<?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-584889595961512672</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:02:18.937-07:00</updated><category term='QUOTES'/><category term='PHOTOS'/><category term='GAMES'/><category term='FOR MEN AND WOMEN'/><category term='BISAYA'/><category term='FACTS'/><category term='TRIVIA'/><category term='LYRICS'/><category term='TAGALOG'/><category term='ABOUT LOVE'/><category term='FRIENDSTER'/><category term='VIDEO'/><category term='FUNNY'/><category term='GUITAR CHORDS'/><category term='PERSONAL'/><category term='POEM'/><category term='ESSAYS'/><category term='KOWTS'/><title type='text'>Babyberbz Collection</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-845102429726410813</id><published>2010-02-10T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T02:25:44.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR MEN AND WOMEN'/><title type='text'>I want a BOY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;I want a boy who will tell me when I’m being stupid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;Who won’t baby me with his words.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;A boy who will still give time to his friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;A boy who will tell me ‘No’.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;He will watch stupid movies with me, but makes me watch his favorites also.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;A boy who’s willing to drop everything to be with me, but knows when to let it be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;A boy who will know he’s important to me, but won’t mind when I change my plans to help someone out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;I want a boy who’s enjoyable to look at, he doesn’t have to be gorgeous.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;I just want someone who I can pay attention to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;A boy who will randomly bring me food, cause he knows I love to eat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;A boy who can make jokes about me, a boy that I can laugh with.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;Someone who wont mind when I even embarrass myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;A boy who will buy me something, something I would actually want, none of that jewelry crap.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;Someone who doesn’t do everything I ask but when it comes to something important I can count on him to be there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;Someone who I don’t feel threatened by.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;A boy who has other friends that are girls, but I can trust him with them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;A boy who will know when to leave me alone when I have my stupid fits.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;A boy who I can just sit with.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;I don’t need the whole fairytale deal;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;I just want to feel comfortable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-845102429726410813?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/845102429726410813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-want-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/845102429726410813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/845102429726410813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-want-boy.html' title='I want a BOY...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-6466239205832308800</id><published>2010-02-10T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T02:22:03.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>You have to be willing   to break dow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You have to be willing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to break down,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;be willing to push through&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the things that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;are extraordinarily difficult.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And what an irony&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to be strong enough&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to break.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-6466239205832308800?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/6466239205832308800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-have-to-be-willing-to-break-dow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6466239205832308800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6466239205832308800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-have-to-be-willing-to-break-dow.html' title='You have to be willing   to break dow...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-6553338196035027620</id><published>2010-02-09T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:40:21.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><title type='text'>A real friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/S3I4XHmeg3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/p84CBTzfX3I/s1600-h/2_437394105l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/S3I4XHmeg3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/p84CBTzfX3I/s320/2_437394105l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-6553338196035027620?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/6553338196035027620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/real-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6553338196035027620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6553338196035027620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/real-friend.html' title='A real friend...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/S3I4XHmeg3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/p84CBTzfX3I/s72-c/2_437394105l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-8705736705837321968</id><published>2010-02-09T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:18:13.842-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR MEN AND WOMEN'/><title type='text'>100 things guys should know about girls :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Girls like guys with sense of humor.(VERY YES!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2. &lt;b&gt;Girls hate guys who always brag about themselves.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
3. It’s a rare thing for girls to go for flings unlike many guys do.&lt;br /&gt;
4. Take a close look at this paradox: &lt;i&gt;Girls are generally impulsive buyers but are good in budgeting.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
5. Too sweet girls are usually the naggers.(OWS?)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strike&gt;6. Your girlfriend can either jokingly or seriously get jealous over your basketball games.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
7. Girls are very suspicious human beings.&lt;br /&gt;
8. &lt;b&gt;A guy oughta understand his girl’s mood swings specially when she has her monthly period.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
9. Girls love to chat about anything.&lt;br /&gt;
10. Girls easily get carried away by their emotions.&lt;br /&gt;
11. You must tell a girl that you are courting her. Unless you make an obvious proposal, she could either play numb or be really numb of your feelings for her.&lt;br /&gt;
12. The girl who gives you a quick “yes” could either be too impulsive.&lt;br /&gt;
13. A girl’s decision is always changeable.&lt;br /&gt;
14. It is really hard to trace why girls are unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;
15. Girls can easily change their mind because of hearsays.&lt;br /&gt;
16. &lt;b&gt;Girls hate guys who gossip.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
17. &lt;b&gt;You would know that a girl likes you if she laughs even at your corniest joke and even pays attention at your nonsense talk.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
18. &lt;i&gt;You can hook a girl by knowing her interests.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
19. It is a fact that girls, since birth of the world, can be professional flirts using their magical charms.&lt;br /&gt;
20. &lt;b&gt;Girls hate it when you make them wait.&lt;/b&gt; (EXACTLY!)&lt;br /&gt;
21. Girls love babies.&lt;br /&gt;
22. &lt;i&gt;If you’re truly in love with a girl, you will have a hard time to convince her telling so.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
23. Girls don’t take a full meal especially when they are on a diet. But they love to eat junkfood, sweets or fruits in between meals that can double up a full meal.&lt;br /&gt;
24. &lt;b&gt;Beware: A girl knows how to persuade you that you could do her a favor through her charisma or seductive body language without you knowing it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
25. Girls are flattered when you make them melt in your eyes, but they would do anything just to show disapproval.&lt;br /&gt;
26. &lt;b&gt;Girls are every conscious people.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
27. &lt;b&gt;Girls hate guys who whistle at their back. The act makes them look like cheap.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
28. Girls hate guys who hurt them physically.&lt;br /&gt;
29. A girl is not necessarily after a guy with towering height. He just has to be taller then she is.&lt;br /&gt;
30. Girls generally do not court guys which make you guys so lucky to have their privilege to court your pick. - but there are ways to make a guy know that you like him without the exact act of “courting”.&lt;br /&gt;
31. Girls who court guys are desperate. It is awkward to see a girl courting a guy.&lt;br /&gt;
32. Girls usually complete unconsciously among themselves especially when it comes to beauty.&lt;br /&gt;
33. Girls love pampering and being pampered by their boyfriends. So be careful, this can lead her to be possessive.&lt;br /&gt;
34. Never spoil a girl. Someday, if you fail to do a favor for her, she could lay the blame on you after all you did to her.&lt;br /&gt;
35. &lt;b&gt;Girls have changeable moods.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
36. Girls love being serenaded. The spookiest and the corniest thing that you do is for her the most romantic and the most memorable.&lt;br /&gt;
37. Girls like smart guys.&lt;br /&gt;
38. &lt;b&gt;Girls like neat and presentable guys.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
39. &lt;b&gt;If you’re thinking that girls are very particular with a guy’s looks, then it’s time for you to make a paradigm shift. It’s actually the attitude and the way you treat them that they mostly fall for.&lt;/b&gt; (DEFINITELY TRUE!)&lt;br /&gt;
40. &lt;i&gt;Girls can keep their deepest darkest secrets for a lifetime unlike guys who are very open about themselves.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
41. Girls are the ones who can make a relationship stay longer but they don’t want to have the dominating character over their boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;
42. You should let her cool first before you say sorry, otherwise she won’t accept your apology.&lt;br /&gt;
43. Girls usually go for older guys.&lt;br /&gt;
44. &lt;b&gt;Like Eve, a girl is man’s weakness.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
45. Girls are generally pitiful and merciful.&lt;br /&gt;
46. &lt;b&gt;Girls are physically weaker than guys but are emotionally stronger when problems arise.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
47. &lt;i&gt;Girls easily cry. That is why they are rarely violent because they ventilate themselves through crying.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;48. A girl smokes and drinks though she knows it’s not a good impression on her.&lt;br /&gt;
49. Girls love gentlemen.&lt;br /&gt;
50. Girls like guys who can protect and defend them. You don’t have to be a macho man though.&lt;br /&gt;
51. Girls hate weaklings. It’s enough that their gender has the weakest physique of all human being.&lt;br /&gt;
52. A girl can be fond of an effeminate. They may fall in love with a gay under considerable reasons.&lt;br /&gt;
53. Girls are constantly demure when guys (especially their crushes) are around but can be wild behind their back.&lt;br /&gt;
54. &lt;b&gt;A girl hates it when her friend squeals about her crushes or secrets.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
55. &lt;b&gt;A girl that has admired a stranger could research even the least and nonsense bits of information about him.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
56. &lt;i&gt;Girls are generally more organized people than guys.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
57. Girls wear makeup not because they are not confident with how they look but because they want to highlight their physical assets.&lt;br /&gt;
58. Girls like guys with electrical and carpentering skills. These assure them that they can handle even the smallest and peculiar thing.&lt;br /&gt;
59. Girls like McGyver-like guys who can easily look for a way out when situations corner them.&lt;br /&gt;
60. Girls are generally good in subjects like Language and Social Science than Mathematics and General Science.&lt;br /&gt;
61. &lt;b&gt;If a girl says “no,” believe her. If a girl really likes you, she wouldn’t give you a “no.” She’ll give you hanging messages instead.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
62. &lt;i&gt;Girls only play hard-to-get when they think her crush or suitor finds her obvious that she has feelings for him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
63. &lt;b&gt;Girls have legions of insecurities.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
64. &lt;b&gt;Girls also stammer when they’re talking to the guy they truly admire.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
65. &lt;b&gt;Girls have innumerable crushes but her heart belongs only to one guy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
66. Girls mature faster and grow older than guys their same age.&lt;br /&gt;
67. &lt;b&gt;Girls are more prone to getting fat easily.&lt;/b&gt; (PUTA haha)&lt;br /&gt;
68. Girls love receiving letters.&lt;br /&gt;
69. &lt;i&gt;Girls are mostly panic-buyers and worriers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
70. &lt;b&gt;Girls love surprises.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
71. It is false humility girls show when they’re given compliments.&lt;br /&gt;
72. It is by playing tame pussycat but you tame the shrew.&lt;br /&gt;
73. &lt;b&gt;Before you court a girl, study her inside out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
74. Girls are particular in getting, grouping or having things in one color.&lt;br /&gt;
75. &lt;b&gt;It’s hard for a girl to recover from her past.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
76. A girl prefers to learn about relationships from novels than through experience.&lt;br /&gt;
77. Psychologists proved that a girl, who was molested at a very young age, loses her self-esteem and develops negative attitude towards other people.&lt;br /&gt;
78. A girl can easily forgive you if you are sincere with your apology.&lt;br /&gt;
79. &lt;b&gt;A girl can only be healed from her past through the enabling touch of God.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
80. &lt;i&gt;Girls murmur a lot or make tantrums when they get irritated. They can control their emotions but not their temper.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
81. &lt;i&gt;Girls easily get watery eyed over telenovelas and dramas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
82. A girl gets annoyed to a guy who pushes himself so hard to get her.&lt;br /&gt;
83. &lt;i&gt;Girls act snob to guys either because they like too much or hate too much.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
84. A girl can suppress her feelings if she knows that a relationship wouldn’t work.&lt;br /&gt;
85. &lt;b&gt;Girls are weight conscious.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
86. If a guy is too innocent about handling a relationship, a girl would rather dump him.&lt;br /&gt;
87. Girls love being wooed.&lt;br /&gt;
88. A girl would flaunt her assets just to hook you.&lt;br /&gt;
89. &lt;strike&gt;Immature guys are out from girl’s list.&lt;/strike&gt; (I don't think so!)&lt;br /&gt;
90. There’s somehow a ***** in a girl, who busted you, when she learns you’re courting another girl, she’ll thinks that that girl would rather dump you also.&lt;br /&gt;
91. A girl can make you wait for years in courting her but could eventually give you a “no” in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;
92. It is not always because she said “yes” that she likes or love you. She could have just said it for superficial reasons.&lt;br /&gt;
93. &lt;b&gt;A girl loves talking all alone with the guy she’s truly in love with especially in romantic and isolated places.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
94. &lt;b&gt;Girls drool a lot over shopping malls.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
95. &lt;b&gt;Girls like guys with broad shoulders and breasts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
96. &lt;b&gt;Girls admire sports-minded guys a lot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
97. High heels increases a girl’s poise on a catwalk.&lt;br /&gt;
98. Girls love guys who can bear with what they feel.&lt;br /&gt;
99. Girls are genetically sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;
100. Unless a girl enters Nursing, Biology, or medical courses or profession, she will always have that irk from seeing blood and will always repel to see, smell, or even hear disgusting stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-8705736705837321968?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/8705736705837321968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/100-things-guys-should-know-about-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/8705736705837321968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/8705736705837321968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/100-things-guys-should-know-about-girls.html' title='100 things guys should know about girls :)'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-6847584745656905347</id><published>2010-02-09T03:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T03:20:36.934-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>for the sake of your heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The saddest part of a broken heart&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;isn’t the ending so much as the start.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The tragedy starts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;from the very first spark,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;losing your mind&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;for the sake of your heart...&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-6847584745656905347?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/6847584745656905347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-sake-of-your-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6847584745656905347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6847584745656905347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-sake-of-your-heart.html' title='for the sake of your heart'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-4821743751842313615</id><published>2010-02-09T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T03:18:09.243-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>It takes grown ups   to make relationships work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes, it’s better for two people&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to break up, so they can grow up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It takes grown ups&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;to make relationships work.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-4821743751842313615?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/4821743751842313615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-takes-grown-ups-to-make.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/4821743751842313615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/4821743751842313615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-takes-grown-ups-to-make.html' title='It takes grown ups   to make relationships work.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-327408618789228571</id><published>2010-02-09T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T03:17:04.872-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>To love is to suffer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To love is to suffer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To avoid suffering,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;one must not love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then, one suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;not to love is to suffer;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to suffer is to suffer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To be happy is to love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To be happy, then, is to suffer,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;but suffering makes one unhappy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Therefore, to be happy,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;one must love or love to suffer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;or suffer from too much happiness.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-327408618789228571?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/327408618789228571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-love-is-to-suffer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love is like sunshine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It brings a golden glow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to its beholder’s face&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and a warm feeling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; all over their body.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It awakens souls and opens eyes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And when it’s over,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it leaves billions of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;small memories called “stars”,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to remind the world,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; that it still exists.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you love someone,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it’s something.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When someone loves you…,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it’s another thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you love the person&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;who loves you back,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it’s &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-7995945333968353124</id><published>2010-02-09T03:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T03:12:38.141-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>You could be right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You could be right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You could be wrong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Remember this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Especially the second part.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Being wrong allows you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to take responsibility for your actions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It allows you to change.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Constantly needing to be right, doesn’t.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-7995945333968353124?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-2453720306390597694</id><published>2010-02-09T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T03:11:04.754-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABOUT LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>TRUE LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;True love doesn’t happen&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;right away;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it’s an ever-growing process.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It develops after you’ve gone&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;through many ups and downs,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;when you’ve suffered together,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cried together, laughed together.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-2453720306390597694?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/2453720306390597694/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-5766177670776189519</id><published>2010-02-09T03:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T03:09:28.403-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TAGALOG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KOWTS'/><title type='text'>Sa pag-ibig...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sa pag-ibig,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;matuto kang magbigay&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ng walang inaasahang kapalit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mamaya nyan,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;kakahingi mo ng sukli sa ibinigay mo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;baka ibalik sayo lahat ng ibinayad mo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;at iwan kang nakatanga sa isang tabi.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-5766177670776189519?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/5766177670776189519/comments/default' title='Post 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center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did you spend the rest&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;of forever with a hole&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;inside you that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;couldn’t be filled?&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-5426465941599539157?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/5426465941599539157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-you-gave-someone-your-heart-and-they.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5426465941599539157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5426465941599539157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-you-gave-someone-your-heart-and-they.html' title='If you gave someone  your heart and they died...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-3568347902087149215</id><published>2010-02-09T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T03:04:26.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR MEN AND WOMEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>SHE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You may not be her first,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;her last, or her only.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She loved before she may love again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But if she loves you now,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;what else matters?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She’s not perfect -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you aren’t either,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and the two of you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;may never be perfect together&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;but if she can make you laugh,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cause you to think twice,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and admit to being human&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and making mistakes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hold onto her and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;give her the most you can.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She may not be thinking about you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;every second of the day,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;but she will give you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a part of her that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she knows you can break&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- her &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;HEART&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So don’t hurt her,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;don’t change her,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;don’t analyze and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;don’t expect more than&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she can give.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smile when she makes you happy,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;let her know when&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she makes you mad,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and miss her when&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she’s not there.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-3568347902087149215?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/3568347902087149215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/she.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3568347902087149215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3568347902087149215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/she.html' title='SHE'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-4305311746074187447</id><published>2010-02-09T03:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T03:01:20.838-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>CHANGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The first step towards change&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;is acceptance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Once you accept yourself,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;you open the door to change.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;That’s all you have to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Change is not something you do,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;it’s something you allow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-4305311746074187447?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/4305311746074187447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/4305311746074187447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/4305311746074187447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/change.html' title='CHANGE'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-838458071076478859</id><published>2010-02-09T02:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T02:16:56.917-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>...are real.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;people play &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;hard-to-get&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to see if the other&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;person’s feelings&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;are real.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-838458071076478859?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/838458071076478859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/are-real.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/838458071076478859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/838458071076478859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/are-real.html' title='...are real.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-511514907778277411</id><published>2010-02-09T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T02:13:31.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>That’s the kind of person   that’s worth sticking with.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The best thing you can do&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;is find a person who loves you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;for exactly what you are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good mood, bad mood, ugly,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pretty, handsome, what have you,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the right person is still going&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to think the sun shines out your ass.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That’s the kind of person&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;that’s worth sticking with.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-511514907778277411?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/511514907778277411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/thats-kind-of-person-thats-worth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/511514907778277411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/511514907778277411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/thats-kind-of-person-thats-worth.html' title='That’s the kind of person   that’s worth sticking with.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-9028145688491699358</id><published>2010-02-09T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T02:11:35.773-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>Trust is a fragile thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trust is a fragile thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Once earned,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it affords us tremendous freedom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But once trust is lost,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it can be impossible to recover.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Of course the truth is,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;we never know who we can trust.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Those we’re closest to can betray us,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and total strangers can come to our rescue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the end,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;most people decide to trust only themselves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It really is the simplest way&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to keep from getting burned.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-9028145688491699358?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/9028145688491699358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/trust-is-fragile-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/9028145688491699358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/9028145688491699358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/trust-is-fragile-thing.html' title='Trust is a fragile thing'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-6232172608390889797</id><published>2010-02-09T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T02:09:41.100-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>It’s probably worth it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So never refuse an invitation,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;never resist the unfamiliar,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;never fail to be polite&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and never outstay the welcome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just keep your mind open&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and suck in the experience.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And if it hurts, you know what?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s probably worth it.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-6232172608390889797?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-8347001571695754600</id><published>2010-02-09T02:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T02:04:10.148-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>just a bunch of choices?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did it ever occur to you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;that you’re so caught up&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;in trying to make the right choice,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;that you’ve never stopped&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to consider the possibility&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;that there may not be&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a right choice, or a wrong choice,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;just a bunch of choices?&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-8347001571695754600?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/8347001571695754600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-bunch-of-choices.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/8347001571695754600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/8347001571695754600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-bunch-of-choices.html' title='just a bunch of choices?'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-764594740384733672</id><published>2010-02-09T02:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T02:02:53.080-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>In a relationship...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In a relationship,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it’s very easy to catch&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;every reason that could&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;make you want to leave.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But you know you’re&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;really in love when&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you still hold on,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;just because you always&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cling to the tiniest reason&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;that makes you stay.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-764594740384733672?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/764594740384733672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-relationship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/764594740384733672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/764594740384733672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-relationship.html' title='In a relationship...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-3075481360811434639</id><published>2010-02-09T01:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:58:59.305-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>...you blew them both.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is said you only get&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;once chance in life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; I gave you &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TWO&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and you blew them both.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-3075481360811434639?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/3075481360811434639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-blew-them-both.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3075481360811434639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3075481360811434639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-blew-them-both.html' title='...you blew them both.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-6211459457712177903</id><published>2010-02-09T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:57:05.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>Soul mate :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Soul mate:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;two little words,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;one big concept.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A belief that someone,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;somewhere,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;is holding the key to your heart. &lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-6211459457712177903?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/6211459457712177903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/soul-mate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6211459457712177903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6211459457712177903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/soul-mate.html' title='Soul mate :)'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-5355141247961994364</id><published>2010-02-09T01:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:54:16.966-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>...they held my entire world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class="post-title" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kesology.tumblr.com/post/330271407/0002-im-jealous-of-every-girl-who-has-ever-hugged"&gt;I’m jealous of every girl&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 class="post-title" style="text-align: center;"&gt;who has ever hugged you,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 class="post-title" style="text-align: center;"&gt;because for that one moment&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 class="post-title" style="text-align: center;"&gt;they held my entire world.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-5355141247961994364?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/5355141247961994364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/they-held-my-entire-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5355141247961994364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5355141247961994364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/they-held-my-entire-world.html' title='...they held my entire world.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-8662728367112417874</id><published>2010-02-09T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:51:23.293-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABOUT LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>...that’s love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you accept the fact&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;that he doesn’t love you back&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and you just try to be&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the best friend you can be…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;that’s love. &lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-8662728367112417874?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/8662728367112417874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/thats-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/8662728367112417874'/><link rel='self' 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really shouldn’t say&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;‘I love you’ unless you mean it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But if you mean it,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you should say it a lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People forget.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-2145773115331584430?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/2145773115331584430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/people-forget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2145773115331584430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2145773115331584430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/people-forget.html' title='People forget.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-5121536850303625007</id><published>2010-02-09T01:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:48:53.689-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>You’ll take the hit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because, even if it breaks&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;your heart to be just friends,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;if you really care about someone,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you’ll take the hit.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-5121536850303625007?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/5121536850303625007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/youll-take-hit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5121536850303625007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5121536850303625007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/youll-take-hit.html' title='You’ll take the hit'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-2958014596130368526</id><published>2010-02-09T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:44:57.851-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>One foot on the brakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Even though you may want&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to move forward in your life,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you may have one foot on the brakes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In order to be free,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;we must learn how to let go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Release the hurt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Release the fear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Refuse to entertain your old pain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The energy it takes to hang&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;onto the past is holding you back&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;from a new life.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-2958014596130368526?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-6914078316096075492</id><published>2010-02-09T01:41:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:41:55.000-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABOUT LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>And everything is what you don’t have.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Love is precious, love is fragile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #e06666;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; Love is endless, love is everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;And everything is what you don’t have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-6914078316096075492?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/6914078316096075492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-everything-is-what-you-dont-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6914078316096075492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6914078316096075492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-everything-is-what-you-dont-have.html' title='And everything is what you don’t have.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-2954275580069495092</id><published>2010-02-09T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:41:00.444-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>Girls do not dress for boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girls do not dress for boys.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They dress for themselves,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and of course, each other.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If girls dressed for boys,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;they’d just walk around&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;naked at all times.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-2954275580069495092?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/2954275580069495092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/girls-do-not-dress-for-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2954275580069495092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2954275580069495092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/girls-do-not-dress-for-boys.html' title='Girls do not dress for boys'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-2076940845549406454</id><published>2010-02-09T01:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:39:45.341-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>...cannot be known or explained</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The prettiest and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;most interesting things&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;are the very ones that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cannot be known or explained. &lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-2076940845549406454?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/2076940845549406454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/cannot-be-known-or-explained.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2076940845549406454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2076940845549406454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/cannot-be-known-or-explained.html' title='...cannot be known or explained'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-7767465960452276594</id><published>2010-02-09T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:38:51.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>No matter how hard she fell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It was like she was only there&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;when it was convenient for him;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;like she was the gas station&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no one ever visited unless&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;their tank was coming up on empty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah, there were days&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;when she hated him and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;there were days when&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she was head over heels, too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But none of those days mattered,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;because she could never have him&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no matter how hard she fell.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-7767465960452276594?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/7767465960452276594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-matter-how-hard-she-fell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7767465960452276594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7767465960452276594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-matter-how-hard-she-fell.html' title='No matter how hard she fell...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-8522130877422105823</id><published>2010-02-09T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:36:31.093-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>What went right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I heard your voice again today&lt;br /&gt;
I’m scared by all the lies&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;that were once promises you’d made.&lt;br /&gt;
I lie in bed awake at night&lt;br /&gt;
And wonder what went wrong&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;or even more just what went right.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-8522130877422105823?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/8522130877422105823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-went-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/8522130877422105823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/8522130877422105823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-went-right.html' title='What went right.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-7262428586936155905</id><published>2010-02-09T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:32:05.737-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>One you haven’t seen in a long time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyone who falls in love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; is searching for the missing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pieces of themselves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So anyone who’s in love&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;gets sad when they&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;think of their lover.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s like stepping back inside a room&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you have fond memories of,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;one you haven’t seen in a long time.&lt;/b&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/584889595961512672-7262428586936155905?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/7262428586936155905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-you-havent-seen-in-long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7262428586936155905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7262428586936155905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-you-havent-seen-in-long-time.html' title='One you haven’t seen in a long time.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-3913862486152743660</id><published>2010-02-09T01:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:28:15.933-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>No relationship is perfect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Realize that no relationship&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;is perfect or ever will be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;But, that doesn’t mean&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;it is not worth saving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-3913862486152743660?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/3913862486152743660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/realize-that-no-relationship-is-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3913862486152743660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3913862486152743660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/realize-that-no-relationship-is-perfect.html' title='No relationship is perfect.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-5775378505457283989</id><published>2010-02-09T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:22:28.891-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>Let me tell you this:</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;Let me tell you this:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;if you meet a loner,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;no matter what they tell you,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;it’s not because they enjoy solitude.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;It’s because they tried to blend&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;into the world before,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;and people continue to disappoint them.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-5775378505457283989?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/5775378505457283989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/let-me-tell-you-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5775378505457283989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5775378505457283989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/let-me-tell-you-this.html' title='Let me tell you this:'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-7072840720245174314</id><published>2010-02-09T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:21:15.484-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>I’m one of the things you  decided to leave behind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to look forward&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;to talking with you every night.&lt;br /&gt;
It’s what what got me out&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;of bed in the morning,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;it helped scribble some colour&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;into the otherwise depressing,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;grey monotony that is my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now, something seems&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;to be overtaking you,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;stealing from me your attention&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt; and your heart and now&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m afraid to even call you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;for fear that you won’t pick up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m glad that you’re moving on&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;with your life and continuing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;to be happy, I really am,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m just a little sad that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;I’m one of the things you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;decided to leave behind.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-7072840720245174314?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/7072840720245174314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-one-of-things-you-decided-to-leave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7072840720245174314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7072840720245174314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-one-of-things-you-decided-to-leave.html' title='I’m one of the things you  decided to leave behind.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-4560717181732218094</id><published>2010-02-09T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:16:41.858-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR MEN AND WOMEN'/><title type='text'>There will always be those four guys in your life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guy #1: Your best friend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He’s there for you, always. He would never let you down, cares about you, comforts you when you’re down, protects you when you’re put down. He would never betray you. Keep him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guy #2: The player.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You can’t help but to fall for him. He seems to do everything right, so you think you love him. In the end, you find out he played you, lied to you, used you, and probably didn’t really even care about you. Forget them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guy #3: The enemy. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The one who would do anything just to bring you down. He’ll humiliate you, judge you, embarrass you, anything he can do just to make you feel smaller than what you are. Ignore them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guy #4: Your soul mate.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Often turns out to be you’re best friend. He tells you how it is, even if you don’t want to hear the truth. He’ll hold you, kiss you, protect you, and love you no matter what. You can talk to him about anything. He’ll see you at your worst and still think you’re beautiful. He’s there for you no matter what. Love him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-4560717181732218094?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/4560717181732218094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/there-will-always-be-those-four-guys-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/4560717181732218094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/4560717181732218094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/there-will-always-be-those-four-guys-in.html' title='There will always be those four guys in your life.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-2638646502388292288</id><published>2010-02-09T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:15:13.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>They Don't</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Everyone's heartbroken nowadays,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But i mean, we all just gotta move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What's the point of reminiscing when you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;know the person is no longer worthwhile;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;when they're no longer who they used to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When their heart is somewhere else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you think they still care for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;still sit there thinking about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;Because frankly, they don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-2638646502388292288?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/2638646502388292288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/they-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2638646502388292288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2638646502388292288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/they-dont.html' title='They Don&apos;t'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-7786167994341979407</id><published>2010-02-08T01:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:12:29.989-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>Expectation is a double-edged sword.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a href="http://omgitskaaate.tumblr.com/post/360400354/expectation-is-a-double-edged-sword-it-can-murder-you"&gt;Expectation is a double-edged sword.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;It can murder you and it can kill you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;And if expecting you to love me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;the way I love you would kill me,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;then murder me. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-7786167994341979407?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/7786167994341979407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/expectation-is-double-edged-sword.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7786167994341979407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7786167994341979407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/expectation-is-double-edged-sword.html' title='Expectation is a double-edged sword.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-7104403532663940658</id><published>2010-02-08T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:05:31.941-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>It's not like I wanted to fall for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://omgitskaaate.tumblr.com/post/367550945/its-not-like-i-wanted-to-fall-for-you-i-knew-the-only"&gt;It's not like I wanted to fall for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;I knew the only thing that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;would come of it would be hurt,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;but it's not like I could stop myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;And don't think I haven't tried to stop.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Unfortunately, my feelings just&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;don't work that way.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-7104403532663940658?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/7104403532663940658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-not-like-i-wanted-to-fall-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7104403532663940658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7104403532663940658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-not-like-i-wanted-to-fall-for-you.html' title='It&apos;s not like I wanted to fall for you.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-8552884504177114710</id><published>2010-02-08T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T00:58:55.313-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR MEN AND WOMEN'/><title type='text'>10 Signs He's Not "the One"</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Some people say&lt;/i&gt; they “just knew” that they were dating their future spouse. But what about the rest of us? What happens when you’re not sure if he’s The One? If you’re considering long-term commitment or marriage, it’s time to ask yourself some tough questions. Below, 10 signs that may indicate he’s not for you.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. You have a list of things he needs to stop doing/saying/wearing if he wants your relationship to work&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; If you’re fixating on his flaws, he’s either not the one you want or you’re not ready for a serious relationship. Cutting him loose allows you time to grow and gives you the opportunity to meet a guy whose flaws you can embrace — or at least accept.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. You don’t trust him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; A small dose of jealousy can be healthy, but if you’re hacking into his email account, and going berserk when he goes out without you, something’s wrong. If there’s something about him that truly warrants your distrust, then perhaps he’s not the right one for you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. You avoid conflict at any cost.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Fighting is healthy. And, when done right (in the non-accusatory, rational sort of way), it can be a great way to air grievances, fix problems in your relationship, and come to a deeper understanding of each other. Ignoring problems is not the same as having no problems at all… even if it looks that way.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. When you’re sad, you don’t turn to him for comfort.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; When you’re a giant ball of tears and snot, do you lock yourself into the bathroom so he can’t see you at your worst? If you’re worried about scaring him away, one of you isn’t ready for total commitment. Mr. Right should make you smile through your tears and be a calming, not stressful, presence.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. One of you is struggling with an addiction.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; He’s sweet. He’s exciting. He loves you very much. But he loves his alcohol habit or his weekly gambling fix more. Don’t fool yourself into thinking that you can change him or that your relationship will be strong enough to withstand the heartache that addiction will inevitably bring. An addict may be able to change, but he’ll do so on his own terms.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;6. You can’t really imagine him as the father of your children.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Ask yourself: Would he make a great parent? Is he financially responsible? Would he be an equal partner in your future together? If you have doubts, he’s probably not the one.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;7. Your long-term, non-negotiable goals in life are incompatible.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; You want kids; he doesn’t. You go to church every week; he’s an atheist. He lives in the country and doesn’t want to move; you can’t imagine ever leaving the city. Superficial differences can be overcome, but differences in basic values are harder to smooth over. Ask yourself: “Would I be willing to compromise on this?” If the answer is absolutely not, you may not be right for each other.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;8. You don’t respect each other.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; He puts you down in front of your friends and complains about you to his parents. You roll your eyes when he talks because there’s just something about him that embarrasses you. A relationship without respect can’t sustain itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. You’re not attracted to him&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; Physical intimacy is a hugely important component of a romantic relationship. If he doesn’t do it for you, he’s probably not your best long-term match.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. On paper he seems great, but you have this strange feeling&lt;/b&gt;…&lt;/i&gt; Don’t ignore your gut. You may get along on a superficial level, but if your instincts are telling you he’s not the one for you, listen. That little voice inside your head does not lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-8552884504177114710?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/8552884504177114710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/10-signs-hes-not-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/8552884504177114710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/8552884504177114710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/02/10-signs-hes-not-one.html' title='10 Signs He&apos;s Not &quot;the One&quot;'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-3776706439223103264</id><published>2010-01-16T21:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:46:29.905-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VIDEO'/><title type='text'>Paano Na Kaya Official Music Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VrZe4TKmbvA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VrZe4TKmbvA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-3776706439223103264?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/3776706439223103264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/paano-na-kaya-official-music-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3776706439223103264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3776706439223103264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/paano-na-kaya-official-music-video.html' title='Paano Na Kaya Official Music Video'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-1161329528890304337</id><published>2010-01-12T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T23:16:33.519-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BISAYA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUNNY'/><title type='text'>BAKAK SA MGA BOYS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAKAK SA MGA BOYS...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Kaw ra kong ka-text...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. On the way nako...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Love teka promise...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Wa nakoy load...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Di ko mambabae...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Miss you...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Kaw ra jud...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAKAK SA MGA GIRLS USA RA...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. NITO-O KO NIMU!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s347/sparkcom25/mk60.gif" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-1161329528890304337?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/1161329528890304337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/bakak-sa-mga-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/1161329528890304337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/1161329528890304337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/bakak-sa-mga-boys.html' title='BAKAK SA MGA BOYS...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-6720615273949953088</id><published>2010-01-12T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T23:11:52.520-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TAGALOG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUNNY'/><title type='text'>LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you believe in&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kasi kung hindi...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DADA-AN ulit ako...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s347/sparkcom25/smileys7213387sa6.gif" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-6720615273949953088?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/6720615273949953088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-at-first-sight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6720615273949953088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6720615273949953088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-at-first-sight.html' title='LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT?'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-2359388276697341773</id><published>2010-01-12T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T23:08:16.837-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUNNY'/><title type='text'>A little girl's prayer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A little girl's prayer: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s347/sparkcom25/biga.gif" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please send clothes &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;for the poor girls &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;who don't even have &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;shirts and underwear &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;in my kuya's magazine...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMEN...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s347/sparkcom25/smileyphptexthahaha21smkz5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-2359388276697341773?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/2359388276697341773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-girls-prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2359388276697341773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2359388276697341773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-girls-prayer.html' title='A little girl&apos;s prayer...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-2393696160087897999</id><published>2010-01-11T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:54:16.840-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TAGALOG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUNNY'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dalawa lang ang ibig sabihin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;kapag tinitigan ka ng isang tao...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;un eh kung my MALI sayo...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;o&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;May TAMA siya sayo...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s347/sparkcom25/smileys7213387sa6.gif" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-2393696160087897999?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/2393696160087897999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/dalawa-lang-ang-ibig-sabihin-kapag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2393696160087897999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2393696160087897999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/dalawa-lang-ang-ibig-sabihin-kapag.html' title=''/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-1107135492299266629</id><published>2010-01-11T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:50:32.309-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BISAYA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUNNY'/><title type='text'>FLASHLIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;GIRL&lt;/span&gt;: Flashlight ka ba?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;BOY&lt;/span&gt;:Why man naka-ingon ka?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kay ako'y nakahatag ug kahayag sa imung kinabuhi?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s347/sparkcom25/smileys6113702ud3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;GIRL&lt;/span&gt;: Dili ui, assuming pod ka..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ku-an man gud.. Siga kayo kag mata...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s347/sparkcom25/tawa.gif" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-1107135492299266629?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/1107135492299266629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/flashlight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/1107135492299266629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/1107135492299266629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/flashlight.html' title='FLASHLIGHT'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-3258112271718394233</id><published>2010-01-11T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:42:29.498-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUNNY'/><title type='text'>TWO MEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's really sad that in this world,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;people would rather see &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;two men holding guns,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;killing each other...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Than to see two men &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;holding hands, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;loving one another...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/20feujt.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-3258112271718394233?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/3258112271718394233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-men.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3258112271718394233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3258112271718394233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-men.html' title='TWO MEN'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i36.tinypic.com/20feujt_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-1773935889272772988</id><published>2010-01-11T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:39:15.079-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUNNY'/><title type='text'>SIPON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why do you keep on pulling me back to you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When it's better for you to let me go?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;-SIPON- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s347/sparkcom25/smileys939854jg1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-1773935889272772988?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/1773935889272772988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/sipon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/1773935889272772988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/1773935889272772988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/sipon.html' title='SIPON'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-5907392353860900199</id><published>2010-01-11T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:33:58.068-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUNNY'/><title type='text'>MAGTATAHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I tried my best to wait for you...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've shouted too loud, still,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you didn't even respond to my call..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now, you want me to go back?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-MAGTATAHO-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s347/sparkcom25/tawa.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-5907392353860900199?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/5907392353860900199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/magtataho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5907392353860900199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5907392353860900199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/magtataho.html' title='MAGTATAHO'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-9078599498368498191</id><published>2010-01-11T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:29:30.263-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TAGALOG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUNNY'/><title type='text'>YOSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sana naging &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;YOSI&lt;/span&gt; mo nalang ako.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If that's the only way na i can feel the&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;spaces in your fingers the touch of your lips.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Willing ako maging bad habbit mo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s347/sparkcom25/smoke7jc.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-9078599498368498191?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/9078599498368498191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/yosi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/9078599498368498191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/9078599498368498191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/yosi.html' title='YOSI'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-7434327466243974422</id><published>2010-01-11T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:26:24.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TAGALOG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUNNY'/><title type='text'>KULANGOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOY: alam mo para kang KULANGOT...&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s347/sparkcom25/bigbkj2.gif"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIRL: ano?! at bakit naman?! &lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s347/sparkcom25/46tl8.gif"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOY: kasi, hard to get ka eh...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s347/sparkcom25/hahaha.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-7434327466243974422?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/7434327466243974422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/kulangot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7434327466243974422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7434327466243974422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/kulangot.html' title='KULANGOT'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-8057143667765599834</id><published>2010-01-11T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:16:36.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TAGALOG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUNNY'/><title type='text'>If you don't want temptation to come to you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you don't want temptation to come to you,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Medyo dumistansya ka sakin...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is it clear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s347/sparkcom25/yociexp73.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-8057143667765599834?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/8057143667765599834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-you-dont-want-temptation-to-come-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/8057143667765599834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/8057143667765599834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-you-dont-want-temptation-to-come-to.html' title='If you don&apos;t want temptation to come to you...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-6936215384666133775</id><published>2010-01-11T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:13:34.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUNNY'/><title type='text'>I hate walking down the street...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hate walking down the street,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;because every guy I met says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Your lips looks lonely,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;do you wanna meet mine?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s347/sparkcom25/smileys52_8279.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-6936215384666133775?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/6936215384666133775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-hate-walking-down-street.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6936215384666133775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6936215384666133775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-hate-walking-down-street.html' title='I hate walking down the street...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-1913729578348385235</id><published>2010-01-11T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:08:28.113-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUNNY'/><title type='text'>In courtship...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In courtship...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The man talks the woman listens...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In marriage...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The man listens the woman talks...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Years have passed...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The man talks, the woman talks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and the neighbors listen...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/xfrrdz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-1913729578348385235?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/1913729578348385235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-courtship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/1913729578348385235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/1913729578348385235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-courtship.html' title='In 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src="http://i50.tinypic.com/20us7yq.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-3444390695117407988?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/3444390695117407988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/previous-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3444390695117407988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3444390695117407988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/previous-you.html' title='previous YOU...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.tinypic.com/20us7yq_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-8528928351622968609</id><published>2010-01-11T23:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:01:33.370-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>LOVE leaves...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2hdcols.jpg"&gt;&lt;div 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leaves...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/2hdcols_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-8758597941795377285</id><published>2010-01-11T23:00:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:00:52.218-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>those raindrops fall...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img 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fall...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/t9a2j5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-7890022108065278864</id><published>2010-01-11T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:00:05.462-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>YOU DO :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/72ahy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;div 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:('/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/72ahy1_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-395492331041317247</id><published>2010-01-11T22:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:59:24.413-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>when i cheat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/10h54lt.jpg"&gt;&lt;div 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cheat...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/10h54lt_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-287672103301506888</id><published>2010-01-11T22:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:58:32.993-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>they dont care anymore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/23kwxtc.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-287672103301506888?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/287672103301506888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/they-dont-care-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/287672103301506888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/287672103301506888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/they-dont-care-anymore.html' title='they dont care 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title='WAITING'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/r2u4xt_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-7423381249288240407</id><published>2010-01-11T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:56:02.748-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>broke me</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/35j9elc.jpg"&gt;&lt;div 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me'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/35j9elc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-3730570795775534380</id><published>2010-01-11T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:55:17.492-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>if everybody deserves a second chance...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/ke9jco.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-3730570795775534380?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/3730570795775534380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-everybody-deserves-second-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3730570795775534380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3730570795775534380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-everybody-deserves-second-chance.html' title='if everybody deserves a second chance...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/ke9jco_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-141190028943043375</id><published>2010-01-11T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:54:05.561-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>willing to do that much for them...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2e4mgau.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-141190028943043375?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/141190028943043375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/willing-to-do-that-much-for-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/141190028943043375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/141190028943043375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/willing-to-do-that-much-for-them.html' title='willing to do that much for them...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/2e4mgau_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-8937122161137934983</id><published>2010-01-11T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:53:12.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>make you lose...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/dmqu60.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-8937122161137934983?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/8937122161137934983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/make-you-lose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/8937122161137934983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/8937122161137934983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/make-you-lose.html' title='make you lose...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/dmqu60_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-4023602900379567002</id><published>2010-01-11T22:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:45:28.890-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>DESTINY</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/i2suox.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-4023602900379567002?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/4023602900379567002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/destiny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/4023602900379567002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/4023602900379567002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/destiny.html' title='DESTINY'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/i2suox_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-7414421113112919237</id><published>2010-01-11T22:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:43:38.424-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>people learn to lie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2dk09oy.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-7414421113112919237?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/7414421113112919237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/people-learn-to-lie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7414421113112919237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7414421113112919237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/people-learn-to-lie.html' title='people learn to lie...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/2dk09oy_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-7330063541843526613</id><published>2010-01-11T22:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:41:49.270-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>Please don't lie to me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img 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me...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/mt5c92_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-4865657093585563393</id><published>2010-01-11T22:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:39:52.168-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>be careful on dropping things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/2ir1x1t.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-4865657093585563393?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/4865657093585563393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/be-careful-on-dropping-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/4865657093585563393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/4865657093585563393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/be-careful-on-dropping-things.html' title='be careful on dropping things...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.tinypic.com/2ir1x1t_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-1110732705640045105</id><published>2010-01-11T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:37:02.078-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>...than LOSING THEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2rw9ifo.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-1110732705640045105?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/1110732705640045105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/than-losing-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/1110732705640045105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/1110732705640045105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/than-losing-them.html' title='...than LOSING THEM'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/2rw9ifo_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-1796341306668044133</id><published>2010-01-11T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:31:34.791-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>BROKEN INSIDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I always pretend to be happy,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;talking a lot and laughing out loud&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;so that nobody would know&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;what is really inside me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But at the end of the day,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I always find myself all alone,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;encountering the crucial truth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; that i am too &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;BROKEN INSIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and that not even a million&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;laughter can take it away.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Falling in love with your bestfriend .&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
2. Falling in love with someone in love with your&lt;br /&gt;
bestfriend .&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
3. Loving someone too much it hurts .&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
4. &lt;b&gt;Choosing to let go of someone you love so&lt;br /&gt;
much because it’s the only right thing to do .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
5. It takes time to have the one you LOVE, but just&lt;br /&gt;
a second to lose it forever, LOVE is bliss until it’s&lt;br /&gt;
gone .&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
6. Belonging to someone else when the right one&lt;br /&gt;
comes along .&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
7. Falling in love with someone who belongs to&lt;br /&gt;
someone else .&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
8. Choosing between friendship and a relationship .&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
9. Pretending to be NOT IN LOVE with someone&lt;br /&gt;
when you’re actually dying to tell him/her that you&lt;br /&gt;
are .&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
10. Admitting to be in love with a friend despite&lt;br /&gt;
his/her imperfections .&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;11. Realizing that the more you to try to forget, the&lt;br /&gt;
more you try to fight the feeling, you just find&lt;br /&gt;
yourself falling in love even more .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
12. Letting go of someone; and then realizing you&lt;br /&gt;
will never find another one like him/her .&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
13. After so many years of being together, you find&lt;br /&gt;
out one day you’re not in love anymore..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
14. Trying to hide your feelings from someone only&lt;br /&gt;
to find out later that he/she loves you back and&lt;br /&gt;
then you realize your chance has already passed .&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;15. The HARDEST thing about falling in love is&lt;br /&gt;
believing it exists after love has failed you time and&lt;br /&gt;
time again .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-3817462529495340262?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/3817462529495340262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/hardest-things-in-falling-inlove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3817462529495340262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3817462529495340262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/hardest-things-in-falling-inlove.html' title='Hardest Things in Falling Inlove'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-3742046347794643119</id><published>2010-01-03T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:53:22.063-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR MEN AND WOMEN'/><title type='text'>Twelve Types of Guys</title><content type='html'>1. &lt;b&gt;MR. FOREIGN GUY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Advantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. He comes from a faraway exotic country&lt;br /&gt;
b. Fun and exciting or a unique way of seeing the world&lt;br /&gt;
c. mysterious &lt;i&gt;je ne sais quoi&lt;/i&gt; that allures you&lt;br /&gt;
d. Has your back, will fight and protect you&lt;br /&gt;
e. his accent&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. Usually drinks and smokes too much&lt;br /&gt;
b. Won’t be around for that long&lt;br /&gt;
c. Foreign men are very demanding, it’s in their nature; they are best left to deal with foreign women.&lt;br /&gt;
d. his accent&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
2. &lt;b&gt;MR. SOCIAL BUM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Advantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. He’s always the life of the party&lt;br /&gt;
b. You’ll laugh a lot and learn how to go with the flow and let things slide&lt;br /&gt;
c. He will always make you laugh&lt;br /&gt;
d. He’s spontaneous and you’ll never get bored&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. He loves to be the center of attention&lt;br /&gt;
b. He has to be at every single party&lt;br /&gt;
c. When you meet, he tells you of his goals in life and the steps he’s taking to achieve them. But several months pass, and he’s still on the exact same step as when you met him&lt;br /&gt;
d. You stay in the relationship longer and then find out he’s actually Mr. My Name Is Dick, I Am Unemployed and I Live with My Parents.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
3. &lt;b&gt;MR. METRO &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Advantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. Can get you and your friends on the guest list at all the parties and all the hookups &lt;br /&gt;
b. He’s spontaneous and lives for the moment &lt;br /&gt;
c. He dresses nice all the time with perfect hair &lt;br /&gt;
d. He knows how to look good in pictures &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. You don’t know if he`s gay, straight or bi&lt;br /&gt;
b. Seems flighty when you speak of a solid commitment, they’re not interested in you, except for what you provide for them.&lt;br /&gt;
c. He’s unable to compliment you because he’s too busy asking how he looks&lt;br /&gt;
d. Women first discovered their reflection in Roman times by looking in the still water of a pond, thus we lay our claim to the mirror. Mirrors are for women&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
4. &lt;b&gt;MR. BOSS &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Advantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. He looks like he came out of a GQ magazine &lt;br /&gt;
b. He has a lifetime of experience to share which will likely keep you on your toes&lt;br /&gt;
c. He is assertive in public, and gives off an aura of power and control&lt;br /&gt;
d. He’ll show you how to see life in a different way&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. He has a huge ego and he’s condescending.&lt;br /&gt;
b. He’s used to bossing people around, and you’re not an exception &lt;br /&gt;
d. He comes home at 3:00 am and says he was out with his company&lt;br /&gt;
e. He probably has a crazy ex-wife, and two kids of whom he’s trying to get custody - but she won’t let them go, not because she loves them, but because they’re her controlling force to make his life miserable for not wanting her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
5. &lt;b&gt;MR. FIX IT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Advantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. Everything breaks, and he’s there to fix it&lt;br /&gt;
b. He comes in every shape, size and educational background&lt;br /&gt;
c. He always has to stay busy. They are inherently hard workers.&lt;br /&gt;
d. He is responsible, organized, and loyal. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. His favorite pastime is correcting you&lt;br /&gt;
b. Their favorite saying is, “Well, that’s not how I would do it.”&lt;br /&gt;
c. You try living with someone who always thinks he’s right! And the real sick part is 99 times out of 100, he is.&lt;br /&gt;
d. When or if he runs out of things to fix in his own life, he tends to poke around in the lives of others to pull out his “tool kit”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
6. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MR. WOMANIZER/CASANOVA &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Advantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. He will take you out in the beginning and charm you like no other&lt;br /&gt;
b. Constantly brings you flowers and chocolate and lighting candles during dinner&lt;br /&gt;
c. Compliments you all the time&lt;br /&gt;
d. He is a pro at wining and dining. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. Once he attaches himself, flattery and humor can be used to manipulate&lt;br /&gt;
b. When you try to tell others what you’re experiencing later on, they often don’t believe “such a great guy” could do such a bad thing&lt;br /&gt;
c. Once you catch on to his charming façade, it can be maddening to see him charm the pants off of others.&lt;br /&gt;
d. These men are a lot like fast food; they are convenient and tasty at first but you can’t have a steady diet of them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
7. &lt;b&gt;MR. TOO NICE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Advantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. He holds open the door for you, pulls out your chair, and treats you like a queen&lt;br /&gt;
b. He always asks you out with reasonable notice and picks you up at your door&lt;br /&gt;
c. He will do anything for you, literally. &lt;br /&gt;
d. He’s extremely attentive, catering to your every need and desire&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. He’s too predictable and has no opinion, everything you say he has to agree with.&lt;br /&gt;
b. He’s too passive&lt;br /&gt;
c. He won’t stay a nice guy forever; if he gets hurt by a man-eater, he’ll resort to becoming #10&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
8. &lt;b&gt;MR. INTELLECTUAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Advantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. He instigates conversations that are intellectually stimulating and listens to what you have to say in response&lt;br /&gt;
b. He makes you laugh with his clever sense of humor &lt;br /&gt;
c. These men have money or prestige or power, or all three, which makes them look very good from the outside&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. He tends to use mind games as tools of control that go completely unnoticed by others, who are too busy admiring his new car&lt;br /&gt;
b. Usually intellectual men are judgmental and see if you can match up to them&lt;br /&gt;
c. When he takes a woman out, he makes her feel like she’s in debate class rather than on a date&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
9. &lt;b&gt;MR. ROMANTIC &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Advantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. When you meet, everything about him makes you swoon&lt;br /&gt;
b. He’s just the kind of man you’d love to flaunt, making all your girlfriends, and even the girls you don’t know, jealous. And you get treated like a princess&lt;br /&gt;
c. He’s everything you could hope for in a man&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. They will come on strong but lose momentum in the long haul as the reality of a relationship sets in&lt;br /&gt;
b. You always feel like you’re competing for his attention with everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;
c. He’s always on the lookout for a better catch.&lt;br /&gt;
d. As soon as things become rocky, he jets.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
10. &lt;b&gt;MR. BAD BOY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Advantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. Will tell you the truth - that you`re not the only one&lt;br /&gt;
b. Goes where the wind takes him, and the wind usually takes him on some kind of awesome adventure &lt;br /&gt;
c. The bad boy spirit adds an element of youthfulness to the relationship and you’ll love to try taming him - although you knows you’ll never actually succeed.&lt;br /&gt;
d. Every woman wants a bit of a rebel (within reason, of course)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. He doesn`t acknowledge you in public, especially if there’s women around&lt;br /&gt;
b. Generally he is a punk (won`t stand up for anything)&lt;br /&gt;
c. They contradict themselves in the same sentence, and characteristically have an indirect and inappropriate way of expressing hostility that’s hidden under the guises of innocence&lt;br /&gt;
d. He will habitually send mixed messages in order to string you along.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
11. &lt;b&gt;MR. BEST FRIEND&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Advantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. He`s your best friend, you tell each other everything; you get along very, very well&lt;br /&gt;
b. He’ll give you advice when you and your man are having problems and fights&lt;br /&gt;
c. He’s genuinely glad to see you and interested in hearing about your day.&lt;br /&gt;
d. Sweet and caring with a good sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. You don’t want to ruin such a great friendship so you don’t even attempt anything &lt;br /&gt;
b. If you end up finding out that he likes you, things become awkward for you both.&lt;br /&gt;
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12. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MR. RIGHT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Advantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. He’s handsome and intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;
b. He is intellectual, brilliant, and capable of taking you there mentally and emotionally&lt;br /&gt;
c. He will love you even when you are not lovable&lt;br /&gt;
d. He says all the right things at all the right times.&lt;br /&gt;
e. He acknowledges his faults and strives to be a better man&lt;br /&gt;
f. He understands a relationship is built on a 200% quota - 100% him and 100% you&lt;br /&gt;
g. He’s the kind of man who appreciates you, even for the little things. &lt;br /&gt;
h. He is a true best friend and everything you ever wanted in a man&lt;br /&gt;
i. He’ll buy you flowers and sentimental cards, just because. &lt;br /&gt;
j. He can dress - knows the difference between formal, semi-formal, professional, business casual, casual&lt;br /&gt;
h. He loves his mother&lt;br /&gt;
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Disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;
a. Only found in old school Disney movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-3742046347794643119?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/3742046347794643119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/twelve-types-of-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3742046347794643119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3742046347794643119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/twelve-types-of-guys.html' title='Twelve Types of Guys'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-5342961852973613912</id><published>2010-01-03T22:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:36:37.917-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR MEN AND WOMEN'/><title type='text'>Facebook neighborhood. Which one are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;1. The Chronic Quiz-Taker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Every time you log in, you learn a new tidbit about her—that she would be Coffee Crumble if she were an ice cream flavor (because she’s sweet, perky, and a bit nutty), that she was a lady-in-waiting in her past life, and that her dream guy is most like Ted Mosby of How I Met Your Mother. This friend either suffers from an identity crisis or simply has way too much time on her hands.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. The Jetsetter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Greetings from Rome! I just checked into my hotel in Tokyo! I just spotted Zanessa in LA! Sure, it’s cool that she travels a lot, but then she starts giving you her itinerary down to the last insignificant detail (oh really, you’re having lunch at noon?). And then she starts posting updates in a foreign language and everyone clicks “like” because it’s the cool thing to do. Do people even understand what she’s saying?&lt;br /&gt;
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3. The Txt Spkr&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His updates read like hieroglyphics: Jst hd brkfst. M 2 lzy 2 go 2 d gym ryt nw. Or worse: Pgod n poh aq. Cnfusd yt? This person needs to be introduced to vowels and a spelling teacher, fast.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;4. The Farmer, The Typist, or The Mafia Warrior&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He just harvested his tomatoes and cabbage. Congratulations are in order, because he is now an alien. He would like you to join his gang, please. The rise in popularity of these FB applications is directly proportional to the decline in productivity in the workplace, and eventually leads to an inability to live a normal life. If you know these people, and you care enough to save them from their crippling addiction, do convince them to get some help. Their future is in your hands.&lt;br /&gt;
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5. The Emo Kid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Her driver is 10 minutes late and she is sooo pissed. Her dad wouldn’t give her money for her Friday night gimik. Her black polish-painted nails are chipped. Her hair won’t behave today. Her tummy hurts. You can’t remember an update where she didn’t complain about anything. This is a social networking site, not confessions of a teenage drama queen.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;6. The Lyrics-Quoter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Closely related to The Emo Kid, except he uses whiny song lyrics to get his point across. Most of these quotes are questions that nobody is really expected to answer: Do you love me still, or do you just mean well? How am I supposed to live without you now that I’ve been loving you so long? Am I your fire, your one desire?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;7. The Significant Other&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Guilty of committing the online equivalent of PDA, The S.O. is incapable of posting anything—status messages, photos, videos, comments—that does not refer to the object of his affection. In the event of a relationship milestone, a major fight, or a (gasp!) breakup, he may transform into The Emo Kid or The Lyrics-Quoter. Also, in the event of a (gasp!) breakup, he will immediately change his status to “single,” complete with that sad little sympathy-seeking broken heart icon, which will prompt friends to ask what went wrong and assure him that things are going to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
8. The Compulsive Tagger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You know how some photos should not, under any circumstances, be uploaded? The Compulsive Tagger does not understand this unspoken rule. Not only will she dutifully upload pictures of your wild drunken night, she will also tag you in each and every one of them, including the ones where you’re hugging the toilet and the ones where your mouth is open wide enough to accommodate a speeding train. She will also tag you in videos, illustrations, and notes that have absolutely nothing to do with you.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;9. The Chatterbox&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
“Hey, what’s up?” he asks, the second you log in. He is always online, always available, and never easy to get rid of. When you say, “I’ll be right back,” he will wait. And wait. And wait. And then he will ask again, “Hey, what’s up?” He is the reason why you wish Facebook had an invisible option. Or at the very least, a busy mode—not that he’s bound to take the hint.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;10. The Friend Who’s Not Exactly A Friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You have no idea at all who this guy is, but you got “dyahe” and accepted his friend request because you apparently have 152 mutual friends. He comments on your updates, “likes” your photos, and even does a bit of Wall-flirting, but you still can’t seem to figure out how he fits into your life. Someday, you will finally muster the courage to delete him from your friends list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-5342961852973613912?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/5342961852973613912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/facebook-neighborhood-which-one-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5342961852973613912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5342961852973613912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/facebook-neighborhood-which-one-are-you.html' title='Facebook neighborhood. Which one are you?'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-5824469510474618125</id><published>2010-01-03T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:32:26.874-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR MEN AND WOMEN'/><title type='text'>Words Women Use and What They Really Mean:</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt;Fine&lt;/b&gt; - This is the word women use to end an argument when they feel they are right and you need to shut up. Never use “fine” to describe how a woman looks - this will cause you to have one of those arguments.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt;Five Minutes&lt;/b&gt; - This is half an hour. It is equivalent to the five minutes that your football game is going to last before you take out the rubbish, so it’s an even trade. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt;Nothing&lt;/b&gt; - This means “something”, and you should be on your toes. “Nothing” is usually used to describe the feeling a woman has of wanting to turn you inside out, upside down, and backwards. “Nothing” usually signifies an argument that will last “Five Minutes” and end with “Fine”.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt;Go Ahead&lt;/b&gt; - At some point in the near future, you are going to be in some mighty big trouble.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt;Go Ahead (With Raised Eyebrows)&lt;/b&gt; - This is a dare. One that will result in a woman getting upset over “Nothing” and will end with the word “Fine”.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt;Go Ahead (Neutral Expression)&lt;/b&gt; - This means “I give up” or “do what you want because I don’t care” You will get a “Raised Eyebrow Go Ahead” in just a few minutes, followed by “Nothing” and “Fine” and she will talk to you in about “Five Minutes” when she cools off.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt;Loud Sigh&lt;/b&gt; - This is not actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A “Loud Sigh” means she thinks you are an idiot at that moment, and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you over “Nothing”.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt;Soft Sigh&lt;/b&gt; - Again, not a word, but a non-verbal statement. “Soft Sighs” mean that she is content. Your best bet is to not move or breathe, and she will stay content. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt;That’s Okay&lt;/b&gt; - This is one of the most dangerous statements that a woman can make to a man. “That’s Okay” means that she wants to think long and hard before paying you back for whatever it is that you have done. “That’s Okay” is often used with the word “Fine” and in conjunction with a “Raised Eyebrow”.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt;Please Do&lt;/b&gt; - This is not a statement, it is an offer. A woman is giving you the chance to come up with whatever excuse or reason you have for doing whatever it is that you have done. You have a fair chance with the truth, so be careful and you shouldn’t get a “That’s Okay”.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt;Thanks&lt;/b&gt; - A woman is thanking you. Do not faint. Just say you’re welcome.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt;Thanks A Lot&lt;/b&gt; - This is much different from “Thanks.” A woman will say, “Thanks A Lot” when she is really ticked off at you. It signifies that you have offended her in some callous way, and will be followed by the “Loud Sigh.” Be careful not to ask what is wrong after the “Loud Sigh,” as she will only tell you “Nothing”.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-5824469510474618125?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/5824469510474618125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/words-women-use-and-what-they-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5824469510474618125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5824469510474618125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/words-women-use-and-what-they-really.html' title='Words Women Use and What They Really Mean:'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-2048548299243469330</id><published>2010-01-03T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T02:14:26.183-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR MEN AND WOMEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABOUT LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>LOVE IS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Love is how when he touches me I become weak.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Love is when he stops what he’s doing so he can look over at me and smile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Love is when he knocks into me just to see me smile back at him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;It’s when I can’t be angry with him longer than 10 seconds.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;It’s the feeling I get whenever I think about him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;And knows that he gets that feeling too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;It’s when I can feel him stare at me from across the room.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Its when he listens to everything I have to say even if he doesn’t care.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;It’s when he jokingly tells me he loves me but really does mean it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Love is when he sits beside me when there are 10 other available seats.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Love is when he sits beside me when there are 10 other available girls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Love is when I prefer blue eyes but could settle with brown.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Love is how nobody ever makes me the feel the way he does.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;When he offers me his coat even if it means he would freeze.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;When he says he’ll never leave me. When he sticks up for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;When he offers up his seat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;When he sits in my lap just to get a laugh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Love is when I can remember everything he has ever said or did.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Love is when I couldn’t possibly stop the feelings I have for him even though I have tried so hard.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Love is when he keeps coming back because neither of us can get enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Its when he would never be out of line with me or hurt my feelings intentionally.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Love is him and me… just him and me.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-2048548299243469330?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/2048548299243469330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2048548299243469330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2048548299243469330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-is.html' title='LOVE IS...'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-2812632068751657011</id><published>2010-01-03T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T01:53:26.575-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR MEN AND WOMEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABOUT LOVE'/><title type='text'>60 Things Guys MUST know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Don’t think that just because you didn’t tell us we are never going to find out.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Our friends know EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. EVERYTHING said to our friends will be told to us. Garranteed.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. No matter what we say, we hate your ex-girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;
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5. We check our phones every hour to see if you have replied to our texts, then worry if you haven’t.&lt;br /&gt;
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6. The fact you might leave us for another girl keeps us up at night.&lt;br /&gt;
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7. When we’re not talking to you on MSN, we’re actually waiting for you to talk to us (in a non-snobby way, we want to see if you still care enough to talk to us).&lt;br /&gt;
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8. When we act sad, we want you to hug us.&lt;br /&gt;
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9. Our favourite part of the MSN convo is at the end when you say good bye, because that’s the part you say you love us.&lt;br /&gt;
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10. We actually freak out on what to do during holidays like Valentines Day.&lt;br /&gt;
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11. We don’t care what our friends think of you, but we do care what your friends think of us.&lt;br /&gt;
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12. Yes, you might be the reason we failed that Maths test.&lt;br /&gt;
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13. We are very, very scared of scaring you away.&lt;br /&gt;
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14. We don’t care about what we talk about, just as long as we have your attention for a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;
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15. Of course, we do believe the crap we read in magazines.&lt;br /&gt;
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16. We have mood swings. Get over it.&lt;br /&gt;
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17. Everytime you’re around other girls, we worry they are better than us.&lt;br /&gt;
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18. We don’t want to hear how cool your ex-girlfriend/neighbour/best gal friend is.&lt;br /&gt;
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19. Movies like ‘He’s Just Not That Into You’ depress us.&lt;br /&gt;
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20. We will move mountains on our timetable if it means seeing you.&lt;br /&gt;
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21. We compare every other guy to you, and you always come out best.&lt;br /&gt;
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22. We hate it when you go to discos without us.&lt;br /&gt;
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23. We hate feeling as if we are like any other girl.&lt;br /&gt;
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24. Don’t brag about other girls liking you, it just makes us insecure.&lt;br /&gt;
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25. When we say everything is ‘fine’, it generally means everything is absolutely horrible and we are on the brink of falling to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;
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26. Don’t just say ‘ok’ when we say we don’t want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;
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27. If you want to know something about us, ask our best friend.&lt;br /&gt;
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28. If you do not hug us, we will not kiss you.&lt;br /&gt;
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29. We think you are the best guy in the world.&lt;br /&gt;
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30. We.Will.Kill.You.If.We.See.You.Slow.Dancing.With.Another.Girl.Without.Telling.Us.&lt;br /&gt;
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31. We really do want you to stick up for us.&lt;br /&gt;
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32. Compliments. We love them.&lt;br /&gt;
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33. Be on time. We will think you don’t care if you’re not on time at a certain place.&lt;br /&gt;
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34. Whether you say (L) or luv or love does matter.&lt;br /&gt;
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35. We don’t care if you couldn’t come on that date because of the most embarrassing reason in the world, just don’t lie to us.&lt;br /&gt;
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36. We like cuddling up to you so let us.&lt;br /&gt;
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37. Silent Treatment + Short Answers + Not Smiling or Laughing + Evil Looks = YOU DID SOMETHING WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;
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38. You will be classed in our ‘Hate’ list if you forget our birthday.&lt;br /&gt;
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39. Do not ask what’s wrong. We’ll never tell you we just want you to cuddle us.&lt;br /&gt;
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40. You need to tell us what you think of us, we don’t make assumptions (apart from ‘OMG HE’S GONE OFF ME HASN’T HE?!’)&lt;br /&gt;
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41. Telling us that we are pretty will mean absolute LOADS.&lt;br /&gt;
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42. Do not make fun of us unless we are in a good mood. As insecure as girls go, we take these things very seriously.&lt;br /&gt;
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43. If you do end up doing Number 42, you just have to hope we aren’t in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;
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44. Saying something sweet MIGHT get you off the hook. Doing something sweet will ALWAYS get you off the hook.&lt;br /&gt;
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45. We never forget things. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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46. We over-analyze everything.&lt;br /&gt;
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47. We over-react to everything.&lt;br /&gt;
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48. When we are mad at you, we aren’t actually mad at you we just want you to apologize so we can start showing we like you again.&lt;br /&gt;
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49. Please don’t stand 384931491329403 feet away from us. Even if we are scary.&lt;br /&gt;
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50. Please acknowledge that when we are online when you sign in, we probably have waited ages for you to come online so please make it worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;
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51. We do not care if 50&amp;nbsp;000 other guys declared their love for us if you never do it none of it matters.&lt;br /&gt;
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52. We don’t like being used.&lt;br /&gt;
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53. We like it when you do un-expected nice things.&lt;br /&gt;
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54. We usually don’t let just any guy make us cry, so if you make us cry, damnnn you must have done something bad…&lt;br /&gt;
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55. This is the way it works: You don’t give us any attention, we dump you. It is NOT: You don’t give us any attention, we chase after you. Deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;
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56. We like it when you are protective of us. It makes us feel special.&lt;br /&gt;
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57. Unless she is a moronic idiot, a girl who truly loves you will love you for a long, long time.&lt;br /&gt;
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58. When we come back from a holiday and brag about how awesome it was, during the entire time there we were probably thinking about you. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;
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59. No matter where we are or what we are doing, we really want you to hold our hand.&lt;br /&gt;
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60. And please for the love of god shut up about how fit other girls are. You know we like you and the fact you do this despite you knowing how we feel is just evil.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-2812632068751657011?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/2812632068751657011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/60-things-guys-must-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2812632068751657011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2812632068751657011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2010/01/60-things-guys-must-know.html' title='60 Things Guys MUST know.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-972477869350264948</id><published>2009-12-30T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T06:23:11.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>I GAVE UP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SztiG4l0hXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/AAPlafY6ygE/s1600-h/tumblr_kuftt4tf2l1qa1fbpo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SztiG4l0hXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/AAPlafY6ygE/s400/tumblr_kuftt4tf2l1qa1fbpo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-972477869350264948?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/972477869350264948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-gave-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/972477869350264948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/972477869350264948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-gave-up.html' title='I GAVE UP.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SztiG4l0hXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/AAPlafY6ygE/s72-c/tumblr_kuftt4tf2l1qa1fbpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-6916409331370355243</id><published>2009-12-30T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T06:18:47.137-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR MEN AND WOMEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABOUT LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>...even if boys don't deserve it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When girls fall, they fall so deep.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They love more than boys can love them,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;they give more than boys can give.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Boys are dying to be with them during courtship.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But girls would die just to keep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and be with them in the relationship.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is why tears fall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;even if boys don't deserve it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-6916409331370355243?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/6916409331370355243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/even-if-boys-dont-deserve-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6916409331370355243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6916409331370355243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/even-if-boys-dont-deserve-it.html' title='...even if boys don&apos;t deserve it.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/av52zr_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-395910641855615731</id><published>2009-12-30T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T05:59:10.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABOUT LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>UNSTOPPABLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Falling for him once: Temptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #e06666;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt; Falling for him twice: Destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #e06666;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt; Getting your heart broken: A Mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #e06666;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt; Letting it happen again: Unstoppable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/kf39na.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-395910641855615731?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/395910641855615731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/unstoppable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/395910641855615731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/395910641855615731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/unstoppable.html' title='UNSTOPPABLE'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/kf39na_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-2844368230629706655</id><published>2009-12-30T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T05:37:02.559-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUNNY'/><title type='text'>MULTO DAW :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/28u0gtc.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-2844368230629706655?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/2844368230629706655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/multo-daw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2844368230629706655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2844368230629706655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/multo-daw.html' title='MULTO DAW :)'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.tinypic.com/28u0gtc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-844699587239513110</id><published>2009-12-30T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T05:26:12.442-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR MEN AND WOMEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABOUT LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>SAME GUY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img height="161" src="http://i45.tinypic.com/eheu82.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-844699587239513110?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/844699587239513110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/same-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/844699587239513110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/844699587239513110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/same-guy.html' title='SAME GUY'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/eheu82_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-2415852849808162302</id><published>2009-12-29T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:23:53.500-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>SAD QUOTE :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;I think the saddest part&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;is that we always seem to give&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;the best of our hearts uncritically&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;to those who hardly think&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;about us in return.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/331ofb4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-2415852849808162302?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/2415852849808162302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/sad-quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2415852849808162302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2415852849808162302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/sad-quote.html' title='SAD QUOTE :&apos;('/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/331ofb4_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-2761425818319592508</id><published>2009-12-29T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:16:20.291-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>I don’t miss the way you never looked at me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;h3 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;You know I used to spend, everyday,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;thinking and dreaming about you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;And everytime you walked by,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;I would lose myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;Do you know what that feels like?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;And you couldn’t possibly know&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;what it feels like to have that one person,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;not have the same feelings about you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;Look, I’m sorry if you miss the way I looked at you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;But, I don’t miss the way you never looked at me.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/33xbyv5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-2761425818319592508?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/2761425818319592508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-miss-way-you-never-looked-at-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2761425818319592508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/2761425818319592508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-miss-way-you-never-looked-at-me.html' title='I don’t miss the way you never looked at me.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/33xbyv5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-5323485396710495404</id><published>2009-12-29T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:01:03.510-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>WAITING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We spend half our life sleeping, &lt;br /&gt;
but we spend our whole life waiting. &lt;br /&gt;
Waiting in lines, waiting for times, &lt;br /&gt;
waiting to be old enough, waiting for a call. &lt;br /&gt;
We’re always waiting. &lt;br /&gt;
We just dont always realize it. &lt;br /&gt;
Waiting for someone to say something, &lt;br /&gt;
waiting for them to notice you. &lt;br /&gt;
Constantly waiting for that one person, &lt;br /&gt;
and they have no idea you’re waiting for them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img alt="14jqd6p.jpg" src="http://i48.tinypic.com/14jqd6p.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-5323485396710495404?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/5323485396710495404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5323485396710495404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5323485396710495404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/waiting.html' title='WAITING'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/14jqd6p_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-1377932798638737707</id><published>2009-12-26T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T20:18:22.338-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOTOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>It's true :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="230" src="http://i45.tinypic.com/j66fcm.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-1377932798638737707?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/1377932798638737707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/1377932798638737707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/1377932798638737707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-true.html' title='It&apos;s true :&apos;('/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/j66fcm_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-8537626374078692963</id><published>2009-12-26T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T04:21:22.522-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>DREAMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;Dreams are always crushing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;when they don’t come true.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;But it’s the simple dreams that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;are often the most painful&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;because they seem so personal,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;so reasonable, so attainable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;You’re always close enough to touch,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;but never quite close enough to hold&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;and it’s enough to break your heart.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-8537626374078692963?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/8537626374078692963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/8537626374078692963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/8537626374078692963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/dreams.html' title='DREAMS'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-5781171533708503332</id><published>2009-12-26T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T04:18:57.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABOUT LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>...someone who cherishes you forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There are some people who meet&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;that somebody that they&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;can never stop loving,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;no matter how hard they try.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wouldn’t expect you to understand that,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;or even believe it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But trust me,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;there are some loves that don’t go away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And maybe that makes them crazy,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but we all should be lucky enough&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;to end up with somebody&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;who has a little of that insanity,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;someone who never lets go,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;someone who cherishes you forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-5781171533708503332?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/5781171533708503332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/someone-who-cherishes-you-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5781171533708503332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/5781171533708503332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/someone-who-cherishes-you-forever.html' title='...someone who cherishes you forever.'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-3509225510336516373</id><published>2009-12-26T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T04:10:32.192-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABOUT LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>FIRST TRUE LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Georgia, Arial" color="red"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
There’ll always be that first true love. &lt;br /&gt;
The one you first spent the night crying for. &lt;br /&gt;
The one that never really worked out &lt;br /&gt;
but you kept your hopes up too much. &lt;br /&gt;
The one who got away. &lt;br /&gt;
The one who taught you all you need to know about love. &lt;br /&gt;
And the one that until now, &lt;br /&gt;
is still the one you look back to &lt;br /&gt;
whenever you try to love again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/331ofb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/331ofb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/331ofb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/331ofb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-3509225510336516373?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/3509225510336516373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-true-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3509225510336516373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/3509225510336516373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-true-love.html' title='FIRST TRUE LOVE'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/331ofb4_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-7733768918226326688</id><published>2009-12-26T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T03:55:07.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABOUT LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUOTES'/><title type='text'>I like this boy,  who doesn't like me... :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Georgia, Arial" color="red"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I like him.. I like him so much, it kinda hurts.&lt;br /&gt;
The thing that hurts more is that &lt;br /&gt;
I know he doesn't like me back. &lt;br /&gt;
Even with this knowledge &lt;br /&gt;
I continue to keep him within my heart. &lt;br /&gt;
It's quite pathetic. &lt;br /&gt;
I'm not even sure if he's aware of &lt;br /&gt;
how I feel about him, &lt;br /&gt;
but I have a feeling he's totally clueless. &lt;br /&gt;
I wish you knew how I feel, &lt;br /&gt;
I wish you knew that I could be your one,&lt;br /&gt;
your only one. &lt;br /&gt;
I like this boy, &lt;br /&gt;
who doesn't like me.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/av52zr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/av52zr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/av52zr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/av52zr.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-7733768918226326688?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/7733768918226326688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-like-this-boy-who-doesnt-like-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7733768918226326688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7733768918226326688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-like-this-boy-who-doesnt-like-me.html' title='I like this boy,  who doesn&apos;t like me... :&apos;('/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/av52zr_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-7899164485643611459</id><published>2009-12-26T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T03:55:42.551-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUNNY'/><title type='text'>The Conyo-mandments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. Thou shall make gamit “make+pandiwa”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ex. “Let’s make pasok na to our class!”&lt;br /&gt;
“Wait lang! I’m making kain pa!”&lt;br /&gt;
“Come on na, we can’t make hintay anymore! It’s in Andrew pa, you know?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. Thou shall make kalat “noh”, “diba” and “eh” in your pangungusap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ex. “I don’t like to make lakad in the baha nga, no? Eh diba it’s like, so eew, diba?”&lt;br /&gt;
“What ba: stop nga being maarte noh?”&lt;br /&gt;
“Eh as if you want naman also, diba?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. When making describe a whatever, always say “It’s SO pang-uri!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ex. “It’s so malaki, you know, and so mainit!”&lt;br /&gt;
“I know right? So sarap nga, eh!”&lt;br /&gt;
“You’re making me inggit naman.. I’ll make bili nga my own burger.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
4. When you are lalaki, make parang punctuation “dude”, ‘tsong” or “pare”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ex. “Dude, ENGANAL is so hirap, pare.”&lt;br /&gt;
“I know, tsong, I got bagsak nga in quiz one, eh”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;5. Thou shall know you know? I know right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ex. “My bag is so bigat today, you know”&lt;br /&gt;
“I know, right! We have to make dala pa kasi the jumbo Physics book eh!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;6. Make gawa the plural of pangngalans like in English or Spanish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ex. “I have so many tigyawats, oh!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;7. Like, when you can make kaya, always use like. Like, I know right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ex. “Like, it’s so init naman!”&lt;br /&gt;
“Yah! The aircon, it’s, like sira!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;8. Make yourself feel so galing by translating the last word of your sentence, you know, your pangungusap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ex. “Kakainis naman in the LRT! How plenty tao, you know, people?”&lt;br /&gt;
“It’s so tight nga there, eh, you know, masikip?”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;9. Make gamit of plenty abbreviations, you know, daglat?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ex. “Like, OMG! It’s like traffic sa LRT”&lt;br /&gt;
“I know right? It’s so kaka!”&lt;br /&gt;
“Kaka?”&lt;br /&gt;
“Kakaasar!”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;10. Make gamit the pinakamaarte voice and pronunciation you have para full effect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ex. “I’m, like, making aral at the Arrhneo!”&lt;br /&gt;
“Me naman, I’m from Lazzahl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-7899164485643611459?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/7899164485643611459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/conyo-mandments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7899164485643611459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/7899164485643611459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/conyo-mandments.html' title='The Conyo-mandments'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-4278491653813029187</id><published>2009-12-07T22:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:35:56.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POEM'/><title type='text'>IT'S JUST A WORD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love is just a word&lt;br /&gt;
But means such a lot&lt;br /&gt;
I don't have anything&lt;br /&gt;
But I'll offer you all I've got&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Millions of people a day&lt;br /&gt;
Show how much they care&lt;br /&gt;
"You're the one for me&lt;br /&gt;
Break your heart? I wouldn't dare"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But within these millions&lt;br /&gt;
Who is telling a lie&lt;br /&gt;
Their feelings are completely fake&lt;br /&gt;
Their heart is one huge sigh&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Men and Women are just the same&lt;br /&gt;
With one thing on their mind&lt;br /&gt;
So  how can me be sure&lt;br /&gt;
Ours is one of a kind? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-4278491653813029187?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/4278491653813029187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-just-word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/4278491653813029187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/4278491653813029187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-just-word.html' title='IT&apos;S JUST A WORD'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-6062502822735083775</id><published>2009-12-07T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:30:01.860-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR MEN AND WOMEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABOUT LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESSAYS'/><title type='text'>I Want A Boy Who Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want a boy who will move the hair away from my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;and then kiss me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Who will hold my hand in line at the mall&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;and make all the girls jealous.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A pretty boy, but not so pretty that I feel awkward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A boy who thinks I'm b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A boy who will sing to me at random moments.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Who lets me sleep on his chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want a guy who will tell his mother I have beautiful eyes,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;a guy who will bring me orange juice when I'm sick,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;who writes songs about me because he doesn't&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; know any other way to tell me how he feels.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want a boy who is more goofy than romantic,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; but knows the right things to say at the right times.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want a boy who will call me 3 times a day if he went away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A boy who will apologize for calling too much,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;and no matter how many times I tell him its okay, he'd still do it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A boy who will let me gossip to him and&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;just smile and agree with everything I say.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A boy who will throw stuffed animals at me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;when I acted dumb and then jump on me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;and kiss me a million times.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want a boy who will write me notes in class,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;and give me flowers every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;for no real reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Who will bet kisses on who could beat who on at game.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Who makes fun of me just to make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A boy who will surprise me with 25 cent ring and&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;we could have contest of how far we can spit our gum.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Who will take me to the park,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;put his hands around my waist and&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;give me big bear hugs all the time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A boy who will kiss my neck,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;just to have a reason to tell me how much he loves my new perfume.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want a boy who, at night, who will dance in his pajamas with me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A boy who will take pictures in photo booths with me,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;someone who will never turn down a trip to the lake&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;and who will play tag on the beach with me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Who will tell all his friends about me and smile when he does it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A boy who could sit with me on the kitchen floor and eat sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Who will make out with me in the pouring rain and&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;will tell me when he doesn't think something looks good.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want a boy who would try to teach me how to play the guitar,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;even if we just end up laughing at each other.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want a boy who will run his fingers through my hair,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;share his lollipops with me, and get along with all of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Someone who would never be afraid to say I love you in front&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;of his friends and someone who would&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;argue with me about silly things just to make up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; I want a boy who will take me to Target to&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;just make fun of some of the stuff there.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Someone who will kiss me at midnight on New Years and&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;who will make funny faces at me when I'm on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want a boy who will count stars with me and be friends with my family.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want a boy who will stay home with me on a Friday night&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; just to help me make dinner and watch movies&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;together under the same blanket.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Someone who will squirt water guns at me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;in the house after I've got him soaked.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A boy who will tell me I'm b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l but not too often.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want a boy who looks me the eye and tell me something serious,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;that was also funny and make me promise not to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; A boy who could make me laugh like no one else can.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want a boy who will hold me closer than normal&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;when I'm sick, and would play with my hair.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;But mostly I want a boy who is my best friend&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;and will always be there for me. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-6062502822735083775?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/6062502822735083775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-boy-who-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6062502822735083775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6062502822735083775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-boy-who-will.html' title='I Want A Boy Who Will'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-6734239769159239011</id><published>2009-12-07T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:17:46.493-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR MEN AND WOMEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABOUT LOVE'/><title type='text'>WHAT I WANT IN A GUY :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who isn’t made up of excuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who wants to spend his time&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;alone with me, that doesn’t include sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who notices all the little&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;things and cares about the little things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who is willing to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;sometimes sacrifice and compromise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who isn’t chatting up&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;women every time I’m not around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who won’t cheat on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who isn’t a coward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who will talk problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; through before an argument occurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who is honest about&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;anything and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who is a gentleman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a real gentleman... not those that goes around saying they are&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;when it suits them then change back into a jerk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who is actually listening&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;to what I say instead of thinking&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;‘I just want to get laid…or wow boobies’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who will give me security.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy with a sense of humor….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;that doesn’t go too far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who thinks I’m worth&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;more than a fumble in the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who likes to cuddle,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;likes to be close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who makes me feel special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who can show what being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; in love is instead of just saying it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who for once will finally act&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;upon what he says and keep promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who will want to know&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;every little detail about me….instead of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;me just wanting to know all about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who is polite to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who is responsible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who will stick around once they’ve&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;had me and seen me in every way that I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who means what he says and isn’t&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;just saying it because he thinks that’s what I want to hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who will notice all the things I do&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;to make myself perfect for him so he won’t&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;be tempted to go elsewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who won’t let me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who can keep secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who doesn’t make every personal&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;aspect of our relationship public to all of his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who won’t run away from problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who won’t avoid me or push me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who for once doesn’t talk about&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;the future as if we’re going to break up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who will not get plastered around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; if he has learned this makes him a nasty bastard towards me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who will not constantly bring up his ex’s&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;from the past throughout the whole of the relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who will be there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who likes to make up after arguments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; instead of ignore the fact they happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who doesn’t take me for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who gives 100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who is himself..and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;doesn’t put on an act around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who will do something because&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;he wants to, not because I ask him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who is fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who isn’t sexist, prejudice,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;racist or narrow minded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who shows respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who doesn’t try to rub other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; women in your face to make you jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who doesn't go on about what his ideal woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; looks like to the point where you try to change yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who loves me, for who i am&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and everything about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who will let me love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who after being with him&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;for years is still into me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who makes love on occassion instead of just sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who cares about my day and asks me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;how i am and lets me know if he missed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a guy who stick with me through rough times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Was it a perfect guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-6734239769159239011?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/6734239769159239011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-i-want-in-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6734239769159239011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6734239769159239011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-i-want-in-guy.html' title='WHAT I WANT IN A GUY :)'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584889595961512672.post-6289101870411815166</id><published>2009-12-04T20:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T20:37:57.957-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDSTER'/><title type='text'>THE NEW FRIENDSTER :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Here's a screenshot of the new look of friendster :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/21ddsk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/osr2j6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/jujmmf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/jujmmf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/jujmmf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584889595961512672-6289101870411815166?l=babyberbz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/feeds/6289101870411815166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-friendster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6289101870411815166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/584889595961512672/posts/default/6289101870411815166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyberbz.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-friendster.html' title='THE NEW FRIENDSTER :)'/><author><name>Babyberbz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465454317347184607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E7SeOr5zlAQ/SvFmxduiG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/9KeXj6Oqi-k/S220/2_130540492l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/21ddsk_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
