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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight I celebrate my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It seems the natural thing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight no one’s gonna find us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We’ll leave the world behind us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;When I make love to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight I celebrate my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And hope that deep inside you’ll feel it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight our spirits will be climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;To a sky filled up with diamonds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;When I make love to you, tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight I celebrate my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And that midnight sun is gonna come shining through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight there’ll be no distance between us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What I want most to do, is to get close to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight I celebrate my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And soon this old world will seem brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight we will both discover how friends turn into lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;When I make love to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight I celebrate my love to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And that midnight sun is gonna come shining through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight there’ll be no distance between us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What I want most to do, is to get close to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight I celebrate my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Artist/Album: Peabo Bryson/Roberta Flack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-7482154090488490756?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7482154090488490756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;That the world throws upon us&lt;br /&gt;Just as we were getting set to dig our own graves&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just how much more could it have hurt&lt;br /&gt;To let ourselves be honest&lt;br /&gt;About the fears that chain us like slaves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we ever speak about those introspective things&lt;br /&gt;That we both know need to be said&lt;br /&gt;When your hateful words were all I heard?&lt;br /&gt;I can’t give the assurance that doubt never stings&lt;br /&gt;When you can’t get out of your head&lt;br /&gt;The notion that loving you is so absurd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But love is nothing to fear&lt;br /&gt;Though it’s clear your heart is tender, tender, tender&lt;br /&gt;So soon may love appear&lt;br /&gt;You must volunteer to surrender, surrender, surrender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s hard, I know it’s hard&lt;br /&gt;To be what you need to be&lt;br /&gt;But please, let my love into your heart&lt;br /&gt;Let my love into your heart&lt;br /&gt;Let my love into your heart&lt;br /&gt;And let your heart love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here we are now, shielding our sullen eyes&lt;br /&gt;From the beauty of the light&lt;br /&gt;Just as we were beginning to let ourselves see&lt;br /&gt;Don’t take this as some sort of wonderful surprise&lt;br /&gt;To live the lies within our sight&lt;br /&gt;And then pretend that we truly are free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the boundaries of control have now been crossed&lt;br /&gt;For selfish reasons, now I understand&lt;br /&gt;A leaf at the mercy of the breeze&lt;br /&gt;I took the risk of loving you, but now at what cost?&lt;br /&gt;You fled under such heavy demand&lt;br /&gt;From the mirrors of our insecurities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But love is nothing to fear&lt;br /&gt;Though it’s clear how easy we deceive, deceive, deceive&lt;br /&gt;So soon may love appear&lt;br /&gt;When it is finally here we must believe, believe, believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s hard, I know it’s hard&lt;br /&gt;To be what you need to be&lt;br /&gt;But please, let my love into your heart&lt;br /&gt;Let my love into your heart&lt;br /&gt;Let my love into your heart&lt;br /&gt;And let your heart love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the whole picture blurs and becomes disguised in disarray&lt;br /&gt;Will I know the difference between giving up and walking away?&lt;br /&gt;And do I have the strength to walk away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is nothing to fear&lt;br /&gt;It’s so sincere in its guarantee, guarantee, guarantee&lt;br /&gt;I’ve made sorrow a career&lt;br /&gt;But it must be clear that forgiveness is for me, for me, for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know it’s hard, I know it’s hard&lt;br /&gt;To be what I need to be&lt;br /&gt;But please, let my love into your heart&lt;br /&gt;Let my love into your heart&lt;br /&gt;Let my love into your heart&lt;br /&gt;And let your heart love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span 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Breeze'/><author><name>good4nothingfellow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643959901312825228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08360280561935956590'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6897161403939708294.post-7155282381516621864</id><published>2009-07-14T17:38:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:38:25.449+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I  can’t help falling in love with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  can’t help falling in love with you -Elvis Presley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise men say only fools rush in&lt;br /&gt;But I cant help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Shall I stay&lt;br /&gt;Would it be a sin&lt;br /&gt;If I cant help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a river flows surely to the sea&lt;br /&gt;Darling so it goes&lt;br /&gt;Some things are meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, take my whole life too&lt;br /&gt;For I cant help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a river flows surely to the sea&lt;br /&gt;Darling so it goes&lt;br /&gt;Some things are meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, take my whole life too&lt;br /&gt;For I cant help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;For I cant help falling in love with you&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;This Very Moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe it’s true, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i’m standin’ here in front of you,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; and you are here with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; so unbelievable, i’d never ever let you go. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My heart is yours for keep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets make a vow, right here and now&lt;br /&gt;This is the day that i prayed for,  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you are the girl of my dreams,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; and my place in life,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; is right here by your side on this day, this very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is you and i, we celebrate a brand new life that God has given us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; until the end of time, i hold your precious hand in mine, a promise you can trust. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We said the words i do, forever all my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the day that i prayed for, you are the girl of my dreams, and my place in life is right here by your side, on this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My heart and soul will beat, this day was meant to be, i need you desperately, through all eternity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; so perfect and so right, I vow to share me life, i’ll be by your side from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the day that i prayed for. you are the girl of my dreams, and my place in life is right here by your side. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On this day, this very moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This very moment. This very moment. This very moment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can’t believe it’s true,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; i’m standin here in front of you, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and you are hear with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDg4NjQwNjU2NzEmcHQ9MTI*ODg2NDA2ODc2NSZwPTMxNzM5MiZkPSZnPTEmb2Y9MA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.bettertheworld.com/service/widgets/149/0"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-2778233355741958622?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://causeclicks.org/-FreeCollege.html' title='This Very 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value='08360280561935956590'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6897161403939708294.post-4632940575825447795</id><published>2009-05-11T19:45:00.002+06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:44:25.663+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SSSSong of Secret Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;I hid my love when young while I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Couldn't bear the buzzing of a fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;I hid my love to my despite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till I could not bear to look at light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dare not gaze upon her face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But left her memory in each place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where ere I saw a wild flower lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I kissed and bade my love goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I met her in the greenest dells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where dew drops pearl the wood bluebells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lost breeze kissed her bright blue eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bee kissed and went singing by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A sunbeam found a passage there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A gold chain round her neck so fair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As secret as the wild bee's song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She lay there all the summer long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hid my love in field and town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till e'en the breeze would knock me down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bees seemed singing ballads l'er&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fly's buss turned a Lion's roar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And even silence found a tongue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To haunt me all the summer long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The riddle nature could not prove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was nothing else but secret LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" 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the spoon - ta stir your cream&lt;br /&gt;I wanna to be the one that really makes you scream&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be - your lipstick when ya lick it&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be - your high heels when ya kick it&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be - your sweet love babe - ya when you make it&lt;br /&gt;From your feet up to your hair - more than anything I swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be - your underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the itch that you scratch - wanna be your&lt;br /&gt;chair when you relax&lt;br /&gt;I got to be your razor when you shave&lt;br /&gt;Wanna be the habit that really makes you crave&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be - your hot tub - when you’re dippin’&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be - your bathrobe - when you’re drippin’&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be - your cocktail baby - when you’re sippin’&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be right there - more than anything I swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be - your underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna be your sleepin’ bag - baby slip inside&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your motorcycle n’ take ya for a ride -&lt;br /&gt;alright&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be - your hot sauce - ya when you’re cookin’&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be - your sunglasses - hey good lookin’&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be - wanna be the one - ya stick your hook in’&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be right there - more than anything I swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya I wanna be - your underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:180%;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:180%;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:180%;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span 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/&gt;Only time&lt;br /&gt;Who can say&lt;br /&gt;When the roads meet&lt;br /&gt;That love might be&lt;br /&gt;In your heart?&lt;br /&gt;And who can say&lt;br /&gt;When the day sleeps&lt;br /&gt;If the night keeps&lt;br /&gt;All your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night keeps all your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can say if your love grows&lt;br /&gt;As your heart chose?&lt;br /&gt;Only time&lt;br /&gt;And who can say where the road goes,&lt;br /&gt;Where the day flows?&lt;br /&gt;Only time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? Only time&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? Only time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-7195553570428033246?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7195553570428033246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6897161403939708294&amp;postID=7195553570428033246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/7195553570428033246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/7195553570428033246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/2009/02/only-time-artistalbum-enya-who-can-say.html' title=''/><author><name>good4nothingfellow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643959901312825228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08360280561935956590'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6897161403939708294.post-5020485869999664432</id><published>2009-02-18T18:39:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T18:40:30.233+06:00</updated><title type='text'>change your life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so love the people who treat you right, forget about the one’s who don’t , and believe that everything happens for a reason. &lt;br /&gt;If you get a chance, take it. &lt;br /&gt;If it changes your life, let it." :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-5020485869999664432?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mybanglaspace.com/good4nothingfellow' title='change your life'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5020485869999664432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6897161403939708294&amp;postID=5020485869999664432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/5020485869999664432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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seek.&lt;br /&gt;For often hearts, not touched at all&lt;br /&gt;start hardening and shrinking small.&lt;br /&gt;And then the time it takes to grow&lt;br /&gt;a loving heart is very slow.&lt;br /&gt;For hearts expand as those who care&lt;br /&gt;extend their love and let us share&lt;br /&gt;a moment, space, or special phrase&lt;br /&gt;that eases pain on dreary days.&lt;br /&gt;Or simply starts our lips to smile&lt;br /&gt;and brightens time for just a while.&lt;br /&gt;The ways and kinds and means of sharing&lt;br /&gt;it seems to me, are based on caring.&lt;br /&gt;And though we're often worlds apart&lt;br /&gt;you still can touch my very heart.&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile or shed a tear&lt;br /&gt;and I'll remember year to year,&lt;br /&gt;Just how your touching helped me grow.&lt;br /&gt;I just thought I'd tell you so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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heart'/><author><name>good4nothingfellow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643959901312825228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08360280561935956590'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6897161403939708294.post-6283051974530133303</id><published>2008-11-26T07:07:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T07:07:25.648+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Read these beautiful lines</title><content type='html'>*Read these beautiful lines:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of a sister&lt;br /&gt;Ask someone&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of ten years:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a newly&lt;br /&gt;Divorced couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of four years:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one year:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a student who&lt;br /&gt;Has failed a final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of nine months:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one month:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a mother&lt;br /&gt;who has given birth to&lt;br /&gt;A premature baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one week:&lt;br /&gt;Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one hour:&lt;br /&gt;Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one minute:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person&lt;br /&gt;Who has missed the train, bus or plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one-second:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person&lt;br /&gt;Who has survived an accident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To! realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one millisecond:&lt;br /&gt;Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time waits for no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure every moment you have.&lt;br /&gt;You will treasure it even more when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can share it with someone special.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of a friend:&lt;br /&gt;Lose one.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The origin of this letter is unknown,&lt;br /&gt;But it brings good luck to everyone who passes it on.*&lt;br /&gt;Do not keep this letter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-6283051974530133303?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6283051974530133303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6897161403939708294.post-3717320128539417697</id><published>2008-11-26T07:06:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T07:06:44.393+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was an island where all the feelings lived; happiness, sadness, knowledge, and all the others, including love.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One day it was announced to all of the&lt;br /&gt;feelings that the island was going to&lt;br /&gt;sink to the bottom of the ocean. So all &lt;br /&gt;the feelings prepared their boats to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love was the only one that stayed. She wanted to preserve the island paradise until the last possible moment. When the island was almost totally under, love decided it was time to leave. &lt;br /&gt;She began looking for someone to ask for help. Just then Richness was passing by in a grand boat. Love asked, "Richness,&lt;br /&gt;Can I come with you on your boat?" Richness answered, "I'm sorry, but there is a lot of silver and gold on my boat and there&lt;br /&gt;would be no room for you anywhere."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then Love decided to ask Vanity for help who was passing in a beautiful vessel. Love cried out, "Vanity, help me please." "I can't help you", Vanity said, "You are&lt;br /&gt;all wet and will damage my beautiful boat." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Love saw Sadness passing. Love said, "Sadness, please let me go with you." Sadness answered, "Love, I'm sorry but I&lt;br /&gt;just need to be alone now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Love saw Happiness. love cried out, "Happiness, please take me with you." But Happiness was so over overjoyed that he didn't hear Love calling to him.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Love began to cry. Then she heard a voice say, "Come Love, I will take you with me." &lt;br /&gt;It was an elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that she forgot to ask the elder his name. When they arrived on land the elder went on his way. Love realized how much she owed the elder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love then found Knowledge and asked, "It was Time", Knowledge answered. "But why did Time help me when no one&lt;br /&gt;else would?", Love asked. Knowledge smiled and with deep wisdom and sincerity, answered, "Because only Time is capable&lt;br /&gt;of understanding how great Love is."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-3717320128539417697?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/feeds/3717320128539417697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6897161403939708294&amp;postID=3717320128539417697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/3717320128539417697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/3717320128539417697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/2008/11/once-upon-time.html' title='Once upon a time'/><author><name>good4nothingfellow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643959901312825228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08360280561935956590'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6897161403939708294.post-7125338744358166097</id><published>2008-11-26T07:05:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T07:06:01.680+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear God,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;give me strength to do what I must&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And to remember that it's You who I should trust.&lt;br /&gt;Let me be kind in my words today&lt;br /&gt;Despite my pain, I'll have nice things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me Your wisdom found deep in Your Word &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps there's a message I have not yet heard.&lt;br /&gt;When I want to give up; keep me close to You&lt;br /&gt;So I know You are with me no matter what I go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those times when I stumble and fall right on my face &lt;br /&gt;Remind me it's because I stepped out of my place.&lt;br /&gt;You are my Healer and time is Your key&lt;br /&gt;Someday soon there will be a miracle in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on You God, is a step of faith and hope &lt;br /&gt;But knowing You're faithful is just how I cope. &lt;br /&gt;This illness can't last forever, so in You I rest &lt;br /&gt;Trusting always in the One who knows best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-7125338744358166097?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6897161403939708294.post-7347623734057196137</id><published>2008-11-26T07:04:00.003+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T07:04:56.816+06:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGELS..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;ANGELS...!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;What do Angels look like?&lt;br /&gt;You can ask me, for I know...&lt;br /&gt;I had an Angel come to me&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She welcomed me with open arms,&lt;br /&gt;And loved with open heart;&lt;br /&gt;And promised that, no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;We'd never have to part.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well, Angels keep their promises ,&lt;br /&gt;For mine is always there -&lt;br /&gt;To encourage and to understand,&lt;br /&gt;To comfort and to care.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She's never very far away,&lt;br /&gt;And , now that I am grown,&lt;br /&gt;I am sharing with my Angel&lt;br /&gt;Little Angels of my own...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And when my earthly Angel&lt;br /&gt;Walks the Earth with me no more,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never need to wonder&lt;br /&gt;Just what more God has in store...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Long after she has done her job&lt;br /&gt;Among all living things,&lt;br /&gt;She'll forever be an Angel -&lt;br /&gt;But one who's got her wings...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So, what DO Angels look like?&lt;br /&gt;You'll know one when you see...&lt;br /&gt;Angels come in Many forms...&lt;br /&gt;But she looks like MOM to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-7347623734057196137?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7347623734057196137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6897161403939708294&amp;postID=7347623734057196137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/7347623734057196137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/7347623734057196137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/2008/11/angels.html' title='ANGELS..'/><author><name>good4nothingfellow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643959901312825228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08360280561935956590'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6897161403939708294.post-8476436869409571812</id><published>2008-11-26T07:04:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T07:04:18.114+06:00</updated><title type='text'>LIGHTEN UP !!!</title><content type='html'>LIGHTEN UP !!! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's time to lighten up you know&lt;br /&gt;And have a little fun&lt;br /&gt;You're always so very busy&lt;br /&gt;You're always on the run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm here to tell ya, slow down a little bit&lt;br /&gt;There's no happiness in always working&lt;br /&gt;Come on, you know you have to admit&lt;br /&gt;Within yourself, you have a funny side just lurking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead ... Be goofy&lt;br /&gt;Don't keep that silly side hid&lt;br /&gt;I sure don't and neither should you&lt;br /&gt;Let it out .... You'll be glad you did!!!!&lt;br /&gt;:-) :-) :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-8476436869409571812?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8476436869409571812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6897161403939708294&amp;postID=8476436869409571812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/8476436869409571812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/8476436869409571812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/2008/11/lighten-up.html' title='LIGHTEN UP !!!'/><author><name>good4nothingfellow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643959901312825228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08360280561935956590'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6897161403939708294.post-8584648844575847254</id><published>2008-11-26T07:02:00.002+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T07:03:38.203+06:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST FOR YOU</title><content type='html'> &lt;br /&gt;JUST FOR YOU  When you are sad and you need someone there&lt;br /&gt;Turn around your eyes and&lt;br /&gt;You will find me there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things get wrong and you wish to cry&lt;br /&gt;Hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;But never sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When ship of life wrecks in the storm&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes to trust me &lt;br /&gt;Nothing will go wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the roofs of world scare you long&lt;br /&gt;You’ll find me there for you &lt;br /&gt;Singing a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my armor&lt;br /&gt;You are my might&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason &lt;br /&gt;To make me right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So make me a promise&lt;br /&gt;Today my dear&lt;br /&gt;You will keep that smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;Even when I am not there &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-8584648844575847254?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8584648844575847254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6897161403939708294&amp;postID=8584648844575847254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/8584648844575847254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/8584648844575847254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-for-you.html' title='JUST FOR YOU'/><author><name>good4nothingfellow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643959901312825228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08360280561935956590'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6897161403939708294.post-4447104771369654724</id><published>2008-11-26T07:02:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T07:02:38.934+06:00</updated><title type='text'>MY JOY</title><content type='html'>MY JOY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would bring me more joy then a can say&lt;br /&gt;If you would never forget&lt;br /&gt;- not even for a single day -&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful you are…&lt;br /&gt;In my eyes and in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so often at a loss to find the words&lt;br /&gt;To tell you how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;In my imagination, I compare you with&lt;br /&gt;Things like the sunshine in my mornings,&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful flowers in the fields, and&lt;br /&gt;The happiness I feel on the best days of all.&lt;br /&gt;You're like the answer to a special prayer,&lt;br /&gt;And I think God knew&lt;br /&gt;That my world needed&lt;br /&gt;Someone exactly like you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-4447104771369654724?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4447104771369654724/comments/default' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6897161403939708294.post-7339979619031931265</id><published>2008-11-26T07:01:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T07:01:42.883+06:00</updated><title type='text'>- How to IMPRESS a WOMAN -</title><content type='html'>- How to IMPRESS a WOMAN -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compliment her,&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;respect her,&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;honor her,&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;cuddle her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss her,&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;caress her,&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;love her,&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;stroke her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tease her,&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;comfort her,&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;protect her,&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;hug her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold her,&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;spend money on her,&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;wine and dine her,&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;buy things for her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to her,&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;care for her,&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;stand by her,&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;support her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold her,&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;go to the ends of the Earth for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;�&lt;br /&gt;- How to IMPRESS a MAN -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show up naked. Bring beer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-7339979619031931265?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7339979619031931265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6897161403939708294&amp;postID=7339979619031931265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/7339979619031931265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/7339979619031931265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-to-impress-woman.html' title='- How to IMPRESS a WOMAN -'/><author><name>good4nothingfellow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643959901312825228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08360280561935956590'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6897161403939708294.post-243855345618994902</id><published>2008-11-26T07:00:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T07:00:38.278+06:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;How I Feel &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It's so hard not to tell you the way I feel inside. &lt;br /&gt;Everytime that I'm around you, it's my heart that I must hide. &lt;br /&gt;I keep it to myself, in fear of what you'll say. &lt;br /&gt;My soul couldn't bare it if you didn't feel the same. &lt;br /&gt;I cry myslef to sleep at night &lt;br /&gt;Wishing you were here to hold me tight. &lt;br /&gt;A tear hits my pillow because my heart is in pain. &lt;br /&gt;It's only your love that I'm wishing to gain. &lt;br /&gt;Tonight it's another's eyes you look in &lt;br /&gt;When you smile and tell her you're going to let her love in. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do or say &lt;br /&gt;Knowing you should be with me that way. &lt;br /&gt;I tell you that I'm happy for you and put on my best smile. &lt;br /&gt;But all I really want to do is go and cry for a while. &lt;br /&gt;Even after you put me trhough I stand by your side &lt;br /&gt;Because I couldn't live with myself if I let the chance to love you pass me by. &lt;br /&gt;Your friendship is the most precious thing to me, &lt;br /&gt;But please don't be afraid of what all we could be. &lt;br /&gt;In time, I will let all of this go. &lt;br /&gt;The day will come when I can finally let you know. &lt;br /&gt;Until then, I'll still be your best friend; &lt;br /&gt;My love for you will never end. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-243855345618994902?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/feeds/243855345618994902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6897161403939708294&amp;postID=243855345618994902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/243855345618994902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/243855345618994902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-i-feel.html' title='How I Feel'/><author><name>good4nothingfellow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643959901312825228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08360280561935956590'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6897161403939708294.post-4902403773245145765</id><published>2008-11-26T06:59:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T06:59:45.458+06:00</updated><title type='text'>How can u tell the rain</title><content type='html'>Dear friend's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can u tell the rain &lt;br /&gt;not 2 fall when clouds exist? &lt;br /&gt;How can u tell the leaves &lt;br /&gt;not 2 fall when wind exist?&lt;br /&gt; How can u tell me &lt;br /&gt;not to fall in friendship&lt;br /&gt;                              when u exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing a friend like u has made me happy in a million ways &lt;br /&gt;And if Ever I Have to Let you go………..&lt;br /&gt;I would Find a million reasons &lt;br /&gt;to make u stay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I m in hell &amp; u in heaven, &lt;br /&gt;I always look up &amp; be proud of u. &lt;br /&gt;but if I were In heaven &amp; u in hell, &lt;br /&gt;I beg God 2 send me down coz &lt;br /&gt;heaven wont be heaven&lt;br /&gt; without u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the world as one big chocolate cake. &lt;br /&gt;It would never be complete &lt;br /&gt;without few sweets N nuts... &lt;br /&gt;Sweets like ME &lt;br /&gt;n &lt;br /&gt;nuts like YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u care 4 me, i care 4 u,&lt;br /&gt;u miss me, i miss u&lt;br /&gt;u like me, i like u,&lt;br /&gt;u msg me, i msg u&lt;br /&gt;u forget me,&lt;br /&gt; i'm sorry this is where &lt;br /&gt;i'm different from u..  ~!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream what u want to dream,&lt;br /&gt;Go where u want to go,&lt;br /&gt;Be what u want to be,&lt;br /&gt;because u have only one life&lt;br /&gt;and one chance to do all the things u want to do.&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day......&lt;br /&gt;With&lt;br /&gt;Best Wishes&lt;br /&gt;Mahbub.shahriar@yahoo.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-4902403773245145765?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4902403773245145765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6897161403939708294&amp;postID=4902403773245145765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/4902403773245145765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/4902403773245145765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-can-u-tell-rain.html' title='How can u tell the rain'/><author><name>good4nothingfellow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643959901312825228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08360280561935956590'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6897161403939708294.post-510324550957079475</id><published>2008-11-26T06:58:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T06:59:04.740+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be confused by friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello There Nice  Person &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           Did Anyone  Ever Tell You, &lt;br /&gt;            Just  How Special You Are &lt;br /&gt;             The Light that You Emit &lt;br /&gt;           Might even Light a Star&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did Anyone Ever Tell You &lt;br /&gt;            How Important You Make Others Feel &lt;br /&gt;       Somebody out here is Smiling &lt;br /&gt;        About Love that is so Real&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Anyone Ever Tell  You &lt;br /&gt;       Many Times, When  They were Sad &lt;br /&gt;       Your E-mail made Them Smile a bit &lt;br /&gt;          In Fact It made Them Glad &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; For the Time You Spend Sending Things &lt;br /&gt;          And Sharing whatever You Find &lt;br /&gt;         There are No Words to Thank You &lt;br /&gt;          But Somebody, Thinks You're Fine &lt;br /&gt;           Did  Anyone Ever Tell You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just How Much They Like You &lt;br /&gt;       Well, My Dearest " Online " Friend &lt;br /&gt;            Today I am Telling You &lt;br /&gt;         I HOPE I GET THIS BACK &lt;br /&gt;              I believe that without a &lt;br /&gt;         friend you are missing out on a lot!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Don't be  confused by friends and &lt;br /&gt;          acquaintances, there is a difference! &lt;br /&gt;       Because I care about you, It's &lt;br /&gt;          national care week . . . and you get to &lt;br /&gt;            send messages to all  your friends telling &lt;br /&gt;           them that you care about them and &lt;br /&gt;        make them fell good about themselves and if &lt;br /&gt;          they write back .. . (just  once) then that &lt;br /&gt;           means that they care about you too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-510324550957079475?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/feeds/510324550957079475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6897161403939708294&amp;postID=510324550957079475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/510324550957079475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/510324550957079475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN HAPPINESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN PLEASED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN SHARING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN THINKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN SUGGESTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN CONNECTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN WASTING TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN KILLER OF LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN TEASING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN JOKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN GOOD RELATIONSHIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN GOOD PARTNER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN CALLING IN A SAVIOR CONDITION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN LEAVING IN A SAVIOR CONDITION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN LIVING IN A GOOD CONDITION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN TIME PASS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN INVESTIGATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEANS A PART OF LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEANS A NICE THING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEANS A RIVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN WINDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN VERY SENSITIVE RELATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN TREES OF FOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN TASTE THAN SUGAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN CONSIDERATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN INVITATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN UNDER PAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN WELLNESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN UNTRACEABLE THING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN TEAR DROPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP MEAN A HOPEFUL SMILEY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-5921802842184078899?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5921802842184078899/comments/default' title='Post 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6897161403939708294.post-8083023082595625095</id><published>2008-11-26T06:48:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T06:49:00.171+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear friends</title><content type='html'>Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friendship is Sweet when it’s New,&lt;br /&gt;Its Sweeter when its true ,&lt;br /&gt;But it’s Sweetest when the friend is like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special smile,&lt;br /&gt;A special face,&lt;br /&gt;A special someone I cant replace,&lt;br /&gt;A special hug from me 2 u 4 the frndship,&lt;br /&gt;I ve found in u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was about you and now a little about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting a place for me in your heart is ok&lt;br /&gt;But setting a place for me in Ur mind might be dangerous b'coz I am&lt;br /&gt;MIND BLOWING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With best wishes&lt;br /&gt;keep smiling&lt;div 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friends'/><author><name>good4nothingfellow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643959901312825228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08360280561935956590'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6897161403939708294.post-4249709754668636595</id><published>2008-11-26T06:47:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T06:48:20.068+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bond of  friendsjip</title><content type='html'> Bond of  friendsjip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When days are filled with sunshine &lt;br /&gt;How close we hold a friend; &lt;br /&gt;it's good to share the laughter, &lt;br /&gt;the dreams that have no end. &lt;br /&gt;And it is fun exchanging &lt;br /&gt;some episode of fun &lt;br /&gt;and finding much in common, &lt;br /&gt;in all that you have done. &lt;br /&gt;But when the days are shadowed, &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps with pain or grief, &lt;br /&gt;The Bonds of Friendship tighten, &lt;br /&gt;almost beyond belief. &lt;br /&gt;And burdens aren't so heavy, &lt;br /&gt;when someone takes your hand: &lt;br /&gt;And not a word is needed, &lt;br /&gt;to prove she understands. &lt;br /&gt;The world would be so lonely, &lt;br /&gt;in sunny hours or grey, &lt;br /&gt;Without the gift of friendship, &lt;br /&gt;to help us, every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-4249709754668636595?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4249709754668636595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6897161403939708294&amp;postID=4249709754668636595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>Black and White Rainbow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colors fade&lt;br /&gt;The last page turns&lt;br /&gt;What lies beyond?&lt;br /&gt;The road was so clear before&lt;br /&gt;Finely detailed, sprinkled with the stuff dreams are made of&lt;br /&gt;Now it grows dark&lt;br /&gt;The finale I envisioned now disappeares with each passing day&lt;br /&gt;The violets and azures, the emeralds and yellows&lt;br /&gt;All fade to gray and black and white&lt;br /&gt;Is it even possible to resurrect this tale&lt;br /&gt;Once so full of love and hope&lt;br /&gt;Bringing joy and smiles&lt;br /&gt;How does one get rid of black and white and gray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-1945227369966659424?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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before I sleep&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in the quiet night I weep...&lt;br /&gt;I have a lonely heart &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6897161403939708294-7667455376411494206?l=good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://good4nothingfellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7667455376411494206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6897161403939708294&amp;postID=7667455376411494206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/7667455376411494206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6897161403939708294/posts/default/7667455376411494206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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