tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70690482880367798542024-03-14T01:26:26.530-04:00A Lovely Love StoryLovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-30166559932495955842012-03-18T17:27:00.000-04:002012-03-18T17:27:04.202-04:00Viggle!Hey there! :) I thought I'd share a great new app I found. It's called Viggle, and it's probably my favorite app ever.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Basically, you get points for watching TV, and after you accumulate a certain amount of points, you get to cash them in for gift cards! You get extra points for watching featured shows, and if you watch live shows (like American Idol) you can play along with a live trivia game where you get extra points for every question you get right. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I was personally most excited about the Sephora eGift card. You need 14,000 points for a $10 gift card, which I accumulated in about a week. The thing is, I don't even watch that much TV. My little trick is that I check into the shows that offer the most points and either watch something else or turn off the TV all together. You don't need to actually be present for the whole show. I think this is a steal, if you ask me! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-48758093179721923692011-12-16T14:36:00.000-05:002011-12-16T14:36:38.284-05:00Oh, hey there! Long time, no see!It is Winter Break for me again and I have promised myself that I will pay more attention to my poor little blog! I just finished the fall semester of my junior year in college, so the work is only getting more intense. What kind of sucks for me is that I don't really have a main focus or theme of what I want my blog to be about. I can't seem to commit to any of my ideas! Hopefully you will be able to bear with me as I experiment with different ideas. :PLovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-76423808508614074812011-02-13T11:17:00.000-05:002011-02-13T11:17:19.197-05:00Cute Songs!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ceuRnKitRy8/TVgDPsNQnjI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6IQYLOS54Gw/s1600/wallpaper-348321.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ceuRnKitRy8/TVgDPsNQnjI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6IQYLOS54Gw/s320/wallpaper-348321.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> Over the past year, my boyfriend has made me cd's for special occasions. One was for my birthday, the next was before he left for college again this year, and the third was for Christmas. I decided to post the playlists here to give you guys some ideas if you're making someone special a cd, or if you just want to listen to cute songs about love! Also, we celebrated Valentine's Day last night, so an update on that will be up soon!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">For my birthday:</span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span">1.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Octopus’s Garden – The Beatles</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span">2.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">First Day of My Life – Bright Eyes</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span">3.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">You Have My Attention – Copeland</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span">4.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">How In the World – Family Force 5</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span">5.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Love Like Rockets – Angels and Airwaves</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span">6.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Beautiful Love – The Afters</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span">7.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Take Me With You – Secondhand Serenade </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span">8.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Corona and Lime – Shwayze</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span">9.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Love Song – Anberlin </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span">10.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">After Hours – We Are Scientists</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span">11.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">The Everglow – Mae</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span">12.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Watch Me Make You Hate Me – Call the Cops</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span">13.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Starálfur – Sigur Rós</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;"><br />
</span>Before going back to school: <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">1.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Must Have Done Something Right – Relient K</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">2.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">First Time – Family Force 5</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">3.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">A Jagged Gorgeous Winter – The Main Drag</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">4.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Love, Love, Love (Love, Love) – As Tall As Lions</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">5.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Love Cats – The Cure</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">6.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Warmth of the Sand – Dashboard Confessional</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">7.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">MFEO! Pt. 1 – Made for Each Other – Jack’s Mannequin<br />
Pt. 2 – You Can Breathe</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">8.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Oh, It is Love – Hellogoodbye</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">9.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Wagon Wheel – Old Crow Medicine Show</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">10.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">You and Me – Plain White T’s </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">11.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Love is a Fast Song – Copeland</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">12.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Time After Time – Quietdrive</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">13.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">A Dream for Us – The Appleseed Cast</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;"><br />
</span>For Christmas:<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">1.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">The Best Thing – Relient K</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">2.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">To The Woman – Tammany Hall NYC</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">3.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Ready and Waiting to Fall – Mae</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">4.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Oh Girl – Cut off Your Hands</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">5.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Everything I’m Looking For – The Dirty Heads</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">6.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Yellow – Coldplay </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">7.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Everything’s Magic – Angels and Airwaves</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">8.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Chemicals Collide – Boys Like Girls</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">9.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Overjoyed – Walking Ashland</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">10.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Sweet Disposition – The Temper Trap</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">11.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Abracadabra – Steve Miller Band</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">12.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">You’re the One – A Thorn for Every Heart</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">13.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Another Like You – Sean Fournier </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">14.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">Now Comes the Night – Rob Thomas</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">15.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Make Love – Daft Punk </span></span><o:p></o:p></span></div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-6204753911202195292011-02-10T13:04:00.000-05:002011-02-10T13:04:06.182-05:00Valentine's Day Outfit!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOjP5Wq1uSU/TVQnAlkbmtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/lInR2SUe3Zo/s1600/Image330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOjP5Wq1uSU/TVQnAlkbmtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/lInR2SUe3Zo/s320/Image330.jpg" width="206" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_pryyDPf_tk/TVQnFg1WzqI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wH5tqC39Eo0/s1600/Image363.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_pryyDPf_tk/TVQnFg1WzqI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wH5tqC39Eo0/s320/Image363.jpg" width="222" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My nail polish is OPI - Japanese Rose Garden :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> So I think I finally figured out what I'm going to wear for Valentine's Day! I'm not sure if we're going to celebrate it tomorrow or Saturday yet. Maybe we will celebrate both days, who knows :) I ended up getting my boyfriend these chocolates that he likes, some funny heart boxers that say "pucker up!" :P, some "love coupons" haha, and this tiny abridged version of "Romance For Dummies." It was mainly silly stuff but I also wrote him a beautiful love letter as well. Maybe I'll post the letter on here. I usually write him something thoughtful for special occasions. And I make copies of them for my personal reference to make sure I don't just repeat myself in every letter haha. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-58221729655438464042011-02-04T12:51:00.001-05:002011-02-04T12:52:01.087-05:00Two weeks without my lover<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TUw51XdNcHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Bzht2Q8yrsc/s1600/normal_babies+love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TUw51XdNcHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Bzht2Q8yrsc/s320/normal_babies+love.jpg" width="233" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><i><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; border-collapse: separate; color: black; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>Two weeks without my lover<br />
I'm in this boat alone<br />
Floating down a river named emotion<br />
Will I make it back to shore<br />
Or drift into the unknown</i></span></span></span></i></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="left"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; border-collapse: separate; color: black; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"> Sorry I haven't written anything in so long. The past few weeks have been crazy with snow, and a few days without power or sadly any internet. I've been spending a lot of my free time trying to complete my assignments for school. A lot of my teachers still made us e-mail them papers and such that were due since we've had so many days off of school due to the snow. Oh well.... Things have kind of been crazy with my life in general lately. So, I've also been trying to work on that lately as well. Everything should be back to normal soon though.</span></span></div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-90168573046678329042011-01-18T21:07:00.000-05:002011-01-18T21:07:01.311-05:0011:11<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TTYq1LYdKqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vHTY2FiK0Eg/s1600/avec.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="289" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TTYq1LYdKqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vHTY2FiK0Eg/s400/avec.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>11:11 comes twice a day, because everyone deserves a second chance.</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> I always make a wish at 11:11, who doesn't? It's something fun to do that my boyfriend and I do together twice a day. Even when we're apart, we always text each other to remember to make a wish! I find that it has enhanced my life in many ways. I'm not saying that the specific time of 11:11 has any specific power or anything; it just happens to be a time that catches people's eye. You could wish on any time you'd like and it would work the same way.<br />
The important thing is that you are taking time out of your day to make it clear in your mind something that you wish would happen. There's a lot that would surprise you about human psychology and the power of wishful thinking. By positive thinking, and having those feelings of optimism, it is much more likely that your "wishes" will come true. Also, by 11:11 coming twice a day, it is only strengthening its power. The two times occur morning and night, so these positive thoughts are the first things you are thinking when you wake up and the last things in your mind before you go to bed. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> I've always believed that visualization is the key to the manifestation of your desires. If you have never watched <a href="http://www.thesecret.tv/">The Secret</a>, I highly recommend that you do so. I promise it will enhance your life in one way or another. I have read many stories about people who have managed to "will" certain things to be; like the young boy with a brain tumor who every night imagined tiny little fighter jets in his head, blasting away at the cancer until it was gone, only to eventually find out the the tumor kept shrinking until it finally disappeared. Wishing on 11:11 is just a simplified version of that. Taking time out of your day to visualize what you want, and putting all of your positive energy into that thought. So, tonight, make sure you make a wish :)</div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-60222348608718550772011-01-17T21:11:00.002-05:002011-01-17T21:14:28.147-05:00Where's the beach?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TTT05VEZUwI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yLRuT6SzGXA/s1600/l47.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TTT05VEZUwI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yLRuT6SzGXA/s1600/l47.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">love builds up the broken wall</span></i></span></div><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and straightens the crooked path.</span></div><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">love keeps the stars in the firmament</span></div><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and imposes rhythm on the ocean tides</span></div><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">each of us is created of it</span></div><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and i suspect</span></div><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">each of us was created for it</span></div><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i> </i> Part of the reason why I picked this particular photo to post today is because I'm watching the Jersey Shore right now. Is that bad? haha. Do any of you watch that show? I find it highly entertaining, and I enjoy watching it with my boyfriend :) I actually asked if I could leave work early tonight so I could make it home in time for the show to start! </span></div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-89930913313167557572011-01-16T21:57:00.000-05:002011-01-16T21:57:49.192-05:00Promise you'll never forget me<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TTOuM_XnXEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kK8aFa0lZso/s1600/cute%252Cfriend%252Clove%252Cpromise%252Csilly%252Cwinnie%252Cthe%252Cpooh-dee5e07d749a1b665fcf93b677d6cda7_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="252" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TTOuM_XnXEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kK8aFa0lZso/s400/cute%252Cfriend%252Clove%252Cpromise%252Csilly%252Cwinnie%252Cthe%252Cpooh-dee5e07d749a1b665fcf93b677d6cda7_h.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I seemed to have forgotten that I had this blog, sowwy :( haha... I've been so caught up with school and such. Anyway, my boyfriend went back to school today, since winter break is officially over. I get to see him every weekend, which is considered quite often for some people. For me, it's still really hard to be without him all week long. Before he left I said, "please don't forget about me!" but I guess that was silly since I'll be seeing him soon enough. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 18px;">Spell your name without vowels:<br />
Drnn Gntl</span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 18px;"><br />
What is the date 2 days after your birthday?:<br />
June 6<br />
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How many pairs of jeans do you own:<br />
Only like 4 or 5<br />
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What color(s) do you wear most?:<br />
i feel like i wear all colors equally<br />
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Least favorite color?:<br />
orange<br />
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Last song you heard?:<br />
"tonight you belong to me"<br />
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What's for dinner tonite?:<br />
i had soup<br />
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Are you happy with your life right now?:<br />
yes, completely<br />
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Anyone ever said you resemble a celebrity:<br />
nope<br />
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In what state or country do you want to go to school in?:<br />
im already in school, and i dont really plan on transferring<br />
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Do you shop at stores like hollister, abercrombie and fitch and aeropostel:<br />
i used to a lot in middle school. over the summer i got a skirt and a dress from hollister though<br />
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How do you make money?:<br />
i work at a Claire's at my mall</span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-24687097208338205152010-12-22T11:14:00.000-05:002010-12-22T11:14:20.973-05:00Christmas love<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TRIjsd6bqBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/9VhOUp9LE7w/s1600/wah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="244" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TRIjsd6bqBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/9VhOUp9LE7w/s320/wah.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;">I really want to tell you<br />
Just how precious you are to me,<br />
My every thought of you<br />
Is as loving as can be<br />
</span><span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">My heart is totally filled with things<br />
That words alone can't say,<br />
This comes especially for you<br />
With love on Christmas Day.</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-27781110915774480842010-12-18T10:33:00.002-05:002010-12-18T10:33:22.236-05:00There's a special place<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TQzUKLI6fBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/mhIfEKtbYmc/s1600/19-New-York-City-Vintage-Engagement-Shoot-OMG-Im-Getting-Married-Wedding-Blog-450x275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="195" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TQzUKLI6fBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/mhIfEKtbYmc/s320/19-New-York-City-Vintage-Engagement-Shoot-OMG-Im-Getting-Married-Wedding-Blog-450x275.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>There's a special place in my heart that only you can touch -<br />
a place where I can go and feel you near.<br />
Throughout the day I think of you.<br />
I see your smile, hear your voice and in my thoughts you lovingly appear.<br />
The way we love each other makes it hard to be apart<br />
so when I can't hold you in my arms, I hold you in my heart.</i></span></span></div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-3103725555487912602010-12-15T21:27:00.002-05:002010-12-15T21:27:35.371-05:00Love is<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TQl430GNcaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/jNbcG2OCa68/s1600/Love_Is____by_circle__of__fire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TQl430GNcaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/jNbcG2OCa68/s320/Love_Is____by_circle__of__fire.jpg" width="296" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-28478160881222649502010-12-14T16:55:00.000-05:002010-12-14T16:55:25.426-05:00Fish in the sea<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TQfm8KPLp6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/A8EumCWjILY/s1600/xinsrc_1620204131416765115967.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="208" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TQfm8KPLp6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/A8EumCWjILY/s320/xinsrc_1620204131416765115967.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Even though there are a million fish in the sea, you're the only fish for me.</span></div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-33011720885186026102010-12-13T20:47:00.001-05:002010-12-13T20:47:50.132-05:00He will never forget how you made him feel<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TQbLCM1Ar3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/04PIedubfho/s1600/Maks-Love--Couple--kiss--lovers_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TQbLCM1Ar3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/04PIedubfho/s320/Maks-Love--Couple--kiss--lovers_large.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">"He may forget what you said, but he will never forget how you made him feel."<br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It's still amazing to me how I feel when we are around each other. Feelings of love, passion, desire, romance, and cuteness all in one. It's so hard to describe it sometimes. Knowing that I am yours and you are all mine, and we belong to each other and no one else... The feeling of one-ness we create when we are together. Like we are almost absorbed into each other. That amazing feeling that you can't describe in any other way except, we are so unified, it's as almost as we are the same person; just one person. Is that weird? I guess this is what people mean when they say, "you complete me," or, "you are my other half." That's how I feel right now. The only thing I am afraid of is if we ever break up. If he's my other half right now, then when he's gone, I wont be whole. I'll feel as if a part of me is missing. But that brings me to another quote that I try to remember: "never make someone your everything, because when they're gone, you'll have nothing." I don't like to be a downer, just realistic. But a girl can always dream, right? :) I can hold on to the beliefs that my lover and I will be together forever, and I will never have to feel alone again.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Sorry I haven't posted anything that interesting lately. Tomorrow is my last day of the semester [only two more finals to go!] so I've been pretty busy lately. The good news is that I have off for an entire month for winter break! </span></div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-15241932466850635712010-12-11T15:31:00.000-05:002010-12-11T15:31:32.801-05:00A dream to me<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TQPfV4W532I/AAAAAAAAAFM/YOodd2LxlzU/s1600/tumblr_lbgipzDQ4o1qdpsoso1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TQPfV4W532I/AAAAAAAAAFM/YOodd2LxlzU/s320/tumblr_lbgipzDQ4o1qdpsoso1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">"You know when you're in love when you cant fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams."</span></div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-20517613626914442102010-12-10T21:16:00.002-05:002010-12-10T21:16:47.756-05:00Those who love you<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TQLe7E7nzNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6leObYMfwgM/s1600/kids-love-too-kiss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TQLe7E7nzNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6leObYMfwgM/s320/kids-love-too-kiss.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; font-size: 14.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Those who love you are not fooled by mistakes you have made or dark images you hold about yourself. They remember your beauty when you feel ugly; your wholeness when you are broken; your innocence when you feel guilty; and your purpose when you are confused.</span></span></span></div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-83096047082449766652010-12-08T20:49:00.000-05:002010-12-08T20:49:43.433-05:00I Love You!<div style="text-align: center;"><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVQ4aLWLi8Q?fs=1&hl=en_US&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVQ4aLWLi8Q?fs=1&hl=en_US&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I thought this video was cute. It always seems to brighten my day! </span></div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-70655723827080681352010-12-07T23:01:00.000-05:002010-12-07T23:01:37.706-05:00Those who danced<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TP8C6IQFMqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/A2akYYcgO0g/s1600/l59.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TP8C6IQFMqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/A2akYYcgO0g/s320/l59.jpg" width="238" /></a></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Anyone can be passionate, but it takes real lovers to be silly.</span></div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-53341289766127963742010-12-06T14:31:00.002-05:002010-12-06T14:32:39.568-05:00My Lovely Love Story<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TP0x7QcoCLI/AAAAAAAAAE4/g1uJYagXvNE/s1600/girl%252Clove%252Cpeople%252Cvintage%252Ccouple%252Ctoes-73dbcc455e812c3a7f74d8a7014334d8_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="168" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TP0x7QcoCLI/AAAAAAAAAE4/g1uJYagXvNE/s320/girl%252Clove%252Cpeople%252Cvintage%252Ccouple%252Ctoes-73dbcc455e812c3a7f74d8a7014334d8_h.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></span> When reading my blog, or hearing anything I have to say about my boyfriend, or love, it may seem kind of sickening and maybe even boring. It may seem as though I had been blessed with a perfect life and that everything has just come so easy for me. You must know, it wasn't always this way. I faced my fair share of hard times and heartbreaking experiences. With my boyfriend, I almost feel as though I've been rewarded for spending so many years in misery. I have learned that everything happens for a reason; and even though you might not see that right away, eventually you will realize that everything just falls into place the way it's supposed to. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">So, here is my story…<br />
I met my first boyfriend when I was thirteen. All through middle school I suffered of depression because I was relentlessly made fun of every single day and for that I just hated myself. I had the lowest self esteem and only two close friends. I felt so ugly and unworthy of any guy ever liking me. I cried every single day and even contemplated suicide. It’s safe to say that I’d rather block out most of my middle school years. Then I met him [let’s call him Phil]. I felt as though Phil had changed my life. He liked me, he was genuinely interested in me, and that honestly blew my mind. He told me that there was no competition between me and other girls, because that’s how great I was. For the first time in my life, I felt pretty, I felt loved, and most of all I finally felt happiness. <br />
We were together off and on for most of high school. He was always the one to break up with me, because he’d be interested in other girls. I never once even thought about dating another guy, and I would just eagerly wait for the day that Phil came back. That day always came, without a doubt, but it wasn’t fair to me. It took me until my senior year in high school to realize that I was not in a normal relationship. All of my friends and family told me to just get over him, and move on, but it’s one of those things that I finally had to figure out for myself. I guess it was just hard for me to let go because he was such an important factor in my path to recovery, to become a normal person again. He was the first person that I could honestly say I loved, and I let him have my whole heart and soul. <br />
Even though I decided to move on, Phil was always still in the back of my mind. I had met other guys, but I never gave any of them a fair chance because I didn’t want to let anyone else in. It was such a hard concept for me. Phil knew every single thing about me, better than I knew myself, and it took years for us to get to that point. How was I just supposed to start all over with someone new? At this point in time I had been working at a supermarket. It was in the summertime, right after I graduated high school. One day I was surprised to find myself working with a guy who was actually really attractive. [We will call him… Mike]. I immediately had a crush on him and wondered what it would be like to hang out with him. As if the universe had read my mind, I came home that night to find a friend request [on facebook] from Mike, and we ended up talking non-stop for the next few days. He asked me to hang out and I was so excited! I couldn’t believe this was all happening so quickly. When that day finally came, I told him I was sick and I cancelled our plans. All I could think about was Phil. Needless to say, I started ignoring Mike. He almost became annoying to me, because whenever he would text me, I would just get angry that he wasn’t Phil. I felt bad because it’s not like Mike knew what was on my mind. <br />
Phil continued to consume my thoughts all summer long, and a little bit into the fall. Since I started college, though, it was really easy to finally officially forget about him. When I realized that I was finally ready to date other guys, I decided to talk to Mike. He seemed really uninterested in speaking to me, so I figured that he had completely moved on and probably never wanted to talk to me again. I was disappointed but I was also okay with that. After all, I was meeting tons of new guys every day. <br />
Sometime in February I had a dream that Mike was my boyfriend. It was so random to me because I had not even thought about him once since the fall. I had completely forgotten about him. But I took this as a sign and I decided to try to talk to him again. I was hesitant since he had blown me off back in the fall, but I knew I had nothing to lose. Talking to him was the best decision I have ever made in my entire life. Since that first night in February, we have spoken every single day since. It was so easy, and perfect. It was like the planets and stars all aligned and the timing was amazing and everything just cleared the path for me and Mike to be together. He admitted that when I tried to speak to him earlier that year, he wasn’t being short with me because he didn’t like me. He said it was because he thought I was only talking to him out of pity since I had blown him off in the summer. This made a lot of sense. I don’t wish it would have happened any other way though. I realized that at any other point in time, it just would have never worked out between us. It had to happen then. And I’m so grateful that he was still there for me when I was finally ready for him. <br />
Now every day when I wake up, the first thing I do is thank God for letting me be able to have Mike in my life. I appreciate my boyfriend every single day. I appreciate him because I know what life is like without him. “Someday someone will walk into your life and make you realize why it never worked out with anyone else.” Mike is so perfect for me, I can’t even describe it. And it finally makes sense why it never worked out with any other guys. Everything does happen for a reason. Now I’m the happiest I’ve ever been in my entire life, and I have my Lovebug to thank for that. <3</span></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div></div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-12366461143280530172010-12-05T17:19:00.000-05:002010-12-05T17:19:05.681-05:00Jim & Pam Love<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">"Love is giving someone the power to hurt you but trusting them not to."</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">This is my very absolute favorite scene of this movie! I bought the dvd just so I could watch the movie with my boyfriend, so he could finally understand what I mean when I ask him to take me to Ikea. He refuses to go, however, because apparently when he was little he had a bad experience in an Ikea which involved him getting lost. Now he has qualms about the store I guess, haha. It would be convenient for us to go anyway, the closest Ikea to us is about an hour away. We do have a Raymour & Flanigan about twenty minutes away, and that works for me. Hopefully we can get there soon so we can play house! And hopefully we don’t get kicked out right away for messing with the furniture. </span></div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-62631223582155115792010-11-30T10:09:00.004-05:002010-11-30T10:10:31.498-05:00If I could have one wish<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TPUTl4UqfuI/AAAAAAAAACo/QGb_Q0ZK_R0/s1600/2408535634_f9953a5dbf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TPUTl4UqfuI/AAAAAAAAACo/QGb_Q0ZK_R0/s320/2408535634_f9953a5dbf.jpg" width="311" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">If I could have just one wish, I would wish to wake up every day to the sound of your breath on my neck, the warmth of your lips on my cheek, the touch of your fingers on my skin, and the feel of your heart beating with mine… knowing that I could never find that feeling with anyone other than you.</span></div></div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7069048288036779854.post-61233085002218429792010-11-29T18:14:00.009-05:002010-11-29T18:25:48.118-05:00You bring out the best in me<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TPQzo2IwL-I/AAAAAAAAABo/FIt8u0jP-64/s1600/couples.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOo6i5RbRec/TPQzo2IwL-I/AAAAAAAAABo/FIt8u0jP-64/s320/couples.jpg" width="255" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"><a href="http://www.quotesdaddy.com/quote/775026/roy-croft/i-love-you-not-only-for-what-you-are-but-for-what" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">"I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made for yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out." </span></span></a></span></div></div></div>Lovelyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562124119274131981noreply@blogger.com0