<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732</id><updated>2011-07-28T22:29:51.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruang RelaxKu</title><subtitle type='html'>ruang ini tempat aku merelaxkan diri (paparan lirik lagu yang aku minati, buku2 cerita yang aku baca, filem atau drama yang aku tonton, dsb) di mana aku berkongsi dengan sesiapa yang sudi melayari blog ini walau untuk beberapa saat sahaja</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-3478006764308750162</id><published>2010-09-27T20:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T20:23:01.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menjenguk sebentar...</title><content type='html'>lama aku tinggalkan blog ni. nasib baik masih boleh beroperasi lagi. huhuhu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-3478006764308750162?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/3478006764308750162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=3478006764308750162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/3478006764308750162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/3478006764308750162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2010/09/menjenguk-sebentar.html' title='Menjenguk sebentar...'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-6452719698957452240</id><published>2009-09-06T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T04:11:02.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>G.E.R.A.M.</title><content type='html'>Cuti ni tension betul aku. Internet punye la slow. Usah kata nak bukak banyak window, bukak satu pun mengengsot. Huhuhu... Sakit jiwa aku dibuatnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuti ni aku tak balik Sentul. Boring jugak rasanya. Buku cerita pun dah habis aku baca, sampaikan tak tahu dah nak baca apa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-6452719698957452240?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/6452719698957452240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=6452719698957452240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/6452719698957452240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/6452719698957452240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2009/09/geram.html' title='G.E.R.A.M.'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-4451151816855254263</id><published>2009-05-07T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T19:11:47.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kamu by Nitrus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Umpama bidadari&lt;span id="more-572"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang turun dari kayangan&lt;br /&gt;Indah nian tak berbandingan&lt;br /&gt;Terasa bagai disentuh bayangan mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Korus)&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya kamu terang bagaikan cahaya&lt;br /&gt;Yang menyinari hidupku dikala ku kelam.. kelam&lt;br /&gt;Terciptalah aku tuk kali pertama&lt;br /&gt;Dan akan ku buktikan kesungguhan dari hati ini&lt;br /&gt;Hati ini…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Umpama bidadari&lt;br /&gt;Kau selalu menyenangkan aku&lt;br /&gt;Biar kadang ku terkeliru&lt;br /&gt;Izinkan aku menyentuh bayanganmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Ulang korus)&lt;br /&gt;Terciptanya aku untuk kau (3x)&lt;br /&gt;(Ulang korus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-4451151816855254263?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/4451151816855254263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=4451151816855254263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/4451151816855254263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/4451151816855254263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2009/05/kamu-by-nitrus.html' title='Kamu by Nitrus'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-5961713991898234810</id><published>2009-01-16T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T01:18:20.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MULANYA 1 CINTA ~ Rose Harissa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SXBQqXs7T1I/AAAAAAAAACk/YOVH6xM0_gE/s1600-h/Mulanya+Satu+Cinta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SXBQqXs7T1I/AAAAAAAAACk/YOVH6xM0_gE/s320/Mulanya+Satu+Cinta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291818251007512402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDDY EZLI&lt;/strong&gt; dan Khairina berkahwin di luar negara ketika mereka masih ber­gelar pe­lajar. Malangnya, ketika anak me­reka, Afizan berusia dua bulan, Khairina berlaku curang kerana desakan hidup di rantau orang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Akibat mengejar cinta lain, Khairina meminta cerai dan hak penjagaan anak diserahkan kepada Ezli. Kerana dikecewakan, Ezli menutup pintu hatinya untuk menerima kehadiran wanita di dalam hidupnya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Namun, permulaan yang tidak diduga telah menemukan Ezli dengan Iryanie yang diupah untuk mengasuh Afizan. Ibu Ezli terpaut dengan layanan mesra yang ditunjukkan oleh gadis itu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hubungan Iryanie dan Afizan semakin rapat sehingga anak itu selesa memanggilnya ‘mama’. Akhirnya, Ezli patuh pada fitrah manusia bahawa dia amat memerlukan ibu untuk anaknya dan teman buat dirinya. Cinta dan rindunya mula berputik terhadap Iryanie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Namun, kemunculan semula Khairina untuk merampas Afizan telah membuatkan Ezli hidup dalam kebimbangan. Pelbagai cara digunakan oleh wanita itu dalam mendapatkan kembali anak itu daripada Ezli. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Konflik dan krisis bagai tak berkesudahan sehingga terbawa ke kamar mahkamah. Namun, dapatkah mereka menerima ke­putusan pengadilan yang akan melukakan salah satu hati?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ulasan aku mengenai novel ini: ~coming soon~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-5961713991898234810?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/5961713991898234810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=5961713991898234810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/5961713991898234810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/5961713991898234810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2009/01/mulanya-1-cinta-rose-harissa.html' title='MULANYA 1 CINTA ~ Rose Harissa'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SXBQqXs7T1I/AAAAAAAAACk/YOVH6xM0_gE/s72-c/Mulanya+Satu+Cinta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-1423746627885855882</id><published>2009-01-16T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T01:01:58.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SERASI DI HATI ~ Nora Ismail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SXBPPcA_MrI/AAAAAAAAACc/z3S8TJo_MGA/s1600-h/sdhk.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291816688797299378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SXBPPcA_MrI/AAAAAAAAACc/z3S8TJo_MGA/s320/sdhk.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Persahabatan itu tidak pernah disengajakan, perasaan tersebut biasa-biasa sahaja. Tidak ada rasa sayang, tidak ada rasa kasih... Bahkan Zarul tahu Edrinaz sudah berpunya. Namun semakin jauh mereka menerokai, semakin indah perasaan itu dirasa. Semakin sering bertemu, semakin Zarul merindu. Dan akhirnya Zarul, mahupun Edrinaz sedar, mereka sama-sama berasa serasi di hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ulasan aku mengenai novel ini: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Finally, dapat jugak aku mengulas sedikit sebanyak pasal citer buku epal hijau ni. Teringat plak bila masa mula2 aku survey novel ni untuk dibeli, aku bertanya pada Kak Nora, ceritanya macam mana..? Ringkas je Kak Nora menjawab, citer yang gatal2. Terpinga2 gak la aku nak memahaminya. OK, masuk bab ulasan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So far, citer ni termasuk dalam kategori best jugak la dalam kamus bacaan aku. Sebabnya, aku suka dengan kesungguhan si Zarul dalam mengejar cinta Edrinaz. Tak putus asa walaupun dia tahu hati Edrinaz tak mungkin berpaling kepadanya memandangkan Edrinaz sayang giler pada suaminya; si Azman. Bagi aku, si Azman pulak berada dalam kategori lelaki DAYUS kerana sebagai ketua dan peneraju utama dalam sebuah rumah tangga, dia ni tak boleh jadi leader. Mungkin sebab terlalu dimanjakan oleh Edrinaz yang menyintai suaminya itu separuh mati. Pulak tu mudah termakan hasutan si Ju. Mungkin sebab hati si Azman ni tidak sepenuhnya diberi kepada isterinya. Untung pulak bila memikirkan watak Azman ni walaupun tak cinta pada isterinya tapi masih mahu meneruskan rumah tangga mereka kerana Edrinaz biasanya akan memberikannya wang belanja setiap hujung bulan. Kalau pun tak berpelajaran tinggi mana kenalah rajin berusaha untuk memperbaiki kelemahan diri. Jangan terlalu bergantung pada orang lain walaupun orang itu adalah isterinya sendiri. Seperti yang orang tua2 selalu bagitahu sampai bila aku nak tongkat langit pada anak2nya yang malas berusaha dan terlalu bergantung pada keluarga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Watak si Zalina pun sangat aku tak suka. Ada ke pulak cam gitu.  Dapat suami walaupun dah tua punya la baik tapi sempat lagi nak mengejar Zarul. Terlalu obsess dengan kesempurnaan fizikal yang ada pada diri pemuda kacukan itu. Tapi aku sempat jugak berpendapat 'padan muka' bila dia diceraikan oleh suaminya malahan dia juga ditendang dari butiknya. T'pk jugak aku kat luar sana sebenarnya ada jugak manusia sebegitu. Cuma kita tak tahu siapa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tapi hati aku agak tercuit kelucuan bila selepas Zarul dan Edrinaz akhirnya berkahwin dan menanti kelahiran cahayamata yang pertama, Zarul pulak yang mengalami morning sickness. Siap mengidam nak makan macam2. Tapi seronok jugak bila ada penulis yang mengetengahkan perihal morning sickness yang ditanggung oleh para suami. Biasanya aku hanya membaca perihal pompuan mengandung yang mengalami morning sickness. Good info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tak banyak ulasan yang aku berikan di sini sebab kalau rasa citer ni best dan nak tahu lebih lanjut lagi, kena la beli sendiri dan baca.. Apa2pun, enjoy the stories..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-1423746627885855882?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/1423746627885855882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=1423746627885855882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/1423746627885855882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/1423746627885855882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2009/01/serasi-di-hati-nora-ismail.html' title='SERASI DI HATI ~ Nora Ismail'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SXBPPcA_MrI/AAAAAAAAACc/z3S8TJo_MGA/s72-c/sdhk.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-3954515553610248874</id><published>2009-01-16T01:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:56:29.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHINTA ~ Norhayati Berahim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SXBOg7D-feI/AAAAAAAAACU/bz7iPuvR5jM/s1600-h/chintacv1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SXBOg7D-feI/AAAAAAAAACU/bz7iPuvR5jM/s320/chintacv1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291815889677483490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zahirnya dia lelaki yang sempurna, ada gaya ada harta. Sedangkan tiada sesiapa yang tahu, dia sebenarnya sedang menderita. Derita jiwa yang menghantui bertahun lalu lama. Kerana angkara si emak, lelaki yang bernama Raja Akid itu tidak pernah percaya pada cinta. Bahkan dendam yang berladung di hati tidak pernah dapat diusir dari diri. Dan sampai satu saat, gadis yang bernama Chinta itu hadir. Raja Akid terperangkap antara kasihnya terhadap Chinta dan bencinya pada wanita.Beranikah dia menghuraikan segala rahsia yang disimpan? Dapatkah dimiliki kasih Chinta? Sebenarnya... hanya Raja Akid sahaja yang boleh menjawabnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ulasan aku selepas membaca novel ini: apa yang aku x suka bila baca Chinta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Aku tak suka bila membaca part yang ada kisah pak cik Kamal terutamanya di awal2 cerita. Begitu zalim dengan anak saudara sendiri walaupun Chinta tidak melakukan apa2 kesalahan. Lebih2 lagi bila Chinta kena sepak terajang bila dirasakan Chinta mengadu kerana tidak dapat masuk sekolah asrama kepada mak yongnya. pulak tu sayangnya pada Rodin melebih-lebih sampaikan sanggup jual tanah semata-mata nak tengok anak lelaki kesayangannya belajar sampai ke luar negara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Aku juga tak suka bila baca part Saiful yang sanggup meninggalkan Chinta hanya kerana dikaburi oleh kecantikan dan wang yang dicanangkan oleh Akma. Lepas tu kadang2 timbul jugak rasa malu dalam dirinya kerana beribu dan berayahkan orang buta. Nampak sangat dia jenis lelaki pengikis apabila dia menyindir Chinta tidak pernah keluarkan duit apabila mereka keluar makan bersama, asyik2 dia yang kena belanja. Walaupun dia dah tahu Akma masih dalam proses perceraian tetapi dia tetap rela dirinya dijadikan toys bosnya itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Puan Shima @ Puteri Shima dan Raja Farah pun sama juga. Sebagai seorang bekas pembantu rumah yang berkahwin dengan anak orang kaya, Puan Shima sepatutnya sedar diri dan bersyukur di atas kesenangan yang dikecapinya. Sebaliknya dia lupa diri sehingga sanggup curang terhadap suami dan mengabaikan rumah tangganya. Manakala Raja Farah pula walaupun dia merupakan anak angkat kepada orang kaya yang sebenarnya adalah ibu dan bapa kandung kepada chinta dia tidak seharusnya berlagak dengan kekayaan dan gelaran raja yang dimilikinya. Kadang2 saya pun tak faham dengan sikap perempuan yang menggedik bila sukakan seseorang. Dia tak tahu ke Raja Akid rimas dengan peelnya yang manja dan mengada-ngada tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Rodin sememangnya anak yang tak tahu diuntung. Kalaupun dia mendapat perhatian yang terlebih dari ayahnya, tapi jangan lah sampai lupa diri dan mengabaikan tanggungjawabnya pada ayahnya yang dah bersusah payah membesar dan menghantarnya belajar sampai ke luar negara. Sudah la tu, kahwin pun tidak diberitahu pada ibu bapanya. Nasib baik pak cik Kamal cepat sedar sebelum terlambat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Apa2 pun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;aku puas hati baca citer ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ternyata Norhayati Berahim tak pernah menghampakan aku dengan karya2nya yang buat aku angkat ibu jari setiap kali lepas membacanya, juga membuatkan aku asyik nak mengulang membacanya banyak2 kali tanpa rasa jemu. Lebih2 lagi karyanya yang bertajuk Pesanan Terakhir Seorang Lelaki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-3954515553610248874?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/3954515553610248874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=3954515553610248874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/3954515553610248874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/3954515553610248874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinta-norhayati-berahim.html' title='CHINTA ~ Norhayati Berahim'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SXBOg7D-feI/AAAAAAAAACU/bz7iPuvR5jM/s72-c/chintacv1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-5424667122861080698</id><published>2009-01-16T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T00:35:41.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jai Khong Chan Pen Khong Thur (My heart belongs to you)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SXBFs8VZ7UI/AAAAAAAAACM/LKgxS8OH4Tg/s1600-h/0e459ad9c32cb0_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SXBFs8VZ7UI/AAAAAAAAACM/LKgxS8OH4Tg/s320/0e459ad9c32cb0_full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291806200572800322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ฉันไม่รู้ว่าเป็นเพราะใคร&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Chan Mai Roo Wa Pen Prau Krai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who is the cause&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;โชคชะตาเป็นใจ หรืออะไรทำให้เธอลาจาก&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chok Chata Pen Jai Rue Arai Tam Hai Thur La Jak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the destiny supports or anything made you leave me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;คนที่รักกันมากมาย ต้องพรากกันไปไกล&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khon Tee Rak Gan Mak Mai Tong Prak Gan Pai Klai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who love each other so much have to be apart so distant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ฉันก็คนจะทนอย่างไรไหว&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chan Gor Khon Ja Ton Yang Rai Wai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also human. How can I bear it?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ฉันไม่รู้จะทำอย่างไร เหมือนใจมันจะขาด&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chan Mai Roo Ja Tam Yang Rai Muen Jai Man Ja Khad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do. It's like my heart's going to be torn off&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ชีวิตมันดูอ้างว้าง วังเวงไปทุกอย่าง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Cheevit Man Doo Aang Wang Wang Weng Pai Took Yang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is so lonely, desolate with everything&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;เหมือนคนที่เดียวดาย จมอยู่กับความหลัง&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muen Khon Tee Diew Dai Jom Yoo Gab Kwam Lang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a lonely person burying myself in the past&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;อยากให้รู้ฉันเสียใจ และปวดร้าวมากเพียงใหน&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yak Hai Roo Chan Sai Jai Lae Puad Rao Mak Piang Nai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know how regret and painful I am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;** ใจของฉันมันเป็นของเธอ ไม่ว่านานเท่าไร&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai Khong Chan Man Pen Khon Thur Mai Wa Nan Tao Rai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heat belongs to you, no matter how long it is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;และมันจะเป็นของเธอตลอดไป&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Lae Man Ja Pen Khong Thur Talod Pai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it will be yours forever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ใจของฉันมันเป็นของเธอ คนเดียวทั้งใจ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Jai Khong Chan Man Pen Khong Thur Khon Diew Tang Jai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart belongs to only you with the whole heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;จะรอเธอรักเธอจนตาย ใจเอย…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Ja Raw Thur Rak Thur Jon Tai Jai Auey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for you...love you until I die...Oh my heart!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ฉันไม่รู้ว่าเหตุผลใด&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chan Mai Roo Wa Het Pol Dai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't know the reason&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ฟ้าข้างบนจงใจ หรือว่าใครทำให้เราไกลกัน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Fa Khang Bon Jong Jai Rue Krai Tam Hai Rao Klai Gan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven's intention or anyone made us be far away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;มันโหดร้ายจนเกินไป ฉันไม่เคยเตรียมใจ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Man Hod Rai Jon Gern Pai Chan Mai Koey Triam Jai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too mean. I have never prepared myself...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ที่จะเสียเธอไปอย่างวันนี้&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tee Ja Sia Thur Pai Tang Wan Nee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to lose you like today&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Repeat *,**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-5424667122861080698?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/5424667122861080698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=5424667122861080698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/5424667122861080698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/5424667122861080698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2009/01/jai-khong-chan-pen-khong-thur-my-heart.html' title='Jai Khong Chan Pen Khong Thur (My heart belongs to you)'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SXBFs8VZ7UI/AAAAAAAAACM/LKgxS8OH4Tg/s72-c/0e459ad9c32cb0_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-7775977437551896576</id><published>2009-01-16T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T00:23:13.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRUSH ~ David Archuleta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hung up the phone tonight,&lt;br /&gt;something happened for the first time, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;It was a rush, what a rush&lt;br /&gt;Cause the possibility that you would ever&lt;br /&gt;Feel the same way about me&lt;br /&gt;It’s just too much, just too much&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth&lt;br /&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;br /&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized, and I just got to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you ever think, when you’re all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we could be, Where this thing could go&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath, when I look at you&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back, like the way I do&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m trying, trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush ain’t goin away, goin away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Has it ever crossed your mind when we're hanging&lt;br /&gt;Spending time girl, are we just friends&lt;br /&gt;Is there more, is there more&lt;br /&gt;See it’s a chance we’ve gotta take&lt;br /&gt;Cause I believe we can make this into&lt;br /&gt;Something that will last, last forever, forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you ever think, when you’re all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we could be, Where this thing could go&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath, when I look at you&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back, like the way I do&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m trying, trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush ain’t goin away, goin away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth&lt;br /&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;br /&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;br /&gt;And I just got to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you ever think, when you’re all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we could be, Where this thing could go&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath, when I look at you&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back, like the way I do&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m trying, trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush ain’t goin away, goin away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-7775977437551896576?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/7775977437551896576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=7775977437551896576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/7775977437551896576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/7775977437551896576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2009/01/crush-david-archuleta.html' title='CRUSH ~ David Archuleta'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-6307639854630277672</id><published>2008-12-10T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:08:43.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/ST_Knyg6gQI/AAAAAAAAACE/5Fyd8yuqB9M/s1600-h/dahlia-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278160073225044226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/ST_Knyg6gQI/AAAAAAAAACE/5Fyd8yuqB9M/s320/dahlia-web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;“Ayah diserang strok, Dahlia! Ayah tiba-tiba jadi teringat padamu. Kamu tu cekal macam Opah Orkid!” puji ayah tiba-tiba. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Padahal dulu, bukankah aku telah disuruh pergi? Bukankah selepas peristiwa menyayat hati itu, aku bagaikan sudah menjadi anak perempuan orang lain, ayah? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Itulah asalnya kenapa Dahlia, pembantu kurator di Muzium Orang Asli Canberra pulang ke Malaysia. Dahlia sang archaeologist yang tidak tahu apa-apa tentang kebun teh, dan tidak ingin ambil tahu apa-apa tentang teh itu terpaksa berdepan dengan Teh Timor yang sudah menambun masalahnya! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Keadaan kian kusut pabila dia bertemu semula dengan si licik Wadi. Musuh tradisinya itu sanggup buat apa sahaja untuk merampas kebun Teh Timor demi memperluas ladang Teh Sutra miliknya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lalu apa pula muslihat Wadi? Tatkala tiba-tiba sahaja dia sanggup menyerahkan ladang teh miliknya sebagai mahar? Perlukah Dahlia menerima dia, demi mendapatkan kembali tanah milik datuk ayahnya? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pandanganku tentang novel ini plak:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;first masa baca intro &amp;amp; beberapa bab terawal, wah.. memang dapat imagine mcm mana rupernya citer dalam novel ni (terkenang plak memori masa aku &amp;amp; kawan2 berfamily day kat cameron highlands bulan april lepas). tapi memang aku suka la garapan citernyer. ye la.. bukan mudah nak belajar pasal sesuatu benda baru. walaupun tak diterangkan secara detail aku dah blh imagine kononnya aku berada di tempat dahlia &amp;amp; membuat segala kerja2 yang digambarkan dalam novel tu. daripada seorang yang bergelar archeologist bertukar haluan plak menjadi pengusaha ladang teh (walaupun xbyk yg diceritakan) lepas tu berubah plak jadi pengusaha rumah tumpangan (&amp;amp; mendapat sambutan lagi daripada Wadi Hanan).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kat sini tak banyak yang dapat aku keluarkan pandangan sebab skang aku tgh buntu sambil2 mendonlot software adobe acrobat 8 (masuk kali ni dah hampir puluh kali aku donlot benda yang sama tapi malang sungguh, kaspersky pegi delete akunyer keygen utk adobe ni. dah la tu, nak dijadikan cerita aku plak lupa p'word yg diberi utk extract keygennya. memang hampeh).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;apa2 pun aku memang x sabar2 nak tunggu kemunculan novel2 baru keluaran jemari seni. sebab ceritanya kebanyakannya sebati ngan jiwa aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-6307639854630277672?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/6307639854630277672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=6307639854630277672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/6307639854630277672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/6307639854630277672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2008/12/ayah-diserang-strok-dahlia-ayah-tiba.html' title=''/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/ST_Knyg6gQI/AAAAAAAAACE/5Fyd8yuqB9M/s72-c/dahlia-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-3598804683111567896</id><published>2008-11-04T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T01:30:15.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAAH - VAMPRHA oleh Zehann Ur Rakhie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SRATtL5XQ9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/dqbU4WWhGao/s1600-h/raah2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264729631404540882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SRATtL5XQ9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/dqbU4WWhGao/s320/raah2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinopsis Ringkas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pencarian Massurya Syah telah membawa dirinya mengembara ke benua-benua asing. Dia mengharungi peristiwa-peristiwa aneh dan berhadapan dengan ancaman yang tak putus. Kembara telah melangkaui sempadan antara realiti dan alam tersembunyi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wahai saudaraku ketahuilah, pemegang rahsia ke-7 itu tertakluk pada prilaku. Apabila kuasa dan ilmu menyatu hanya Iman jadi penentu, antara Dia dan aku, antara Khalik dan dewa palsu. Empunya diri akan mengenal urusannya akan yang hak pulang ke asal bagai roh kembali ke Sang Penciptanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Kesamaran yang paling nyata adalah pandangan ke permukaan semata. Kita tidak akan mengetahuinya secara pasti sehingga kita terjun ke dalamnya dan menyelam ke dasar lubuk" - Massurya Syah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Info: Novel terbaru karya Zehann Ur Rakhie ini sudah siap dicetak dan bila-bila masa sahaja akan berada di pasaran. Kepada follower yang mengikuti RAAH Kelahiran Mufrad, ikutilah sambungannya yang menyajikan penceritaan dan pengembaraan Massurya Syah yang lebih mendebarkan serta tidak jemu dibaca untuk mengetahui apakah kesudahannya. Jangan terlepas peluang untuk memiliki novel ini. FYI: tak rugi sekiranya membeli buku ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-3598804683111567896?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/3598804683111567896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=3598804683111567896&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/3598804683111567896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/3598804683111567896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2008/11/raah-vamprha-oleh-zehann-ur-rakhie.html' title='RAAH - VAMPRHA oleh Zehann Ur Rakhie'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SRATtL5XQ9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/dqbU4WWhGao/s72-c/raah2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-7523974506363875907</id><published>2008-07-23T19:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T20:32:06.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tentang... Dhiya by Syud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SIfsfn3KqqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3z6iV0CO5ok/s1600-h/tentang+dhiya.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SIfsfn3KqqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3z6iV0CO5ok/s320/tentang+dhiya.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226405920607218338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buku ni sebetulnya aku pinjam dari officemate. Dah beberapa hari jugak la aku pinjam tapi tak tersentuh pun kat rak buku. Last2 ntah mcm mana aku blh terasa 'ala, pulangkan je la.. mesti aku x baca buku ni nanti'. Tapi alang2 ambik dan pegang terus je aku belek 1st page. 'Hmm.. not bad!' so apa lagi..? Aku pun teruskanlah membacanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai la smalam aku tidur lambat semata-mata nak menghabiskan baca buku ni. Overall, aku sangat seronok sepanjang membacanya. Kesimpulan yang boleh aku buat, Syud ni memang berbakat dalam bidang penulisan. Dan sebagai seorang penulis, dia ni seorang yang UNIK sebab cara penceritaannya cukup la bersahaja. Tak terlalu berbunga2. Mungkin sebab watak Lisa &amp;amp; Azril tu mcm tu kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buku ni aku simpulkan [pada pandangan peribadi aku la] sebagai 1 karya komedi romantik. Dua2nya seimbang, x lebih x kurang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa ngan Azril ni aku rasa diorang ber2 ni ada agak banyak persamaan la jugak. Contohnya cam susah nak terima pendapat org lain. Mcm Lisa, kawan2 dia slalu jugak puji2 Azril tapi agak payah la si Lisa ni nak menerima kebaikan yang ada dalam diri mamat sorang ni. Yang si Azril ni plak susah nak jumpa dgn papa dia. Dah puas dipujuk oleh abangnya sampai mama dia cakap x payah la nak paksa dia kot2 berlaku something yang x diingini plak. Sebab Azril jadi mcm tu: mama &amp;amp; papa dia bercerai + awek dia meninggal sebab leukemia masa dia join BTN (kalau x salah aku la).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku suka character Azril bila dia mula sedar ada betulnya cakap Lisa pasal papanya. 'Walau buruk mcm mana pun dia, dia tetap papa awk. Bla, bla, bla..' Memandangkan Lisa sudah kehilangan kedua ibu bapanya dlm 1 kemalangan tentu dia merasa agak cemburu terhadap Azril. Walaupun Azril membenci papanya, sekurang2nya keluarganya cukup lengkap. Sedangkan Lisa terasa dirinya menumpang kasih keluarga Ayah Ngahnya. Pas tu siap letak post-it note lagi kat buku Lisa menyatakan maaf sebab being such a jerk. Tapi malangnya Lisa x pernah tahu pasal maaf itu. Lagi 1 dia ni mula2 x confident yang dia suka kat Lisa tapi dah lama2 kenal dan paham peel si minah ni buatkan dia ambik keputusan nak berterus trg je pasal perasaan dia. Time membacanya aku mcm boleh nampak kat ruang mata &amp;amp; otak ni mcm mana keadaan Azril time tu. Nak tergelak pun ada. *Imaginasi masa membaca tu penting!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part yang aku rasa kelakar (1) masa time Lisa tersedak kat umah cikgu dia time makan bile terpandang si Azril. Dah la tu, siap buat2 xkenal plak. Tu 2nd time dia tersedak bile berdepan ngan Azril. Itu pun setelah dia terjumpa post-it note yang Azril lekatkan kat belakang buku notanya 3 tahun yg lalu. So dari situ la mereka kembali berbaik walaupun dok beraku kau. (2) time Azril rancak dok bersms ngan Lisa yang tetiber dia terbaca sms 'aku nak bertunang la bongek!' &amp;amp; then terkedu dan dia rasa something yang biasa kita rasa bila org yang kita suka tapi kita x terus trg ngan dia pasal perasaan kita nak bertunang @ kawin ngan org lain. (3) masa terbaca list yang Jiji buat utk Lisa pasal respon yang biasanya akan berlaku bila Lisa bertemu dgn Azril. (4) masa Lisa cakap kat tepon 'Dear, kat mana ni?' lepas tu kena gelak ngan Abang Ngah dia sebab tersalah dail no. Benarnya dia nak tepon si Azril tapi tertepon Abang Ngahnya. Time tu dia ngan Azril dah official bergelar couple. Beberapa hari asyik kena ajuk ngan Abang Ngahnya pasal 'Dear'. Sampai last2 1 family tahu dia ngan Azril couple. Ha ha ha ha!! Lawak betul. &amp;amp; ada la beberapa part lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak tahu..? Kena la baca sendiri. Anyway, nak je aku beli buku ni &amp;amp; mintak t/tangan Syud ni time pesta buku Selangor kat pkns Shah Alam 26 Julai ni nanti. Sebabnya aku jaga booth hari esok (25/7) ngan selasa (29/7) je. So xde can la aku nak jumpa ngan Syud ni. Apa2 pun, kepada sesiapa yg sudi melepak barang sekejap kat blog aku ni &amp;amp; terbaca post ni, aku ucapkan enjoy &amp;amp; layan &amp;amp; belilah buku ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talian nyawa lagi 1: http://ketikamembaca.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-7523974506363875907?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/7523974506363875907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=7523974506363875907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/7523974506363875907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/7523974506363875907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2008/07/tentang-dhiya-by-syud.html' title='Tentang... Dhiya by Syud'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SIfsfn3KqqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3z6iV0CO5ok/s72-c/tentang+dhiya.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-8778773981887659082</id><published>2008-07-11T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T19:47:06.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Time To Die by Elizabeth Lowell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SHgMVyfHOJI/AAAAAAAAABA/_FRbPmS-fHM/s1600-h/always+time+to+die.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SHgMVyfHOJI/AAAAAAAAABA/_FRbPmS-fHM/s320/always+time+to+die.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221937336405145746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Former U.S. Senator Quintrell is dead. His son, New Mexico's governor, is preparing his run for the highest political office in the land. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dark family secrets are about to explode with the devastating force of a Southwestern earthquake. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;An eccentric Quintrell aunt has invited genealogist Carolina "Carly" May to their Taos compound to compile a record of the illustrious family. But digging into the past is raising troubling questions about a would-be president's private life . . . and the grisly street crime that left his drug-addicted sister dead. As a dark world of twisted passions and depravity slowly opens up before Carly, there is no one whom she dares trust - perhaps least of all Dan Duran, a dangerous, haunted enigma who's tied to the Quintrells' history. But she will need an ally to survive the terrible mysteries a father carried to the grave - because following the bloodlines of the powerful can be a bloody business. And some dead secrets can kill.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Always Time To Die ni novel ke-4 karya Elizabeth Lowell yang aku baca. Kiranya cerita ni secara keseluruhannya pasal Carly May yang diupah oleh Ms. Winnifred utk mengkaji salasilah family Castillo yang juga mempunyai kaitan dengan family Quintrell. Dalam menjalankan tugasnya itu, Carly bertemu dengan Dan Duran yang merupakan cucu kepada bekas Senator Quintrell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dalam menjalankan siasatan, Carly beberapa kali diugut supaya tidak meneruskan kerja2nya. Tapi kerana tugas dan rasa ingin tahunya walaupun terdapat beberapa kematian sepanjang penyiasatannya, akhirnya terbongkarlah sejarah hitam keturunan bekas Senator Q di mana Gabenor Q sebenarnya bukanlah waris Quintrell yang sah. Dengan kata lain, Gabenor Q adalah anak luar nikah bekas Senator Q yang telah membunuh anak kandung sebenar (Josh Q yg identitinya diguna oleh Gabenor Q skrg).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tetapi apa yg musykilnya apabila diperiksa akan DNA yang digunakan oleh Josh Q skrg a.k.a Gabenor Q menunjukkan bahawa Josh Q adalah anak kandung bekas Senator Q. Memandangkan Dan Duran adalah  cucu kepada bekas Senator Q, dia mengambil keputusan utk membandingkan DNAnya dengan DNA Josh Q. Sungguh menakjubkan apabila dia mendapati DNA mereka adalah sama (mcm DNA kembar seiras). Ini bermakna salah seorang dari mereka ber2 adalah penyamar. Maka terbongkarlah rahsia John Q juga identiti sebenar Dan Duran yang selama ini menyangkakan bahawa bekas Senator Q adalah datuknya. Tetapi rupa2nya lelaki itu adalah merupakan ayah kandungnya (ini kerana bekas Senator Q sangat terkenal dengan sikap playboynya &amp;amp; dia juga telah memperkosa anak perempuannya (nenek Dan Duran) dan juga anak perempuannya hasil hubungan sumbang mahramnya dengan nenek Dan Duran (ibu kepada Dan Duran). No wonder ibu Dan sangat sensitif dan mengharamkan sama sekali nama bekas Senator Q disebut di dalam rumahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... begitulah ceritanya. Agak menarik jugak walaupun lebih boring berbanding 3 lagi novel Elizabeth Lowell yang aku baca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-8778773981887659082?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/8778773981887659082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=8778773981887659082&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/8778773981887659082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/8778773981887659082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2008/07/always-time-to-die-by-elizabeth-lowell.html' title='Always Time To Die by Elizabeth Lowell'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SHgMVyfHOJI/AAAAAAAAABA/_FRbPmS-fHM/s72-c/always+time+to+die.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-6295426176777770407</id><published>2008-06-24T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:08:39.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Breath by Mariah Stewart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SGHgvblIpYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/l5nVQdCGeko/s1600-h/lastbreath_hc_pb_md.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SGHgvblIpYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/l5nVQdCGeko/s320/lastbreath_hc_pb_md.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215696948933731714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As renowned archaeologist Dr. Daria McGowan readies the most important project of her career—a museum exhibit showcasing the priceless artifacts her great-grandfather unearthed a century ago in the Middle East—she makes a shocking discovery: many of the most significant pieces have vanished. Panicked, Daria turns to the FBI. &lt;p&gt; It's an assignment that Special Agent Connor Shields is more than happy to accept: Daria is the same pretty American archaeologist he's been searching for ever since a chance meeting two years ago. Working together to track down the owners of the stolen artifacts, Daria and Connor discover a trail of bodies—collectors who have met brutal, bizarre ends at the hands of a killer whose murderous methods are based on the rituals of an ancient civilization. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Amid rumors of a curse and mounting pressure from both the FBI and the museum, Daria and Connor race to unmask their enemy and unravel a mystery stretching across oceans and centuries. All the while, an ingenious murderer follows a sinister plan to gather the coveted antiquities, and one last acquisition: Daria. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-6295426176777770407?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/6295426176777770407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=6295426176777770407&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/6295426176777770407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/6295426176777770407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-breath-by-mariah-stewart.html' title='Last Breath by Mariah Stewart'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SGHgvblIpYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/l5nVQdCGeko/s72-c/lastbreath_hc_pb_md.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-2447556413871432247</id><published>2008-06-24T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:07:35.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Words by Mariah Stewart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SGHgfDw0wKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/X9McjmhI2u4/s1600-h/lastwordsmd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SGHgfDw0wKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/X9McjmhI2u4/s320/lastwordsmd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215696667662401698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A nine-year veteran of the FBI, Special Agent Mia Shields thinks she's seen it all. But nothing prepares her for the terror that descends upon the idyllic bayside community of St. Dennis on Maryland's Eastern Shore, where a depraved killer has left a grisly surprise for chief of police Gabriel Beck: the body of an unidentified woman, naked and completely encased in plastic wrap, stretched across the backseat of Beck's car. Hidden in the wrapping is a tape recording of the victim's last, gasping words, terrifying evidence of the horror endured at the hands of a madman. Soon the body count begins to rise as more victims are found, all gruesomely cocooned, their final pleas captured on tape. &lt;p&gt; Determined to capture the sadistic killer, Beck and Mia team up and set a trap—with Mia as bait. But their prey is closer than they ever could have imagined. Now Beck must race against time to save Mia from becoming the next victim of a serial killer as elusive as he is evil... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-2447556413871432247?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/2447556413871432247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=2447556413871432247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/2447556413871432247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/2447556413871432247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-words-by-mariah-stewart.html' title='Last Words by Mariah Stewart'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SGHgfDw0wKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/X9McjmhI2u4/s72-c/lastwordsmd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-1081553486116201135</id><published>2008-06-24T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:00:23.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Look by Mariah Stewart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SGHepG7G0aI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LxH0WWDWEQE/s1600-h/lastlookmd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SGHepG7G0aI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LxH0WWDWEQE/s320/lastlookmd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215694641286271394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;News that the body of a recently murdered prostitute—shot through the heart at close range, stabbed repeatedly and dumped on Georgia's Shelter Island—has been identified as Shannon Randall stuns the FBI, particularly Special Agent Dorsey Collins. Twenty-four years ago, nineteen year old Eric Louis Beale was convicted and later executed for Shannon's murder—and the agent in charge of the investigation was Dorsey's father. Now Dorsey is determined to find out where her father's investigation went wrong, what part he played in the death of an innocent young man, and where Shannon has been all this time. &lt;p&gt; The heat is on FBI Special Agent Andrew Shields to discover what happened to Shannon on that night decades ago, and to find out who killed her and why. Dorsey shadows Andrew's every investigative move, hoping to redeem her father's reputation and capture a cunning killer. Together, Dorsey and Andrew unravel a shocking mystery that will shatter one family, and rock an entire town. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-1081553486116201135?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/1081553486116201135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=1081553486116201135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/1081553486116201135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/1081553486116201135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-look-by-mariah-stewart.html' title='Last Look by Mariah Stewart'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pC6u-BmM-64/SGHepG7G0aI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LxH0WWDWEQE/s72-c/lastlookmd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-115046708412015216</id><published>2006-06-16T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:54.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Akukah Itu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A.K.U.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- sangat bersopan santun : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rasernyer x sangat..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- mudah bertolak ansur : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dgn kwn iyer (tgk situasi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- sangat cermat teliti dan teratur : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;utk certain benda yg aku suke jek&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- suka menegur kesilapan orang lain dan mengkritik : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;agaknya tapi rasernya aku yang slalu kene tegur.. hehehe c",)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- pendiam tapi pandai bercakap : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ya, betol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- sikapnya sangat cool : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cool lah memula kalo tak cari psl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- sangat baik dan mudah simpati : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ada ketikanya jugak la :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- sangat prihatin dan berperinci : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;prihatin? ntah la, mungkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- amanah, setia dan jujur : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm working on it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- kerja yang dilakukan sangat sempurna : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tak jugak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- sangat sensitif yang tidak diketahui : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ini yer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- orangnya banyak berfikir tapi pendiam : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aah, suke pikir terkedepan, sampaikan banyak rambut luruh (nasib baik x botak, hehehe) :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- daya pentaakulan yang baik : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mak aih ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- otak bijak dan mudah belajar : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boleh tahan tapi malas lebih berleluasa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- suka mencari maklumat : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sebagai persediaan utk menghadapi apa2 yang mendatang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- kawal diri dari terlalu mengkritik : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i try to tapi kadang2 terlepas jugak :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- pandai mendorong diri sendiri : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yer ah, sape nak dorong lg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- mudah memahami orang lain (daya firasat yang tinggi) : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;memahami tp takleh nak control mulut dari beri nasihat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- simpan rahsia : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;emm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- suka sukan, hiburan dan melancung : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sukan? tgk kat tv boleh la. yg lain, boleh la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- kurang menunjukkan perasaannya : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mana ada, mesti xleh sembunyi kat org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- terluka hatinya sangat lama disimpan : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ini mmg yer..aku nih kuat berdendam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- terlalu memilih pasangan : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;err.. taklah.. tapi susah nak cari yang boleh menerima diri ini seadanya.. maklumlah skang ni aku dah jadi anak yatim :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- sukakan benda yang luas : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;luas? kalau bilik yang luas ya.. sebab aku byk barang :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- kerja bersistematik : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mcm tak logik jek ini aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-115046708412015216?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/115046708412015216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=115046708412015216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/115046708412015216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/115046708412015216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/06/akukah-itu.html' title='Akukah Itu?'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-114347238173761652</id><published>2006-03-27T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:53.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's The Way It Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can read your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I know your story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I see what you're going through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's an uphill climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'm feeling sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I know it will come to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ * ~ * ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause you can win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In this thing called love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ * ~ * ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you want it the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's no easy way out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're ready to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And your heart's left in doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't give up on your faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love comes to those who believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And that's the way it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ * ~ * ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you question me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For a simple answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know what to say, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it's plain to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you stick together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're gonna find the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ * ~ * ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So don't surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause you can win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In this thing called love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ * ~ * ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When life is empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With no tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And loneliness starts to call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby don't worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forget your sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause love's gonna conquer it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ * ~ * ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ohhhhhh .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you want it the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's no easy way out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're ready to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And your heart's left in doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't give up on your faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love comes to those who believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And that's the way it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ * ~ * ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-114347238173761652?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/114347238173761652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=114347238173761652&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/114347238173761652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/114347238173761652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/03/thats-way-it-is.html' title='That&apos;s The Way It Is'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-114347199231331614</id><published>2006-03-27T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:53.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photograph</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look at this photograph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every time I do it makes me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How did our eyes get so red?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And what the hell is on Joey’s head? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is where I grew up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think the present owner fixed it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never knew we ever went without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The second floor is hard for sneakin’ out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is where I went to school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Most of the time had better things to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Criminal record says I broke in twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I must’ve done it half a dozen times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder if it’s too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Should I go back and try to graduate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life’s better now than it was back then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I was them, I wouldn’t let me in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s hard to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s time to say it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Goodbye, Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's hard to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s time to say it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Goodbye, Goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember the old arcade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blew every dollar that we ever made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The cops hated us hangin’ out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They say somebody went and burned it down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We used to listen to the radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And sing along with every song we’d know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We said someday we’d find out how it feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To sing to more than just the steering wheel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kim’s the first girl I kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was so nervous that I nearly missed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She’s had a couple of kids since then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I haven’t seen her since God knows when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss that town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss their faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can’t erase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can’t replace it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can’t believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So hard to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Too hard to leave it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I could relive those days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know the one thing that would never change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look at this photograph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every time I do it makes me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every time I do it makes me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-114347199231331614?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/114347199231331614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=114347199231331614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/114347199231331614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/114347199231331614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/03/photograph.html' title='Photograph'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-114044231702996330</id><published>2006-02-20T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:53.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greek's Bridal Bargain [Melanie Melburne]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Bryony Mercer is stunned when Kane Kaproulias returns to Mercyfields – her family home. When she was 17, Kane was the son of the promiscuous housekeeper and the last time Bryony saw him he was being carted off in a police van. Now Kane is every inch a Greek Tycoon – he oozes wealth – and power! And Kane isn’t back to pay his respects – he’s back for revenge….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kane now has Bryony’s family in the palm of his hands – her father has been doing some very shady deals and not only is he about to lose all of his money, his business associates are out for blood. Kane had always been treated like dirt by the Mercer family – Bryony included – he was just staff, and was treated accordingly. But the attraction between he and Bryony has sizzled…and the night before Kane was arrested they shared a passionate kiss. Now Kane has bought Merceyfields – and he’s also bought Bryony to be his bride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bryony is disgusted – she hates Kane, she’s not going to be sold into marriage. But it soon becomes clear that Bryony has no choice, Kane has a watertight arrangement she will become his bride! As far as Bryony is concerned, Kane is still the thug that vandalized her family’s home. What Bryony doesn’t realize is that Kane had a very good reason for doing this – he had just discovered how his mother had been paying for his private education, she had prostituted herself to Bryony’s father!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After a simple ceremony, Kane whisks Bryony off to a private beach for their honeymoon – Bryony’s half furious that Kane is keeping his hands to himself…but quickly their passion explodes! Bryony is a virgin – and she realizes that part of her has always been waiting for Kane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As the truths and the lies of the past spill out, Bryony realizes that Kane is innocent. Can she forgive him for marrying her for revenge….?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-114044231702996330?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/114044231702996330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=114044231702996330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/114044231702996330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/114044231702996330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/02/greeks-bridal-bargain-melanie-melburne.html' title='The Greek&apos;s Bridal Bargain [Melanie Melburne]'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-114026050724589290</id><published>2006-02-18T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:53.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasihku Sinar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Melangkah mengharapkan hadir dirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ku genggam segala memori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kita dewasa bersama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Menuju satu cita walau jalan berbeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kasihku sinar tanpa cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sinarnya tanpa asmara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dengarilah hatiku rindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kasihku mekar tak berbunga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mekarnya di dalam jiwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Biarkanlah biarkan saja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kasihku sinar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andai kau ada di sini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terukirlah senyuman tersingkir rasa sepi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andai kau pergi dari sisi jangan di singkir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diriku dari mimpimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kasihku sinat tanpa cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sinarnya tanpa asmara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dengarilah hatiku rindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kasihku mekar tak berbunga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mekarnya di dalam jiwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Biarkanlah biarkan saja(biarkan..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Biarkanlah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Biarkan saja...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kasihku sinar....kasihku sinar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-114026050724589290?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/114026050724589290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=114026050724589290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/114026050724589290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/114026050724589290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/02/kasihku-sinar.html' title='Kasihku Sinar'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-114025986115424444</id><published>2006-02-18T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:53.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who are you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are you still the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or did you change somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What do you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At this very moment when I think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And when I'm looking back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How we were young and stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you remember that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No matter how I fight it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't deny it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chorus:I still need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still care about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though everything's been said and done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still feel youLike I'm right beside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But still no word from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Instead of moving on I refuse to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That I keep coming back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah I'm stuck in a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That wasn't meant to last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've tried to fight it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't deny it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You don't even know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Repeat chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish I could find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just like I found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I would never let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though everything's been said and done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still feel you (I still feel you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like I'm right beside you (like I'm right beside you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But still no (still no word) from you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-114025986115424444?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/114025986115424444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=114025986115424444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/114025986115424444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/114025986115424444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-still.html' title='I Still'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-114009051047758752</id><published>2006-02-16T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:53.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rafael's Convinient Proposal [Rebecca Winters]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/rafael.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/rafael.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Mediterranean marriage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mallory Ellis is facing the ultimate dilemma: Mediterranean aristocrat Rafael D'Afonso is offering her the family she's always wanted. But can she risk giving up her high-flying career for the chance of motherhood when all Rafael is offering is a marriage in name only...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-114009051047758752?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/114009051047758752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=114009051047758752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/114009051047758752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/114009051047758752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/02/rafaels-convinient-proposal-rebecca.html' title='Rafael&apos;s Convinient Proposal [Rebecca Winters]'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113931979143896078</id><published>2006-02-07T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:52.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addressing 2 All</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are...........SINGLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But if you just let it fly, it will come to you when you least expect it. Love can make you happy but often it hurts, but love's only special when you give it to someone who is really worth it. So take your time and choose the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/heart.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/heart.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/heart.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are............NOT SO SINGLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love isn't about becoming somebody else's "perfect person." It's about finding someone who helps you become the best person you can be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/heart.12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/heart.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/heart.11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are............PLAYBOY/GIRL TYPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never say "I love you" if you don't care. Never talk about feelings if they aren't there. Never touch a life if you mean to break a heart. Never look in the eye when all you do is lie. The cruelest thing a guy can do to a girl is to let her fall in love when he doesn't intend to catch her fall and it works both ways... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/heart.12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/heart.12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are............MARRIED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love is not about "it's your fault", but "I'm sorry." Not "where are you", but "I'm right here." Not "how could you", but "I understand." Not "I wish you were", but "I'm thankful you are." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/heart.15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/heart.15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are............ENGAGED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The true measure of compatibility is not the years spent together but how good you are for each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/heart.13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/heart.13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are............HEARTBROKEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heartbreaks last as long as you want and cut as deep as you allow them to go. The challenge is not how to survive heartbreaks but to learn from them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/heart.14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/heart.14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are............NAIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How to be in love: Fall but don't stumble, be consistent but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, and get hurt but never keep the pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/heart.18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/heart.18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are............POSSESSIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It breaks your heart to see the one you love happy with someone else but it's more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/heart.19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/heart.19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are............AFRAID TO CONFESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love hurts when you break up with someone. It hurts even more when someone breaks up with you. But love hurts the most when the person you love has no idea how you feel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/heart.17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/heart.17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To My Friends Who Are............STILL HOLDING ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A sad thing about life is when you meet someone and fall in love, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and that you have wasted years on someone who wasn't worth it. If he isn't worth it now he's not going to be worth it a year or 10 years from now. Let go..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/heart.16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/heart.16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TO ALL MY FRIENDS.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My wish for you is a man/women whose love is honest, strong, mature, never-changing, uplifting, protective, encouraging, rewarding and unselfish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113931979143896078?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113931979143896078/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113931624449255217</id><published>2006-02-07T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:52.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>R U Real @ Simple?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A realfriend opens your refrigerator and helps himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A simple friend has never seen you cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A realfriend has shoulders soggy from your tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A simple friend doesn't know your parents' first names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A realfriend has their phone numbers in his address book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A simple friend brings a bottle of wine to your party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A real friend comes early to help you cook and stays late to help you clean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A simple friend hates it when you call after he has gone to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A realfriend asks you why you took so long to call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A simple friend seeks to talk with you about your problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A realfriend seeks to help you with your problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A simple friend wonders about your romantic history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A real friend could blackmail you with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A real friend calls you after you had a fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A simple friend expects you to always be there for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A realfriend expects to always be there for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113931624449255217?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113931624449255217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113931624449255217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113931624449255217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113931624449255217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/02/r-u-real-simple.html' title='R U Real @ Simple?!'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113888900904648792</id><published>2006-02-02T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:52.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was young but I wasn't naive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I watched helpless as she turned around to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And still I have the pain I have to carry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A past so deep that even you could not bury if you tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After all this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never thought we'd be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never thought we'd be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When my love for you was blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That I loved you more than you'll ever know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A part of me died when I let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would fall asleepOnly in hopes of dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That everything would be like is was before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But nights like this it seems are slowly fleeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They disappear as reality is crashing to the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After all this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never thought we'd be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never thought we'd be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When my love for you was blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That I loved you more than you'll ever know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A part of me died when I let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After all this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Would you ever wanna leave it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe you could not believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That my love for you was blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That I loved you more than you will ever know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A part of me died when I let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I loved you more than you'll ever know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A part of me dies when I let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113888900904648792?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113888900904648792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113888900904648792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113888900904648792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113888900904648792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/02/blind.html' title='Blind'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113802677280094667</id><published>2006-01-23T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:52.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Outback Engagement [Margaret Way]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/OUTBACK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/OUTBACK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Explanation please!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Darcy is shocked by the contents of her late father's will. She might have inherited half his estate - but the other half has gone to her estranged sister, Courtney. Not only that, her father has given overall control to Curt Berenger, a man her father hated... but whom Darcy once nearly married...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To Darcy's horror, her gold-digging sister is now making a move on Curt. Her Curt. Curt whom Darcy has to work with, despite everything they've been through. Curt who deserves an explanation for what happened years ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113802677280094667?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113802677280094667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113802677280094667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113802677280094667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113802677280094667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/01/outback-engagement-margaret-way.html' title='The Outback Engagement [Margaret Way]'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113776367133393811</id><published>2006-01-20T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:52.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiada Ertinya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lara... tiada akhirnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pabila menatap resah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sepi... hingga waktu berkubur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sayu... makin menghukum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Di dada... terhiris kalbu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh adakah ini kan terus berlalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Apa nilainya jika sangsimu mengganggu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Untuk kembali ke pangkuan dan bermesra denganku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tiada ertinya di sini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tiada ertinya berkasih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Semua telah kau bawa dan berlalu tinggalkanku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tiada ertinya menanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tiada ertinya buatku padamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Diri yang merindui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oohh apa... yang ku mahukan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bagimu... tiada ruangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Berdiri dan memeluk dirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113776367133393811?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113776367133393811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113776367133393811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113776367133393811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113776367133393811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/01/tiada-ertinya.html' title='Tiada Ertinya'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113723807985238986</id><published>2006-01-14T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:52.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Stop Fallin' In Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;oooh hooo oooh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;dee doo doo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;i just cant help falling in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;wise men say only fools rush in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;but i cant help falling in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;shall i stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;would it be a sin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;if i cant help falling in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;like a river flows to the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;so it goes somethings are meant to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;somethings are meant to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;take my hand (take my hand) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;take my whole life too (whole life too) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;for i cant help falling in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;wise men say only fools rush in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;but i i cant i cant i cant help falling in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;like a river flows to the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;so it goes somethings are meant to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;somethings are meant to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;take my hand (take my hand) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;take my whole life too (whole life too) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;for i cant help falling in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;take my hand (take my hand) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;take my whole life too (whole life too) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;for i cant help falling in love with you (loving you) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;for i cant help falling in love falling in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;like a river flows thats the way it goes i just cant help falling in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;fallin in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;like a river flows thats the way it goes i just cant help it falling in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;(my whole life too) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;(i just cant help myself) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;like a river flows thats the way it goes i just cant help it falling in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;cuz i cant help falling in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113723807985238986?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113723807985238986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113723807985238986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113723807985238986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113723807985238986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/01/cant-stop-fallin-in-love.html' title='Can&apos;t Stop Fallin&apos; In Love'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113723635209418782</id><published>2006-01-14T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:52.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Turn To You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I'm lost in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;In your eyes I know I'll find the light to light my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And when I'm scared and losing ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;When my world is going crazy, you can turn it all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And when I'm down you're there; pushing me to the top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;You're always there; giving me all you've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For a shield from the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For a friend; for a love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;To keep me safe and warm, I turn to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the strength to be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the will to carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For everything you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For everything that's true, I turn to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I lose my will to win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just reach for you and I can reach the sky again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause your love is so amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;'cause your love inspires me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And when I need a friend, you're always on my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Giving me faith that gets me through the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For a shield from the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For a friend; for a love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;To keep me safe and warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I turn to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the strength to be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the will to carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For everything you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For everything that's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I turn to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the arms to be my shelter through all the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For truth that will never change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For someone to lean on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;for a heart I can rely on through anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For that one who I can run to....I turn to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For a shield from the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For a friend; for a love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;To keep me safe and warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I turn to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the strength to be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the will to carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For everything you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For everything that's true, I turn to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For a shield from the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For a friend; for a love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;To keep me safe and warm,I turn to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the strength to be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the will to carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For everything you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For everything that's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For everything you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For everything that's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I turn to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113723635209418782?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113723635209418782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113723635209418782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113723635209418782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113723635209418782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-turn-to-you.html' title='I Turn To You'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113706518936179719</id><published>2006-01-12T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:52.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Gonna Leave Your Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like a song without the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A man without a soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A bird without its wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A heart without a home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like a knight without a sword&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The sky without the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cos you are the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like a ship beneath the waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A child who's lost its way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A door without a key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A face without a name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like a breath without the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And every day's the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;since you've gone away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I gotta have a reason to wake up in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You used to be the one that put a smile on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are no words that could describe how I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I miss you everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I'm never gonna leave your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I'm never gonna leave your side again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still holding on girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I won't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cos when I'm lying in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I'm home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They tell me that a man can lose his mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Living in the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Recalling times gone by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And crying in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know I've wasted half the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'm on my knees again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'till you come to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I gotta have a reason to wake up in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You used to be the one that put a smile on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are no words that could describe how I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I miss you everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I'm never gonna leave your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I'm never gonna leave your side again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still holding on girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I won't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I lay my head against your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I'm home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I'm home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I'm home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I'm never gonna leave your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I'm never gonna leave your side again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still holding on girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I won't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cos when I'm lying in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I'm home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113706518936179719?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113706518936179719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113706518936179719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113706518936179719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113706518936179719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/01/never-gonna-leave-your-side.html' title='Never Gonna Leave Your Side'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113706475151882269</id><published>2006-01-12T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:52.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Wanna Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't need to be anything other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Than a prison guard's son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't need to be anything other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Than a specialist's son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't have to be anything other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Than the birth of two souls in one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part of where I'm going, is knowing where I'm coming from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I have to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is think of me and I have peace of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm tired of looking 'round rooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wondering what I've got to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or who I'm supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to be anything other than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm surrounded by identity crisis everywhere I turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Am I the only one who noticed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't be the only one who's learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I have to doIs think of me and I have peace of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm tired of looking 'round rooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wondering what I've got to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or who I'm supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to be anything other than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can I have everyone's attention please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you're not like this and that, you're gonna have to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I came from the mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The crust of creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My whole situtaion-made from clay to stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And now I'm telling everybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anything other that what I've been trying to be lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I have to doIs think of me and I have peace of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm tired of looking 'round rooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wondering what I've got to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or who I'm supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to be anything other than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113706475151882269?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113706475151882269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113706475151882269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113706475151882269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113706475151882269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-dont-wanna-be.html' title='I Don&apos;t Wanna Be'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113706440578729851</id><published>2006-01-12T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:51.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone's Watching Over Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I found myself today&lt;br /&gt;Oh I found myself and ran away&lt;br /&gt;Something pulled me back&lt;br /&gt;The voice of reason I forgot I had&lt;br /&gt;All I know is you're not here to say&lt;br /&gt;What you always used to say&lt;br /&gt;But it's written in the sky tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't give up&lt;br /&gt;No I won't break down&lt;br /&gt;Sooner than it seems life turns around&lt;br /&gt;And I will be strong&lt;br /&gt;Even if it all goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe&lt;br /&gt;Someone's watching over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen that ray of light&lt;br /&gt;And it's shining on my destiny&lt;br /&gt;Shining all the time&lt;br /&gt;And I wont be afraid&lt;br /&gt;To follow everywhere it's taking me&lt;br /&gt;All I know is yesterday is gone&lt;br /&gt;And right now I belong&lt;br /&gt;To this moment to my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't give up&lt;br /&gt;No I won't break down&lt;br /&gt;Sooner than it seems life turns around&lt;br /&gt;And I will be strong&lt;br /&gt;Even if it all goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe&lt;br /&gt;Someone's watching over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what people say&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't matter how long it takes&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself and you'll find&lt;br /&gt;And it only matters how true you are&lt;br /&gt;Be true to yourself and follow your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't give up&lt;br /&gt;No I won't break down&lt;br /&gt;Sooner than it seems life turns around&lt;br /&gt;And I will be strong&lt;br /&gt;Even if it all goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe&lt;br /&gt;That I won't give up&lt;br /&gt;No I won't break down&lt;br /&gt;Sooner than it seems life turns around&lt;br /&gt;And I will be strong&lt;br /&gt;Even when it all goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe&lt;br /&gt;That someone's watching over&lt;br /&gt;Someone's watching over&lt;br /&gt;Someone's watching over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's watching over me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113706440578729851?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113706440578729851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113706440578729851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113706440578729851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113706440578729851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/01/someones-watching-over-me.html' title='Someone&apos;s Watching Over Me'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113706372201289317</id><published>2006-01-12T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:51.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dalam Gerimis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rindu... semakin berakar umbi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yang kurasai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saat kau pergi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hujan... bagai mengundang nestapa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Titis airnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bersama deru tangisanmu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Buat kali pertama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ku melihat (oh) airmatanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sejakku kenali dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sepinya kurasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Disaat berduka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inikah noktahnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pertemuan kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Begitu suratan takdir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Usah lagi kita mungkir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bersyukur pada rahmatNya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kasih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Berpegang pada hakikat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Waktu yang bakal menjawab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Siapa yang benar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pasti... aku kan tetap menanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ku dibayangi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seribu mimpi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hujan... menghilang dengan langkahnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ku merindui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dalam gerimis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yang menghiris...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113706372201289317?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113706372201289317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113706372201289317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113706372201289317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113706372201289317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/01/dalam-gerimis.html' title='Dalam Gerimis'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113656047022664119</id><published>2006-01-06T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:51.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall To Pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I looked away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I look back at you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;You try to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;The things that you can't undo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I had my way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'd never get over you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I pray that we make it through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Make it through the fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Make it through it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus:] And I don't wanna fall to pieces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just want to sit and stare at you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to talk about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I don't want a conversation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just want to cry in front of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to talk about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cuz I'm in Love With you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;You're the only one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'd be with till the end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I come undone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;You bring me back again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Back under the stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Back into your arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wanna know who you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wanna know where to start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna know what this means &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wanna know how you feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wanna know what is real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna know everything, everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus without last line] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cuz i'm in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113656047022664119?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113656047022664119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113656047022664119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113656047022664119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113656047022664119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/01/fall-to-pieces.html' title='Fall To Pieces'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113655976648867026</id><published>2006-01-06T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:51.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bagaikan semusim berlalu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dah agak lama aku x menghabiskan masa di ruang ini. Semenjak aku kehilangan the 1st man in my life pada 14 Disember lepas (hari lahirku yang ke-25). Semua perasaan bercampur aduk, susah nak dihuraikan dengan kata-kata. Yang pastinya aku kesedihan &amp; rasa terkilan yang amat sangat. Petanda sudah ada tetapi aku ketepikan ia, mungkin x ada apa2. I didn't pay much attention, that's what I regret most. But I have to let him go. Although he's not around anymore, he's always in my heart &amp;amp; memory. Doa &amp; harapan aku, semoga roh ayah, arwah datuk &amp;amp; nenek dirahmati oleh Yang Maha Esa &amp;amp; ditempatkan bersama golongan orang2 yang beriman. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113655976648867026?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113655976648867026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113655976648867026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113655976648867026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113655976648867026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/01/bagaikan-semusim-berlalu.html' title='Bagaikan semusim berlalu...'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113655665251341632</id><published>2006-01-06T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:51.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Terakhir</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sampaikan salam buat semua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salam terakhir salam teristimewa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kepada kau yang tersayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pada teman yang ku kenang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pemergian ku ini tak dirancang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Usah bertanya mengapa aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mengucap salam terakhir kepada mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kerna waktu berputaran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bimbang tak berkesempatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Melahirkan kerinduan terhadapmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Demi sebuah kenyataan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yang amat menyakitkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku yang tidak berdaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hanya berserah padaNya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salam akhir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salam yang teristimewa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KepadaNya ku memohon keampunan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MelaluiNya ku beri kemaafan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kepadamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andainya aku punya waktu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Masih ku ingin mengulangi semula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saat indah bersama mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sayang tak berkesempatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abadikan saja salam ku di ingatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salam ku yang terakhir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113655665251341632?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113655665251341632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113655665251341632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113655665251341632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113655665251341632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/01/salam-terakhir.html' title='Salam Terakhir'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113655502841906231</id><published>2006-01-06T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:51.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Their Pregnancy Bombshell [Barbara McMahon]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/bombshell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/bombshell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Living life to her full?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Her only daughter has just got married and now, nearing forty, Sara Simpson is celebrating... her own marriage! It was hard being a single mum, but with her new live-life-to-the-full attitude she's jumped headfirst into a whirlwind wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;With her gorgeous new husband she plans to have some fun, travel the world and celebrate her freedom. But then Sara discovers she's fallen pregnant on their wedding night!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113655502841906231?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113655502841906231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113655502841906231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113655502841906231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113655502841906231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2006/01/their-pregnancy-bombshell-barbara.html' title='Their Pregnancy Bombshell [Barbara McMahon]'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113377806020299881</id><published>2005-12-05T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:51.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnant: Father Needed [Barbara McMahon]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/father%20needed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/father%20needed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will he rescue her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seeing that unmistakably blue line blinking up at her from a pregnancy test should have been the happiest day of Amber Woodworth's life. But it was also the day she discovered she was a widow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now Amber is making a new life for herself as independent, single mum-to-be. Her new neighbour, Adam Carruthers, is a sexy fireman who's devoted his life to rescuing people. Amber's determined not to get involved again - especially with a man who puts his life on the line every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113377806020299881?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113377806020299881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113377806020299881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113377806020299881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113377806020299881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/12/pregnant-father-needed-barbara-mcmahon.html' title='Pregnant: Father Needed [Barbara McMahon]'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113360897231838771</id><published>2005-12-03T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:51.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Corporate Marriage Campaign [Leigh Michaels]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/corporate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/corporate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The diamond ring is real enough, but is the engagement?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darcy Malone can't quite believe she's let smooth-talking tycoon Trey Kent talk her into posing as his fiancée in exchange for helping her establish her own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trey wants Darcy to act the adoring wife-to-be - on and off screen - until the end of the high profile advertising campaign he's working on. Darcy's determined not to mix business with pleasure, but with every sizzling on-screen kiss they share, her resolve weakens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113360897231838771?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113360897231838771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113360897231838771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113360897231838771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113360897231838771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/12/corporate-marriage-campaign-leigh.html' title='The Corporate Marriage Campaign [Leigh Michaels]'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113266552808825205</id><published>2005-11-22T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:51.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When U Say Nothing At All</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Without saying a word, you can light up the dark&lt;br /&gt;Try as I may I could never explain&lt;br /&gt;What I hear when you don't say a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face lets me know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your hand says you'll catch me whenever I fall&lt;br /&gt;You say it best.. when you say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day long I can hear people talking out loud&lt;br /&gt;But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd (the crowd)&lt;br /&gt;Try as they may they can never define&lt;br /&gt;What's been said between your heart and mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face lets me know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your hand says you'll catch me whenever I fall&lt;br /&gt;You say it best.. when you say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face lets me know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your hand says you'll catch me whenever I fall&lt;br /&gt;You say it best.. when you say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You say it best when you say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;You say it best when you say nothing at all..)&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;The truth in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your hand&lt;br /&gt;Let's me know that you need me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113266552808825205?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113266552808825205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113266552808825205&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113266552808825205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113266552808825205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/11/when-u-say-nothing-at-all.html' title='When U Say Nothing At All'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113237756166564744</id><published>2005-11-18T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:50.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gritos de Esperanza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/luna.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/luna.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/luna.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A pesar, que la luna no brille, mañana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dará igual, solo verte reír&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;es lo que me hace feliz, mi alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Y es verdad que una mirada distinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o algún gesto más frío, se clava,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;en mi pecho daga del desconcierto pero amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahí está la magia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Porque te veo niña y ya te hecho de menos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no imagino mis heridas si algún día te vas lejos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;por esto, mi vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Si preguntan por mi, no les digas donde fui,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;que tu alma sea fuerte cuando mires hacia el frente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no recuerdes todo lo que no te di.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Es que quedan tantas cosas por contarte y que me cuentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tantos ratos y pasiones por vivir, a tu lado, oh mi vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A tu lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Y ojalá, que nuestros ojos si brillen, mañana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;que tu voz siga pidiéndome a gritos amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a gritos de esperanza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahora que te tengo no pienso perder el tiempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ni perderme por mi absurdo ego ni un solo momento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;se esfuma, el miedo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Y si preguntan por mi, no les digas donde fui,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;que tu alma sea fuerte cuando mires hacia el frente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no recuerdes todo lo que no te di.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Que tu luz brille por siempre porque tu te lo mereces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y perdona si algún día pretendí,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;que no fueras, oh tu misma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Y si preguntan por ti, solo diré que te vi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;En mis sueños una noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Y solo sueño desde entonces,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Para verte cada día junto a ti.&lt;br /&gt;Es que quedan tantas cosas por contarte y que me cuentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tantos ratos y pasiones por vivir, a tu lado, oh mi vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A tu lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113237756166564744?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113237756166564744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113237756166564744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113237756166564744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113237756166564744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/11/gritos-de-esperanza.html' title='A Gritos de Esperanza'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113206099878183782</id><published>2005-11-15T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:50.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My life is brilliant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My love is pure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw an angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Of that I'm sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She smiled at me on the subway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She was with another man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I won't lose no sleep on that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause I've got a plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw your face in a crowded place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, she caught my eye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As we walked on by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She could see from my face that I was,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Flying high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I don't think that I'll see her again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But we shared a moment that will last till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw your face in a crowded place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There must be an angel with a smile on her face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When she thought up that I should be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it's time to face the truth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will never be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113206099878183782?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113206099878183782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113206099878183782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113206099878183782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113206099878183782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/11/youre-beautiful.html' title='You&apos;re Beautiful'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113196252755181210</id><published>2005-11-14T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:50.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crawling Back To You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everybody knows that I was such a fool to ever let go of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby I was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah I know I said we'd be better off alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was time that we moved on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I broke your heart, I didn't mean to break your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But baby here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Banging on your front door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My pride spilled on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My hands and knees are bruised and I'm crawling back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Begging for a second chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are you gonna let me in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was running from the truth and now I'm crawling back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you're in there and you can make me wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'm not gonna wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's the least that I can do, just to tell you face to face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was lying to myself, now I'm dying in this hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Girl I know you're mad, I can't blame you for being mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But baby here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Banging on your front door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My pride spilled on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My hands and knees are bruised and now I'm crawling back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Begging for a second chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are you gonna let me in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was running from the truth and now I'm crawling back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you could see these tears I'm crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Touch these hands that can't stop shaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hear my heart that's barely beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You will see a different man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But baby here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Banging on your front door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My pride spilled on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My hands and knees are bruised and I'm crawling back to you (come on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Begging for a second chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are you gonna let me in? (let me in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was running from the truth, now I'm crawling back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Banging on your front door (darling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My pride spilled on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was running from the truth, now I'm crawling back to you, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I'm crawling back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crawling back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crawling back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crawling back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113196252755181210?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113196252755181210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113196252755181210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113196252755181210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113196252755181210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/11/crawling-back-to-you.html' title='Crawling Back To You'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113015767073416096</id><published>2005-10-24T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:50.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Marriage Adventure [Hannah Bernard]</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/Advanture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/Advanture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will she take the plunge?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria is terrified of heights and petrified of all things scary: so why on earth has she agreed to jump out of a plane? She blames her stubborn pride - and her need to get the better of Eddie, who'll be jumping with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fearless, adventuruos Eddie. Her first crush. The one who brushed her off years ago, saying she was just a kid. Eddie can't help but notice Maria is all grown up. Will she take the jump - out of the plane... and into a life together? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113015767073416096?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113015767073416096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113015767073416096&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113015767073416096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113015767073416096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/marriage-adventure-hannah-bernard.html' title='The Marriage Adventure [Hannah Bernard]'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113015683261267573</id><published>2005-10-24T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:50.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Doesn't Wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/fever-cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/fever-cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time doesn't wait,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If u think u might have found the right 1,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;treasure the person,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't let that person get away,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't let fear hold u back,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give it a try.. else u might regret later...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No 1 other than ourselves know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what can truly make us happy."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113015683261267573?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113015683261267573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113015683261267573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113015683261267573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113015683261267573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/time-doesnt-wait.html' title='Time Doesn&apos;t Wait'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113005270976465926</id><published>2005-10-23T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:50.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underclassman</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/nick_cannon5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/nick_cannon5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; A baby-faced 24-year-old detective, who never gets the respect he deserves because of his boyish looks, goes undercover in an elite private school where he stumbles upon an international auto-theft ring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113005270976465926?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113005270976465926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113005270976465926&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113005270976465926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113005270976465926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/underclassman.html' title='Underclassman'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113005260756991362</id><published>2005-10-23T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:50.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legend of The Earthsea</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A lush, grandiose dramatization of the first two novels in Ursula K. Le Guin's trilogy, EARTHSEA is an extravagant tour de force of epic magnitude. Shawn Ashmore (X2) stars as Ged, a headstrong young man who is discovered at a young age to be the possessor of unlimited magical powers, when he saves his village from invasion by its enemies. He becomes apprenticed to Ogion (Danny Glover, LETHAL WEAPON), a great sorcerer, and travels to the isle of Roke, in order to acquire mastery over his powers. Eventually his impetuous temper and lust for excitement get him into trouble, and he challenges his fellow student and rival to a magical duel; Ged raises a spirit from the dead, which now walks the land in search of him. Ged must learn to take responsibility for his actions, and in his quest to undo the damage he has done, he conquers dragons, falls in love, and comes to terms with his own dark side. A boon to science fiction fans, this evocative tale is sophisticated in its philosophy while remaining exciting and compelling in its action. Also starring are Isabella Rossellini (THE SADDEST MUSIC IN THE WORLD) as the High Priestess Thar, and Kristin Kreuk (EUROTRIP) as Tenar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113005260756991362?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113005260756991362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113005260756991362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113005260756991362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113005260756991362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/legend-of-earthsea.html' title='Legend of The Earthsea'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113005221699491581</id><published>2005-10-23T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:50.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cadet Kelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/kelly1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/kelly1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Teen idol Hilary Duff stars in the Disney Channel family comedy CADET KELLY. When her mother marries friendly General Maxwell (Gary Cole, OFFICE SPACE), fashionable and independent-minded teen Kelly Collins (Duff) must move to a new town and start at a new school. Unfortunately, that new school is a military academy, where Kelly struggles to fit in with the strict and regimented atmosphere. Her progress is not made easier by Cadet Captain Stone (Christy Carlson Romano, KIM POSSIBLE), a mean and by-the-books troop leader who seems to have singled Kelly out to antagonize. Now Kelly must find a way to integrate herself into the school's disciplined world while at the same time maintaining her upbeat and unique viewpoint on life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113005221699491581?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113005221699491581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113005221699491581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113005221699491581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113005221699491581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/cadet-kelly.html' title='Cadet Kelly'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-113005151136480832</id><published>2005-10-22T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:50.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Frog Prince [Shirley Jump]</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/logo_small3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/logo_small3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/logo_small2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dearest Godmother,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I’m making match for my old school chum – with the man she deserves if there’s ever a socialite who needed her come-uppance, it’s personal consultant Parris Hammond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me, scruffy but sexy marine biologist Bradford Smith is just the man to give it to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that he’s bought a makeover from her, the barbs and sparks re flying! Parris knows this frog is more man than she’s ever met… but can he truly be her prince?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-113005151136480832?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/113005151136480832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=113005151136480832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113005151136480832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/113005151136480832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/her-frog-prince-shirley-jump.html' title='Her Frog Prince [Shirley Jump]'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112997780637005233</id><published>2005-10-22T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:50.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cinderella Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/chad_michael_murray9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/chad_michael_murray9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; High school senior Sam Montgomery (Hilary Duff) lives at the beck and call of her self-obsessed step-mother Fiona (Jennifer Coolidge) and her sinfully wicked step-sisters, who treat her more like a servant than a member of the family. With her sights set on attending Princeton, Sam finds her less-than-sparkling social life wonderfully complicated when she meets her Prince Charming online. But when her anonymous cyber soul mate turns out to be her high school's über-popular quarterback Austin Ames (Chad Michael Murray), Sam makes a mad dash back to reality, leaving her cell phone behind just before the clock strikes midnight. Fearing rejection if her secret is revealed, Sam dodges Austin's efforts to discover the identity of his princess. Will Sam let fear hold her back, or will she find the courage to be herself and claim the life she's always wanted? Her chance at "happily ever after" depends on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112997780637005233?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112997780637005233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112997780637005233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112997780637005233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112997780637005233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/cinderella-story.html' title='A Cinderella Story'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112997727556214137</id><published>2005-10-22T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:49.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raise Your Voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/david_keith3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/david_keith3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Following the death of her brother in a car accident, a teenage girl from a small town spends the summer in Los Angeles studying at a performing arts school which exposes her to a whole new world and way of life outside the sheltered existense and social circles she's always known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112997727556214137?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112997727556214137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112997727556214137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112997727556214137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112997727556214137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/raise-your-voice.html' title='Raise Your Voice'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112997632512142432</id><published>2005-10-22T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:49.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/aria_wallace1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/aria_wallace1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Teenager Holly Hamilton (Hilary Duff) is tired of moving every time her single mom Jean (Heather Locklear) has another personal meltdown involving yet another second-rate guy. To distract her mother from her latest bad choice, Holly conceives the perfect plan for the perfect man--an imaginary secret admirer who will romance Jean and boost her shaky self-esteem. When the virtual relationship takes off, Holly finds herself having to produce the suitor, borrowing her friend's charming and handsome Uncle Ben (Chris Noth) as the face behind the e-mails, notes and gifts. Holly must resort to increasingly desperate measures to keep the ruse alive and protect her mom's newfound happiness, almost missing the real perfect man when he does come along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112997632512142432?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112997632512142432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112997632512142432&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112997632512142432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112997632512142432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/perfect-man.html' title='The Perfect Man'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112997298299133200</id><published>2005-10-22T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:49.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do U Remember This Face?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/romual2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/romual2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/romual3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/romual3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;King Ramualdo in The Cave of Golden Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112997298299133200?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112997298299133200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112997298299133200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112997298299133200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112997298299133200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/do-u-remember-this-face.html' title='Do U Remember This Face?'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112997247732914583</id><published>2005-10-22T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:49.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mio Nemico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/1b71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/1b71.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/romual1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/romual1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/icon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/icon2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chi amo ed ama me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mio nemico amaro gioia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L'amor non ha piû pietâ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É nemico mio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma che amo puô ferirsi se&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si aprirâ la ferita in noi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dal petto l'amina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puô fuggirgli ed io &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La colgo io la rapiró &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E sara mia e la mia la sua&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mio nemico sa d'amare me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu lo sai che ferita ê &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;col raspiro a me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A te cutturerô &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Col primo e l'ultimo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mio nemico sei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tutto il bene mio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Col cuore e l'amina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anche tu lo sei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Che ferita é &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lo sai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lo t'amo e tu ami me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mio nemico e bene mio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L'amor non ha piû pietâ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ê ferita in noi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112997247732914583?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112997247732914583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112997247732914583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112997247732914583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112997247732914583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/mio-nemico.html' title='Mio Nemico'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112990881525008758</id><published>2005-10-21T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:49.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/commenc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/commenc2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Clark Kent n Chloe finally graduated from SmallVille High School.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112990881525008758?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112990881525008758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112990881525008758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112990881525008758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112990881525008758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/graduation-day.html' title='Graduation Day'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112973667798412302</id><published>2005-10-19T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:49.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anywhere But Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/anywhere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/anywhere.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112973667798412302?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112973667798412302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112973667798412302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112973667798412302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112973667798412302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/anywhere-but-here.html' title='Anywhere But Here'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112973631689635731</id><published>2005-10-19T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:49.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Man's Baby [Darcy Macguire]</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/the%20best%20man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/the%20best%20man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He didn't know he was a father... until now!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For 4 years wedding planner Skye Andrews has kept a secret from hotshot lawyer Nick Coburn; they have a daughter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now Skye's working on a wedding where Nick is the best man - and their attraction is as strong as ever! How long can Skye conceal the real reason she had to leave their relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Wedding Planner series - Where weddings are all in a day's work!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112973631689635731?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112973631689635731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112973631689635731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112973631689635731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112973631689635731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/best-mans-baby-darcy-macguire.html' title='The Best Man&apos;s Baby [Darcy Macguire]'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112953064634641995</id><published>2005-10-16T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:49.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How R U In Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/jessie&amp;mac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/jessie%26mac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You take a while to fall in love with someone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust takes time. You give and take equally in relationships. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You want to see your love all the time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you fall, you fall hard. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*** I got this from HIKARU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112953064634641995?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112953064634641995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112953064634641995&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112953064634641995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112953064634641995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/how-r-u-in-love.html' title='How R U In Love?'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112929299764477495</id><published>2005-10-14T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:49.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boulevard of Broken Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/ep_crusade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/ep_crusade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I walk a lonely road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The only one that I have ever known &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't know where it goes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it's home to me and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I walk alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I walk this empty street &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where the city sleeps and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm the only one and I walk alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I walk alone I walk alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I walk alone I walk a... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My shadow's the only one that walks beside me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Til then I walk alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm walking down the line &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That divides me somewhere in my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the border line &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Of the edge and where I walk alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Read between the lines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What's f****d up and everything's alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Check my vital signs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To know I'm still alive and I walk alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I walk alone I walk alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I walk alone I walk a... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aaah-ah Ah-ah, Ah-ah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I walk alone I walk a... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I walk this empty street &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where the city sleeps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'm the only one and I walk a... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My shadow's the only one that walks beside me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Til then I walk alone... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112929299764477495?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112929299764477495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112929299764477495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112929299764477495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112929299764477495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/boulevard-of-broken-dreams.html' title='Boulevard of Broken Dreams'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112884488179553351</id><published>2005-10-09T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:48.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>U &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/418-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/418-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/s4-new-loisclark.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What day is it? And in what month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This clock never seemed so alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't keep up and I can't back down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been losing so much time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause it's you and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and all of the people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;with nothing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All of the things that I want to say just aren't coming out right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm tripping on words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You've got my head spinning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know where to go from here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing to prove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There's something about you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't quite figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything she does is beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything she does is right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing to prove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What day is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And in what month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This clock never seemed so alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112884488179553351?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112884488179553351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112884488179553351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112884488179553351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112884488179553351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/u-me.html' title='U &amp; Me'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112884433856246446</id><published>2005-10-09T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:48.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/gc-Smallville-1134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/gc-Smallville-1134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;find me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;speak to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;i want to feel you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;i need to hear you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;you are the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;that is leading me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;to the place where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;i find peace again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;you are the strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;that keeps me walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;you are the hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;that keeps me trusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;you are the life to my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;you are my purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;you are everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;and how can i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;stand here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;and not be moved by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;would you tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;how could it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;any better than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;you calm the storms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;you give me rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;you hold me in your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;you won't let me fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;you still my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;and you take my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;would you take me in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;would you take me deeper now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;'cause you're all i want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;you are all i need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;you are everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112884433856246446?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112884433856246446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112884433856246446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112884433856246446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112884433856246446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/everything.html' title='Everything'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112884351143560360</id><published>2005-10-09T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:48.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Flag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/ageless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/ageless.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you think that I shouldn't still love you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll tell you that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;where's the sense in that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Or return to where we were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I will go down with this ship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;There will be no white flag above my door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in love and always will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I left too much mess and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;destruction to come back again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I caused but nothing but trouble &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I understand if you can't talk to me again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And if you live by the rules of "it's over" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;then I'm sure that that makes sense &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And when we meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Which I'm sure we will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;All that was then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Will be there still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll let it pass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And hold my tongue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And you will think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;That I've moved on.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I will go down with this ship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;There will be no white flag above my door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in love and always will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112884351143560360?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112884351143560360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112884351143560360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112884351143560360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112884351143560360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/white-flag.html' title='White Flag'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112831775928791713</id><published>2005-10-02T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:48.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/chloeclarkpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/200/chloeclarkpaper.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you're back on those treasured days&lt;br /&gt;we were young in a world that was so tired&lt;br /&gt;though it's not what we wanted before&lt;br /&gt;even the saints had to crawl from the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;and i'll remember you&lt;br /&gt;the things that we used to do&lt;br /&gt;the reaching at the chosen goal (?)&lt;br /&gt;if it don't hurt you it won't hurt me enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember how they tried to hold you down&lt;br /&gt;we climbed those towers and looked down upon our town&lt;br /&gt;and everything we hoped would last&lt;br /&gt;always just becomes the past (it hurts)&lt;br /&gt;summers when the money was gone you'd sing&lt;br /&gt;all your little songs that meant everything&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112831775928791713?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112831775928791713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112831775928791713&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112831775928791713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112831775928791713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/perfect-memory.html' title='Perfect Memory'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112831752440837361</id><published>2005-10-02T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:48.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/clarkdiffwp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/200/clarkdiffwp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel my wings have broken&lt;br /&gt;In your hands&lt;br /&gt;I feel the words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Inside&lt;br /&gt;When they pull you under&lt;br /&gt;And I would give you any thing you want&lt;br /&gt;You were all I wanted&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams are falling down&lt;br /&gt;Crawling round and round and round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save me&lt;br /&gt;Let your waters break right through&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save me&lt;br /&gt;I don't care how you do it&lt;br /&gt;Just save, save&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the world has folded in your heart&lt;br /&gt;I feel the waves crash down inside&lt;br /&gt;And they pull me under&lt;br /&gt;And I would give you anything you want&lt;br /&gt;You were all I wanted&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams have fallen down&lt;br /&gt;Crawling round and round and round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save me&lt;br /&gt;Let your waters break right through&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save me&lt;br /&gt;I don't care how you do it&lt;br /&gt;Just save, save&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams are on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Crawling' round and round and round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save me&lt;br /&gt;Let your waters break right through&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save me&lt;br /&gt;I don't' care how you do it&lt;br /&gt;Just save me, save me&lt;br /&gt;I've made this whole world shine for you&lt;br /&gt;Just save, save&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112831752440837361?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112831752440837361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112831752440837361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112831752440837361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112831752440837361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/save-me.html' title='Save Me'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112831717948529492</id><published>2005-10-02T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:48.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of Smallville 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/story.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/200/story.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/Smallville011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/200/Smallville011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/smallville1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/200/smallville1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/smallvillez1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/200/smallvillez1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;A few days ago when i was watching tv n seeing the coming soon story of Smallville, i was like WOW!!! Something that i've been looking for for a long, long time. Thanx a lot to TV3 for the best show ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112831717948529492?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112831717948529492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112831717948529492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112831717948529492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112831717948529492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/10/return-of-smallville-4.html' title='The Return of Smallville 4'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112791340936260607</id><published>2005-09-28T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:48.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/what.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/what.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm awake in the afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I fell asleep in the living room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And it's one of those moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When everything is so clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Before the truth goes back into hiding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to decide 'cause it's worth deciding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To work on finding something more than this fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It takes so much out of me to pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me now, tell me how to make amends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe, I need to see the daylight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To leave behind this half-life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't you see I'm breaking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lately, something here don't feel right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is just a half-life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is there really no escape? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;No escape from time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Of any kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I keep trying to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This thing and that thing, my fellow man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess I'll let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I figure it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I don't mind a few mysteries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;They can stay that way it's fine by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And you are another mystery I am missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It takes too much out of me to pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Come on lets fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Come on lets fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Come on lets fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause lately something here don't feel right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is just a half-life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Without you I am breaking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wake me, let me see the daylight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Save me from this half-life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's you and I escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Escape from time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Come on lets fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Come on lets fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Come on lets fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112791340936260607?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112791340936260607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112791340936260607&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112791340936260607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112791340936260607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/half-life.html' title='Half-Life'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112773947644525274</id><published>2005-09-26T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:47.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm on the outside, looking in&lt;br /&gt;What do I see?&lt;br /&gt;So much of this left to begin&lt;br /&gt;Where would I be?&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the outside, looking in&lt;br /&gt;Cover me through this night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I don't know what's, left to say&lt;br /&gt;But hear me out&lt;br /&gt;All of the dreams of, yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Keep breaking me down&lt;br /&gt;What's on the outside, can you say&lt;br /&gt;Or am I getting carried away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in your mind&lt;br /&gt;It's in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;So it's goodbye again&lt;br /&gt;It's way past time&lt;br /&gt;For one last try&lt;br /&gt;So it's goodbye again&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye... again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting on, what's the use&lt;br /&gt;You know how I get&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide which is the truth&lt;br /&gt;At least not yet&lt;br /&gt;I got the feeling, it's you&lt;br /&gt;What can be said, alone in this room&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants you now?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe somebody else&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait around&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll forget you were ever here&lt;br /&gt;Maybe forget you were ever, never here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the outside, looking down&lt;br /&gt;What do I see?&lt;br /&gt;So much of this cold, in the ground&lt;br /&gt;Where would i be?&lt;br /&gt;On the outside, looking down&lt;br /&gt;Cover me before you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your falling out,&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling in&lt;br /&gt;So it's goodbye again&lt;br /&gt;It's way past time&lt;br /&gt;For one last try&lt;br /&gt;So it's goodbye... again&lt;br /&gt;So it's goodbye again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112773947644525274?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112773947644525274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112773947644525274&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112773947644525274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112773947644525274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/goodbye-again.html' title='Goodbye Again'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112773911330005862</id><published>2005-09-26T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:47.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Played the fool today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can see us vanishing into the crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Longing for home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is a feeling I buried in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It only hurts when I breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I can't ask for things to be still again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;No I can't ask for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To offer the world through your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Longing for home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is a feeling I buried in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My window through which&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing hides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And everything sings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm counting the signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And cursing the miles in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is a feeling I buried in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That I buried in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It only hurts when I breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It only hurts when I breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It only hurts when I breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It only hurts when I breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112773911330005862?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112773911330005862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112773911330005862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112773911330005862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112773911330005862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/breathe.html' title='Breathe'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112773886683741896</id><published>2005-09-26T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:47.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels or Devils</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/ep_crusade22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/ep_crusade21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this is the last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;that I'm ever gonna come here tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this is the last time I will fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;into a place that fails us all inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can see the pain in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can see the love in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but fighting all the demons will take time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;it will take time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the angels they burn inside for us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;are we ever are we ever gonna learn to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the devils they burn inside of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;are we ever gonna come back down come around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm always gonna worry about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the things that could make us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this is the last time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;that I'm ever gonna give in tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;are there angels or devils crawling here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just want to know what blurs and what is clear to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;still I can see the pain in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and I can see the love in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and fighting all the demons will take time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;it will take time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the angels they burn inside for us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;are we ever are we ever gonna learn to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the devils they burn inside of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;are we ever gonna come back down come around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm always gonna worry about the things that could break us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;if I was to give in give it up and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;take a breath make it deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cause it might be the last one you get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;be the last one that could make us cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you know that they could make us cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm always gonna worry about the things that could make us cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112773886683741896?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112773886683741896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112773886683741896&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112773886683741896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112773886683741896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/angels-or-devils.html' title='Angels or Devils'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112756702199292648</id><published>2005-09-24T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:47.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Love Lead The Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What makes this world go round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Will the answer let her down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;She is so sweet and young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And her life has just begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What does her future hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's a story left unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Will she make it through her days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let our love lead the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Part of me laughs, part of me cries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Part of me wants to question why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why is there joy, why is there pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why is there sunshine and the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;One day you're here, next you are gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;No matter what we must go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just keep the faith and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;let love lead the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything will work out fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you let love, love lead the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sitting there all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In the window of her room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Watching the world go by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Brings tears to her eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;All she sees is hurt and pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;She wants to break the chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;She'll keep pressing everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And she'll find her own sweet way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can be all bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And still can be who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You've gotta know for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That it isn't make believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You may feel weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But you are strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't you give up,girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You'll never be wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause it lies deep in your heart, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Part of me laughs, part of me cries&lt;br /&gt;Part of me wants to question why&lt;br /&gt;Why is there joy, why is there pain&lt;br /&gt;Why is there sunshine and the rain&lt;br /&gt;One day you're here, next you are gone&lt;br /&gt;No matter what we must go on&lt;br /&gt;Just keep the faith and&lt;br /&gt;let love lead the way&lt;br /&gt;Everything will work out fine&lt;br /&gt;If you let love, love lead the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love lead the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love lead the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112756702199292648?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112756702199292648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112756702199292648&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112756702199292648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112756702199292648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/let-love-lead-way.html' title='Let Love Lead The Way'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112749016201849315</id><published>2005-09-23T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:46.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rasa Yang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/gamba%20budek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/200/gamba%20budek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes, i am happy but sometimes i feel really2 lost. Memandangkan hobi aku yang suka membaca, sepanjang lebih 10 tahun dah beribu (atau puluh ribu) bijik buku yang aku baca. Semuanya citer2 yang happy ending. Kekadang ada yang terkena pada batang hidung sendiri. Perit, tapi itulah realiti hidup. Right? So.. bila je aku terpandang gambar kat atas ni.. it's a feeling i just can't describe. Hai... alangkah bestnya kalau dapat memiliki insan2 seperti ini dalam hidup.. Apa pendapat korang? So... bila je terpk cam tu, maka timbullah tanda tanya dalam kepala aku ni. Have u ever been in love? Sesuatu yang aku rasa xde jawapannya. How was that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112749016201849315?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112749016201849315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112749016201849315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112749016201849315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112749016201849315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/rasa-yang.html' title='Rasa Yang...'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112748954282304564</id><published>2005-09-23T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:46.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tadika 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/tadika%202005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/200/tadika%202005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Satu kenangan yang pasti x akan aku lupakan sampai bila2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112748954282304564?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112748954282304564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112748954282304564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112748954282304564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112748954282304564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/tadika-2005.html' title='Tadika 2005'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112748847035883853</id><published>2005-09-23T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:46.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedebu Cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/lk2-10241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/lk2-1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/lk2-1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Di wajah curiga d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;an nada resah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dirasa berbeza t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;erima segala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tika terlafaz kata s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;aat kita bersua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dalam berbicara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mendung berlabuh d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;an terbuku di hati sayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bertabur dan berlalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Debu-debunga pilu p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ergilah bersama rinduku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tinggallah cintaku y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ang luka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Semula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tiada ku duga akhirnya cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Di dalam senyuman dikau hancurkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Impian yang tertera nyata satu persenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Merantai di jiwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kini kau tinggalkan diriku ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Terbanglah, pergilah debu-debunga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112748847035883853?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112748847035883853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112748847035883853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112748847035883853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112748847035883853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/dedebu-cinta.html' title='Dedebu Cinta'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112748659354885699</id><published>2005-09-23T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:46.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Or Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know when he's been on your mind&lt;br /&gt;That distant look is in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I thought with time you'd realize it's over, over&lt;br /&gt;It's not the way I choose to live&lt;br /&gt;And something somewhere's gotta give&lt;br /&gt;A share in this relationship gets older, older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I'd fight for you but how could I fight somone who isn't even there&lt;br /&gt;I've had the rest of you now I want the best of you I don't care if that's not fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I want it all&lt;br /&gt;Or nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;There's nowhere left to fall&lt;br /&gt;When you reach the bottom it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;Is it all&lt;br /&gt;Or are we just friends&lt;br /&gt;Is this how it ends&lt;br /&gt;With a simple telephone call&lt;br /&gt;You leave me here with nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are time it seems to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm sharing you with memories&lt;br /&gt;I feel it in my heart but I don't show it , show it&lt;br /&gt;Then there's times you look at me&lt;br /&gt;As thought I'm all that you could see&lt;br /&gt;Those times I don't belive it's right I know it , know it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me promises baby you never did know how to keep them well&lt;br /&gt;I had the rest of you now I want the best of you it's time to show and tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I want it all&lt;br /&gt;Or nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;There's nowhere left to fall&lt;br /&gt;When you reach the bottom it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;Is it all&lt;br /&gt;Or are we just friends&lt;br /&gt;Is this how it ends&lt;br /&gt;With a simple telephone call&lt;br /&gt;You leave me here with nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you and I&lt;br /&gt;Could lose it all if you've got no more room&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere inside for me in your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I want it all&lt;br /&gt;Or Nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;There's nowhere left to fall&lt;br /&gt;It's now or never&lt;br /&gt;Is it all&lt;br /&gt;Or Nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;When you reach the bottom it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;Is it all&lt;br /&gt;Or are we just friends&lt;br /&gt;Is this how it ends&lt;br /&gt;With a simple telephone call&lt;br /&gt;You leave me here with nothing at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112748659354885699?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112748659354885699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112748659354885699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112748659354885699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112748659354885699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/all-or-nothing.html' title='All Or Nothing'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112738821373751185</id><published>2005-09-22T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:46.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Ever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever loved somebody so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It makes you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever needed something so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can't sleep at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But they don't come out right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you everhave you ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever been in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Been in love so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd do anything to make them understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever had someone steal your heart away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd give anything up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;to make them feel the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever searched for words to get you in their heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But you don't know what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And you don't know where to start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever loved somebody so muchI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;t's makes you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever needed something so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can't sleep at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But they don't come out right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you everhave you ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever found the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You've dreamed of all your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd do just about anything to look into their eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you finally found the one you've given your heart to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Only to find that one won't give their heart to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever closed your eyes and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dreamed that they were there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And all you can do is wait for that day when they will care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever loved somebody so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's makes you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever needed something so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can't sleep at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But they don't come out right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you everhave you ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What do I gotta do to get you in my arms baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What do I gotta say to get to your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To make you understand how I need you next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gotta get you in my world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cuz baby I can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever loved somebody so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's makes you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever needed something so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can't sleep at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But they don't come out right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;have you ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112738821373751185?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112738821373751185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112738821373751185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112738821373751185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112738821373751185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/have-you-ever.html' title='Have You Ever?'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112714330991973885</id><published>2005-09-19T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:46.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sous Le Vent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Et si tu crois que j'ai eu peur, c'est faux &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Je donne des vacances a mon coeur, un peu de repos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Et si tu crois que j'ai eu tord, attends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Respire un peu le souffle d'or qui me pousse en avant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Et, fais comme si j'avais pris la mer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;J'ai sorti la grande voile et j'ai glisse sous le vent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fais comme si je quittais la terre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;J'ai trouve mon etoile, je l'ai suivie un instant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sous Le Vent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Et si tu crois que c'est fini, jamais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;C'est juste une pause, un repit apres les dangers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Et si tu crois que je t'oubli, ecoute &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ouvre ton port aux vents de la nuit, ferme les yeux &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Et fais comme si j'avais pris la mer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;J'ai sorti la grande voile et j'ai glissee sous le vent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fais comme si je quittais la terre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;J'ai trouve mon étoile, je l'ai suivie un instant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sous Le Vent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Et si tu crois que c'est fini, jamais (Sous le vent) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;C'est juste une pause, un repit apres les dangers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fais comme si j'avais pris la mer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;J'ai sorti la grande voile et j'ai glisse sous le vent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fais comme si je quittais la terre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;J'ai trouve mon etoile, je l'ai suivie un instant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fais comme si j'avais pris la mer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;J'ai sorti la grande voile et j'ai glisse sous le vent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fais comme si je quittais la terre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;J'ai trouve mon etoile, je l'ai suivie un instant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sous Le Vent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sous Le Vent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112714330991973885?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112714330991973885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112714330991973885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112714330991973885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112714330991973885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/sous-le-vent.html' title='Sous Le Vent'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112714002275843860</id><published>2005-09-19T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:46.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Clave Para Conquistarte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/Wed14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/200/Wed14.jpg" width="165" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/Wed12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/200/Wed12.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tu sabes bien, que no lo imagine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hay algo especial entre tu y yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;una amistad fue todo hasta ayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;y si hoy te pienso, siento fuego en mi corazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Como explicar que me sucedio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;si solo al verte se enciende mi mirada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;y ya no puedo seguir viviendo asi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;porque tu amor lo llevo aqui dentro del alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoy estoy decidido a robarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;la clave para conquistarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;no temas mi amor, no importa el que diran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;en esta historia es el amor quien vencera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoy estoy decidido a robarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;la clave para enamorarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;es tiempo mi amor, no mires hacia atras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;es que ha llegado el tiempo de amarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112714002275843860?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112714002275843860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112714002275843860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112714002275843860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112714002275843860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/la-clave-para-conquistarte.html' title='La Clave Para Conquistarte'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112713855211248723</id><published>2005-09-19T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:46.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something About Her</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/200/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here I am, not knowing where I stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here I am, looking for a place to land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My heart in the palm of her hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A boy dying to be her man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Between tomorrow and yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;what I really want to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is I'm falling for something about her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;She is to me, the rainbow through the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;She is to me, the laughter through the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;She is living in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;She is a vision in it seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That I'm falling for something about her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112713855211248723?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112713855211248723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112713855211248723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112713855211248723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112713855211248723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/something-about-her.html' title='Something About Her'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112705206624298882</id><published>2005-09-18T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:46.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trab Dai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/Priness3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/Priness3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Meun penh pratom leekit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tee kit cheevid hai rao song kon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheed krai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;meun pen pai mai dai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tae vun nii song jai dai ma pook pun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mae mee kae mueu plao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kor kurd plung hai tum puer tur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mai wun, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;kor praw jai chun sung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hai fah funh maa tarng ja muedmon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Trab dai tee fah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nun yung me sang dao yoo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yark hai tur roo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wah rak mai mee wun harng hai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ja koi doo laa Prakub prakong pok pong hua jai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Duoy cheevid kong pu chai kon nee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tee rak tur... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fah rak dao tout rai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mai tarng jark jai tee me hai tur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Reur ma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mai wa narn tao rai Chun sun ya, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ja rak tur smur pai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Duoy cheevid... Kong poo chai kon nee Tee rak tur... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112705206624298882?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112705206624298882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112705206624298882&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112705206624298882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112705206624298882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/trab-dai.html' title='Trab Dai'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112705190111304268</id><published>2005-09-18T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:46.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/luedkattiya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/luedkattiya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a poetic love story of star-crossed lovers. They met while a young boy named Anothai tried to save a drowning young girl named Dara. Sealed with a ring as a token of their friendship thus a timeless love began, one that will live in our hearts forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tipparath Dara Kumarie, a precocious little Princess 3rd in line to the Throne, was born to be the Queen of Yasoton Province. Dara was brought up to be an aristocratic young lady. Free spirited, full of confidence, and smart, she always finds herself restless and filled with curiosity. All she wanted is to live a quiet life with her beloved Anothai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A young soldier, Anothai, who was always aware of his duty as a protector of the land. Ever since he was born, he was taught and groomed with responsibility that one in his position must do for their country when called upon as his father had done before him. Top pupil in his class, admired by his peers, and loathed by his enemies, his future seemed boundless. But the only thing that mattered in life is his love for his country and his undying love for Dara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;While attending military school, Anothai befriended crown Prince Sithipawat. The only son of the current King of Yasoton and first in line to the Throne, the Prince was sent to military school in preparation for his bestrewn. A person born with a weak heart, he often needed looking after and duly pampered. Since he was born, the only thing he cared deeply about is the love he had for his little cousin Dara. He felt ill with his heart broken and later died upon learning the only person he loves more than his own life is in love with someone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The country was thrown into turmoil after the Prince’s death. The King has decided to give up the Throne due to his age. After Princess Kaekai, 2nd in line to the Throne, was used as a pawn in a political chess game and married off to Prince Chaiyun of the neighboring Province, the only person left to take over the Throne is Dara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever since Dara’s true identity was revealed, Anothai always knew he and Dara can never be and would often remind himself of his place. Love from a far like a painter loves his painting on a wall... protect, love, and admire. When a coup to be rid of Dara failed, rumor was spread by the Prince Chaiyun and his wife Princess Kaekai about the secret love between Dara and Anothai. To assure Dara's place as the Queen of Yasoton as he had planned and protect her honor, Anothai came forward and accepted sole responsibility as a person of revoltion. In doing so, he committed treason and the only punishment for such crime is death. On the day Dara was crowned the first Queen of Yasoton and the eight line of succession of Leurd Kattiya, Anothai was executed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Chua cheevid kong Anothai ruk Dara pieng kae kondeow, ruk... ying kuo cheevid kong tuo aing... Dara jum wai na!" Anothai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;“As long as there’s still breath in my body, Anothai is willing to serve Dala always” Anothai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112705190111304268?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112705190111304268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112705190111304268&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112705190111304268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112705190111304268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/little-princess.html' title='The Little Princess'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112705170199403549</id><published>2005-09-18T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:45.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Fox &amp; Ice Cube</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/Tv_roy01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/Tv_roy01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kemsamarat, who is Kongpope's dad, found out that he has lung cancer and will die shortly. Before he does he wants to make reminisce with Jakkrapot's family. Kemsamarat once owned a big business with Jakkrapot but then he betrayed Jakkrapot and took all of the business. Jakkrapot then dies because of this. So Kemsamarat, knowing that he's going to die, wants to make up for his wrong doings to Jakkrapot's wife and daughter Namnueng (Piyada). But Anong (Jakkrapot's wife) wouldn't forgive him and she just wants her husband back, which is impossible. Kemsamarat felt guiltier then before. Since, Anong refused to accept any money from him, he changed his will and gave 500 million bahts to Numnueng, the only child of his friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kongpope returns home from America only to find out that his late father had left half a million baht to a girl whom he had never met. Kongpope told his friend, Tin, not to tell anyone about the will. Kongpope lied to Tin and his father that he'd tell her himself. Tin and his father believed him and didn't tell anyone. Kongpope plans to get all of his money back, so he decides to trick Namneung into falling in love with him. Kongpope uses every technique he had to make her fall in love with him. As it turned out, Namneung is not like most of the girls he had encountered in his life. She didn't give into him easily. She suspects what a hi-class man would want with a normal, hairstylist like her. Namneung's mom doesn't like Kongpope one bit. She suspects that he is not being truthful to Namneung and warns Namneung to stay away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes, and eventually Namneung falls for Kongpope like he had hoped. He took this chance and asks for her hand in marriage. She was reluctant at first because they are obviously moving too fast. But all that mattered is that Namneung is in love with Kongpope, so she agreed. Namneung however doesn't know Kongpope is using her for her inheritance. Kongpope's aunt found out that Kongpope is merely using Namneung for the inheritance and was really happy even though, she wanted Kongpope to marry Pornfah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the wedding, everything seemed perfect. Namneung was happy that her mother came and thought that everything would be great from now on. She was wrong. On the day of their marriage, Namneung was brought up to the top floor of the hotel to sign some papers. It is the paper that gives Kongpope the right to control all of her money. She signed it, to prove that she really does love Kongpope and doesn't care about the money. By this time, Namneung's mom and her friends had already found out the truth about Kongpope's true intention. They rushed to warn Namneung, but too late. The deed was done. The truth came out that Kongpope was really just using Namneung. Feeling crushed and betrayed by her love, Namneung all in tears, told Kongpope that she doesn't want him to bother her again. She asked what his heart is made of and why is it so cold. Kongpope tried to explain himself, but Namneung and everyone else wouldn't listen to him. Namneung then ran off. At this point, Kongpope realizes that he is in love with Namneung for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Namneung became a total different person. She told herself not to be weak and not to trust anyone easily. She went to Kongpope's house, along with Tin and his father, to file for divorce. Namneung had 3 requests for Kongpope: One, to forget about the papers that she had signed. Two, give her back her half million baht. Finally, three, the last request is for a divorce. Kongpope was shocked that Namneung wanted a divorce. He agreed to the first two, but refused to divorce Namneung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Kongpope went to Tin's house to get Namneung to come live with him. Namneung said she would if he followed her three requests: One, everyone in the household would treat her as a lady of the house. Two, she has the same rights as him. Three, he cannot touch her in any way whatsoever, or else she'd leave him. Kongpope agreed.&lt;br /&gt;Namneung is using this chance to get Kongpope to divorce her. She'd spend all of his money, buying jewelry, unnecessary things and cars for her mom, and friends. She also went to his business place, 'Harlem Member Club', and took over. Jenny and Praewloung, who too wanted to marry Kongpope, went to tell Kongpope. Kongpope came and took Namneung away. In the car, he got really mad at her because all she talked about was wanting to divorce him, so he forcefully kissed her. Namneung, in tears then left him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Namneung and Tin went to look for a place at a resort where, she'd take her mom to rest. Kongpope found out and thought that Tin and Namneung were having an affair, so he followed them. He found them in time and misunderstood that Namneung is sleeping with Tin. Kongpope got really mad and took Namneung with him to a little house by the beach. There, out of anger and his love for her, he forced her into bed. The couple stayed at the house for a little while, and became close once again. Kongpope asked Namneung for her forgiveness and she agreed for she still loves him. Both returned home and more misunderstandings occurred. Kongpope's aunt and Pornfah convinced Kongpope that Namneung and her male friend, Tor, were lovers. Kongpope begins to notice that they are too close and got jealous. He confronted Namneung about Tor, but Namneung assured him that they are just friends. He didn't believe her, so he drove out to the Harlem and got drunk. Pornfah followed him and snuck in sleeping pills in his drinks. Then, she drove him to a hotel and made it seemed like they slept together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, Pornfah called Namneung and told her to come and get Kongpope. Namneung went to the hotel and found Kongpope sleeping with Pornfah. Crushed once again, she decided to divorce him believing that he doesn't love her. Kongpope came back with no recollection about the event that happened last night. He found a divorce paper signed by Namneung and doesn't understand why she wants to divorce him. He thought for sure that she wants to divorce him for Tor. Namneung found out she's pregnant with Kongpope's baby, but kept it secret. She decided to leave on her own to forget about Kongpope. Kongpope traced down the event that happened, and found out that his aunt with Pornfah were the ones scheming around to keep him and Namneung apart. He goes to find her, but it was too late. She had already left. Namneung's friends and mom found out the whole truth and told Kongpope to find Namneung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kongpope went to the hospital where Namneung had stopped. The doctor then told him about Namneung and his baby. Kongpope was shocked to find out that Namneung is pregnant with his child. He had to find her no matter what and make her understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kongpope went to the train station and after a while of looking he found Namneung already on the train. He told her the whole truth, but Namneung refused to listen. Kongpope begged and begged Namneung to come out and that he is sorry for not trusting her. The security guards came and took Kongpope away. At that moment, the train also left the station with Kongpope running after Namneung who is still on the train. Kongpope tripped and fell, and the train had left his sight. Out of despair and lost of hope, Kongpope made his way back. He found Namneung standing on his path and couldn't believe his eyes. Both stared at each other for a bit then Kongpope said he was sorry and that he loves her. He asked for forgiveness again and she forgave him, and they ran into each other's arms. They finally understood each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112705170199403549?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112705170199403549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112705170199403549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112705170199403549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112705170199403549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/sugar-fox-ice-cube.html' title='Sugar Fox &amp; Ice Cube'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112705042858838448</id><published>2005-09-18T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:45.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>303</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/303_cover011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/303_cover011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The story was about a group of first year students at St. George High School who tried to dig up any clues as to why a top student committed suicide many years ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, they called upon his spirit to answer their question using Ouija board. The last word they got from him was "MURDER" before the room went totally berserk. They swore to keep what happened that night a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after that, their classmates mysteriously died one-by-one and the group of friends had to stick together to fight the evil that let loose within their school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112705042858838448?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112705042858838448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112705042858838448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112705042858838448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112705042858838448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/303.html' title='303'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112704538807552004</id><published>2005-09-18T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:45.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gwah Jah Roo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/Roy431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/Roy431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/Roy43.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mai me cum wah ruk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;jock jai tee glong chot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;namtha crai jah lai mai 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style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaw thunk pae yup yern hai cup cum cum nee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;gwa jah roo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;jah seung teung cum wah rak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaw thunk raw jone wun tee mun mai leur crai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;chun peung roo thua wun nee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wah cot tur muon cot jai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wah chun rak tur cae nai meur mai mee tur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span 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style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaw mee peang thae tur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hong gun pai thunk glai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hua jai young mai wai kit teung tur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;chock sutai cong cone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tee kit wah mun nae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;gaw ceu pae yup yern hai cup tur cone nee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;chorus 2x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wah chewit raew rai cae nai meur mai mee tur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112704538807552004?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112704538807552004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112704538807552004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112704538807552004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112704538807552004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/gwah-jah-roo.html' title='Gwah Jah Roo'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112669779973299788</id><published>2005-09-14T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:45.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Duda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/Victoria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/Victoria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;por que te tengo que olvidar&lt;br /&gt;por que te tengo que borrar&lt;br /&gt;si a mi me falta darte tanto&lt;br /&gt;y sin tu risa todo es llanto&lt;br /&gt;que me arranques de tu piel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOROS&lt;br /&gt;por que te vas&lt;br /&gt;no ves que no hay lugar en mi&lt;br /&gt;para nadie mas&lt;br /&gt;por que te vas&lt;br /&gt;no ves no se olvidar&lt;br /&gt;corazon corazon&lt;br /&gt;mi destino esta marcado&lt;br /&gt;desde el dia en que te vi&lt;br /&gt;vuelve junto a mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por que se tiene que acabar&lt;br /&gt;por que tengo que borrar&lt;br /&gt;si me falta darte tanto&lt;br /&gt;y sin tu risa todo es llanto&lt;br /&gt;que me arranques de tu piel&lt;br /&gt;quitame la duda vuelve y besame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOROS&lt;br /&gt;por que te vas&lt;br /&gt;no ves que no hay lugar en mi&lt;br /&gt;para nadie mas&lt;br /&gt;por que te vas&lt;br /&gt;no ves no se olvidar&lt;br /&gt;corazon corazon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat Choros 2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi destino esta marcado&lt;br /&gt;desde el dia en que te vi&lt;br /&gt;y, vuelve junto a mi&lt;br /&gt;vuelve junto a mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112669625313282465</id><published>2005-09-14T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:45.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Con Ella</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ella siempre ha estado junto a mi&lt;br /&gt;antes de llegar ya estaba en mi&lt;br /&gt;con que fuerza habre pensado en ella&lt;br /&gt;que surco el espacio en una estrella&lt;br /&gt;respondiendole a mi amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella se ha metido tanto en mi&lt;br /&gt;que planto bandera y se quedo&lt;br /&gt;dijo que el amor no da razon&lt;br /&gt;y sencillamente se instalo&lt;br /&gt;en lo mas hondo de mi corazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con ella solo con ella&lt;br /&gt;cada noche yo me vuelvo a enamorar&lt;br /&gt;y la luna cuando supo que ella estaba&lt;br /&gt;se colo por mi ventana&lt;br /&gt;a pintar de azul y plata&lt;br /&gt;nuestro gran amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con ella solo con ella&lt;br /&gt;cada noche yo me vuelvo a enamorar&lt;br /&gt;y el silencio que era grande como el cielo&lt;br /&gt;se lleno con un te quiero&lt;br /&gt;desde aqui a la eternidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con ella, ah, solo con ella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella es diferente a las demas&lt;br /&gt;es como se ve sin mas ni mas&lt;br /&gt;ella no hace esfuerzos por gustar&lt;br /&gt;y por eso siempre se le ve tan natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella es horizonte en altamar&lt;br /&gt;mezcla de ilusion y realidad&lt;br /&gt;ella para mi es tan especial&lt;br /&gt;fragil como un hilo de cristal&lt;br /&gt;pero a la vez tan fuerte para amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con ella solo con ella&lt;br /&gt;cada noche yo me vuelvo a enamorar&lt;br /&gt;y la luna cuando supo que ella estaba&lt;br /&gt;se colo por mi ventana&lt;br /&gt;a pintar de azul y plata&lt;br /&gt;nuestro gran amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con ella solo con ella&lt;br /&gt;cada noche yo me vuelvo a enamorar&lt;br /&gt;y el silencio que era grande como el cielo&lt;br /&gt;se lleno con un te quiero&lt;br /&gt;desde aqui a la eternidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con ella solo con ella&lt;br /&gt;cada noche yo me vuelvo a enamorar&lt;br /&gt;y el silencio que era grande como el cielo&lt;br /&gt;se lleno con un te quiero&lt;br /&gt;desde aqui a la eternidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con ella, ah, solo con ella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112669625313282465?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112669625313282465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112669625313282465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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journey&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming, what we'd have to go through&lt;br /&gt;Now here we are, I'm suddenly standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one told me I was going to find you&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected, what you did to my heart&lt;br /&gt;When I lost hope, you were there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;This is the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life is a road that I wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were strangers on a crazy adventure&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming, how our dreams would come true&lt;br /&gt;Now here we stand, unafraid of the future&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life is a road that I wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knew there was somebody, somewhere&lt;br /&gt;A new love in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Now I know my dream will live on&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting so long&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life is a road that I wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road that I wanna keep going on&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river, I wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road that I wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112668250533244692?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112668250533244692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112668250533244692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112668250533244692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Although we know there's much to fear&lt;br /&gt;We were moving mountains long&lt;br /&gt;Before we knew we could, oh yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;There can be miracles when you believe&lt;br /&gt;Though hope is frail, it's hard to kill&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what miracles you can achieve&lt;br /&gt;When you believe, somehow you will&lt;br /&gt;You will when you believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, in this time of fear&lt;br /&gt;When paryers so often proves in vain&lt;br /&gt;Hope seems like the summer birds&lt;br /&gt;Too swiftly flown away&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm standing here&lt;br /&gt;My heart so full I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Seeking faith and speaking words&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 3]&lt;br /&gt;They don't always happen when you ask&lt;br /&gt;And it's easy to give in to your fears&lt;br /&gt;But when you're blinded by your pain&lt;br /&gt;Can't see the way, get through the rain&lt;br /&gt;A small but still, resilient voice&lt;br /&gt;Says hope is very near, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[End]&lt;br /&gt;You will when you&lt;br /&gt;You will when you believe&lt;br /&gt;Just believe&lt;br /&gt;I believe, I believe&lt;br /&gt;Just believe&lt;br /&gt;You will when you believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112661629945553153?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112661629945553153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112661629945553153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112661629945553153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112661629945553153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/when-u-believe.html' title='When U Believe'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112661616228033920</id><published>2005-09-13T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:45.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now U Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In these eyes&lt;br /&gt;More than words&lt;br /&gt;More than anything that I've spoken&lt;br /&gt;As the skies turned to gray&lt;br /&gt;My heart's is just about to crack open&lt;br /&gt;So the story goes&lt;br /&gt;There’s something you should know&lt;br /&gt;Before I walk away&lt;br /&gt;and I blow the ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;and I never wanna be with out you&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, hear I go&lt;br /&gt;Now you know&lt;br /&gt;What I feel about you&lt;br /&gt;there’s no ending&lt;br /&gt;I must have been wrong with out chu (You)&lt;br /&gt;Oh no&lt;br /&gt;There I go&lt;br /&gt;No control&lt;br /&gt;And I’m fallen&lt;br /&gt;So now you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so right&lt;br /&gt;Craving oxygen&lt;br /&gt;On this truths left me empty&lt;br /&gt;Will you run&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle it&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need you to tell me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is bold&lt;br /&gt;But I’m hoping you’ll stay for the happy ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;and I never wanna be with out you&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, hear I go&lt;br /&gt;Now you know&lt;br /&gt;What I feel about you&lt;br /&gt;there’s no ending&lt;br /&gt;I must have been wrong to doubt chu (You)&lt;br /&gt;Oh no&lt;br /&gt;There I go&lt;br /&gt;No control&lt;br /&gt;And I’m fallen&lt;br /&gt;So now you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I won’t look back&lt;br /&gt;When I tell you what I think about chu (You)&lt;br /&gt;No I won’t look back&lt;br /&gt;When I tell you what I think about chu (You)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the story goes&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;You already know&lt;br /&gt;So don’t be a fool&lt;br /&gt;And go spoil the ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;and I never wanna be with out you&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, hear I go&lt;br /&gt;Now you know&lt;br /&gt;What I feel about chu (you)&lt;br /&gt;there’s no ending&lt;br /&gt;I must have been wrong to doubt chu (You)&lt;br /&gt;Oh no&lt;br /&gt;There I go&lt;br /&gt;No control&lt;br /&gt;And I’m fallen&lt;br /&gt;So now you know&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus- Repeat twice]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112661616228033920?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112661616228033920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112661616228033920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112661616228033920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112661616228033920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/now-u-know.html' title='Now U Know'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112661330960763284</id><published>2005-09-13T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:45.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muka-muka Comel Kat Tadika...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/zaim_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/zaim_a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/pia_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/pia_c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112661330960763284?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112661330960763284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112661330960763284&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112661330960763284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112661330960763284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/muka-muka-comel-kat-tadika.html' title='Muka-muka Comel Kat Tadika...'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112634888309993733</id><published>2005-09-10T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:44.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Thing On My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Four o’clock in the morning&lt;br /&gt;My mind’s filled with a thousand thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;How you left me without a warning&lt;br /&gt;But looking back I’m sure you tried to talk it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I say it so clearly&lt;br /&gt;We have been together but living separate lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I wanna tell you I’m sorry&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I can’t find the words&lt;br /&gt;But, if I could&lt;br /&gt;Than you know I would, yeahhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I won’t let go&lt;br /&gt;No why we can be&lt;br /&gt;I will watch my life crashing down on me&lt;br /&gt;As I had it all right there before my eyes, yeahhhh&lt;br /&gt;Girl I’m sorry now you were the last thing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You carried me like a river&lt;br /&gt;How far we have come still surprises me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I look in the mirror (look in the mirror)&lt;br /&gt;Staring back is a man I used to be with you&lt;br /&gt;How I longed for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I won’t let go&lt;br /&gt;No why we can be&lt;br /&gt;I will watch my life crashing down on me&lt;br /&gt;As I had it all right there before my eyes, yeahhhh&lt;br /&gt;Girl I’m sorry now you were the last thing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl I’m sorry I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t be there, should have been so strong&lt;br /&gt;So, I’m sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;No, I won’t let go&lt;br /&gt;No why we can be&lt;br /&gt;I will watch my life crashing down on me&lt;br /&gt;As I had it all right there before my eyes, yeahhhh&lt;br /&gt;Girl I’m sorry now you were the last thing on my mind (on my mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will watch my life crashing down on me&lt;br /&gt;As I had it all right there before my eyes, yeahhhh&lt;br /&gt;Girl I’m sorry now you were the last thing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;On my mind (on my mind)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112634888309993733?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112634888309993733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112634888309993733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112634888309993733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112634888309993733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/last-thing-on-my-mind.html' title='Last Thing On My Mind'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112634765874211436</id><published>2005-09-10T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:44.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Me Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One more kiss could be the best thing&lt;br /&gt;But one more lie could be the worst&lt;br /&gt;And all these thoughts are never resting&lt;br /&gt;And you're not something i deserve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my head there's only you now&lt;br /&gt;This world falls on me&lt;br /&gt;In this world there's real and make believe&lt;br /&gt;And this seems real to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;You love me but you don't know who i am&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn between this life i lead and where i stand&lt;br /&gt;And you love me but you don't know who i am&lt;br /&gt;So let me go Let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream ahead to what i hope for&lt;br /&gt;And i turn my back on loving you&lt;br /&gt;How can this love be a good thing&lt;br /&gt;When i know what i'm goin through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my head there's only you now&lt;br /&gt;This world falls on me&lt;br /&gt;In this world there's real and make believe&lt;br /&gt;And this seems real to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;You love me but you don't know who i am&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn between this life i lead and where i stand&lt;br /&gt;You love me but you don't know who i am&lt;br /&gt;So let me go Just let me goo...Let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how hard i try&lt;br /&gt;I can't escape these things inside i know I knowww..&lt;br /&gt;When all the pieces fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You will be the only one who knows&lt;br /&gt;Who knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;You love me but you don't know who i am&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn between this life i lead and where i stand&lt;br /&gt;And you love me but you don't know who i am&lt;br /&gt;So let me go&lt;br /&gt;Just let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you love me but you don't&lt;br /&gt;You love me but you don't&lt;br /&gt;You love me but you don't know who i am&lt;br /&gt;And you love me but you don't&lt;br /&gt;You love me but you don't&lt;br /&gt;You love me but you don't know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112634765874211436?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112634765874211436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112634765874211436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112634765874211436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112634765874211436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/let-me-go.html' title='Let Me Go'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112617867471382422</id><published>2005-09-08T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:44.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/cinderella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/cinderella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Stop me and steal my breath&lt;br /&gt;Emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky&lt;br /&gt;Never revealing their depth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that we belong together&lt;br /&gt;Dress it up with the trappings of love&lt;br /&gt;I'll be captivated I'll hang from your lips&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your cryin' shoulder I'll be love suicide&lt;br /&gt;I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain falls angry on the tin roof As we lie awake in my bed&lt;br /&gt;You're my survival you're my living proof&lt;br /&gt;My love is alive and not dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that we belong together Dress it up in the trappings of love&lt;br /&gt;I'll be captivated I'll hang from your lips&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've dropped outburned upfought my way back from the dead&lt;br /&gt;Tuned inturned onremembered the thing you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112617867471382422?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112617867471382422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112617867471382422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112617867471382422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112617867471382422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/ill-be.html' title='I&apos;ll Be'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112601695011419295</id><published>2005-09-06T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:44.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosie Dunne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/1600/rosiedunne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7707/1556/320/rosiedunne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Novel ni pelik sket... sebabnya dari muka surat 1 sampai la ke muka surat 103 semasa aku membacanya langsung xde dialog. Heran betul sebab sepanjang aku membaca semuanya hanya cebisan nota, surat, email dan instant message. Sebelum ni kalau aku baca buku BI kejap je abis sebab aku hanya baca dialog, yang selebihnya aku skimming je (nak cepat habis baca la katakan). So sebab nak tahu, aku pun skimming la da whole book. X penah aku jumpa novel yang mcm ni. Semua isi cerita adalah berdasarkan notes, surat, postcard, email &amp;amp; of course instant message. Bila aku bukak page yang last skali, baru la aku faham rupa2nya watak utama citer ni iaitu Rosie Dunne sedang membaca kisah hidupnya dari zaman kanak2 sampai la ke zaman di mana dia sudah mempunyai seorang anak. It's very interesting n so much different from other stories. Have fun if u want 2 read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112601695011419295?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112601695011419295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112601695011419295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112601695011419295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112601695011419295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/rosie-dunne.html' title='Rosie Dunne'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16411732.post-112601355406565238</id><published>2005-09-06T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:57:44.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax, Relax, Relax...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that is something i've been trying to do ever since i don't really have time to relax. only when i sleep. penat woo... saper yang keje non stop tu paham la macam mana. anyway, ari ni i'm quite happy, thanx to my friend; hana (u know who u r). thanx a lot for helping me keeping things going the right way... hehehe... sorry ek fadhli sebab curi awek fadhli buat sementara waktu tadi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16411732-112601355406565238?l=emedia123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/feeds/112601355406565238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16411732&amp;postID=112601355406565238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112601355406565238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16411732/posts/default/112601355406565238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emedia123.blogspot.com/2005/09/relax-relax-relax.html' title='Relax, Relax, Relax...'/><author><name>Knew R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04113922148329639455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/29/40802266_caafa0aea8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
