist it.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I would make you realize that you don’t have chubby cheeks</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And that photo’s of you are always better when you are smiling,</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Not pouting.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNAhk-CmtRI/AAAAAAAAAd4/418M3RRZgl4/s400/tumblr_l9gp5xGPKF1qbvnv7o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534960861051270418" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">If you were more than just secretly my soul mate, I would want you to be the best that you can possibly be. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I would always remind you that I believe in you.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">That I believe you can do anything.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">If you were more than just my go-to-guy, I wouldn’t let you take care of yourself when you are sick.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I would make sure you always had the right medication,</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">That you were always comfortable,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Warmer, or cooler,</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And then I would rub your back or scratch your head</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">To remind you that I care about you more than words could ever describe.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNAiVlUeqyI/AAAAAAAAAfA/eJMEFChdBno/s400/5b3h48_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534961696228944674" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">If you were more than just my favourite person to tease, I would challenge you,</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Tease you,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Play around with you,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">But never play with your heart.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNAh_V8ZB9I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/XTK7LYKzve8/s400/tumblr_lamytvnJF01qa7lhco1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534961314144258002" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">If you were more than just my dream boyfriend, I would make sure that you knew just how extraordinary you really are.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Just how extraordinary I think you are.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">If you were more than just my perfect person, I would travel the world with you</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And share memories with you that I will never forget.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNAhkXXh_iI/AAAAAAAAAdo/AtjLfzXf4X0/s400/tumblr_l00gcvV2V51qattr5o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534960850670059042" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">If you were more than just the guy I’d most like to kiss, I would remind you of your worth,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And that’s why I could never let you go.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">It’s when you finally realize someone’s worth that you fall in love. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">When you realize that they’re worth more than life itself.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">You are worth more than life itself.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">If you were more than just my matric dance partner, I would always make you my plus one.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And I would always drag you on the dance floor.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNAiUz-uQhI/AAAAAAAAAew/OHCIdgUlp8s/s400/tumblr_l0qqwf3RZU1qb6huro1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534961682984354322" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">If you were more than just my house sitter, I would give you a massage whenever you needed.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Cook for you or with you every night.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNAh_6FBoOI/AAAAAAAAAeg/mlZz64NhVvo/s400/daley_cooking_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534961323844149474" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Laugh on the couch with you while watching people on wipeout.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNAhkE-SDYI/AAAAAAAAAdg/hUZqIh0JPpA/s400/41128_422273635678_505320678_5076242_2625124_n_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534960845732318594" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And always share my champagne with you.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNAh_h4rmsI/AAAAAAAAAeY/o-tAOmrIzcs/s400/tumblr_l9ihj2bRYe1qdtpb3o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534961317349923522" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">If you were more than just my gym friend, I would do track class for you,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">You know that’s saying a lot.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNAhlO_t5SI/AAAAAAAAAeA/_IW5e2yQYAY/s400/tumblr_l5gyyoOsEj1qb17p4o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534960865602561314" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">If you were more than just my crush, I would go to every water polo game,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">To cheer you on,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">To give you snacks when you’re done</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And to show you that I enjoy anything that involves you.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 390px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNAh-ydP88I/AAAAAAAAAeI/QZH1NBWYz80/s400/tumblr_l8tpqvO2uR1qb3mezo1_1280_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534961304618398658" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I would make you laugh when you are frustrated</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I would listen when you have to vent</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I would distract you when you need to forget</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Remind you when you need to remember</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And be there for you always.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I would always remind you that I love you.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I would be the happiest I could ever be</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">If you were more than just my maths tutor</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">My best friend</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">My house sitter</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">My matric dance partner</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">My go-to-guy</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">My favourite person to tease</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">My dream boyfriend</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">My perfect person</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">My crush</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">My Secret soul mate</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">My gym friend</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">The guy I’d most like to kiss</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Not only because that’s what you deserve</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">But because I believe that’s what I am destined to do.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TNAiALVEWDI/AAAAAAAAAeo/pcSu1TdSscw/s400/tumblr_lb6as0vPw91qaijfco1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534961328474839090" /> <!--EndFragment-->freshblossomshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17003871940017199951noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054829983612184648.post-14618572510772065342010-09-13T14:02:00.000-07:002010-09-13T14:15:51.676-07:00Run after me!<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TI6TADsn8YI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/rwwzbXejNlA/s400/61625_143544089021098_100000965235070_192928_2651360_n_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516508222777192834" /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>“If he doesn’t chase you when you walk away. Keep walking.”</i></b></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TI6S-k43SmI/AAAAAAAAAcw/L2wkEZ0ljq0/s400/tumblr_l1i4qudIAa1qbd6mco1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516508197327161954" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p>I don’t let guys in. I keep them at a distance and I'll admit that I am pretty picky when it comes to guys. If he gives me too much attention I feel claustrophobic and run away. But when I run I don’t want them to chase me. Then there are the few guys in my life that I have liked and continued liking, the ones that haven’t made me claustrophobic, these are the guys that play my game. They don’t over do it, in fact they give me too little attention, but by that point I am too hooked to let it go. Recently there has been one such guy, I knew that nothing official was going on between us but I didn’t think that it meant nothing was going on between us. We would talk fairly often, maybe not often to some, but enough and we would see each other on a weekly basis. Now I have just found out that I am not the only girl. I guess at the back of my mind I always suspected that I wasn’t the only girl but I hoped that the others didn’t mean anything. I guess I was wrong. I was one of many and didn’t mean anything. As much as it hurts and as much as I want to almost pretend I don’t know I have to confront the issue and move forth with my life.</o:p></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TI6S_EZGZTI/AAAAAAAAAc4/E41GbvJZcZ4/s400/tumblr_kxzutqtTAT1qa1qa6o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516508205783868722" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p>“People have been saying that you just hook up with every girl and that you are such a player and there is nothing wrong with that because there was never anything official or exclusive about us, but im not the type of girl that likes to be one of many. I have been that girl too many times before. So, before I get more invested in this I am going to bow out."</o:p></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TI6S_9nqZwI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Gf-LUa6sYFw/s400/tumblr_l5cems8woY1qztohto1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516508221145769730" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Then I'll walk away and even though my heart will be begging you to follow me, chase me and fight for me, I know you won't.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TI6TK-eTrOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/lmImLZXj6oA/s400/n1611632412_28072_9062_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516508410353528034" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p>I know everything will get better eventually. This will pass. It’s just that the waiting for it to pass isn’t going to be easy. I’m worth more than I settled for. Everyone is worth more than that.</o:p></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TI6S_nNPz2I/AAAAAAAAAdA/Ov_IrEcRDY4/s400/tumblr_kxpbq0BAJm1qzgbc8o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516508215129395042" /> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p><b><i>“Somewhere between heartaches and waiting, comes the chance to be found by someone who can show you that you don’t have to just be an option, but an only choice.”</i></b></o:p></p> <!--EndFragment-->freshblossomshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17003871940017199951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054829983612184648.post-22892072244132576702010-09-07T12:16:00.001-07:002010-09-07T13:52:34.253-07:00Food for thought:<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">"What is the point of being alive if you don't at least try to do something remarkable?" - John Green.</span></b></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIadmUsudQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/YRjFpe-eYy0/s400/happi_84889500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514268075478643970" /><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might find someone who was exactly right for you. Not because they are perfect, or because you are, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to be hinged together."</span></i></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIae7S_F0GI/AAAAAAAAAbo/zY7hIqBcq90/s400/tumblr_l1629yxS9t1qzyrwvo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514269535307681890" /><div style="text-align: center;">I carry your heart with me</div><div style="text-align: center;">[I carry it in my heart]</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am never without it</div><div style="text-align: center;">[Anywhere i go, you go, my dear]</div><div style="text-align: center;">-ee. cummings.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIadmw2oGvI/AAAAAAAAAaI/BykCkIieMBY/s400/World_is_colorful_with_friends_by_Lukreszja_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514268083036363506" /><div style="text-align: center;">"Imagine: a part of you is my heart and so a part of you will always be with me and because it will always be yours, it will always want to go back to its original owner, which is why it starts beating really hard when i see you. My heart wants to jump from my chest and back to you."</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIadnnEDymI/AAAAAAAAAag/3YlsgoQM-Rg/s400/tumblr_l1itiffO2o1qbscnlo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514268097588218466" /><div style="text-align: center;">"Stop being afraid of what could go wrong and think of what could go right."</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIaeDwB2FDI/AAAAAAAAAa4/6ooMU7OXJm4/s400/tumblr_l1i003egcU1qatt0uo1_400_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514268581031187506" /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">"Don't forget to stay true to who you are always."</span></b></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIadnGAEFHI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/bia6MWqxBLE/s400/tumblr_l1hz23lDLi1qbd6mco1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514268088713090162" /><div style="text-align: center;">"Some people are meant to fall in love with each other but not meant to be together."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"I run away from you because sometimes i just want to know if you would follow."</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIaeEXOVKUI/AAAAAAAAAbI/2IAUYKzyuqQ/s400/tumblr_l10c0rax8Y1qzeubuo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514268591552538946" /><div style="text-align: center;">"How did you do that?</div><div style="text-align: center;">With a smile and a glance you rearranged my life."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things." - Henry Ward Beecher</span></i></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIaeDZM3PkI/AAAAAAAAAaw/tkxxOAhQ5TU/s400/tumblr_l1i4mt6osY1qbd6mco1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514268574903385666" /><div style="text-align: center;">"love makes you hold onto things you shouldn't, but who are we to know any better."</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIafqiDEONI/AAAAAAAAAco/FHccbC4covg/s400/tumblr_l7leqvU1Fm1qbf6kho1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514270346804738258" /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before you she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She's not perfect - you arn't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know it when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there." - Bob Marley</span></b></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIafeEIzESI/AAAAAAAAAcA/wj_kroOtiIs/s400/tumblr_l26v5zUEnn1qb7kyso1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514270132617285922" /><div style="text-align: center;">"I don't have a problem finding s boy my problem is finding THE boy."</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIae6q5va7I/AAAAAAAAAbY/miuBXTE4HPs/s400/20_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514269524547824562" /><div style="text-align: center;">"In a relationship the power lies with the person who cares least."</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIafe6BfHNI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2_Gs5xj36Aw/s400/4306207095_15305321f3_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514270147082132690" /><div style="text-align: center;">Life's Natural Highs:</div><div style="text-align: center;">Falling in love</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hearing your favorite song on the radio</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lying in bed listening to rain outside</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bubble baths</div><div style="text-align: center;">Giggling</div><div style="text-align: center;">Long conversations at night</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lazing on the beach</div><div style="text-align: center;">Running through sprinklers</div><div style="text-align: center;">Laughing at an inside joke</div><div style="text-align: center;">Laughing at yourself</div><div style="text-align: center;">Laughing so hard your stomach hurts</div><div style="text-align: center;">Laughing for absolutely no reason at all</div><div style="text-align: center;">Friends</div><div style="text-align: center;">Having someone tell you that you're beautiful</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"Sometimes there is nothing harder in life than being happy for someone else"</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"I deserve more, but i don't want it. All i want is you."</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIafd7esZFI/AAAAAAAAAb4/CwzHOApZVaw/s400/tumblr_l197ua3lQy1qbea6uo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514270130293204050" /><div style="text-align: center;">"You must do the thing which you think you cannot" - Eleanor Roosevelt</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Sometimes when we want something really bad, we lose sight of what it really is."</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIaeDESuO7I/AAAAAAAAAao/goT4irq8IWs/s400/tumblr_l1gcd0wh6i1qa2w57o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514268569290816434" /><div style="text-align: center;">"I don't wish to be everything to everyone, but I would like to be something to someone."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"It's sweet when someone knows every detail about you. Not because you keep on reminding them, but because they pay attention."</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIae6WdEA6I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/trxD09JCieY/s400/tumblr_l12qc2M7UL1qz76g8o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514269519058830242" /><div style="text-align: center;">"It's the things in common that make a relationship enjoyable, but it's the little differences that make them interesting."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">"It's your friends who make your world."</span></b></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIadnQrm5AI/AAAAAAAAAaY/A5buazHqiYg/s400/tumblr_l1437xXajv1qzvsqto1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514268091580081154" /><div style="text-align: center;">"You are what i never knew I always wanted."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"Time is not measured in the passing of years but by what one does, what one feels and what one achieves."</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Not because it's better than nothing but because its better than everything."</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIae7EJVA0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/-pQVGeAfCi4/s400/4210529385_154aeefa22_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514269531324089154" /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"Most people run because deep down they want to be chased."</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Nothing that's worthwhile is ever easy."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"You don't know what you're alive for until you know what you would die for."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"There are two reasons why people change:</div><div style="text-align: center;">one: They have learned alot.</div><div style="text-align: center;">two: They have been hurt too much."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"The heart is a muscle, and what do muscles do when they are torn? They grow back stronger."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>"Live beautifully. Dream passionately. Love Completely."</b></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"Remember, you're beautiful. But keep in mind that not everyone's gonna be able to see that."</span></i></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIaeEN_gmZI/AAAAAAAAAbA/0Y0c-haX7rc/s400/tumblr_l1hvogKTjK1qbd6mco1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514268589074454930" /><div style="text-align: center;">"Never apologize for saying what you feel. Thats like saying sorry for being real."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Everyone keeps telling us that dreams come true but they forget to tell us that sometimes something is simply not meant to be."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"Throughout life you will meet one person who is unlike any other, you could talk to this person for hours and never get bored, you could tell them things and they won't judge you... this person is your soulmate, you best friend... don't ever let them go."</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Fate only takes you up to a certain point then it's up to you to make it happen."</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIaffZhrMOI/AAAAAAAAAcY/-wE0pl6SUfQ/s400/tumblr_l5x1bc3Sxj1qaode2o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514270155538641122" /><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you can learn to appreciate them then they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together." - Marliyn Monroe.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">"The most beautiful discovery that true friends make is that they can grow seperately without growing apart."</span></b></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIae7qS8ebI/AAAAAAAAAbw/t7CcFEVtn6k/s400/2434688683_c9ed991ef4_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514269541564971442" /><div style="text-align: center;">"When you want something you have never had you have to do something you have never done."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIafqd1qgBI/AAAAAAAAAcg/RPTcZBPGZyI/s400/61827536_1279800522_tumblr_l5hgltXfeg1qzl7pko1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514270345674784786" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"Sometimes i think a soulmate is someone who will make you be the most be - you- that you can possibly be. "</span></i></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIafedACBOI/AAAAAAAAAcI/2xQRqM3dsBo/s400/tumblr_l2gefosRkO1qaedy9o1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514270139291403490" />freshblossomshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17003871940017199951noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054829983612184648.post-66011305795402530452010-09-03T03:56:00.000-07:002010-09-03T05:39:27.380-07:00While i should be studying...<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDX_n-TppI/AAAAAAAAAXg/t9U1ymAEvf8/s400/tumblr_l7tx7zyCY81qaaleqo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512643431963534994" />I am just about to enter the worst week of my life and it would probably make everything better if I started studying already, but I gotta give myself a break sometimes, I have only just finished writing an exam.It has come to my attention that every time exams arrive all I can think about is pretty much everything except exams. I think about everything I want to and will be able to do when exams are finally over and although it makes exams seem more gloomy and terrible it does make the finishing of exams that much more exciting.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, these are just a couple of the thoughts that have been consuming my brain since the beginning of exams.</div><div style="text-align: center;">And Andrea, don't worry, I have been doing plenty of studying and all my exams have gone well thus far and I promise to dedicate the rest of my weekend to being a mole and studying 24/7.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">People just don't visit the forest anymore. When exams are done I am going to the forest in a pretty dress to smell the fresh air and walk on the pine needles. It has been way too long since I last did that. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDXne2mhiI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ajboefzE9o4/s400/tumblr_l7zyun89m91qzhhmgo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512643017198437922" /><div style="text-align: center;">I want to go to a place that is bustling with great people and good loud music and then I want to dance. Ill even bring out my best alphabet moves. I miss going out. I have been counting down the days till I can go out again. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDXofv7GZI/AAAAAAAAAXY/eCaP5ernyuY/s400/tumblr_l7u1alCqyY1qzkf9qo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512643034618730898" /><div style="text-align: center;">I have come to realize that people do not go on picnics anymore. Picnics are a wonderful creation and a perfect pass time especially when one isn't writing exams. So as soon as exams are done I am going to organize a picnic. It just needs to be done. Although this seems to resemble camping I want to go on a picnic just like this. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDYAHLXzbI/AAAAAAAAAXw/S5-kfFlW-Ds/s400/tumblr_l7kwsm41Rh1qayndmo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512643440339832242" /><div style="text-align: center;">I really want to go on an island vacation. Somewhere sunny and warm with blue sea that isn't infested with sharks so I can put on my flippers and snorkel. Somewhere that looks like this:</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDY3vP3OdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/A-vxBnGXA9U/s400/20090120182743.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512644395988892114" /><div style="text-align: center;">Although this is not something that I can do as soon as exams are over it is something that has caught my attention while I should have been studying. I have always found homes to be particularly intriguing. I love looking at all different types of houses wondering how I could incorporate all the things I love about each house in the house that I want to live in one day. These are a few that caught my attention:</div><div style="text-align: center;">I cant say that I want my house to be brightly coloured as such I just think it's cute and had to put the photo up. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDY4WlZ4mI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/JARXPGHHtk4/s400/tumblr_l16w0muSHv1qad5k9o1_500_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512644406548226658" /><div style="text-align: center;">This loft apartment looks like a dream. It's cosy with a touch of beach style. I love the layout and the size. Not too big and not too small. if I were living by myself or with a friend this place would definitely be my ultimate. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDY3S5ukKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/YD_adz01Hm0/s400/tumblr_kp8ciqn0Ay1qzyrwvo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512644388379857058" /><div style="text-align: center;">On the topic of houses Andrea and I decided that as soon as we can afford it we are going to buy this very cute, white, thatched house right on the beach in kommetjie. The perfect place for us. In our house we are going to have a chandelier, a glass fridge (that is a fridge for glasses), a towel oven, DSTV, the most amazing bed couches that i found at this shop in tokai, a balcony, white washed furniture, vogue magazines everywhere. All we have to do is win the lottery. Shouldn't be too difficult.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Although we have already found our perfect beach house these are others I found that caught my attention. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDY4E2uyAI/AAAAAAAAAZI/jp_aqiBdJxs/s400/tumblr_ks4lpzxFhL1qzmt81o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512644401789061122" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDY32gxO_I/AAAAAAAAAZA/11rdseBcLhk/s400/4680698476_c163f3837c_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512644397938850802" /><div style="text-align: center;">With the matric dance less that a month away I have had to do a lot of thinking about what I really want. I am still more unorganized than any other girl in my class, however, I have my partner. The dress has been causing problems. the material is brought and beautiful but the dress maker has yet to be found. Just the other day while I should have been studying I stumbled across this dress and it was captivating. I am strongly considering this dress as my design although my hair I must admit will be differently styled. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDZT02--sI/AAAAAAAAAZo/NE-C73xfhVs/s400/drew-barrymore-golden-globes-2009-04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512644878531492546" /><div style="text-align: center;">I have been longing to get on a surfboard for a while now. Although surfing is not my gift in life it still doesn't take away the fact that it is so much fun and the feeling of standing on a board that is moving because of a beautiful wave makes it all the more exhilarating. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDYTRJchdI/AAAAAAAAAYY/4sT_pT6CWgM/s400/tumblr_l54os57gXo1qzpe8uo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512643769433621970" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDYTUBHMhI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/TQKe82AFeFs/s400/tumblr_l4fklh6PUZ1qa13cao1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512643770203976210" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDYTJcQmhI/AAAAAAAAAYI/oIVjqT3t87A/s400/tumblr_l6yl03EC5y1qb0z51o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512643767365048850" /><div style="text-align: center;">I have been dreaming of the possibility of winter in New York with Andrea. The potential of going on an adventure to pretty much one of the most exciting places in the world with the coolest person (don't tell her i said that though, she gets all big headed and stuff). Snow and ice-skating in the open like they do on gossip girl, shopping and taxi's and Central Park and maybe the Empire State building, now that would be cool!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> So, the last picture may not have been taken in New York but I really love the snow. I want snow. That is all. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDYAeZsw_I/AAAAAAAAAYA/n6XibjLMvq0/s400/tumblr_l4k3or1m2T1qaw1g5o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512643446573941746" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDWkO6jZRI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/O2aASOEWTzY/s400/tumblr_l7vxuvnKoy1qcams2o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512641861868807442" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDWlNqgjMI/AAAAAAAAAWo/1hKc6BsjiS8/s400/f0aa16d21dBAHYPAS_6851_0d8b2f7ef0_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512641878712945858" /><div style="text-align: center;">Exams result in stress and a large amount of eating and self loathing (well at least that applies to me) and with summer creeping in everyone is beginning their diet and exercise routine so they are not forced to hide behind clothes all summer and can get out on the beach in a costume and not worry about what people might say or think (this is if you care about what people think of you as admittedly I pathetically do). In an attempt to find some inspiring photo that will make me drop the biscuit and jump on the treadmill I found this woman. I think she is only just about the most beautiful woman in the world and i want to look just like her. PLEASE!!!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDZUKvSiXI/AAAAAAAAAZw/XyP0t12dsfQ/s400/Victoria%2BSecret%2BSupermodel%2BMiranda%2BKerr%2BLaunches%2BwlCVrJCxSHKl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512644884404799858" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDclrh2zzI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/I1DhErk8D2A/s400/miranda-kerr-bikini-vs-06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512648483799486258" /><div style="text-align: center;">I miss the beach, it doesn't even have to be a nice day on the beach I simply miss the sound of the waves crashing on the sand, the wind surrounding the beach. I miss the sand between my toes and the smell of the salty air. I miss kommetjie, I just want my granny to get back already so that I can go there and walk on the beach or just sit there for hours thinking about everything and nothing at all. I want to dance like these girls on the beach without a care in the world. I want to witness a sunset up close as well as a sunrise without having slept in between. I want to go to the beach with the girls to do nothing but read magazines and bask in the sunlight. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDX_yCHtPI/AAAAAAAAAXo/rS1sDe1G9V8/s400/tumblr_l7tysf80RZ1qd7mdbo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512643434663884018" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDZTBw7zvI/AAAAAAAAAZY/jLYAQS61r-I/s400/tumblr_l73gna3k9J1qzbdsao1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512644864815910642" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDWknKN04I/AAAAAAAAAWY/5gG007gir_4/s400/tumblr_l5ewa1iKAn1qc84tno1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512641868376953730" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDWlX9qr4I/AAAAAAAAAWw/uB5LG44v1dU/s400/tumblr_l80fjif8r71qc5sxdo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512641881477656450" /><div style="text-align: center;">When one isn't busy writing exams they have the time and freedom to read books, lots of different kinds of books. I want to be able to buy a book that gets me excited, one that makes me want to spend entire days reading and thats ok because I can do that. There is no other pressing matter of my agenda that I have to deal with pronto. I want books and hundreds of them. Books that make me cry, books that make me laugh books that make me scared, books that teach me something or simply a book that turns my day right around. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TIDXniNdA8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/IMOZRqIl92c/s400/tumblr_l80bkvo8IY1qdtpb3o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512643018099590082" />freshblossomshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17003871940017199951noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054829983612184648.post-67933259312883122492010-08-21T06:45:00.000-07:002010-08-21T08:57:21.110-07:00Single and proud of it!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-decoration: underline; text-align: center; display: inline !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline !important; "><i><span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"You do not need to be loved, not at the cost of yourself. The single relationship that is truly central and crucial in a life is the relationship to the self. Of all the people you will know in a lifetime, you are the only one you will never lose." - Jo Courdert</span></span></i></p></span></i></span></div></div><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_hmaiYgfI/AAAAAAAAASQ/2w3yzWZ7V4E/s400/tumblr_kqc6qnSfWg1qzx4jno1_500_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507868919372218866" /><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_hl6OKTgI/AAAAAAAAASI/FDWbkP80bEU/s400/1266445355415030_large.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507868910697467394" /><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_hlrlSmKI/AAAAAAAAASA/yax3FA5EVGw/s400/tumblr_l7dv551Cqq1qbszwio1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507868906767947938" /><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_hlSxpGDI/AAAAAAAAAR4/zCprtSbiHTs/s400/tumblr_l6z3qoNYXv1qczps0_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507868900108867634" /><div style="text-decoration: underline; text-align: center; display: inline !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; font-family:georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline !important; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">I have to admit that I am the type of person that looks upon those sweet couples with disdain and a hint of jealousy. I always end up asking myself why I dont have that? Asking myself if there is something wrong with me and trying to figure out what it is so I can quickly fix it and move on with life having a boyfriend. The truth is that I personally could have a boyfriend, Ijust havnt had the opportunity to be with someone that I truly want to be with so I end up running away from the other boys because i know that somewhere out there someone better is waiting and searching for me too. So, I have decided to comprise a list of reasons why the single life isnt too bad, in fact it is better than the alternative.</span></span></p></span></span></span></i></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><div style="text-decoration: underline; text-align: center; display: inline !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><div style="text-decoration: underline; text-align: center; display: inline !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; font-family:georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline !important; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_iWtAIBTI/AAAAAAAAASY/YIpi7xcuwIU/s400/tumblr_l7fxgnL69W1qcfmeno1_500_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507869748962526514" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_kZGE0zjI/AAAAAAAAATY/h4DQmCnc4Ds/s400/tumblr_kznpy4Xfbu1qb3qnyo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507871989076119090" /><br /><br /></span></span></p></span></span></span></i></span></div></span></span></i></span></div></span><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">1. You get to eat all the yummy stuff you want to.</span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_n0KzYg0I/AAAAAAAAAUA/GJEWnoQoqoc/s400/4912395028_fb02916664_z_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507875752736490306" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><div style="text-align: center; display: inline !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><i style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><div style="text-align: center; display: inline !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><i style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; font-family:georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";color:#000000;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline !important; "><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"></span></span></span></p><span style=""><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><p></p></span></span></span></i></span></div></span></span></i></span></div></span><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_kY49ys2I/AAAAAAAAATQ/9l4PXii159w/s1600/vpyr5w_large.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">2. T</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">he only person you have to dress up for is yourself.</span></a></span></span></span></span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_nzwPYxII/AAAAAAAAAT4/6x0WQ4nBM20/s400/tumblr_l7hjr1Okwx1qbriamo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507875745606190210" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">3. Your late nights are all your own. </span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">4. Only the doctor can tell you what to eat and when to eat it. </span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">5. You decide what to shave and when you want to shave it. </span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">6. Less money is spent on Valentines Day.</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">7. There are no anniversaries you have to remember.</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">8. No extra birthdays to remember.</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">9. There is no extra family that you have to shop for during the holidays</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">10. You don't have to put up with irritating in-laws. </span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">11. It doesn't matter where you decide to leave your dirty clothes. </span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">12. Everything is yours again and only yours.</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">13. You no longer have to consider anyones jealousy issues.</span></span></span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 24px; ">14. Your insecurities are the only ones that you have to live with.</span></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_n00jPxoI/AAAAAAAAAUI/sNQqhalxxxQ/s400/tumblr_l7b3b0EJbD1qcjzfuo1_400_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507875763943097986" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">15. Getting that far away job isn't influenced by what someone else wants or thinks.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">18. The only person who gets to go through your stuff is yourself.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">19. No-one else stalks your inbox.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">20. You have all the time in the world to spend with your friends who have always been there for you and will always be there for you. </span></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_qMNVty2I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/lJ7nMRvxEf0/s400/4606428591_8fd8434c6f_z_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507878364757478242" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_iXWVhu-I/AAAAAAAAASo/9MHJtmGhKhI/s400/tumblr_l5pddughVh1qzbl6ko1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507869760058145762" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_iX2Y2rNI/AAAAAAAAASw/b4ezhRnh2ls/s400/tumblr_l7dl6tmk3n1qb5xego1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507869768662035666" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 24px; font-family:georgia, serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">21. If you want to eat ice-cream all day you can have it without questioning it. </div></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 24px; font-family:georgia, serif;">22. You can go on hundreds of dates.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 24px; font-family:georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; ">23. You can spend entire days reading. </span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; ">24. You don't have to put up with anyone's disgusting habits. </span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 24px; ">25. Your fetishes are the only ones that matter.</span></div></span><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_t79o289I/AAAAAAAAAVw/XjrrtDS5mwQ/s400/tumblr_l12qc2M7UL1qz76g8o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507882483711407058" /> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">26. Your (sometimes) irritating friends are the only one's you have to deal with. </span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">27. You never have to question your true feelings for the one you are with.</span></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_qNdhSDlI/AAAAAAAAAUg/E363vgjRW_0/s400/tumblr_l7hmp9opRo1qbriamo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507878386280828498" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">28. Your way is the only right way to do things.</span></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_t7CyHsmI/AAAAAAAAAVg/BdMvmsQAgJU/s400/tumblr_l1e4noQ0UA1qbgopuo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507882467912561250" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">29. You don't have to clean up anybody else's mess.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">30. Your disasters are the only one's that you have to stress about.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">31. You are no longer forced to make excuses for yourself. </span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">32. There is much less pressure about your body weight.</span></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_kYF6w9OI/AAAAAAAAATA/0dIS4eGd-H8/s400/20090824175440.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507871971854054626" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">33. People that find themselves in couples are fatter on average anyway.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">34. You can check out and flirt with whomever you wish.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">35. Your dreams and career can be your main focus.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">36. You don't have to deal with anyone else's mood swings.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">37. There are MANY more fish in the sea.</span></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_t6spGmvI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/NgQdI1Ll58I/s400/tumblr_l0gmnybC341qzj73so1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507882461969160946" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">38. Say goodbye to fishing for compliments. </span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">39. A lot less time is spent on the phone. </span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">40. You can choose when you want to answer the phone. </span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">41. You can drink whenever your heart desires.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">42. Nothing moves from the place you put it.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">43. You can choose when you want to have your quiet time. </span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">44. Being single allows you to get to know yourself better, rather than someone else.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">45. A bad relationship is worse that no relationship at all. </span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">46. You can act however you want - YOURSELF!</span></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_kYVBb5xI/AAAAAAAAATI/LR9on_RacGU/s400/tumblr_l1ry6m1cqA1qaliilo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507871975908566802" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">47. You don't have to worry about how dirty your car or room is.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">48. You can take as long as you want to get ready. </span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">49. No heartache!</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">50. You get to chose how you want to spend your weekends.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">51. You can be the wild friend.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 10pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">52. Being single should be seen as putting your happiness first.</span></span></span></span></p><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_qOJDjPOI/AAAAAAAAAUw/b9zDGqE15Kc/s400/tumblr_l7gxexSU8d1qakr18o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507878397967285474" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">53.You will be amazed at how many new people you meet.</span></span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">54. You can travel the world without worrying about missing someone too much, about whether they are staying faithful and what you are missing out on back home.</span></span></o:p></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_nzKF9iUI/AAAAAAAAATo/dVKu77JkgRo/s400/tumblr_kwgt9jPmjs1qzpe8uo1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507875735366109506" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">55. Spontaneity can become your new best friend.</span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_nzVNRUNI/AAAAAAAAATw/Z9io_hhcNU0/s400/tumblr_l7hi36b8Kt1qbriamo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507875738349555922" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">56. You are FREE!</span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_t6-x66QI/AAAAAAAAAVY/wpxS5CYQ1P0/s400/100820%2B3_large.JPG.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507882466837981442" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 394px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_iX8OSq8I/AAAAAAAAAS4/n1uc2t5ueug/s400/cando_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507869770228345794" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"I'm single because I was born that way."</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 162px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_kY49ys2I/AAAAAAAAATQ/9l4PXii159w/s400/vpyr5w_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507871985556960098" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Some people are settling down, some people are settling and some people refuse to settle for anything less than butterflies." - Sex in the City</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“When we are unable to find tranquility within ourselves, it is useless to seek it elsewhere."</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"By persistently remaining single a man converts himself into a permanent public temptation." - </span></span><a href="http://classiclit.about.com/cs/profileswriters/p/aa_oscarwilde.htm"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Oscar Wilde</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 18pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Being single is pretty good. It's a nice sense of irresponsibility." - Michael Douglas</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"If you are single there is always one thing you should take out with you on a Saturday night... your friends." - Sex in the City</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 18pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"I think, therefore I'm single." - Liz Winston</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_qNhxIEgI/AAAAAAAAAUo/VKrZx-nFlV0/s400/z216232000_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507878387421024770" /> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 18pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"I don't need a man to rectify my existence. The most profound relationship we'll ever have is the one with ourselves." - Shirley MacLaine</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 18pt; line-height: 18pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Sometimes you have to stand alone to prove that you can still stand." - Anonymous</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. Maybe they just need to run free till they find someone just as wild to run with them." - Sex in the City</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Girls are like cell phones, they like to be held and talked to, but press the wrong button and you're disconnected. Guys are like buses. If you miss that one, another will be along soon."</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">- Anonymous</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Being single is getting over the illusion that there is somebody out there to complete you and taking charge of your own life."</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">- Omkar Phatak</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Being single used to mean that nobody wanted you. Now it means you're pretty sexy and you're taking your time deciding how you want your life to be and who you want to spend it with."</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">- Sex and the City</span></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG_kZotS55I/AAAAAAAAATg/Ge34vIIWe50/s400/tumblr_l6pum0IkRP1qaqxcdo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507871998372669330" /> <!--EndFragment--> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><br /></div></div></div></div></div>freshblossomshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17003871940017199951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054829983612184648.post-27141298774341441032010-08-21T03:01:00.000-07:002010-08-21T06:43:04.580-07:00You give me hope...<div style="text-align: center;">1. You dress <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">INSANELY</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> </span></i></b>awesomely.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG-p2xZ9yDI/AAAAAAAAAQY/n-inrhiS_04/s400/DSCF6426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507807627737679922" /><div style="text-align: center;">2. You want to be <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">everyones</span></span></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> </span>friend because you see the <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">beauty</span></b></i> that others don't.</div><div style="text-align: center;">3. I can sit and do <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">nothing</span></span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> </span>with you but still have the most <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">amazing</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> </span>time in the world.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG-xwx_aUaI/AAAAAAAAARI/PADj_LMqPj0/s400/DSCF8124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507816320908546466" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG-swEyg-RI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Imhoub5mPyg/s400/DSCF6133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507810811216722194" /><div><div style="text-align: center;">4. You are my <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">moral compass.</span></span></b></i></div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG-xx6zDYYI/AAAAAAAAARY/w1gpnS-9hEw/s400/DSCF7560.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507816340452499842" /><div style="text-align: center;">5. You are simply the most <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">HILARIOUS</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> </span></b></i>person i have ever met.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 374px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG-sxDYrxMI/AAAAAAAAARA/wxpYYCurIdc/s400/DSCF8142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507810828019811522" /><div style="text-align: center;">6. Everytime i spend time with you, no matter how short i always leave thinking, "Man, i am <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">lucky</span></span></b></i> to have her in my life!"</div><div style="text-align: center;">7. You might possibly be the only <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">perfect</span></i></b> person in the world.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG-xyFknSVI/AAAAAAAAARg/l8xrOsa9Xww/s400/DSCF7202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507816343344728402" /><div style="text-align: center;">8. Your laugh is <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">contagious.</span></span></b></i></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG-svpHWWuI/AAAAAAAAAQg/S17G-WjoKpU/s400/6250_264239930182_681925182_8550246_4341945_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507810803787913954" /><div style="text-align: center;">9. You are my <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">favourite</span></span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> </span>person to <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">dance</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> </span>with.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG-swa3eh7I/AAAAAAAAAQw/P7Yg43KTUsY/s400/DSCF6102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507810817143113650" /><div style="text-align: center;">10. You have the most <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">beautiful</span></span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> </span>handwriting.</div><div style="text-align: center;">11. You see <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">beauty</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> </span>in everything.</div><div style="text-align: center;">12<i><b>. Y</b></i><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">ou make my day.</span></b></i></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG-xyhUsmEI/AAAAAAAAARo/zsVgnIgyrLo/s400/DSCF7174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507816350794160194" /><div style="text-align: center;">13. You have <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">more potential</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> </span>than you realize.</div><div style="text-align: center;">14. Every member of my family <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">loves</span></b></i> you.</div><div style="text-align: center;">15. I dont know what i would do <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">without</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:x-large;"> </span></b></i>you.</div><div style="text-align: center;">16. You are <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">passionate</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> </span></b></i>about life.</div><div style="text-align: center;">17. You are <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">complete </span></i></b>within yourself. </div><div style="text-align: center;">18. You love all the same <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">series</span></b></i> as i do.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG-ymUxhY8I/AAAAAAAAARw/2exeCiq3cJk/s400/gossip-girl-season-3-premiere-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507817240778597314" /><div style="text-align: center;">19. Now <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Plet</span></b></i><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">t</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> </span>just won't be the same without you. </div><div style="text-align: center;">20. You think Luke loves<i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">you</span></b></i> more than he loves me. I love your <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">naivete.</span></b></i></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TG-swrwWjNI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/10YrEs5RW9g/s400/DSCF8169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507810821676633298" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">21. You are more <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">beautifu</span></b></i><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">l</span></b></i> than you know. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And these are just a few reasons...</span></div></div>freshblossomshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17003871940017199951noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054829983612184648.post-28341270419362828282010-07-04T07:51:00.000-07:002010-07-04T09:09:19.391-07:00Its time...*<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCxsEb2BNI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Q9h-hkIdHIg/s1600/tumblr_l1kytiXVYU1qagwh5o1_500_large.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCxsEb2BNI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Q9h-hkIdHIg/s400/tumblr_l1kytiXVYU1qagwh5o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490083316427523282" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCqQp3Ay1I/AAAAAAAAAOw/L78Zk3o-2tQ/s400/quote_true_love_grant_txt-ae23a7366d38933e8cf4bad660ea6a54_h_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490075148855855954" /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">I have come to realize that I <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">don't deserve</span></i></b> this.I don't deserve <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">loving </span></b></i>you while you <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">hurt</span></b></i> me. I shouldn't <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">worry</span> about <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">you</span></b></i>, look forward to seeing <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">you</span></b></i>, cook for <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">you</span></b></i>, care for <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">you</span></b></i>, talk about <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">you</span></b></i>, think about <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">you</span></b></i>, want to be with <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">you </span></b></i>when you worry about <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">her</span></b></i>, look forward to seeing <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">her</span></b></i>, cook for <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">her</span></b></i>, care for <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">her</span></b></i>, talk about <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">her</span></b></i>, think about<i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> her</span></b></i> and want to be with <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">her</span></b></i>.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCrViLGQoI/AAAAAAAAAQA/vfM4icjflho/s400/tumblr_kqow5lDEb81qzcso1o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490076332203590274" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You treat me like a <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">child </span></b></i>without actually taking the time to realize that i am not a child, not even close. You make me carry my heavy bags <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">without helping</span></b></i> me or opening the door for me. When I put in the effort to see you or do something with you that you would want to do, you <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">don't act interested</span></b></i>. You act like you are doing me a favour. Well, don't do me any favours, I actually don't need them from you.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCrJLevKgI/AAAAAAAAAPo/boRnV9bTAAk/s400/tumblr_l4f09r8nbY1qb03mao1_400_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490076119953517058" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCpgCcMfHI/AAAAAAAAAOI/oJ9zf8ggY00/s400/tumblr_l1h8z2w0DX1qa9mboo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490074313640672370" /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I can see myself <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">falling more in love </span></b></i>with someone who doesn't treat me like I am more important than air someone who <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">sees through</span></b></i> me and I can see myself accepting it because I think the world starts and ends with you, because I just want you to be happy without ever realizing that <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">you don't care if i am happy.</span></b></i></div></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCqP_SUZyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/WXIxVDWnjxI/s400/tumblr_l4pstjry2P1qbtzvzo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490075137427662626" /><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">I deserve better</span></b></i>.</div><div style="text-align: center;">And if ever you <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">wake up</span></b></i> to realize that I am the one, then you will have to <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">fight</span></b></i> harder than you can possibly imagine and you are going to have to treat me like I am worth the world, like you would give your life for me.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCpguipjaI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/HIDgXnUKQss/s400/tumblr_l3bs86GUMR1qzn62ro1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490074325478903202" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCqQVOcjvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RD0MjLqCCmw/s400/end_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490075143316999922" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The problem is that once I have let go it is <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">near impossible for me to let you in</span></b></i> again. You have <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">hurt </span></b></i>me without me deserving it, you have made me feel<i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> i</span></b></i><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">nsignificant, stupid, young and ugly </span></b></i>and all I did was love you and try my hardest with you. So now I am <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">stepping back</span></b></i> and out of your life. You can continue in your lovely relationship with her, believing she is perfect. She isn't bad, I know that, but <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">she isn't better than me</span></b></i> or any other person. The <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">difference</span></b></i> between her and I is that i have known you for <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">longer</span></b></i>, I have <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">loved</span></b></i> you for longer. I <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">know</span></b></i> things about you that she doesn't know, that you don't even know i know. I think you are <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">perfect</span></b></i>. I wouldn't change anything about you. The difference between her and I is that she has you, <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">I wish for you.</span></b></i></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCpfGQ7v9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/OnLR6FBl0mI/s400/5b3h48_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490074297487310802" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCrJwK_zNI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ng_7j5wJZ2o/s400/tumblr_l4zf8qcQg91qaqxcdo1_250_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490076129802833106" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCq8e1x86I/AAAAAAAAAPg/W37oO2aTdaI/s400/20090128123344.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490075901812143010" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCrJv7Af5I/AAAAAAAAAPw/wMy8XtZWTD0/s400/z207461500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490076129735770002" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCq8LvJ7jI/AAAAAAAAAPY/HxOpoKJ-KcA/s400/tumblr_l0x3p2CIkj1qb712eo1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490075896684080690" /><div style="text-align: center;">I know you are not perfect and people think I'm <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">crazy</span></b></i> for loving you especially because of the way you treat me and now I am seeing that they are right. So now that I have <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">seen the light</span></b></i> I am setting myself <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">free</span></b></i> from the<i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> trap</span></b></i> that I got myself in with you.</div></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCq7n8NJ9I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/shSURTmxLWU/s400/3529613023_c0f5825a91_o_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490075887075141586" /><div> <div style="text-align: center;">When I find someone who treats me right and makes me feel like the most important person in the world I will realize that letting go, although difficult, was the <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">best thing</span></b></i> I could do because I don't deserve the way you treated me and you don't deserve me. <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">I'm too good for you.</span></b></i></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCqQjy1O9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/kD2bDN9xrmM/s400/tumblr_l4gtuu6RCC1qamftho1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490075147227708370" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCq7Aj_gkI/AAAAAAAAAPA/rnkgTidMTfU/s400/art_quotes-f18e63a9be1c2f531d002790429cb13e_h_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490075876504601154" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TDCq7XVtEQI/AAAAAAAAAPI/CkpFWH6wtQA/s400/24956_101815056522064_100000807090071_47260_2427892_n_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490075882618687746" /></div>freshblossomshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17003871940017199951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054829983612184648.post-88674928328070985632010-06-23T06:33:00.000-07:002010-06-23T06:58:45.622-07:00[Watching the sunset]<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCIO6EHYiBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/DGqDb30P78Y/s400/andrewbrooks_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485963686790596626" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Apple Casual', serif; ">Lets go watch the <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">sunset</span></b></i></span></div> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">You can <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">hold on to my hand</span></b></i><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">We’ve always been <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b><i>good friends</i></b></span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">Never any different<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">Maybe something good will come of it<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">As the <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">un is touching the ocean</span></b></i><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">I will try my best to <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">appreciate difficult emotion</span></b></i><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">Something is going on between both of us<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">I sense an <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">undertone of love</span></b></i><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">My only idea is to act on this impulse oh girl<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Apple Casual', serif;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Im gonna kiss you</span></b></i></span></div><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">And im gonna miss you when you’re gone<o:p></o:p></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCINxvnJo5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/q39oJSYrSkc/s400/20090705005929_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485962444336112530" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCINyHO0QfI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ivxw4q-3rNw/s400/tumblr_l3gwv6HPyC1qarvi2o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485962450676498930" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCINyXRJkeI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/KMlZ6D4zgvc/s400/tumblr_l2qg75igWQ1qzeoimo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485962454981251554" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCINy4WYMII/AAAAAAAAAMY/hHBoVTzn5bQ/s400/tumblr_kugo6fbRSu1qzpe8uo1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485962463861551234" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCINzEM8utI/AAAAAAAAAMg/72D4sFM7pqA/s400/tumblr_kz7g5zjRRd1qzf2wto1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485962467043228370" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCIO6QpwtfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/W6GSzz9G1Zg/s400/tumblr_l2vycxIB2U1qbwh3xo1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485963690156013042" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Apple Casual', serif; ">Do you feel the <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">joy</span></b></i> I feel</span></div><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">When you <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">sitting you with me</span></b></i><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">The <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">sun has now disappeared</span></b></i> along with my worries<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">You have this insane ability to <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">cure me of all anxiety</span></b></i><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">To make me feel <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">happy</span></b></i> to make me feel <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">loved</span></b></i><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">We Sitting you <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">under the star lit sky</span></b></i><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">Looking at you and you <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">l</span></b></i><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">ooking at me in the eye</span></b></i><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">My only idea is to act on this impulse of girl<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Im gonna kiss you</span></b></i> and im gonna miss you when your gone<o:p></o:p></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCIO66Aw3fI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QcKRhazpjkQ/s400/tumblr_l4emmyJOPg1qa2e9qo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485963701258345970" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCIO7Ntt60I/AAAAAAAAANA/HkSQE2QyMq4/s400/tumblr_l344vhGYzo1qzlijdo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485963706547170114" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCIO7U7M4dI/AAAAAAAAANI/NOG2SdY-jaM/s400/tumblr_l3ojwsKiEW1qz6f9yo1_1280_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485963708482773458" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Apple Casual', serif; "><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Something’s happening</span></b></i> I dont know Im falling down im so slow</span></div> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"><span> </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Im falling down, falling down, </span></b></i><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">something’s happening I don’t know im falling down im so slow <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">im falling down, falling down.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">Im <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">sitting here on my own</span></b></i>, where did the time go? <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Never been so alone</span></b></i>, never so alone.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">Im <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">missing your smile</span></b></i> and now you <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">on your way somewhere better, someone new</span></b></i><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">We sitting you under the <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">star lit sky,</span></b></i><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">im looking at you and you looking at me in the eye,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>my only idea is to act on this impulse oh girl<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">im gonna kiss you </span></b></i>and im gonna miss you when your gone,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">Someythings happening I don’t know im falling down, <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">falling down</span></b></i>.<o:p></o:p></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCIQhrPMoFI/AAAAAAAAANo/AizF7JmUzjM/s400/e7dtt1_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485965466818879570" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCIQhFtNsQI/AAAAAAAAANg/VF3WdXIh7Cw/s400/2lcpxy9_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485965456744231170" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCIQg3WyrgI/AAAAAAAAANY/F3I6TVoZDFM/s400/4676951917_4254fb92a3_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485965452892089858" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCIQggG6HKI/AAAAAAAAANQ/jrraZYG977I/s400/2qld3r7_large-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485965446651452578" /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">*You have the ability to be a star - I believe in you. I always will.*</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <!--EndFragment-->freshblossomshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17003871940017199951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054829983612184648.post-81358387319871015622010-06-23T04:55:00.000-07:002010-06-23T05:48:43.047-07:00These shoes were made for wearing...<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia, serif;">Age shouldn't affect you. It's just like the <b><i>size of your shoes</i></b> - they don't determine how you live your life! You're either marvellous or you're boring, regardless of your age. - Steven Morrissey</span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCH4whlmMkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Cu5PCE9hlUg/s400/tumblr_l3mg04P4l01qa2w57o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485939333647446594" /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">Always wear </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i><b>expensive shoes</b></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">. People notice. - Brain Koslow</span></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCH4w8woetI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Lvf1hD9fMi4/s400/tumblr_l4czxl3EKn1qapcpeo1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485939340941490898" /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">Between saying and doing, many a </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i><b>pair of shoes</b></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"> is worn out. - Iris Murdoch</span></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCH4xD2v2iI/AAAAAAAAALA/iecU6IAgzeE/s400/tumblr_l4crt7iv1s1qcu4nvo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485939342846188066" /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">I still have my feet on the ground, I just </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i><b>wear better shoes</b></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">. - Oprah Winfrey</span></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCH4xftqz5I/AAAAAAAAALI/weRB6HrIRSY/s400/ikRia1QKbm6giuwivfZagJqxo1_500_large_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485939350324301714" /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">Let your </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i><b>dreams</b></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"> outgrow the shoes of your expectations. - Ryunosuke Satoro</span></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCH4xgVUxbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YPGSVNdt_is/s400/tumblr_l3v3yhBWNt1qzca8no1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485939350490629554" /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">My shoes are special shoes for </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i><b>discerning feet</b></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">. - Manolo Blahnik</span></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCH5pUhp-bI/AAAAAAAAALY/gxhVvlIJa4I/s400/tumblr_l3s0au32gN1qc92doo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485940309393799602" /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Funny that a pair of really nice shoes make us <i><b>feel good in our heads</b></i> - at the extreme opposite ends of our bodies - Levende Waters</span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCH5prHHFUI/AAAAAAAAALg/IHxnciewVGk/s400/tumblr_l45rrkstep1qa3vlco1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485940315456476482" /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">High heels were invented by a woman who had been <i><b>kissed on the forehead</b></i> - Christopher Morley</span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCH5p84QUtI/AAAAAAAAALo/QZMvJtdxGyk/s400/3897669959_6e1caf18f4_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485940320226005714" /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I don't know who invented the high heel, but <i><b>all men owe him</b></i> a lot. - Marilyn Monroe</span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCH5qITlXWI/AAAAAAAAALw/Lrw7iVl3w0k/s400/tumblr_l4fevde0KT1qbp7ypo1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485940323293420898" /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">One should either be a work of art or <i><b>wear a work of art</b></i>. - Oscar Wilde</span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCICdU08kBI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Wf9ZYCOdQME/s400/tumblr_l4d1a3ny2B1qa73wio1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485949998920929298" /> <!--EndFragment-->freshblossomshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17003871940017199951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054829983612184648.post-32544544174992314072010-06-22T03:52:00.000-07:002010-06-22T04:55:12.263-07:00*Dreaming of dresses...*<span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="text-align: left;">So it has come to that time, <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">3 months</span></b> exactly until the day that most girls have thought about and planned in detail for a long time. The <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">dance</span></b> that everyone expects to be perfect. We all want the <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">perfect shoes, dress, make-up and partner</span></b>. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I havnt even decided what I want my dress to look like let alone what colour I think it should be. My date and shoes is another story. Here are the <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">dresses</span></b></i> I like and the designs I am considering...</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I like this <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Badgley and Mischka</span></i></b>, would definitely have it in a <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">lighter</span></i></b> colour though.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCXSapGVFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/8dk_O3eqIrE/s400/badgley_mischka_jewelry1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485550688782406738" /><div style="text-align: center;">These are also <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Badgley and Mischka</span></i></b>, i love them all, but really love the second dress in the <b>grey</b>.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCXSl10n0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/rNVSpooIa48/s400/2427340778_292700ce44_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485550691788562242" /><div style="text-align: center;">By far my <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><i>favorite dress</i></span></b> on Gossip Girl. Would love to have this dress as my dance dress colour and all.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCXSuWNBOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ffIhQsOBH-A/s400/GOSSIP-GIRL-Rufus-Getting-Married-14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485550694071862498" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCXS0q51LI/AAAAAAAAAIw/HzLSlT0IvnU/s400/GOSSIP-GIRL-Rufus-Getting-Married-6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485550695769298098" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCXTAIHFII/AAAAAAAAAI4/rQ3-SQhxyUg/s400/GOSSIP-GIRL-Rufus-Getting-Married-9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485550698844591234" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCYBJGzkrI/AAAAAAAAAJI/8ZUrh4ERP3k/s400/gossip_girl_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485551491529020082" /><div style="text-align: center;">One of my all time favorite dresses in any movie. I wouldn't have it for myself, but its just so <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">beautiful </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;font-size:medium;">that i had to put it on as one of my options. </span></i></b></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCYBZrRy7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/S68tyzp8lME/s400/normal_105492_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485551495976962994" /><div style="text-align: center;">I <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">love</span></i> </b>Mary-Kate in this <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">blue</span></i></b> dress. I would have this exact dress in a heartbeat if i knew a dress maker could make it exactly the same. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCYAzzT6AI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ER8-F5yQvco/s400/badgley-mischka.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485551485810108418" /><div style="text-align: center;">I like this dress although it isn't what i usually go for. i find it <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">flattering</span></i></b> as well as unique. Would change the colour for myself though.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCYBojYF3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/TZkE3mXaONQ/s400/Miley+Cyrus-BBC-011925.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485551499970353010" /><div style="text-align: center;">This was <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">love at first sight</span></i> </b>for me. I am seriously considering having a dress like this made, i would have a shorter slit in the skirt. My only worry is that it is the <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">material and</span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> colour</span></i></b> that make this dress amazing and not being able to find exactly the same colour and material might take away from its original awesomeness. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCYB5f1z0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/iTvMsEy_dVM/s400/sex_and_the_city_2_hot_poster_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485551504518926146" /><div style="text-align: center;">These are also <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Badgley and Mischka</span></i></b> dresses, i am leaning more towards the dress on the left in a <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">single tone</span></i></b>. i love this silhouette is produces as well as the chiffon.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 326px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCZEs3pDAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EfrKyfv8Yus/s400/Badgley+Mischka+Spring+08+collection+04.JPG.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485552652180327426" /><div style="text-align: center;">Yet another <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Badgley and Mischka</span></i></b>. I love that this dress has <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">two skirts in chiffon</span></i></b> which add to the movement of the dress, but not the volume. I really love this style. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCZE4twkOI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oS1MEAj4pyA/s400/badgley-mischka-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485552655360102626" /><div style="text-align: center;">I think this dress is absolutely beautiful and <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><i>perfect</i></span></b> and i would want it exactly like that, the only problem is that i doubt the dress makers ability to produce exactly that. It's still high on my list of potentials, however. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 355px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCZFFjNHXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7FhRef8tYTU/s400/Versace+v+ABS+in+WSJ+9-11-06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485552658805497202" /><div style="text-align: center;">Frida Pinto in this beautiful <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Marchesa</span></i></b>. I love everything about it. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCZFcVfklI/AAAAAAAAAKA/E2S0uzWx4nE/s400/freida-pinto-sag-awards-2009-05.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485552664922002002" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCZFbM70AI/AAAAAAAAAKI/JLJd_OLBKE8/s400/FreidaSAG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485552664617668610" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCavOvFDpI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/mObUQuGuZXg/s400/sag09winsletpinto.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485554482337353362" /><div style="text-align: center;">I want this dress, I'm only a little apprehensive because i don't want it to make my hips look too big.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCava5JhAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/NAfkQmd7QiM/s400/3298883641_91922dedd2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485554485600814082" /><div style="text-align: center;">I love this <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Marchesa</span></i></b> on Mischa Barton. Not too crazy about the flower but i can always remove it in my redesign. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCavmU30II/AAAAAAAAAKg/ARuAu4LhlSg/s400/MIscha-Barton-PA-480x350.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485554488669884546" /><div style="text-align: center;">An old timeless <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><i>classic</i></span></b>. Princess Grace appears in To Catch A Thief. One of my all time favorites. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TCCav4oH4XI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8YaS465LTQs/s400/article-0-090DD836000005DC-124_306x628.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485554493582467442" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div> <!--EndFragment--> </span>freshblossomshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17003871940017199951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054829983612184648.post-32513404492547211772010-06-21T12:48:00.000-07:002010-06-21T14:35:13.820-07:00This love is difficult*<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; ">He loves me? he loves me not?</span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB_QVCGnafI/AAAAAAAAAGg/H1tTkvyGml0/s400/39_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485331930921003506" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB_QU8vMJsI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/4IA74Ozb5dg/s400/m213098008_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485331929480570562" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:";"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:x-large;">Loving</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">someone isn’t</span></span><span style="font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">easy.</span></b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:";"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-family:";"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">If</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> </span></span><span style=" mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-USfont-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">only you</span></span><span style="font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">knew</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">...</span></span></span></b></i></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">that i know i </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">love</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> you because there are </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">6 billion </span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">people in the world and I still want you. </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Only you.</span></b></i></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB_J7meDn5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/YuTQ2ZQ5gqc/s400/2lbo0tu_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485324896936632210" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Cambria, serif;">I think apart of me has loved you ever since i <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">first saw</span></b></i> you. The first time I saw you t<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;">ime almost slowed down, slowed down enough for me to take in every detail. Your </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">beautiful</span></b></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"> visage, your </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">muscular</span></b></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"> physique and then time returned to normal and in a second you were gone again. And just like that I became </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">captivated</span></b></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;">. You are the most beautiful man I have ever seen.</span></span><div><!--StartFragment--> <!--EndFragment--> <div>The more closer we got the more I found out about you and try as I might I was <i><b>still crazy about you.</b></i></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB_SYAVqfFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/uOu81MxgBR4/s400/tumblr_l1ikp4A3oC1qbszwio1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485334181010111570" />I love you because you are <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">my rock</span></b></i>. <i><b>You</b></i> are the person I want to speak to when I am worried or when I don’t know what to do. I want to know <i><b>your</b></i> advice; I want to know what <i><b>you</b></i> think. <i><b>You</b></i> are the <i><b>only</b></i> person I want to talk to and the <i><b>only</b></i> person I want to listen to.<p class="MsoNormal">I love you because every time we spend time together <i><b>I don’t ever want it to end</b></i>. Yes, you are full of shit sometimes and that drives me crazy but that <i><b>doesn’t change</b></i> that I love you.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB_SY8elFbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/P93xCxaWsx4/s400/tumblr_l4707gfhqc1qbfpl4o1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485334197153633714" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB_SYgzGJNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2wJn829E3io/s400/tumblr_l18uo2VEwm1qaeyyoo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485334189723493586" />I know I love you because I cannot go more than <i><b>3 days</b></i> without speaking to you. I love you because I <i><b>care</b></i> about you more than I care about anyone. When you are <i><b>sick</b></i> I want to be there for you and make your hot water bottle, give you the right medication and rub your back or scratch your head until you are <i><b>feeling better</b></i>.<p class="MsoNormal">I want to make you <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">happy</span></b></i> when you are sad.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB_UjxJmN3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/hiJuY3udmxk/s400/tumblr_kqzkcb5JBU1qzcapto1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485336582114654066" /><p class="MsoNormal">I will drive to your house on Valentines Day and buy a chocolate to make you feel better so that for a few minutes you are <i><b>not upset</b></i>.</p><p class="MsoNormal">I love you because you are one of the few people I can <i><b>truly be myself</b></i> around. When I am with you I am the <i><b>happiest I can be</b></i>.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB_SYUSy-mI/AAAAAAAAAGw/WZqkYpXJlEo/s400/4274918302_6447516b92_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485334186366794338" /><p class="MsoNormal">I love you because even though I say I <i><b>loathe</b></i> you, and I do sometimes I <i><b>love</b></i> you all of the time. I am the type of girl that can be so hurt and still look at you and smile, the type of girl that is willing to brighten your day even if I cant brighten my own.</p><p class="MsoNormal">I <i><b>don’t know</b></i> where I <i><b>stand</b></i> with you and I don’t know what I <i><b>mean</b></i> to you. All is know is that every time I <i><b>think</b></i> of you all I want to do is <i><b>be with you</b></i>.</p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB_QUWEOlmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pQMmB8-3e7M/s400/tumblr_l1dudncbWS1qaobbko1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485331919099827810" /><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'Apple Casual', serif;">I like the way you <i><b>sound in the morning</b></i>,</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">We're on the phone and without a warning</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">i realize your <i><b>laugh is the nest sound i have ever heard</b></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">i like the way i <i><b>can't keep my focus</b></i>,</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">i watch you talk you didn't notice</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">I hear the words but <i><b>all I can think is we should be together</b></i> <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"><i><b>Every time you smile, I smile</b></i> and<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Every time you shine, I'll shine for you </span></b></i><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">Whoa oh I'm feeling you baby <i><b>don’t be afraid to </b></i>jump then fall, <i><b>jump then fall into me</b></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"><i><b> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; ">Baby, I'm <i><b>never gonna leave you</b></i>,</span></b></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">Say that you wanna be with me too<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">Cause <i><b>I'm gonna stay through it all</b></i> so jump then fall <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">Well I like the way your hair falls in your face<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">You got the keys to me <i><b>I love each freckle on your face</b></i>,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">Oh, <i><b>I've never been so wrapped up</b></i>, honey,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">I like the way you're everything I've ever wanted </span></b></i><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">I had time to think it oh-over and all I can say is <i><b>come closer</b></i>, <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">Take a deep breath and jump then fall into me <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"><i><b>Every time you smile, I smile </b></i><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">And every time you shine, I'll shine for you </span></b></i><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'Apple Casual', serif;">The bottoms gonna drop out from under our feet </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">I'll catch you, I'll catch you<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;">When people say things that bring you to your knees, <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">I'll catch you</span></b></i> the time is gonna come when you're so mad you could cry<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"><i><b>But I'll hold you through the night until you smile </b></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:"Apple Casual";mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; ">i wasn't going to <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">risk</span></b> it, but i believe in <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">fate</span></b> and in <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">signs</span></b> and just when i was thinking about whether or not i should take the risk for you, whether or not it would be worth it, i got a fortune cookie and the fortune inside read:<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><b><i>don’t be afraid of taking that big step. Success comes from calculated risks.</i></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"> That was just the sign i needed.</span></span></b></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">All this time I have known that </span><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I care about you more than you care about me</span></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">, I guess what upset me the most was that this week proved that.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 376px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB_Ukoz5O9I/AAAAAAAAAHw/6RNT3ZyjkKo/s400/tumblr_l4csl23WZq1qc17zfo1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485336597056011218" /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Like I said to you last night, I think you are </span><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">amazing</span></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">, you are by far the </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">best guy</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> that I know next to my dad. You are </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">smart, funny, responsible</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> and i look up to you. I care about you like I only care about 3 people and that means that</span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> I would do anything for you</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> if it means making you happy.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:15px;"><span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi- font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Cambria;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-Times New Roman";mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-USfont-family:";font-size:12.0pt;">I <i><b>understand</b></i> that you like this girl and <i><b>she makes you happy</b></i> and that is what is important to me.</span></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB_SY9f5B8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/q5lMAdJVhYI/s400/tumblr_kuttavSHwW1qapadno1_400_larg_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485334197427570626" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">We were both young when I first saw you.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I close my eyes and the flashback starts:</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I'm standing there on a balcony in summer air.</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:15px;"><span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi- font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Cambria;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-Times New Roman";mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-USfont-family:";font-size:12.0pt;">i love <i><b>driving</b></i> with you in your car while we <i><b>sing</b></i> drops of jupiter at an immense volume.</span></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB_Ukijk7yI/AAAAAAAAAHo/TtT8NctmgEg/s400/tumblr_ksi02doOl81qzgslio1_400_larg_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485336595376959266" /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:15px;"><span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi- font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Cambria;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-Times New Roman";mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-USfont-family:";font-size:12.0pt;">i love <i><b>cooking</b></i> with you in the kitchen. i love that you <i><b>insist on sleeping next to me</b></i> on the couch and as small as the space may be it is still wonderful because i am next to you. i love cuddling with you while you sleep even though you <i><b>snore</b></i>. i love your <i><b>chest hair</b></i>. i love that you are the only person with the ability to make me <i><b>angry</b></i>.i love it when you randomly <i><b>tackle</b></i> me. i love <i><b>beating you</b></i> in wii tennis. i love that <i><b>you think you can sing</b></i> so well. i love that you <i><b>know me better than i think you do</b></i>. most of all i love who i am when i am <i><b>around</b></i> you.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Cambria, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i know i am </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">young</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">, you keep reminding me. That doesn't mean that </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i can't love you</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> and that </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">you can't love me too.</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> i think my age scares you because you think you have to be the adult around me, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">but I</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> don’t need you to be the responsible adult. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I just need you to be my friend. I can make my own decisions. I know what is </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">right</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> and what is </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">wrong,</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> that doesn’t mean that I won't do the wrong things. Sometimes I have to </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">test</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> the wrong things so that I can realize for myself why they are wrong.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:15px;"><span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi- font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Cambria;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-Times New Roman";mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-USfont-family:";font-size:12.0pt;">i would rather have you in my life as just my <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">friend</span></b></i> than <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">not have you</span></b></i> in my life at all.</span><!--EndFragment--></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB_UjkaGBAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2ifIfPL_HHg/s400/tumblr_kvwwbkgeuy1qzfy6zo1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485336578694185986" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Cambria, serif;font-size:130%;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">Romeo save me; they're tryin' to tell me how to feel.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">This love is difficult, but it's real.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Don't be afraid; we'll make it out of this mess.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">It's a love story - baby just say 'Yes.'</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I got tired of waiting,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">Wondering if you were ever comin' around.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">My faith in you was fading...</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB_XJO-FpeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/17ECJSf5wa0/s400/tumblr_l2us0w8f5u1qa6ntuo1_500_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485339424797861346" /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I dont want you to be </span><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">too late</span></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Cambria, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I have been </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">in front</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> of you for </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">years</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> just </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">waiting</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> for you to realize that I love you, that you love me too and instead of seeing that, instead of seeing that I was right there in front of you waiting for you, </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">you saw every other girl except me</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">. And you hurt me over and over again. And </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">you didn’t ever see that.</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> You didn’t see me when I was right there. I</span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> t</span></b></i><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">ried so hard</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> with you, I </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">gave you everything</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> I had to give and you just </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">took it all and left</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> me, you never thought about my feelings or thought about everything that I was trying to communicate with you.</span></span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB_XJjtunYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/k2SrcBl0krc/s400/tumblr_l43t6oD1771qaobbko1_400_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485339430366387586" /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=" mso-bidi-;font-family:Verdana;"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Take a chance</span></b></i>; because you never know how absolutely perfect something could turn out to be.</span></span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:16px;"> <!--StartFragment--> </span></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;">I still <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">loathe</span></b></i> you. I will <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">always loathe</span></b></i> you.<o:p></o:p></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 378px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB_Ukb5QZ5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/snLMBwfXcAM/s400/tumblr_l4btvhC3y31qag73jo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485336593588840338" /> <!--EndFragment--> </span><p></p></span><p></p><p></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <!--EndFragment--> </div></div>freshblossomshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17003871940017199951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054829983612184648.post-12157415326385454682010-06-20T09:25:00.000-07:002010-06-20T13:14:55.584-07:00A wish come true...<div style="text-align: center;">If given a <b>wish </b>what would <b>you </b>wish for?</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"> would it be <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">ete<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">rnal happiness</span></b>?</span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">Personally, i think eternal happiness would be boring,</div><div style="text-align: center;">we need to be unhappy to appreciate being happy.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Would you want <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">suc<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">cess</span></b> in <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">love <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; ">and in <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">work</span></b>?</span></span></b></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't know how great that would be either,</div><div style="text-align: center;">one has to experience failure to push harder for success.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">If<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> I </span></b>were given a wish what would<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> I</span></b> wish for?</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">I would think about <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">seaside sunsets</span></b> every night with <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">long w<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">alks</span></b> on the beach</span></span></b></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5QDTBs9LI/AAAAAAAAABY/Skcvs5O_G5M/s400/tumblr_l1ikxs9laR1qbszwio1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484909413761086642" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5P1xP3mSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/cFXOF2BcTK4/s400/3320692566_318884edd1_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484909181355399458" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5PbzE106I/AAAAAAAAABI/DlKuWgAdKs4/s400/tumblr_l0xhirYDv91qb6m65o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484908735169418146" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5OtdFfvkI/AAAAAAAAABA/x_g9ADVEIi8/s400/tumblr_l4adm1sCa31qadknpo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484907938992602690" /><div style="text-align: center;">and a venture in the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; ">wav<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">es</span></b>.</span></span></div></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5QmH3epXI/AAAAAAAAABg/M8zDdNHcAJo/s400/DSCF6137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484910012060837234" /><div style="text-align: center;">I would wish for <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">pouring <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">r<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">ain</span></b> and a <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">warm fire</span></b>.</span></span></b></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5T3CBqjrI/AAAAAAAAABo/QYtilmHK1Mg/s400/Inside-20_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484913601085607602" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5UkyT_74I/AAAAAAAAABw/iFya8VxRv00/s400/tumblr_l3v7dtqHFp1qzxw3ao1_500_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484914387141521282" /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Rustic</span></b> furniture in <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">white wash <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; ">finishing.</span></span></b></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5W5BjHg-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/tZsyJ6plfIg/s400/2504006784_5b77ca74f6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484916933852103650" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5WfgmREZI/AAAAAAAAACI/XTVjL2Kt1Fk/s400/tumblr_l296qgYEz61qbfih2o1_r1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484916495510213010" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5WEQxujZI/AAAAAAAAACA/FS9A-Q8SJS4/s400/KitchenviaBountifulHome.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484916027406847378" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5VlBpF9jI/AAAAAAAAAB4/pp_ane1cn8Q/s400/tumblr_l3dtg48yXL1qzeb9oo1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484915490768156210" /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Hot chocolate</span></b> with the small marshmallows.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5XaGHsRDI/AAAAAAAAACY/gNaNhulWmX0/s400/tumblr_l1r2c7WN6z1qbp8ajo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484917502014932018" /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Slow dances</span></b> underneath the <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">stars</span></b>.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5YnhvaMXI/AAAAAAAAACo/7zmmgmpV7RA/s400/tumblr_l12b8024An1qzwaddo1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484918832279204210" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5YHZTVYKI/AAAAAAAAACg/TdWEUZM0dvM/s400/tumblr_kx2r14bjl31qzilpso1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484918280258150562" /><div style="text-align: center;">getting stuck on the top of the <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">ferris wheel</span></b>.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5Z3r_lMfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/uCG1pMrsiM4/s400/il_430xN.142796661_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484920209420923378" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5ZXavh90I/AAAAAAAAACw/mDsXqYsJJhQ/s400/0122_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484919655034386242" /><div style="text-align: center;">My very own <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">vespa<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; ">.</span></span></b></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5bap-wY0I/AAAAAAAAADI/7R5JYrB8zcU/s400/tumblr_l123uduf881qa3fy1o1_400_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484921909687640898" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5ay9JwFRI/AAAAAAAAADA/fVI3WbtwM5s/s400/2383351093_8de2e8b646.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484921227639264530" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; ">M&M's.</span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5dLcO1yII/AAAAAAAAADY/PSX_qx9EIi4/s400/tumblr_kw30t2PFhf1qzcmcho1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484923847322224770" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5cgOFgBFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/G3Y2q809uik/s400/211157489_b594a547cc_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484923104790578258" /><div style="text-align: center;">My very own <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">swing</span></b>.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5fzYyszcI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8GRACu5MANc/s400/swings_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484926732616912322" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5fx1IcxlI/AAAAAAAAADw/74zsUlyW7jg/s400/myphoto_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484926705864590930" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5fEPAbhKI/AAAAAAAAADo/LKcvDvN37Es/s400/tumblr_l0w0iouPKC1qa6wnko1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484925922536293538" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5eG1CO_kI/AAAAAAAAADg/6_HwaH8b7T4/s400/cosmic_love_by_breaking_the_habitt_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484924867592519234" /><div style="text-align: center;"> Endless days with <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">A</span></b> in our pajama's watching any and every <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">movie</span></b> and <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">series</span></b>.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5h8oDOmEI/AAAAAAAAAEI/RuzSOoLaGqU/s400/DSCF7179.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484929090354845762" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5h-fLe4DI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QXsQikcDD8I/s400/tumblr_l4b2kjA8UW1qaghjho1_500_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484929122333286450" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5h98kMldI/AAAAAAAAAEY/OgW-nmGUwF0/s400/gossip-girl-cast_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484929113041704402" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5h9nYufVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jX7enBBMW1E/s400/90210-cast_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484929107356450130" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5h7V9NQZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ENCpT8Ul2So/s400/tumblr_l3d3arIK1p1qa1f2yo1_500_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484929068317884818" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Chuck </span></b>and<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> B</span></b><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">lair</span></b> to live happily ever after.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5lZG__PyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lYuyUXIyct8/s400/gossipgirl_omfg2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484932878233976610" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 387px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5lYEI5PVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/aKQ1soIS69Q/s400/tumblr_l32h6hMMPh1qablbko1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484932860286156114" /><div style="text-align: center;">I would want all those that <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">hurt </span></b>me to wish they never had.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 376px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5oualYPCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ZwTQPGmSemg/s400/DSC00955.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484936542803213346" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5otPkXthI/AAAAAAAAAFA/_3HVGgqnBH0/s400/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484936522666325522" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5oscSwTUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BbsmZI0qz7o/s400/6770_236139070182_681925182_7889593_3817224_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484936508902231362" /><div style="text-align: center;">I want to relive the moment at the <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Trevi Fountain </span></b>with <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Harsha</span></b>.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5sk6COUtI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6gvUMguYTU4/s400/DSC01398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484940777493517010" /><div style="text-align: center;">I would want to have many more <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">chats with Jess</span></b> on the couch.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5vqjF655I/AAAAAAAAAFo/ekk4iHQUNDM/s400/tumblr_l3yp5udu541qbjlp7o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484944172949104530" /><div style="text-align: center;">A million nights out with <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">P</span></b><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">aige.</span></b></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5vp1WYZVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/pDVL-wlAHh8/s400/CIMG3510.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484944160670115154" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5vpQ9tznI/AAAAAAAAAFY/25PCNti8XdA/s400/IMG_1063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484944150902984306" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My biggest wish would be to spend the rest of my life with <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">one person</span></b>.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Only <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">one</span></b>.</div><div style="text-align: center;">It doesn't have to be easy, we can <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">fight</span></b> all the time, we can drive each other crazy, we can <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">loathe</span></b> one another most of the time. What is important is that although we may loathe one another most of the time, we <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">love</span></b> each other all the time.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't stick with the people that suck up to you, stick with the people that drive you insane yet you are still <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">crazy in love</span></b> with them. </div><div style="text-align: center;">All i know is that if i have one person next to me to <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">share</span></b> my M&M's with,</div><div style="text-align: center;">someone that will <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">hold my hand</span></b> on top of the ferris wheel, </div><div style="text-align: center;">someone to <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">swing with me</span></b> in the sunlight, </div><div style="text-align: center;">someone to <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">sit next to </span></b>and marvel at the glory of the sun setting, </div><div style="text-align: center;">someone that would always <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">walk with me</span></b> on the beach while our toes freeze in the water, someone to <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">wrap </span></b>their arms around me next to the fire while we listen to rain hitting the windows, </div><div style="text-align: center;">someone who <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">appreciates </span></b>a good hot chocolate, </div><div style="text-align: center;">someone who will randomly <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">insist on a dance</span></b> underneath the stars.</div><div style="text-align: center;">If i have that someone that will share in all those moments then <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">all my wishes would have come true...</span></b></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/TB5yD-j4jsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/rJL-ZBnyDuo/s400/tumblr_l32my8VON51qa6z5bo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484946808842522306" /></div></div>freshblossomshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17003871940017199951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054829983612184648.post-79463936683367589252010-04-28T07:32:00.000-07:002010-04-28T10:04:23.128-07:00Celebrations!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/S9hqirMe84I/AAAAAAAAAAs/zMrUraMhoNY/s1600/DSCF9129.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDMt-4cgbNM/S9hqirMe84I/AAAAAAAAAAs/zMrUraMhoNY/s320/DSCF9129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465235291757278082" /></a><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">The perfect day. Breakfast, tiffany blue, Audrey Hepburn, glitz, glamour, friends, family, champagne, laughter, memories, food, mac, Jon bon jovi, marcels, toasting, singing, eating, driving, sand bar, school, Mac Donalds, tequila, taxi's, buttercup, Andrea, Harsha, Steffi, Wade, Chad, Amy. </span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><br /></span>freshblossomshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17003871940017199951noreply@blogger.com0