<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044</id><updated>2011-12-26T18:40:49.262-05:00</updated><category term='Giving God all the praise'/><category term='missin a whole lotta people...'/><category term='running...'/><category term='sad'/><category term='lonely'/><category term='Thinking out loud'/><category term='scared'/><category term='im doing this as I watch...'/><category term='listening to India Arie'/><category term='frustrated'/><category term='Graduation'/><category term='for my friend'/><category term='pour l&apos;amour de ma vie'/><category term='bored'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='the three muskateers'/><category term='taking a break from studying....'/><category term='happy...'/><category term='angry'/><category term='Have I told you lately that I love you?'/><category term='feeling smart'/><category term='sermon notes'/><category term='letters to him...'/><category term='excited'/><category term='anxious'/><category term='random stuff'/><category term='loving you'/><category term='hopes and dreams'/><category term='motivaional quotes'/><category term='confused'/><category term='release'/><title type='text'>DREAMER</title><subtitle type='html'>Looking for the place where dreams come true...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-5571208611111940839</id><published>2011-06-22T01:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T01:44:52.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='You know you love someone when the mere thought of losing them brings you to tears.'&gt;An interesting thing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-5571208611111940839?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/5571208611111940839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=5571208611111940839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5571208611111940839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5571208611111940839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2011/06/interesting-thing-published-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-7280755991185419578</id><published>2011-01-22T12:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T12:32:34.395-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivaional quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sermon notes'/><title type='text'>Training to be godly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href= &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; 1. Begin the day with God. &lt;br/&gt;      - Psalm 118:24 &lt;br/&gt;        "This is the day that the Lord has made; we will rejoice and     &lt;br/&gt;          be glad in it." &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; 2.  Take care of your body. &lt;br/&gt;        - Your body is the temple of the Lord. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; 3. LIVE LIFE HAPPILY! &lt;br/&gt;      - Psalm 121:1-2 &lt;br/&gt;       " I will lift up mine eyes to the hills from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth" &lt;br/&gt;      &lt;br/&gt; 4. Live life to your full potential. &lt;br/&gt;     - Psalm 139:14 &lt;br/&gt;       " ... I am fearfully and wonderfully made"   (PRAISE GOD) &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; 5. Make your life count. &lt;br/&gt;     - Don't count the days of your life but make your life count! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; '&gt;Look what I think&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-7280755991185419578?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/7280755991185419578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=7280755991185419578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7280755991185419578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7280755991185419578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2011/01/training-to-be-godly.html' title='Training to be godly'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-2942305078689849377</id><published>2010-10-30T20:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T20:22:47.800-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='release'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's so hard to let go once your heart is convinced you are in the right. Even if all logic tells you there's nowhere to go but deep down in that dark place where loneliness, sadness and pain lives. Once you are overcome with emotion, emotion so deep it has physical symptoms, it's almost impossible to give up without fighting for what you want, what you believe in. You no longer worry about how broken you will be if you don't succeed. You no longer think about how empty you will feel. All that matters is giving it your all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the moment, don't think about the past or worry about the future. Enjoy the here and now. This is your life, live it so that when all is said and done you won't be left with the thought of 'what if'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has a plan for all of us, and he promised it would be for good. Think on that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-2942305078689849377?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/2942305078689849377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=2942305078689849377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2942305078689849377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2942305078689849377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-so-hard-to-let-go-once-your-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8986437947395310610</id><published>2010-09-26T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T14:50:01.378-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts 09/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love hiking! Who would've thought I was an 'outdoorsy' kinda girl!?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I miss my long, red hair. Since I can't let my hair grow in 30 mins I'm gonna have to just be satisfied with short,red hair.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good friends are hard to find but once you've found them your life will never be the same. (btw, I miss you Scotchie)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am now a working girl! for a while anyway...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Medical school applications are so much stress!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I still love my life no matter how screwed up some moments may be.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;God is ALWAYS good!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8986437947395310610?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8986437947395310610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8986437947395310610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8986437947395310610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8986437947395310610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-thoughts-0910.html' title='Random thoughts 09/10'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-6457485755181000510</id><published>2010-09-11T22:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T22:17:54.860-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>I used to know who I am. I used to know who I wanted to be. Now, I'm not so sure. This confusion was supposed to come when I was in high school. Why the delay? &amp;nbsp;Maybe this is my mid-life crisis. Hmmm... well whatever happens happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of right now I'm just gonna go with the flow and see where it leads. However, since I am me, whoever that might be, I'm coming up with a plan. This I know is something I do. I am going to re-learn French and be fluent in the language by the end of the year. And since thinking in school years is another thing I do this means that by June 30th 2011, I will be able to write an entire blog post in French, a grammatically correct blog post entirely &lt;i&gt;en francais&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-6457485755181000510?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/6457485755181000510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=6457485755181000510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6457485755181000510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6457485755181000510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2010/09/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-3536883311829449307</id><published>2010-09-06T18:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T18:52:45.398-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>The things we do for the ones we love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I have to start working out and cut out my excessive consumption of cheese before my brother starts to disown me. He keeps complaining that I'm getting too fat. It's true. As a result of his constant badgering I have started the Jullian Michaels 30-day shred program (I'm on day 2) even though I'm not a fan of Jullian Michaels. I am so appalled at a comment she made a couple months ago about not wanting to have a baby because she doesn't want to be fat! Seriously?! She's so superficial and selfish! &amp;nbsp;Anywho, I have heard her program works so I'm giving it a try. Let's see if I can really lose 20 lbs in 30 days. I will be happy with 10 lbs because I don't know how the whole giving up cheese thing is gonna work out... Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-3536883311829449307?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/3536883311829449307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=3536883311829449307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/3536883311829449307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/3536883311829449307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2010/09/things-we-do-for-ones-we-love.html' title='The things we do for the ones we love.'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-7250072382661852627</id><published>2010-09-05T12:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T12:07:46.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shameless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My room is overflowing with clothes and shoes and still I can't find anything to wear! This is crazy! I need a bigger closet. I also need to get rid of the clothes I don't wear anymore and will never wear again. And then... I need to go  shopping :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-7250072382661852627?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/7250072382661852627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=7250072382661852627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7250072382661852627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7250072382661852627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2010/09/shameless.html' title='Shameless'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8541841890014775685</id><published>2010-08-25T23:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T23:37:51.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Was just browsing old posts and saw some where I wrote down random thoughts, those were the best depiction of my psyche at that time in my life. I think I will make a practice to post random thoughts at least once per month. Starting today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;1. First and foremost, GOD IS STILL GOOD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&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:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;2. Sadly, men still SUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&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:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;3. Chilling in your workout clothes after working out is gross. (heading to the shower as soon as I get done with this).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&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:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;4.Twitter is as bad as I thought it would be. Possibly worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&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:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;5.Ladies, your man will NEVER truly understand you. Deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&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:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;6. Blogging is still therapeutic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&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:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;7. Yep, I still love him! 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font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;(chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;And watch me burn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But that's alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The way it hurts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;(it's not ok. i can't stand the way it hurts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;And hear me cry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But that's alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The way you lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't tell you what it really is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can only tell you what it feels like&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;And right now there's a steel knife&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;In my windpipe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't breathe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I still fight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;While I can fight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;As long as the wrong feels right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's like I'm in flight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;High of a love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drunk from the hate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's like I'm huffing paint&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I love it the more that I suffer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I sufficate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;And right before im about to drown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;S[&lt;i&gt;he]&lt;/i&gt; resuscitates me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;S[&lt;i&gt;he]&lt;/i&gt; fucking hates me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I love it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where you going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm leaving you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No you ain't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're running right back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we go again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's so insane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause when it's going good&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's going great&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm Superman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the wind in his bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's Lois Lane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;But when it's bad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's awful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I feel so ashamed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I snap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who's that dude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't even know his name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I laid hands on her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll never stoop so low again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I guess I don't know my own strength&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;You ever love somebody so much&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;You can barely breathe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you're with them&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You meet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And neither one of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even know what hit 'em&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got that warm fuzzy feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah them chills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Used to get 'em&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now you're getting fucking sick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of looking at 'em&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You swore you've never hit 'em&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never do nothing to hurt 'em&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now you're in each other's face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spewing venom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And these words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you spit 'em&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You push&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pull each other's hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scratch, claw, bit 'em&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Throw 'em down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Pin 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So lost in the moments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you're in 'em&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the rage that took over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It controls you both&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So they say it's best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To go your separate ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess that they don't know ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That was yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday is over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a different day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sound like broken records&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playin' over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you promised her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next time you'll show restraint&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don't get another chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is no Nintendo game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you lied again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now you get to watch her leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Out the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess that's why they call it window pane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now I know we said things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;That we didn't mean&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;And we fall back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Into the same patterns&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Same routine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But your temper's just as bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As mine is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're the same as me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;But when it comes to love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're just as blinded&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby please come back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It wasn't you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby it was me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe our relationship&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Isn't as crazy as it seems&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe that's what happens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When a tornado meets a volcano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All I know is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love you too much&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;To walk away though&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pick up your bags off the sidewalk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you hear sincerity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In my voice when I talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Told you this is my fault&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look me in the eyeball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next time I'm pissed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll aim my fist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the dry wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There will be no next time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I apologize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though I know it's lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm tired of the games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just want her back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I'm a liar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If she ever tries to fucking leave again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'mma tie her to the bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And set the house on fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-7013270323200841494?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/7013270323200841494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=7013270323200841494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7013270323200841494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7013270323200841494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2010/08/eminem-ftrihanna-love-way-you-lie.html' title='Eminem ft.Rihanna    LOVE THE WAY YOU LIE'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-2254947256165962157</id><published>2010-08-15T13:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T13:49:00.794-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And so the story begins...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Woke up, turned off the fan, pulled the sheets over my shoulders and went to back to sleep. I picked up right where I left off before the chill of the air in my room distracted me. My dream continued to feed the hunger in me. For a second I thought it was real. I could feel you, smell you, taste the sweetness of your lips as they grazed mine.  I fell deeper. I could see the love in your eyes. My lips curved into a smile. You pulled me closer. I could feel your heart beating in sync with mine. I am asleep, but not completely. I am thinking about how disappointed I will be when I am finally awakened to reality. I fight these thoughts off. Trying to stay in this moment, with you, forever. I can now hear the rain pelting on the roof. Music coming in through the slightly opened door. The struggle is harder. I don't want to leave. Don't want to let you go. Why aren't you fighting with me? Help me! Why are you letting go? Don't let go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-2254947256165962157?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/2254947256165962157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=2254947256165962157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2254947256165962157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2254947256165962157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-so-story-begins.html' title='And so the story begins...'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8355103127958882650</id><published>2010-06-16T23:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T00:00:24.768-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhhhhhhhh... sea breeze</title><content type='html'>VACATION OFFICIALLY STARTS ON FRIDAY!!!!! WOHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since school ended I've been on 'staycation', which is fun, but as hermit-like as I am excited to leave my haven and go mingle with people for a while. I'm even more excited said mingling gets to take place in Florida. Did I hear something about white sand beaches and hot half naked guys? What a life :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While on vacation though I have work to do. I need to resist eating meat! It has been sooo easy to resist since I quit eating meat 3 weeks ago (just felt like it) but now that jerk chicken and curry goat is in the picture I'm starting to think I'm gonna need some help staying on track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I plan on beginning a workout routine while in Florida. If hot girls in bikinis and hotter guys staring at them with googly eyes can't get me motivated nothing will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels so good to blog again. I should visit more often. I know I keep saying that... damn facebook!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho, next time I'll try to sound more intelligent :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8355103127958882650?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8355103127958882650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8355103127958882650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8355103127958882650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8355103127958882650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2010/06/ahhhhhhhhhh-sea-breeze.html' title='ahhhhhhhhhh... sea breeze'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-1086220736113202715</id><published>2010-06-04T13:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T13:54:31.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;"If you care about someone, you need to tell them. You need to show them. Otherwise, you might never get the chance. Every once in a while God winks at you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt; - Total eclipse of the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-1086220736113202715?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/1086220736113202715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=1086220736113202715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1086220736113202715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1086220736113202715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-you-care-about-someone-you-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-6174380230947951695</id><published>2010-02-16T21:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:06:39.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Try to love again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Lately, I've been retracting and picking up some of my old habits. Before, you sigh the sigh that says "she has failed" hear me out. I have started writing again, listening to love songs and singing out loud to anyone who wants to listen, watching romantic comedies, working out at least once every 2 weeks (great improvement!), wearing what I want regardless of how others might perceive me and most importantly giving my pillow the loving it that it deserves. I'm no longer angry. No longer wishing things were different. I am happy. I like this. I like dreaming about what's to come while I enjoy what is already here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&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:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Thank God for romantic movies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&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:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;If you haven't seen these movies I think you should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;                                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;                                                     5.It's Complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;                                                     4. Enchanted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;                                                     3. Maid in Manhattan&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Bold" border="0" class="gl_bold" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;                                                     2. Before Sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;                                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; 1. Before Sunrise (I LOVE THIS MOVIE!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*Soundtrack*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;First cut is the deepest- Sheryl Crow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-6174380230947951695?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/6174380230947951695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=6174380230947951695' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6174380230947951695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6174380230947951695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2010/02/try-to-love-again.html' title='Try to love again'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-5955145789587555248</id><published>2010-02-14T11:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T11:42:59.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Children's Thoughts on Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;"I think you're supposed to get shot with an arrow or something,&lt;br /&gt;but the rest of it isn't supposed to be so painful."&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;Manuel&lt;/strong&gt;, age 8&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;"Love is the most important thing in the world, but baseball is pretty good too."&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;Greg,&lt;/strong&gt; age 8&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;"No one is sure why it happens, but I heard it has something to do with&lt;br /&gt;how you smell...that's why perfume and deodorant is so popular."&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;Mae&lt;/strong&gt;, age 9&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;"One way is to take the girl  out to eat. Make sure it's something she likes to eat.&lt;br /&gt;French fries usually works for me."&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;Bart&lt;/strong&gt;, age 9&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;"Don't do things like have smelly, green sneakers. You might get attention,&lt;br /&gt;but attention ain't the same thing as love."&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;Alonzo,&lt;/strong&gt; age 9 "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;When a person gets kissed for the first time, they fall down&lt;br /&gt;and they don't get up for at least an hour."&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Wendy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;, age 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;"If you want to be loved by somebody who isn't&lt;br /&gt;already in your family, it doesn't hurt to be beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;Anita&lt;/strong&gt;, age 8&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;"I look at kissing like this: Kissing is fine if you like it,&lt;br /&gt;but it's a free country and nobody should be forced to do it."&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;, age 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;"Don't say you love somebody and then change your mind ...&lt;br /&gt;Love isn't like picking what movie you want to watch."&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Natalie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;, age 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;"I'm not rushing into being in love.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding fourth grade hard enough."&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;Regina&lt;/strong&gt;, age 10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*I found this somewhere on the web. Don't you just LOVE children!*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO YOU AND YOURS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-5955145789587555248?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/5955145789587555248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=5955145789587555248' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5955145789587555248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5955145789587555248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2010/02/childrens-thoughts-on-love.html' title='Children&apos;s Thoughts on Love'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-4348439197419550311</id><published>2010-02-01T22:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T19:37:52.851-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy...'/><title type='text'>No worries</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Tomorrow I have my first post rotation exam and I haven't read one page of notes yet, and I'm not worried. I don't think it can be that bad. After all its pass/fail, I just need a 75  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I have a new hair color, REALLY HAPPY ABOUT THAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;It's almost Valentine's day and this year unlike last year and the year before and the year before that, I'm not gonna boycott the festivities. I think it's time for a change. So I'm gonna buy my family and friends roses and chocolate (the day after when they go on sale... no need to over do things).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Four months til graduation!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;LIFE IS GOOD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-4348439197419550311?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/4348439197419550311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=4348439197419550311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/4348439197419550311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/4348439197419550311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-worries.html' title='No worries'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-3865852343868964301</id><published>2010-01-21T21:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T19:40:04.135-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hopes and dreams'/><title type='text'>HOPES AND DREAMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div dir="t" class="km" role="chatMessage" live="assertive" style="margin-left: 1em; "&gt;&lt;div class="kk" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; "&gt;&lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr" style="font-weight: bold; margin-left: -1em; zoom: 1; "&gt;persianfl&lt;wbr&gt;ower10: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":1f"&gt;&lt;img src="https://mail.google.com/mail/images/cleardot.gif" onload="_GM_EmoticonHandler(&amp;quot;load&amp;quot;, this)" onmouseover="_GM_EmoticonHandler(&amp;quot;mouseover&amp;quot;, this)" width="12" height="12" alt=":(" pattern="frown" createtime="1264126558001" iconset="goomoji" framecount="71" style="background-image: url(https://mail.google.com/mail/im/emotisprites/frown3.png); background-position: 0px -180px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":1f" dir="ltr" class="kl" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; text-align: left; "&gt;because there is no mr darsey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":1f" dir="ltr" class="kl" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; text-align: left; "&gt;i seriously wanna be liz bennett&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="" class="kq" role="chatMessage" live="polite" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; color: rgb(88, 88, 82); margin-left: 1em; "&gt;&lt;div class="kp" style="text-indent: -1em; "&gt; Sent at 9:16 PM on Thursday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="f" class="km" role="chatMessage" live="assertive" style="margin-left: 1em; "&gt;&lt;div class="kk" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; "&gt; &lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr" style="font-weight: bold; margin-left: -1em; zoom: 1; "&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":va"&gt;how abt u be '*******'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vb" dir="ltr" class="kl" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; text-align: left; "&gt;and find a nice guy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vc" dir="ltr" class="kl" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; text-align: left; "&gt;huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vd" dir="ltr" class="kl" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; text-align: left; "&gt;wouldnt that be better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":ve" dir="ltr" class="kl" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; text-align: left; "&gt;1st of all liz is poor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vf" dir="ltr" class="kl" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; text-align: left; "&gt;darsey is socially retarded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vg" dir="ltr" class="kl" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; text-align: left; "&gt;and he is NOT good looking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vg" dir="ltr" class="kl" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div dir="t" class="km" role="chatMessage" live="assertive" style="margin-left: 1em; "&gt;&lt;div class="kk" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; "&gt;&lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr" style="font-weight: bold; margin-left: -1em; zoom: 1; "&gt;persianfl&lt;wbr&gt;ower10: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":1f"&gt;darseeeeey is amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":1f" dir="ltr" class="kl" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; text-align: left; "&gt;everyone has their faults&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="f" class="km" role="chatMessage" live="assertive" style="margin-left: 1em; "&gt;&lt;div class="kk" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; "&gt; &lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr" style="font-weight: bold; margin-left: -1em; zoom: 1; "&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":vh"&gt;although in the last scene he is dreamy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="t" class="km" role="chatMessage" live="assertive" style="margin-left: 1em; "&gt;&lt;div class="kk" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; "&gt; &lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr" style="font-weight: bold; margin-left: -1em; zoom: 1; "&gt;persianfl&lt;wbr&gt;ower10: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":1f"&gt;darseeeeey is amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":1f" dir="ltr" class="kl" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; text-align: left; "&gt;whatttever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="f" class="km" role="chatMessage" live="assertive" style="margin-left: 1em; "&gt;&lt;div class="kk" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; "&gt; &lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr" style="font-weight: bold; margin-left: -1em; zoom: 1; "&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":vi"&gt;only because he has love in his eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kk" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; "&gt;&lt;div class="kk" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; "&gt;&lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr" style="font-weight: bold; margin-left: -1em; zoom: 1; "&gt;persianfl&lt;wbr&gt;ower10: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" id=":1f"&gt;awwwwwwwwwwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":1f" dir="ltr" class="kl" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; text-align: left; "&gt;i know he does, doesnt he?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":1f" dir="ltr" class="kl" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; text-align: left; "&gt;so damn sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":1f" dir="ltr" class="kl" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":1f" dir="ltr" class="kl" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":1f" dir="ltr" class="kl" style="margin-bottom: 0.2em; text-align: left; "&gt;*** this is what romantic movies does to young girls. now my dear friend wants mr.darsey, a fictional character. sad. very sad.***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-3865852343868964301?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/3865852343868964301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=3865852343868964301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/3865852343868964301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/3865852343868964301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2010/01/hopes-and-dreams.html' title='HOPES AND DREAMS'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-5382857300602941610</id><published>2010-01-09T22:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:29:13.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hIgH</title><content type='html'>I have been trying to do my nails with smudging them for almost 2 weeks now; after over 50 attempts I am yet to have a perfect manicure. It's starting to be very depressing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, I have started my rotations and I'm super excited! Being in the lab is sooooo much fun! I could totally be a medical technologist, but I still want to move on to medical school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ON AN EVEN BRIGHTER SIDE, I have a new crush, I think, a very illegal crush. He is in high school... FAIL... I'm going to jail (that rhymes) but he is sooooo cute and adorable. I spend my time in church admiring him. Yes I said church. Don't judge me. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you might be able to tell I'm a little high tonight. I guess it's from sniffing all that nail polish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great night peeps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-5382857300602941610?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/5382857300602941610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=5382857300602941610' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5382857300602941610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5382857300602941610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2010/01/high.html' title='hIgH'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8275950278633486790</id><published>2010-01-06T04:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T04:38:29.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Single girl new years resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This year my new year resolution was not to make one so i wouldn't fail. Guess what? I failed at that too!  sigh... so here is my new years resolutionS (lots of them) for this year. And not surprisingly they have to do with finding a man. how lame is that? fail again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div class="figure fig-left" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; float: left; width: 197px; "&gt;&lt;img alt="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xYbuAUr7YOs/SfY5zNnWPMI/AAAAAAAAAc0/vVjQpFkwdYM/s400/Christian-Louboutin-shoes-Declic.gif" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xYbuAUr7YOs/SfY5zNnWPMI/AAAAAAAAAc0/vVjQpFkwdYM/s400/Christian-Louboutin-shoes-Declic.gif" height="207" width="197" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font: normal normal normal 77%/normal arial; display: block; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body cls" style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; zoom: 1; line-height: 1.5; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body cls" style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; zoom: 1; line-height: 1.5; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body cls" style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; zoom: 1; line-height: 1.5; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body cls" style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; zoom: 1; line-height: 1.5; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body cls" style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; zoom: 1; line-height: 1.5; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body cls" style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; zoom: 1; line-height: 1.5; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;1. Join a co-ed softball team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Never leave the house wearing sweatpants.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Use eye cream every single night!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Apply more SPF.&lt;br /&gt;5. Don’t go grocery shopping in big, baggy shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;6. Wear high heels more often.&lt;br /&gt;7. Smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Drink less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;9. Eat less junk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Say yes to being set up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;11. Say no to men who are only out for themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;12. Don’t waste more than one date on a bad prospect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;13. Pursue hobbies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large; "&gt;14. Exercise more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Read more books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Don’t date anyone under 28 or 29&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;(under 25 for me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;17. Stop looking at the 21-year-olds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;(sigh... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Borrow a dog and go to a dog park.&lt;br /&gt;19. Work on savings, 401K, etc.&lt;br /&gt;20. Learn to cook (argh).&lt;br /&gt;21. Keep my room clean.&lt;br /&gt;22. Try another dating web site.&lt;br /&gt;23. Move to the suburbs where guys want to settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;24. Be sweet and don’t criticize men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Stop cracking knuckles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;I'm adopting this list. lol. everything that is bolded and in red is what i'm gonna do.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;* this is borrowed from a blog on yahoo by Erin Meanley*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8275950278633486790?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8275950278633486790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8275950278633486790' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8275950278633486790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8275950278633486790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2010/01/single-girl-new-years-resolution.html' title='Single girl new years resolution'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xYbuAUr7YOs/SfY5zNnWPMI/AAAAAAAAAc0/vVjQpFkwdYM/s72-c/Christian-Louboutin-shoes-Declic.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-225713250818058878</id><published>2009-12-28T22:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:35:07.719-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><title type='text'>IM COMING BACK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/Szl4pAjVlYI/AAAAAAAAAPY/jZZWXLirsVs/s1600-h/HappyGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/Szl4pAjVlYI/AAAAAAAAAPY/jZZWXLirsVs/s320/HappyGirl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420496272435287426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been inspired to write again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just last night I was talking with a friend and he asked why I haven't blogged in a while. My answer to his question was simply "I have no inspiration". Well it was more like "I typically whine about boys and school and now I have no boys to whine about so I have nothing to say".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I have boys to whine about. BUT, I shall not whine. I will, instead, make a pledge to come back to blogworld in the upcoming year. NEW &amp;amp; IMPROVED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've missed it here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm off to see what everyone has been up to! (is that stalking?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*wonder if anyone else missed me....hmmmmmm....*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-225713250818058878?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/225713250818058878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=225713250818058878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/225713250818058878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/225713250818058878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-coming-back.html' title='IM COMING BACK!!!'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/Szl4pAjVlYI/AAAAAAAAAPY/jZZWXLirsVs/s72-c/HappyGirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8666246561276330852</id><published>2009-11-16T19:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:26:38.086-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustrated'/><title type='text'>MAD BLACK WOMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lately I've been bitter. Really bitter. I've been such a b!tch to everyone who has the ill fate of being around me. It seems like I can't even help being mean, but it's not that I can't help myself I no longer want to. I don't care. I no longer care about anything. I feel like I'm even pulling away from God because I'm so angry at everyone and everything and myself that I don't think God will listen to my prayers. I even feel angry when I think about praying. I can't talk to God" in that tone". I only have one emotion and the only way to express it is to scream, punch something or cry, or all of the preceding at the same time. I seriously need a vacation. Some time ALONE. Really alone. I just want to be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&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;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&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;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;* Things are bad when the only thing that makes me less angry is listening to "3" by Britney Spears. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8666246561276330852?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8666246561276330852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8666246561276330852' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8666246561276330852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8666246561276330852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/11/mad-black-woman.html' title='MAD BLACK WOMAN'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-6211366072479904944</id><published>2009-11-04T15:48:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:10:06.725-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thinking out loud'/><title type='text'>sigh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyone seems to be afraid of falling in love and (and/or) allowing someone to fall in love with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have we gotten to the point that we are all scared to death of a broken heart? Or is it that people just don't care anymore. Is it both?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Being in love can be a very wonderful thing. Those that are truly in love, or have been in the past will tell you about the intensity of the joy that it brings. They will explain that it is like none other. Having your heartbroken by the one you love seems to have an even greater impact. It brings you so close to the ground that many wish they could just seep under without anyone even noticing because you'd rather go without being thrown a 'pity party'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It seems that after being in love and experiencing its pleasure, then being forced to deal with the pain of having the love taken away, no one wants to take the chance of allowing themselves to feel the bliss of being in love as a result of the fear of being thrown back into a state of despair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've heard it said many times before ,"once bitten, twice shy", this seems to be the theme of people who have loved and lost. But what about " if at first you don't succeed, brush yourself off and try again".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-6211366072479904944?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/6211366072479904944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=6211366072479904944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6211366072479904944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6211366072479904944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/11/lost.html' title='sigh...'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-7224217647391102428</id><published>2009-10-24T18:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T18:42:52.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;                                                                                             *Leona Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Someone once told me that you have to choose&lt;br /&gt;What you win or lose&lt;br /&gt;You can't have everything&lt;br /&gt;Don't you take chances&lt;br /&gt;Might feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;Don't you love in vain&lt;br /&gt;Cause love won't set you free&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand by the side&lt;br /&gt;And watch this life pass me by&lt;br /&gt;So unhappy&lt;br /&gt;But safe as could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;So what if it hurts me?&lt;br /&gt;So what if i break down?&lt;br /&gt;So what if this world just throws me off the edge&lt;br /&gt;My feet run out of ground&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find my place&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear my sound&lt;br /&gt;Don't care about all the pain in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Cause i'm just trying to be happy, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna be happy, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;Holding on tightly&lt;br /&gt;Just can't let it go&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to play my role&lt;br /&gt;Slowly disappear, ohh&lt;br /&gt;But all these days, they feel like they're the same&lt;br /&gt;Just different faces, different names&lt;br /&gt;Get me out of here&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand by your side, ohh no&lt;br /&gt;And watch this life pass me by, pass me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;So what if it hurts me?&lt;br /&gt;So what if i break down?&lt;br /&gt;So what if this world just throws me off the edge&lt;br /&gt;My feet run out of ground&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find my place&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear my sound&lt;br /&gt;Don't care about all the pain in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Cause i'm just trying to be happy, ohh, happy, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;So any turns that i can't see,&lt;br /&gt;like I'm a stranger on this road&lt;br /&gt;But don't say victim&lt;br /&gt;Don't say anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;So what if it hurts me?&lt;br /&gt;So what if i break down?&lt;br /&gt;So what if this world just throws me off the edge&lt;br /&gt;My feet run out of ground&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find my place&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear my sound&lt;br /&gt;Don't care about all the pain in front of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro:&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be happy&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, yeah, happy, ohh, happy&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be, ohh&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be happy&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-7224217647391102428?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/7224217647391102428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=7224217647391102428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7224217647391102428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7224217647391102428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-5016344482882616018</id><published>2009-10-03T19:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:47:50.183-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the three muskateers'/><title type='text'>Do the right thing</title><content type='html'>How can I do the right thing when I don't know what the right thing is?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-5016344482882616018?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/5016344482882616018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=5016344482882616018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5016344482882616018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5016344482882616018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-right-thing.html' title='Do the right thing'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-9188126012477471394</id><published>2009-09-18T19:08:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T19:25:08.827-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters to him...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for my friend'/><title type='text'>Waiting to exhale...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SrQWd4MX_8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/veKOt8_eIYw/s1600-h/thbroken_hearted__.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 103px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SrQWd4MX_8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/veKOt8_eIYw/s320/thbroken_hearted__.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382952157170892738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It's somewhat relieving to know that I'm not the only one that has had to endure this pain but it also makes me sad to know other people have to feel this way. I hate this roller coaster that I'm on. I wish I could just not care anymore so the pain would go away. They say time heals all wounds but this one seems to be getting wider with every passing day. Until the day I get over you (I don't even want to get with you) and move on I am here sitting in my room, thinking bout you, almost wishing I never met you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Never again" that's what I said to myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I never wanna feel kind of pain again boy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Just when I think it's over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Just when I think it's through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I find myself right back in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So why does it hurt so bad oh baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Why do I feel so sad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thought I was over you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I keep crying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When I don't love you  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So why does it hurt so bad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I thought I had let you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Gotta get you outta my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Boy you hurt me so bad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(from Whitney Houston- Why does it hurt so bad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-9188126012477471394?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/9188126012477471394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=9188126012477471394' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/9188126012477471394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/9188126012477471394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/09/waiting-to-exhale.html' title='Waiting to exhale...'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SrQWd4MX_8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/veKOt8_eIYw/s72-c/thbroken_hearted__.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-1841417993387940275</id><published>2009-09-13T18:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T18:38:55.001-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters to him...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thinking out loud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for my friend'/><title type='text'>you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;i want you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; only you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; i keep coming back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;what is it with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;i guess its just you being you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-1841417993387940275?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/1841417993387940275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=1841417993387940275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1841417993387940275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1841417993387940275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/09/you.html' title='you'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-7496614773284981219</id><published>2009-09-03T08:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:14:18.618-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't eat, Can't sleep, Not falling in love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For the past couple days I've only been eating to stay alive. I have to force myself to put the food in my mouth, chew and swallow. As if this isn't bad enough, I can't sleep. You'd think that since I can't sleep I would stay up late and be productive, or at least pass the time on facebook. This is not the case. I stay in bed, eyes closed, dreaming, but not sleeping. I have intense headaches probably due to the lack of sleep and maybe to the fact that I'm dehydrated. The only liquids to pass my lips is water and mouthwash I use to rinse.  I don't know how I to fix my current "im falling in love symptoms" especially since it's not due to the usual cause. Hopefully it will all go away soon and I can go back to being normal, as relative as that might be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;p.s.  Love kinda stinks sometimes, doesn't it?  just sayin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-7496614773284981219?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/7496614773284981219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=7496614773284981219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7496614773284981219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7496614773284981219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-eat-cant-sleep-not-falling-in-love.html' title='Can&apos;t eat, Can&apos;t sleep, Not falling in love!'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-2138413599960564936</id><published>2009-08-24T07:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:12:21.534-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy...'/><title type='text'>Still...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;After going through this many times in my life, I still get butterflies in my stomach. Not becasue I am afraid. This is the result of overwhelming joy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Today is the first day of school. 4th yr in university. Stop looking at me like that! School is fun...on occasions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;I still pack my bag overnight, think about what I should wear, how I'm going to comb my hair. I even think about what I'll have for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;I still wake up hours before its time to get ready and stare at the clock with anticipation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Thoughts of what the year will be like, all the things I'll learn, all the people I will meet, how much I'll long for the next break after the first week flow in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;There is a pleasant smile fixed on my lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;This is year I vow to do my best. Try to limit the procrastination. Maybe I'll leave the latter for another time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;HERE'S TO ANOTHER GREAT YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;CHEERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;*p.s.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;As I wrote this is was listening to Pandora radio. These people know the inner working of my mind. They know exactly what to play. Five stars for Pandora!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-2138413599960564936?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/2138413599960564936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=2138413599960564936' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2138413599960564936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2138413599960564936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/08/still.html' title='Still...'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-6097289197812287980</id><published>2009-08-17T14:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T14:30:01.068-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Never forget your worth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SomhefnxqII/AAAAAAAAAPI/bk36YtNGSKI/s1600-h/ae370f81dfe3be2e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371001575872505986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SomhefnxqII/AAAAAAAAAPI/bk36YtNGSKI/s320/ae370f81dfe3be2e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By the time the Lord made woman he was into his sixth day of working overtime. An angel appeared to him and said, “Why are you spending so much time on this one?”&lt;br /&gt;The Lord answered, “Have you seen my spec sheet on her? She has to be completely washable, but not plastic, have over 200 moveable parts, all replaceable and able to run on diet coke and leftovers, have a lap that can hold four children at one time, have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart and she will do everything with only two hands.”&lt;br /&gt;The angel was astounded at the requirements. “Only two hands? No way! And that’s just on the standard model? That’s too much work for one day; wait until tomorrow to finish.”&lt;br /&gt;“But I won’t” the Lord protested. “I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart. She already heals herself when she is sick and can work 18 hour days.”&lt;br /&gt;The angel moved closer and touched the woman. “But you have made her so soft, Lord.”&lt;br /&gt;“She is soft” the Lord agreed, “but I have also made her tough. You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish.”&lt;br /&gt;“Will she be able to think?” asked the angel.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord replied, “Not only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason and negotiate.”&lt;br /&gt;The angel then noticed something, and reached out, touched the woman’s cheek. “Oops it looks like you have a leak in this model. I told you that you were trying to put too much into this one.”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s not a leak” the Lord corrected, “that’s a tear!”&lt;br /&gt;“What’s the tear for?” the angel asked.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord said, “the tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love, her loneliness, her grief and her pride.”&lt;br /&gt;The angel was impressed. “You are a genius Lord. You thought of everything! Woman is truly amazing.”&lt;br /&gt;And she is.&lt;br /&gt;Women have strengths that amaze men. They bear hardships and carry their burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy. They smile when they want to scream. They sing when they want to cry. They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous. They fight for what they believe in. They stand up to injustice. They don’t take “no” for an answer when they believe there is a better solution. They go without so their family can have. They go to the doctor with a frightened friend. They love unconditionally. They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards. They are happy when they hear about a wedding or a birth. Their hearts break when a friend dies. They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left. They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart. Women come in all shapes, sizes and colours. They’ll drive, fly, walk, run or email to show you how much they care about you. The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning. They bring joy, hope and love. They have compassion and ideals. They give moral support to their friends and family. Women have vital things to say and everything to give.&lt;br /&gt;However, if there is one flaw in women,&lt;br /&gt;it is that they forget their worth.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*inspirational forwarded message*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-6097289197812287980?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/6097289197812287980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=6097289197812287980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6097289197812287980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6097289197812287980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/08/never-forget-your-worth.html' title='Never forget your worth'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SomhefnxqII/AAAAAAAAAPI/bk36YtNGSKI/s72-c/ae370f81dfe3be2e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-6700828571272188615</id><published>2009-07-08T20:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:59:42.914-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustrated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>almost defeated...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SlVA9l2J9kI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lL-5eVBJslk/s1600-h/8eed891d2f24f890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356258758702528066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SlVA9l2J9kI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lL-5eVBJslk/s320/8eed891d2f24f890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't posted anything in a while because I've been busy studying for the MCAT, thinking about studying for the MCAT or convincing myself that I should be studying for the MCAT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this point, I am not studying for the MCAT. I am, however, freaking out about the Phsyics II class I am taking. Today was the third class and I am completely lost! I found it hard, in fact, IMPOSSIBLE to comprehend what the professor was lecturing about, and I have a test tomorrow. I have put off taking this class for 4 years because I knew it's not one of my strong points but now I'm thinking I might have to change my career and life plans because of this stupid class! Why on earth do I need to know any Physics?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so frustrated now. I just want to go to sleep and pray that when I wake up this will all go away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would drop the class and go to plan B (skip medical school and be a physician assistant) but I can't tell my parents that I'm going to waste over $1,000 (it's too late to get a refund for the class and I already paid for my MCAT too...).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What am I going to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need a tutor and some help from God realllllly bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-6700828571272188615?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/6700828571272188615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=6700828571272188615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6700828571272188615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6700828571272188615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/07/almost-defeated.html' title='almost defeated...'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SlVA9l2J9kI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lL-5eVBJslk/s72-c/8eed891d2f24f890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-4679641945072211340</id><published>2009-06-21T17:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T17:47:09.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Live like you were dying!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;i've been doing crazy things all wknd in the name of being bold. i now know why people do some of the outrageous things they do. the adrenaline rush is awesome!!! (after u get the courage to do it and before u start worrying abt the consequences)  but i also now know that staying in ur comfort zone is ok because in the morning even if u have regrets you won't have to worry abt broken bones or a broken reputation. hopefully when all is said and done my bones and reputation will still be in tip top shape! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;***soundtrack***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. Calle Ocho (I know you want me)  -  Pitbull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. Love Games -  Lady Gaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. Live like you were dying - Tim McGraw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-4679641945072211340?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/4679641945072211340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=4679641945072211340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/4679641945072211340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/4679641945072211340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/06/stupid-things.html' title='Live like you were dying!'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-2987675128546423577</id><published>2009-06-13T13:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T14:09:19.877-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giving God all the praise'/><title type='text'>God loves you and is with you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blessed are the poor in spirit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for theirs is the the kingdom of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blessed are they that mourn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for they shall be comforted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessed are the meek:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for they shall inherit the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for they shall filled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blessed are the merciful:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for they shall obtain mercy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blessed are the pure in heart: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for they shall see God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blessed are they which are persecuted for  righteousness sake: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blessed are ye, when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REJOICE AND BE EXCEEDINGLY GLAD: for GREAT IS YOUR REWARD in heaven: for so persecuted they the prohphets which were before you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Matthew 5 vs 3-12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-2987675128546423577?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/2987675128546423577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=2987675128546423577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2987675128546423577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2987675128546423577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/06/god-loves-you-and-is-with-you.html' title='God loves you and is with you!'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-54127366940500386</id><published>2009-06-11T11:35:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:55:34.380-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thinking out loud'/><title type='text'>blogging...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;if you have been reading my blog for awhile you will know that there are 2 guys that I have very strong feelings for, they are both 2 of my best friends (they know about each other but don't know each other...) and that i seem to fluctuate between the 2. crappy life, i know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;in the past 2 days i've had 'serious talks' with both of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;friend #1 said we'll only be friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;friend #2 basically said deny God and i'll marry u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;FML&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;during the convo with friend # 1 he was describing the guy i should give my heart to, the guy that will do good to me. all roads led to friend # 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i dont know why i'm blogging or what i'm saying. but i do know that God and I will be talking abt this as soon as I get to heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;till then i'm gonna keep on believing that God has someone in store for me, like friend #2 described "just like me (talking abt himself...) but religious".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-54127366940500386?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/54127366940500386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=54127366940500386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/54127366940500386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/54127366940500386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogging.html' title='blogging...'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-1923006863369762492</id><published>2009-06-09T20:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:53:19.411-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thinking out loud'/><title type='text'>Its time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/Si8D4TbvCgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/TSU4VKwuX1I/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345495548536228354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/Si8D4TbvCgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/TSU4VKwuX1I/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you do when the one thing you need to do is the one thing you don't want to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can you let go when all you want to do is hold on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-1923006863369762492?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/1923006863369762492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=1923006863369762492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1923006863369762492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1923006863369762492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-time.html' title='Its time....'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/Si8D4TbvCgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/TSU4VKwuX1I/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8765058245922251186</id><published>2009-05-31T22:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:18:38.222-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thinking out loud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>I really do LOVE SEX!!!</title><content type='html'>I've thought about it, dreamt about it, read about it, talked about it with my friends but I can't talk about it with the one I should be able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a lot of people my age, sex is one of my fave topics :-) After all it is quite interesting. It's all over, EVERYTHING can be related to sex. Its like ... I don't know... it's hard to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a weird post... why am I talking about this? sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can say anything to my friends and not feel 'weird' about it. But I tried to talk about it with... yeh him... and I acted like a freaking 6th grader (from the days when I was in the 6th grade, not these days). How embarassing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a phobia of kissing, I'm 20! Isn't that weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have intimacy issues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8765058245922251186?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8765058245922251186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8765058245922251186' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8765058245922251186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8765058245922251186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-really-do-love-sex.html' title='I really do LOVE SEX!!!'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-5941049171201449576</id><published>2009-05-17T20:30:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:32:27.162-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Feasting on Soul Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I was just at my dear friend Scotchie's blog and as I read her post I was reminded of what a great remedy music was for any and every ache, and I needed something to ease my pain so I decided to revert to doing two of my favourite things. Listening to love songs and writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So as I listen to this sountrack (&lt;em&gt;Leaving nothing unsaid&lt;/em&gt;) that I stole from Scotchie a couple years ago and let the music take me away, I will write about whatever comes to mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. Colour of Love - Boys II Men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Strange enough this song reminds me of Scotchie. LOL. There is a quote that says maybe your girlfriends are your soulmate and guys are just people to have fun with, with every passing day my belief that this statement is completely true increases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. Come a little closer- Brandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I haven't had a lot of people leave me but for some unknown reason it seems like every time I get close to someone I have to leave. :-( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. The only one for me - Brian McKnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yes, Mr. Big... we both know you are the only one for me. "I want still, I always will, cause you're the only one for me".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. Still - Tamia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my prayer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;5. Trippin - Toni Braxton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Does this mean if you don't fight then you don't really know if your love is real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;6. Charlene - Anthony Hamilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;... you dont know what you have till it's gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;7. Where will you go - Babyface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This is for you again Mr.Big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;8. Nothing - Brandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;On behalf of my sidekick im dedicating this one to the one that has her heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;9. I wanna love you - Donnell Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Need I say anything? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;10. Am I worth it - Heather Headley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Am I worth it?&lt;/span&gt; :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;11. Wings of forgiveness - India Arie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;--- same as # 8---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;12. Lucky charm - Jagged Edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;On behalf of Daniel i'm dedicating this to Trudy (especially since she loved J.E so much)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;13. Crazy - KC &amp;amp; JoJo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I can't think, think about this &lt;strong&gt;crazy&lt;/strong&gt; day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I lose sleep just to daydream about you babyyyyyyyy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm going &lt;strong&gt;crazy, crazy, crazy&lt;/strong&gt;, just to thinkin about you lately (&lt;strong&gt;crazy&lt;/strong&gt; baby) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm going &lt;strong&gt;crazy, crazy, crazy&lt;/strong&gt;, just to thinkin about you baby (I don't know what to do) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm going &lt;strong&gt;crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy&lt;/strong&gt;, thinkin about you lately (&lt;strong&gt;crazy, crazy, crazy&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm going &lt;strong&gt;crazy, crazy&lt;/strong&gt;, (&lt;strong&gt;crazy, crazy&lt;/strong&gt;) when I can touch you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crazy, crazy&lt;/strong&gt; (I'm going &lt;strong&gt;crazy)&lt;/strong&gt; when I can hold you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crazy, crazy,&lt;/strong&gt; (I'm going &lt;strong&gt;crazy&lt;/strong&gt;) when I can see you again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(Said I'm going &lt;strong&gt;crazy&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;think they need some more crazy 's' to cover me.... missing you terribly Mr.Big!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;14. I wish - R.Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;where'd this come from Scotchie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;15. Why ask Why - Tamia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mr.Big, you never have to doubt the love I have for you. I am and will forever be completely and truly and deeply in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;16. Supposed to be - Toni Braxton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;***satisfied***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-5941049171201449576?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/5941049171201449576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=5941049171201449576' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5941049171201449576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5941049171201449576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/05/feasting-on-soul-food.html' title='Feasting on Soul Food'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-2554170646009742927</id><published>2009-05-06T21:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:01:48.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How does it feel to be in love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;friend:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;nahjaj&lt;/em&gt; how does it feel to be in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt;  it feels like... u know how it feels to be walking on the beach with the sea breeze blowing in ur face and there are laughing children running around and lovers holding hands and smiling at each other?  its better than that !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friend:&lt;/strong&gt;  lmao, that was a very random description&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it very hard to put into words the way I feel when I think about him. The feelings are ... there I go fighting to come up with words that will at least attempt to do justice to the marvelous things I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... can you describe &lt;strong&gt;How it feels to be in love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-2554170646009742927?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/2554170646009742927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=2554170646009742927' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2554170646009742927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2554170646009742927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-does-it-feel-to-be-in-love.html' title='How does it feel to be in love?'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-7332312845569973233</id><published>2009-04-22T21:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:58:36.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 greatest loves!</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My bedroom and all the things in it. I especially love my bed, pillows and blankets :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My cell phone, I love that I can text/call those dearest to me at almost anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My laptop, without it my life would be incomplete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My car, even though I use you and never feed or clean you I still love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My pillow, I really love my pillow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My soft comfy black jacket that feels like a hug... ahhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My poetry book, thanks for keeping my secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My wonderful friends! Thanks for always being there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My family, especially my parents and little brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Neville :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, thanks for keeping your promise. You have never left me nor forsaken me :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;*This is obviously from least to most. Had to save the best for last.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;** To Neville - no matter how hard I try, I can never stop loving you! (this is one thing i dont mind failing at)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-7332312845569973233?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/7332312845569973233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=7332312845569973233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7332312845569973233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7332312845569973233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/04/10-greatest-loves.html' title='10 greatest loves!'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-6102916981640129215</id><published>2009-04-18T22:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:33:20.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wish me luck!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;If you found out today was your last day on earth how would you feel? Are there things you will wish you would've done? Things you would've said? Are there things you wished you didn't do? Things you didnt say? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;I keep telling myself I need to leave my comfort zone and go out and explore the world without my leash that prevents me from going too far. I need to break the chains that tie me to the door and prevent me from taking risks. It is time to overcome the fear that keeps me in my corner with my hands over my face hoping that 'IT' will go away and I won't have to face it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;I have tired so many times to step out and I have in some cases but I keep coming back. Now that I've learned that I might not be able to escape the restraints of my comfort zone, I have decided to settle for taking vacations. So now I'm trying to build up the courage to step out and grab something (someone) I want and take them back with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;I don't want to die with regrets, but if I have to have regrets I'd rather it be that I did something than that I never even tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-6102916981640129215?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/6102916981640129215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=6102916981640129215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6102916981640129215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6102916981640129215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/04/wish-me-luck.html' title='wish me luck!!!'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-1752268852836668745</id><published>2009-03-20T16:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:11:01.657-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy...'/><title type='text'>Think on these things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes it is hard to be nice to peolpe when you are facing problems or if they are being unkind to you. But you must always remember to 'do unto others as you would have them do unto you'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A sharp tongue can cut your own throat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Think before you speak!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If you want your dreams to come true, you mustn't oversleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I'm gonna need to work on this)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Of all the things you wear, your expression is the most important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Smile :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The best vitamin for making friends..... B1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;You reap what you sow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The happiness of your life depends on the quality of your thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dream big! Aim for the highest achievable goals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The heaviest thing you can carry is a grudge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let go and let God deal with it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you lack the courage to start, you have already finished.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ideas won't work unless 'you' do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your mind is like a parachute...it functions only when open&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The 10 commandments are not a multiple choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The pursuit of happiness is the chase of a lifetime! It is never too late to become what you might have been.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;As long as you have breath... there is hope!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is too short to wake up with regrets. So love the people who treat you right. Forget about the one's who don't. Believe everything happens for a reason. If you get a second chance, grab it with both hands. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said life would be easy, they just promised it would be worth it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends are like balloons; once you let them go, you might not get them back. Sometimes we get so busy with our own lives and problems that we may not even notice that we've let them fly away. Sometimes we are so caught up in who's right and who's wrong that we forget what's right and wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-1752268852836668745?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/1752268852836668745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=1752268852836668745' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1752268852836668745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1752268852836668745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/03/think-on-these-things.html' title='Think on these things.'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-713027367110239873</id><published>2009-03-07T22:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:56:17.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SLOW FADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;by Casting Crowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be careful little eyes what you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;It's the second glance that ties your hands as darkness pulls the strings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Be careful little feet where you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;For it's the little feet behind you that are sure to follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's a slow fade when you give yourself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;It's a slow fade when black and white have turned to gray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thoughts invade, choices are made, a price will be paid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;When you give yourself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;People never crumble in a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;It's a slow fade, it's a slow fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Be careful little ears what you hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;When flattery leads to compromise, the end is always near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be careful little lips what you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;For empty words and promises lead broken hearts astray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;It's a slow fade when you give yourself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;It's a slow fade when black and white have turned to gray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Thoughts invade, choices are made, a price will be paid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;When you give yourself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;People never crumble in a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;The journey from your mind to your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Is shorter than you're thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Be careful if you think you stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;You just might be sinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;It's a slow fade when you give yourself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;It's a slow fade when black and white have turned to gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Thoughts invade, choices are made, a price will be paid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;When you give yourself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;People never crumble in a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Daddies never crumble in a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Families never crumble in a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh be careful little eyes what you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh be careful little eyes what you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the Father up above is looking down in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh be careful little eyes what you see&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-713027367110239873?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/713027367110239873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=713027367110239873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/713027367110239873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/713027367110239873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/03/slow-fade.html' title='SLOW FADE'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8997823669929218789</id><published>2009-03-04T21:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:41:45.580-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Wrong choice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309526554614497570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/Sa86RTVNASI/AAAAAAAAANg/HJnDXogZuWM/s320/a26a61e511f2a502.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Choosing to hide away and not deal with problems is usually a bad choice. But in some cases hiding/shying away could be the solution to the problem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm still not sure as to wheter or not this is a bad choice. &lt;strong&gt;I have decided that in order to bring this falling back in love with mon ami to to an end I should also halt our friendship, in other words I'm avoiding him as much as possible &lt;/strong&gt;so I won't be reminded of how awesome he is. However, I don't think this is a good approach since I still have to see him everyday and he's been so wonderful to me I don't want to be mean to him but I can't seem to pull off this avoiding him thing without being a bitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What should I do?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I need help!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*why couldn't I still just be in love with the idea of being in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309527971419696946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/Sa87jxV4rzI/AAAAAAAAANw/nSBukolmwrI/s320/14db45f2af8514fc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8997823669929218789?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8997823669929218789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8997823669929218789' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8997823669929218789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8997823669929218789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/03/wrong-choice.html' title='Wrong choice?'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/Sa86RTVNASI/AAAAAAAAANg/HJnDXogZuWM/s72-c/a26a61e511f2a502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-5707197858969498815</id><published>2009-03-01T15:56:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:19:56.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My FML story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Have you ever visited the website fmylife.com? It's pretty cool. When you feel like your life is messed up just go on over and read about people with really messed up lives. Some stories are funny and some are just... sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;However, when you have a story that is worthy to be posted on fmylife.com, nothing, ABSOLUTELY nothing can cheer you up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, here is my fmylife story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;On Friday, for some unknown reason I was completely and totally crushing on a friend of mine. Well, if you have been around here for awhile you will know who I'm talking about. This friend has been the topic of numerous my posts, anything involving &lt;em&gt;'mon ami'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anywho... like I was saying, I was really loving this here dude on Friday so much so that my arms kept trying to hug him. Just when I finally decided to let my arms do their thing, his girlfriend called. FML #1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;On Saturday, I really missed this here dude so I decided to talk to him. So I go online and say hi. He responds we exchange a few sentences then he seemed to disappear, so I said 'later' and left. Guess he didn't want to talk. FML#2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sunday, I rise with the morning sun, there were no birds singing outside my window but I didn't think much of it. I start studying and waited for this here dude to come online so we could talk. Things are going ok. We aren't really talking but I wasn't missing him. I was alright. Another friend comes online and in our convo decides it would be a good idea to tell me that this here dude and his girl celebrated their anniversary the day before. I am officially depressed. The information was supposed to make me not want him anymore. FAIL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I still love him. FML #3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Three strikes you are out. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*FML - fuck my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Feel free to find this amusing. I might some time in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAVE A BETTER DAY THAN I AM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-5707197858969498815?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/5707197858969498815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=5707197858969498815' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thinking out loud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pour l&apos;amour de ma vie'/><title type='text'>Midnight thoughts of you....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;untitled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to love and be loved is the greatest feeling ever&lt;br /&gt;it takes you to the top of the highest mountains&lt;br /&gt;and throws you down into the deepest valleys&lt;br /&gt;but when all is said and done&lt;br /&gt;theres nothing that can compare&lt;br /&gt;to the feeling i feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;whenever you are here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;NJ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-2158572245295716423?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/2158572245295716423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=2158572245295716423' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2158572245295716423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2158572245295716423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/02/midnight-thoughts-of-you.html' title='Midnight thoughts of you....'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-6544265851902787028</id><published>2009-02-14T18:36:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T19:25:52.427-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pour l&apos;amour de ma vie'/><title type='text'>Perfection in the midst of imperfection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SZdghwDQECI/AAAAAAAAAMY/lqesSYIJnQA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302813219202535458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SZdghwDQECI/AAAAAAAAAMY/lqesSYIJnQA/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;As I stand here before you today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Looking into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I see love like I've never seen it before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The smile upon your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That cause wrinkles at the corners of your lips;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I see, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Imperfection in the midst of perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You take my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Say the words I've long wished to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joy and fear saturate my being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I open my mouth and fight to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Words that are punctuated by sobs;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Imperfection in the midst of perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This love we have created&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This love that withstands all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This love that helps me rise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This love that remains true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This love that is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel, Perfection in the midst of imperfection.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Valentine's Day Babe. &lt;strong&gt;I love you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;today, tomorrow and forever&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N.J.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-6544265851902787028?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/6544265851902787028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=6544265851902787028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6544265851902787028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6544265851902787028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/02/perfection-in-midst-of-imperfection.html' title='Perfection in the midst of imperfection'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SZdghwDQECI/AAAAAAAAAMY/lqesSYIJnQA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-5660523519050585813</id><published>2009-02-09T20:26:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:04:20.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's just not that into you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SZDl5_RRu4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/6IMXNNtxU4o/s1600-h/0d6ac3c8daff4c66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300989545814276994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 81px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SZDl5_RRu4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/6IMXNNtxU4o/s320/0d6ac3c8daff4c66.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Once upon a summer day, in a far way state, a dear friend handed me a pretty pink and green book. As she handed me the book she said, "You really should read this. It might help". I was excited to see what wonderful stories and lessons this little pink and green book had in store for me. Then my eyes caught the title, 'He's just not that into you'. I looked up at this dear friend with a confused and somewhat sad expression and mumbled "who's not into me?". She responsed "him" and pointed to the very handsome guy sitting at the circulation desk in the library. The guy who had been winking and smiling at me for over a month but had not asked me out. This confused and saddened me even more so I said "I don't want him. But...why isn't he?". She put her arm around my shoulders and said "just read the book."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I spent hours reading this book that I had now deemed 'evil' because of its brutally honest information. When I finally read the last word of the last sentence of the last paragraph on the last page I realized that my friend was right, he was just not into me. This depressed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after I was introduced to thebook I returned it to my friend and vowed to never love again. I decided I'd be single forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I hear those words , 'he's just not that into you', whether it's a line in a movie, a quote in a book, or it's being said to a poor heartbroken girl, I see the very handsome guy at the circulation desk smiling at me and I feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do guys play with our feelings? Why can't they just be real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can handle the truth, we (girls) all can. And in this case, &lt;strong&gt;the sooner we learn the truth the better&lt;/strong&gt;. So go ahead, lay it all out. Don't feel bad for us because we will soon be over you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The movie 'He's just not that into you' that is based on this very informative book is now in theathres (at least in the US), go see it! My girlfriends and I went to see the movie today. It was pretty good. I didn't really appreciate the fact that it had a typical fairytale ending but I can live with it (deep down somewhere I'm glad it did Keeping hope alive....).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-5660523519050585813?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/5660523519050585813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=5660523519050585813' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5660523519050585813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5660523519050585813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/02/hes-just-not-that-into-you.html' title='He&apos;s just not that into you'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SZDl5_RRu4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/6IMXNNtxU4o/s72-c/0d6ac3c8daff4c66.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-988101657530902349</id><published>2009-02-06T20:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T20:32:39.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE TO BE ME!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;At twenty years of age i'm still looking for a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A war's already waged for my destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But you've already won the battle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And you've got great plans for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Though i can`t always see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;`Cause i got a couple dents in my fender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Got a couple rips in my jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Try to fit the pieces together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But perfection is my enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;On my own i'm so clumsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But on your shoulders i can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm free to be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;When i was just a girl i thought i had it figured out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My life would turn out right, and i'd make it here somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But things don't always come that easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And sometimes i would doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And you`re free to be you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i believe that i can do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yet other times i think i've got nothing good to bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But you look at my heart and you tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;That i've got all you seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And it`s easy to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Even though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;                                                                                                           By  Francesca Battistelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-988101657530902349?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/988101657530902349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=988101657530902349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/988101657530902349'/><link rel='self' 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you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Naresh&lt;br /&gt;2. Nahja&lt;br /&gt;3. Savvy&lt;br /&gt;4. Squirrel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) &lt;strong&gt;4 places you have lived:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. St.Ann, Jamaica&lt;br /&gt;2.Mandeville, Jamaica&lt;br /&gt;3. Brunswick, GA&lt;br /&gt;4. Laurel, MD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 noises that drive you crazy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. a weird sound my brother makes especially to annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;2. my alarm&lt;br /&gt;3. sirens&lt;br /&gt;4. helicopters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D)&lt;strong&gt; 4 movies you could watch over and over:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Serendipity&lt;br /&gt;2. Music and Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;3. The Gods Must Be Crazy I&amp;amp;II&lt;br /&gt;4. Rush Hour 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 TV shows you love to watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. HOUSE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. NCIS&lt;br /&gt;3. CSI&lt;br /&gt;4. Jeopardy (it IS a tv show!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Places you have been on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Florida (all over FL)&lt;br /&gt;2. New York City&lt;br /&gt;3. Texas... i know who goes to Texas for vacation...&lt;br /&gt;4. Jamaica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 websites you visit daily (or semi-weekly):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Facebook&lt;br /&gt;2.Blackboard (UMB)&lt;br /&gt;3.Yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;4. Youtube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 of your favorite foods:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Curry chicken and Rice and Peas&lt;br /&gt;2. Steam fish and Bammy&lt;br /&gt;3. Ackee and saltfish, green bananas and dumplings&lt;br /&gt;4. Curry goat and white rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I) &lt;strong&gt;4 things you are allergic to:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bad drivers&lt;br /&gt;2. Free time&lt;br /&gt;3. Dairy&lt;br /&gt;4. Washing dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J) &lt;strong&gt;4 of your favorite hobbies:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Reading&lt;br /&gt;2. Listening to music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3. Watching House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4. Studying... might as well be a hobby.... its what I do in my 'free' time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;K) &lt;strong&gt;4 places you would love to travel to:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Greece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2.France&lt;br /&gt;3.London&lt;br /&gt;4. Italy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;L) &lt;strong&gt;4 pets you've had:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. dog&lt;br /&gt;2. dog&lt;br /&gt;3. parrot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4. goldfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-5039348742519365687?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/5039348742519365687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=5039348742519365687' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5039348742519365687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5039348742519365687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/02/4-names-people-call-you-1.html' title='Struggling to keep my sanity'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-2912001486301697881</id><published>2009-01-12T15:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:02:36.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SWuvWuwboSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/pakLhNyGWGY/s1600-h/th_monday.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290514992319930658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SWuvWuwboSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/pakLhNyGWGY/s320/th_monday.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"It's never too late to have a happy childhood."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I saw that quote on a bumper sticker today and it made me uncomfortable. I was quite disturbed because I was wondering what the person meant by their comment. As far as I know, after you have passed your childhood years you can't have them back. You can chose to have a heck of an adulthood to make up for it but you just can't have it back. It doesn't work like that. If you try to get back your childhood you end up doing strange things, case in point, Michael Jackson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, in closing, do the best with what you have now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;history&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; is a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mystery&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That's why it's called the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;present&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-2912001486301697881?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/2912001486301697881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=2912001486301697881' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2912001486301697881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2912001486301697881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-monday.html' title='Happy Monday!!!'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SWuvWuwboSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/pakLhNyGWGY/s72-c/th_monday.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-1633432084926455236</id><published>2009-01-11T22:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:30:47.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SAVE A LIFE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Be a Medical Technologist!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-1633432084926455236?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/1633432084926455236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=1633432084926455236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1633432084926455236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1633432084926455236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2009/01/save-life-be-medical-technologist.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-5809511224100034838</id><published>2008-12-31T23:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:09:17.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Gems may be presious, but friends are priceless."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SVxERZYlEHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/krNWPvAgxBA/s1600-h/5eb1fd2b97a7ddce.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286175128288563314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SVxERZYlEHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/krNWPvAgxBA/s320/5eb1fd2b97a7ddce.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102);font-size:13;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;In less than 12 hrs 2008 will be history, and as I sat down to write my farewell 2008 post I was swept away by nostalgic thoughts/feelings. I signed on and hit the 'new post' button and I saw a picture of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;mon ami &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;come into view, and before I knew it I was daydreaming about our times together (I mean this in a non-romantic way). I saw him with a big grin on his face while he was telling me about the new episode of Naruto. I remember thinking "he's so adorable... so passionate about this... he's crazy...". I try really hard to pay attention but I always seem to drift off to dreamyland. He gets this look in his eyes, kinda like a child that just got a new toy and thinks its the coolest thing ever. And he speech is so... animated... so full of life. Before I could finish that thought, I saw him looking at me from the chair next to mine, smiling at me with that same twinkle in his eye and it makes me wonder if... no, it couldn't be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I don't know where he came from, but c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;arino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; just decided to invade my thoughts too. He is such a sweet guy, really nice person. He's probably my only male friend that cares enough to read my blog. If that's not reason enough to love him I don't know what is. But trust me kid got some mad player skills. Of course he won't admit it. Hey, true players never admit it, but I can feel it. Don't get mad at me if you read this dear. I still love you anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Now I see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pocahontas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; laughing their heads off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; is tearing up like she always does when she laughs too much, and now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pocahontas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;is snorting which is making &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; laugh even more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;is got her name because she looks like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; from Aladdin. And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pocahontas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; got her name because... well... she's her favorite Disney princess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pocahontas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; is still very much into Disney princesses. Pure innocence. These are my new girlfriends. They are beautiful, smart, fun, absolutely crazy women. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; is kinda like Charlotte from Sex and the City, she has a great fashion sense, she is very caring, and she got a good man! We are still trying to figure out who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pocahonta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;s is. She isn't settled like Miranda, and she's definitely NOT Samantha. Me, I get to be Carrie. Even though I'm not as fashionable as she is, I am a writer (or at least a wanna be writer), and I believe in fairytale love stories, and I kinda have my own Mr.Big. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;B, I'm calling her "B" because she's the only girl that I've known that has as many admirers as Beyonce. Girl is gorgeous. I have yet to figure out if it's a blessing or a curse to have such beautiful girlfriends. Almost every guy at our high school wanted her. Imagine trying to get a guys attention standing next to her. Thankfully, our taste in men was very different and the guys I liked preferred nerds to supermodels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Scotchie, my dear Scotchie. The best friend any one could ask for. She has put up with my whining for the past 3 yrs. She has spent countless hours trying to keep me sane amidst all the craziness that is my life. I want to be just like her when I grow up. She is also a beautiful, smart, tres intelligent woman. She has a song for every occassion, and has the ability to turn my frowns into smile with simple phrases such as 'i want to sleep, do u want to sleep?' or ' baby carrots'. Even though we don't talk as much as we used to, and I don't see her as often as I'd like to she is still a major part of my life and I would kill for her if I had to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Mr.Big ... He is the only person I that I can't be mad at. If I claim to be angry with him all he has to do is look at me and all my anger disappears. He has a way of calling me just when I think to call him. I would pick up the phone and he'd say 'Hey babes, just called to see how my Queen is doing' , then we'd talk about our day. Then we'd get silent. On my end I'm listening to him breathe and wishing I could be where he is. Then he'd say 'can I tell you a story?' and then he'd tell me a story that is 75% true and 25% made up just so it can be funny. I miss having him next to me everyday. I miss the way he used to smile at me to let me know where he heart is when he was surrounded by girls who were practically begging for his attention. I miss the way we'd sit and hold hands and smile at each other and not say a word. Best conversations I've had in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:'lucida grande';" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&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:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;As 2008 leaves to make way for 2009, I am saying a prayer, thanking God for the friends he has given me. My only wish for 2009 is that God will bless all my friends and family and make all their dreams come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-5809511224100034838?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/5809511224100034838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=5809511224100034838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5809511224100034838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>That something within</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Times; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: right;font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 125%; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;by  Jackie Dove-Miller &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1.2em; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 125%; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="91%" id="table37" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="searchquote" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 128%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 8px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;There is something within me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;That is strong enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;To keep me from toppling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Over the edge of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sanity,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Over the ledge of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;frustration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Or over the hedge of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;All-out foolishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It leads me to prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When I would otherwise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;There is something in my make-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Or my bringing up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Or just the way I look up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;That straightens my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And bows my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It becomes the focus of my meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The sentiment in my supplication,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The reason for my transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;That thing inside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Has me choosing light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Though darkness covers all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It wells up like ocean waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Come to drown those who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Think they deserve to push me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hold me down or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Steal my joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I have a spiritual strength that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Grows deeper and speaks louder as I get to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;More about who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Where did IT come from?" Someone recently asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I answered, "In my developing stage, someone said out loud,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;'You sure are good at _______,'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My puny soul embraced that seed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and it planted itself deep inside me and took root.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I tested that tiny bit of ego-strength against&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The negative family messages that focused on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What I was NOT good at, making me feel small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And disconnected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I was NOT good at being like my mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Who was all but saintly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I was NOT good at being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Like my sister who was beautiful and dainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I was NOT ballerina thin, nor prissy neat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But I WAS good at ________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And when I looked a little further, I discovered that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I was GOOD ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Good enough to bear fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And reap a harvest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Good enough to plant a seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;In others and watch them grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Magnificent and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I was GOOD ENOUGH to relate to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The GOD inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So, this poem is for all my sister-friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Who don't yet know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;YOU are better than what your mothers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;your teachers, the men in your life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;or even the good sisters in church have called you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Because God has called you Blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And HIS is the only voice that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So, here and now, I pray OUR sister-prayer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Help me to release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;the self-doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;That lives in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Remind me daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;That I am the product of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Your hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And all that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you make... ALL THAT YOU MAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Is Perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="searchquote" style="text-align: center;font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 128%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 8px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="searchquote" style="text-align: center;font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 128%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 8px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-3821326420895417979?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/3821326420895417979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=3821326420895417979' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/3821326420895417979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/3821326420895417979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/12/that-something-within.html' title='That something within'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-9202111610439336436</id><published>2008-12-06T22:41:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:13:14.052-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lonely'/><title type='text'>feeling blue...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/STtNRxfDvVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/d1-KWeYktcI/s1600-h/51ea9568922968ee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276896356131388754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/STtNRxfDvVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/d1-KWeYktcI/s320/51ea9568922968ee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.youtube.com/watch?v=BVTyLqkez6A"&gt;I wish I were a boy&lt;/a&gt;... then maybe I could understand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could get out of this circle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r6p1sBuEaLw"&gt;Love and I&lt;/a&gt; are breaking up... again... but not for long because I know I'll change my mind and want to love again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-9202111610439336436?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/9202111610439336436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=9202111610439336436' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/9202111610439336436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/9202111610439336436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/12/feeling-blue.html' title='feeling blue...'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/STtNRxfDvVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/d1-KWeYktcI/s72-c/51ea9568922968ee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-1961637823433327617</id><published>2008-11-18T16:01:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:16:36.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;There is a strong need in our society to have everything defined without any ambiguity. However, it is not always easy to come up with unquestionable definitions. There are some things that are neither hot nor cold. They may be 'warm'. These things are hard to accept in many instances, but accept them we must. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I haven't been able to come up with an unquestionable reason for the dramatic increase in 'relationship issues/problem' that has occured among my friends within the past few weeks, but I am hypothesizing that the problem is a &lt;strong&gt;'lack of clear or adequate communication'&lt;/strong&gt;. You know things are bad when even your best friend fails to understand what you are saying. They should, it's part of their job description! I've been trying to explain to my friends what I want in a relationship at this point in my life and no one seemed to understand what I was saying until today. &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY !!!&lt;/strong&gt; *sigh of relief* I think I had been doing a really bad job at explaining myself because all I've been saying for the past month is that I want a 'friend with benefits'. Pick your jaw up off the floor... not that kind of benefits. There will be no sex involved. My friends and I just realized that is what we have all been trying to explain to each other and the men around us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A 'friend with benefits' relationship falls into the category of 'hard to explain'. It has many different meanings. It can be made in whatever your heart desires. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;My girls and I did the best to explain what a 'friends with benefits' relationship meant to us. This is what we came up with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. we are &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; completely single but at the same time we are &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; in a relationship... we are somewhere in the middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. we have someone to chill with, hug and kiss whenever the need arise. (NOTE: physical contact is limited to hugs and kisses)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;3. the relationship has the potential to develop into something more but this should &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; be the intent in the beginning of the relationship as it would be perfectly legal for it to stay in the same place for a greatly extended period and be terminated without penalty if either party decides to get serious with someone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;***Soundtrack***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cjYKbc4ENZI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Buddy&lt;/a&gt; - Musiq Soulchild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-1961637823433327617?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/1961637823433327617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=1961637823433327617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1961637823433327617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1961637823433327617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-is-strong-need-in-our-society-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-2007784467668424155</id><published>2008-11-16T18:48:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:17:48.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dick-less men</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends are like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They come and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the ones that &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are the ones that &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends!!! They are some of &lt;strong&gt;THE COOLEST&lt;/strong&gt; people on the planet!!! Some of the craziest people too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was on the phone with one of said crazy friends and as usual we got to the topic of men, here's a part of the convo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You know how in the beginning of the relationships you tell a guy you dont plan on having sex with them and they say they have no problem with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yeh! such liars! they dont mean it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friend:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I know. I wish they didn't have dicks! Dicks always ruin my relationships because they want to do things dicks like. I wish when I met someone they didnt have a dick or it should be small, like a baby carrot, then it woulld grow slowly til we get married and then it would be big, fully functional and ready to work!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;laughing out loud&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OMG!!! That is hilarious!!! But you know what... you have a point! That would be awesome!!! It would make life so much easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It would be very nice to find a dick-less man because then he's not supposed to feel the need to have sex (&lt;em&gt;I know this is scientifically wrong but who cares&lt;/em&gt;) which take A LOT of pressure off the relationship but at the same time that would be &lt;strong&gt;very scary!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I would definitely run if I were to found out a prospective hubby was dick-less!!! I wouldn't believe a story that the baby carrot had the potential to grow into &lt;strong&gt;bigger and better&lt;/strong&gt; things either!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-2007784467668424155?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/2007784467668424155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=2007784467668424155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2007784467668424155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2007784467668424155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/11/dick-less-men.html' title='Dick-less men'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-7752884258218435992</id><published>2008-11-14T18:09:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:58:46.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to smile about...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love is falling asleep dreaming of the one that makes you smile. Love is waking up smiling about the one you dream of.&lt;br /&gt;~ Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"It is a curious thought, but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous that you realize just how much you love them."&lt;br /&gt;~ Agatha Christie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"The best feelings are those that Have no words to describe them...."&lt;br /&gt;~ Michelle Hammersley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;" Love is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful; it is not arrogant or rude. "&lt;br /&gt;~ Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sometimes I miss you so much, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I just want to rip you out of my dreams and hug you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far in distance,&lt;br /&gt;but near at heart,&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be the angel of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I may not get to see you as often as I like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I may not get to hold you in my arms all through the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But deep in my heart I truly know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you're the one that I love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and I can't let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Somewhere there is someone that dreams of your smile,&lt;br /&gt;and finds in your presence that life is worthwhile,&lt;br /&gt;so when you are lonely remember it’s true,&lt;br /&gt;someone somewhere is thinking of you."&lt;br /&gt;Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When love feels like magic,&lt;br /&gt;you call it destiny.&lt;br /&gt;When destiny has a sense of humor,&lt;br /&gt;you call it serendipity.&lt;br /&gt;~ Serendipity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Missing someone is your heart's way of reminding you that you love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If I had to choose between loving you and breathing ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I would use my last breath to tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-7752884258218435992?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/7752884258218435992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=7752884258218435992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7752884258218435992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7752884258218435992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/11/something-to-smile-about.html' title='Something to smile about...'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8905843843766859329</id><published>2008-11-07T08:53:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:42:29.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANGEZ (I have put my records on)</title><content type='html'>The leaves on the trees have changed their colours; from &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt;.The weather has changed from being &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;warm&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;freezing cold&lt;/span&gt;! Americans have elected their first&lt;strong&gt; black&lt;/strong&gt; president. And... I have exited my comfort zone once again and I have &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; intentions of going back. Things are looking good on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have blogged about stepping out so many times and within days I would run back into my little box and cover my face too afraid that something bad might happen if I even look out. So this time I'm not going to say that I'm&lt;strong&gt; never &lt;/strong&gt;going to go back. I'm just saying that I don't plan on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scothie you'd be so proud of me! Your squirrel is letting her hair down :-D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sountrack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;Unwritten&lt;/em&gt; - Natasha Beddingfield&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;Put your records on&lt;/em&gt; - Corrine Bailey Rae&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;Here I am&lt;/em&gt; - Jasmine Richards&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;This is me&lt;/em&gt; - Demi Lavato&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;Taking chances&lt;/em&gt; - Celine Dion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8905843843766859329?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8905843843766859329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8905843843766859329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8905843843766859329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8905843843766859329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/11/changez-i-have-put-my-records-on.html' title='CHANGEZ (I have put my records on)'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-2392606113692853242</id><published>2008-11-01T20:20:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:26:44.798-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy...'/><title type='text'>TOTALLLY AWESOME WEEK!!! (the happy post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the weather was sooooo nice! after having a very cold week God sent us some sunshine and warmth. my bro and i went for a walk and took pics and crazy videos. was so much fun :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Monday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Got to see &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;il mio amico carino ed adorabile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (my cute and adorable friend... who i will refer to as carino hereafter).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1st class was so cool. the professor is absolutely hilarious. she was telling us about how back in the day... long long b4 we were around, the men used to write letters to the women they wanted to be with... and the ladies could tell how much they guys really liked them by the way they closed their letters. if the guy was stuck on 'truly yours' the women were advised to find another man. LOL:-D however, if the guy signed the letter 'truly yours today,always and forever' then he was in looooooooove!!! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#009900;"&gt;2nd class... quiz --&gt; bye bye :-D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tuesday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;Two horrible exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wednesday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NO SCHOOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;pretty cool lab... got a few winks from the hott TA ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HALLOWEEN PARTY!!!&lt;/strong&gt; so... boring old me decided to go to the halloween party with my friends. we didnt dress up cuz we r too cool for that.LOL. but we had lots of fun. I took a shot and wanted a couple more but I had to drive home and my friends weren't drinking so i didnt... good peer pressure :-) plus good girls like me dont drink to get drunk!(&lt;em&gt;everything in moderation&lt;/em&gt;) oh yeh and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;carino&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was disappointed i drank... :-( . the costumes at the party were pretty cool, although i didnt know wat some ppl were. secret... shhhh... i saw this one dude, i coulda sworn he was dressed up but the poor thing wasnt! i felt so bad afterwards. im still begging God for forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;Got pulled over for speeding!60 in a 35 mph zone... (60 is slow for me too. stupid speed limits!!!) but thanks to my clean driving record and the fact that i wasnt drinking that nite ;-) the very sweet cop let me off. God even takes care of his delinquent children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANOTHER HALLOWEEN PARTY!!!&lt;/strong&gt; the professors in my department are so cool man... most of them were dressed up. there was a witch, M&amp;amp;M's, a goddess and a zombie looking woman. the student costumes were nice too. we got goodie bags with lots of candy and other stuff.... yes i attend a UNIVERSITY... a very prestigious one too!!! but our program is so much like high school (&lt;em&gt;except for our actual course work)&lt;/em&gt; but im not complaining, being grown up gets boring sometimes&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sabbath was great as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Went to a dinner with my family... had some good Jamaican food!Curry goat and rice and peas.. fried plantains...potato salad... carrot cake...(list is kinda long...think i'll stop here... still full... *sigh*) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So yeh... had a truly great week. Love my new friends thissssssssssssssss much!!! you guys are SOOOOO much fun to hang out with!!! :-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-2392606113692853242?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/2392606113692853242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=2392606113692853242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2392606113692853242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2392606113692853242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/11/totallly-awesome-week-happy-post.html' title='TOTALLLY AWESOME WEEK!!! (the happy post)'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8101161873585857282</id><published>2008-10-31T23:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:05:37.306-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SQvVFj_mVcI/AAAAAAAAAIg/exM3i_kndBk/s1600-h/200px-10_Things_I_Hate_About_You_film.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263534881050613186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SQvVFj_mVcI/AAAAAAAAAIg/exM3i_kndBk/s320/200px-10_Things_I_Hate_About_You_film.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I had a really happy post in mind but i'll save that for later, when im on top of the hill again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho... have u ever seen the movie &lt;em&gt;10 things I hate about you&lt;/em&gt; ? great movie isn't it? this poem is from that movie and its one of my favourite and im really having a love/hate relationship with it tonite. so here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hate the way you talk to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And the way you cut your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hate the way you drive my car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hate it when you stare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hate your big dumb combat boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And the way you read my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hate you so much that it makes me sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It even makes me ryhme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hate the way you're always right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hate it when you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hate it when you make me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Even worse when you make me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hate the way you're not around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And the fact that you didn't call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8101161873585857282?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8101161873585857282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8101161873585857282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8101161873585857282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8101161873585857282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-i-had-really-happy-post-in-mind-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SQvVFj_mVcI/AAAAAAAAAIg/exM3i_kndBk/s72-c/200px-10_Things_I_Hate_About_You_film.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-7226089194593816371</id><published>2008-10-27T20:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:26:38.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The way it is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes we try to find &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every action&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every reaction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every emotion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; without knowing that the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beauty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is not in finding &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the answers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but in being able to ask &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the questions&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/34133044-7226089194593816371?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/7226089194593816371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=7226089194593816371' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7226089194593816371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7226089194593816371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes-we-try-to-find-reason-for.html' title='The way it is...'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-9017850371656117183</id><published>2008-10-19T00:56:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T01:15:15.443-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>rants and raves...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SPrCV0KlFFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/aC5WYvSWiyY/s1600-h/3587500872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258729194944533586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SPrCV0KlFFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/aC5WYvSWiyY/s320/3587500872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;I've been trying to write a decent post for the longest while but it has been so hard because i have so much to say but cant find the words. so now im sitting here in my pjs listening to some of the sweetest love songs ever written and thinking how much i hate all the writers right now! how is it they could have been so blessed to find such 'perfect' love when some of us are longing for that and it's nowhere to be found. Now Rascal Flats &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'God Bless The Broken Road'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is playing and im longing for the day when i can get to the end of this broken road and claim my prize. things are really bad when you start to doubt that the one you've always believed would be there for you for always will actually be there for you. no he hasnt done anything bad except fail to return a phone call or two but this distance is really getting to me and im afraid it will make him forget me soon :-( so many people around me are having 'problems' even though they pretend everything is ok. i cant pretend anymore. i dont want to. i love you, i miss you, and im scared too! i dont wanna lose u! i dont wanna live without u! michael bolton says &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'love is a wonderful thing' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i do agree but damn it hurts so bad sometimes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-9017850371656117183?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/9017850371656117183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=9017850371656117183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/9017850371656117183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/9017850371656117183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/10/rants-and-raves.html' title='rants and raves...'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SPrCV0KlFFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/aC5WYvSWiyY/s72-c/3587500872.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-5485856965284265018</id><published>2008-10-10T18:36:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T11:06:08.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SPISRY-PnvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/bPNMJqnS8pQ/s1600-h/laughing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256283805065387762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SPISRY-PnvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/bPNMJqnS8pQ/s320/laughing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Professors are very peculiar people!!! They say the strangest things!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There are very few things in life that is better than GREAT FRIENDS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Too much of a good thing is bad for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Girls love Boys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Boys love Girls!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Homework should be done ASAP not ATLM (at the last minute).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Smiling at male store clerks generates discounts!!! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tyrese is still VERY SEXY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Some of us aren't as tough as we think we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Skinny jeans are awesome... dont want them to go out of style :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. can u guys tell i have nothing to say... lol... i'll be back with something sensible one of these days! promise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-5485856965284265018?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/5485856965284265018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=5485856965284265018' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5485856965284265018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5485856965284265018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts...'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SPISRY-PnvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/bPNMJqnS8pQ/s72-c/laughing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-4581819501949147615</id><published>2008-09-25T17:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T20:01:46.052-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Settle or Not To Settle?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm surrounded by geniuses and the competiton is stiff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But I like challenges so I'm gonna roll with it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A newly acquired friend of mine has been stressing over a certain 'pothole' in her life. She's really young and this may soon pass but it's got me thinking. Is it right for us to set standards for our significant others? Standards that they may have no intentions of living up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This friend of mine is very similar to me. We bascially have to same goals in life. Get into medical school, get our M.D. degree, marry our prince charming and live happily ever after (yes, it's that simple!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thing is... we have certain standards that our&lt;em&gt; 'potential'&lt;/em&gt; prince charming have to live up to in order to qualify for the position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;First and foremost, he must have the same or at least similiar religious beliefs to the ones we have. Secondly, he must be physically attractive and have a nice personality (loyal, humble, kind, caring, funny...etc). Finally, he&lt;strong&gt; must&lt;/strong&gt; be academically inclined... well he has to at least be aiming to get an M.D degree or equivalent... PhD in something worthwhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Is this too much to ask? (the whole M.D/ PhD. thing?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are our standards too high?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Should there be exceptions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-4581819501949147615?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/4581819501949147615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=4581819501949147615' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/4581819501949147615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/4581819501949147615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-surrounded-by-geniuses-and.html' title='To Settle or Not To Settle?'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-977522985732900416</id><published>2008-09-11T11:31:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:20:06.104-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>all sorts of Q&amp;A</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. What’s worse - Physical or Mental cheating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All cheating is bad... the beginning is mental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Is it easier to forgive or forget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive.. forget is so hard to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Can men and women be ” Just Friends?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I guess we can....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Dating co-workers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad idea!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. All expenses paid vacation to anywhere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Europe... the entire continent!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. On the way to the electric chair - What’s your last meal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Stem fish and bammy from Little Ochie in JA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. Water parks are…?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. When you are “In Love” do you notice other people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nope... blind as a bat. It's very sad. I am hopelessly devoted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. Is flirting cheating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;makes me jealous .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. Would you rather have 1 great friend or 5 pals?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 great friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. If someone called you a bitch would you be offended?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... might slap 'em too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. Are you ok with your significant other being friends with an ex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nope...&lt;/span&gt; I have just come to realization that I have a jealous nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13. Would you live with someone without marrying them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;no... things might happen that shouldn't. why set myself up for temptation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14. Favorite sport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15. Is toilet paper hung over or under?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16. Do you squeeze toothpaste from the middle or end of the tube?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;who cares...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17. How do you feel about tanning booths?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't care less... i dont need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18. Friends with benefits?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yes please :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19. Do you believe in angels?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20. Would you rather take pictures or be in pictures?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both... take pics of myself... LMAO :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;21. Have you ever flirted with someone you had no interest in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh yeah... i am now ashamed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;22. Ever kissed a random person and then walked away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO :-D yep... on a dare.... (well not truly random had seen the guy around school b4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;23. Would you buy bootleg merchandise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24. What color looks best on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;25. If you could play any sport professionally what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;26. Ever break up with someone and regret it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope... not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;27. Are you a jealous person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;not over all... but ... yeah... with my 'person'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;28. Would you ever have plastic surgery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;no never!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;29. When do you want to get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finish school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;30. Who has the sexiest accents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;English men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;31.Next concert you’re attending?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Uh-mmh...none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;32. Favorite song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trust Me- Crystal Lewis. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;33.Favorite movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tough question... but I'm gonna say &lt;em&gt;Grease&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;34. What’s your occupation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Student&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;35. What’s your sign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cancer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;36. Are you a beach, country or city person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;definitely country.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;37. Best vacation spot you’ve been to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Negril , Jamaica&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;38. Have you ever had a “secret affair?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nope&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;39. If you could own a non-traditional pet which would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;monkey!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;40. Favorite show as a child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walker Texas Ranger&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;41. Where do you spend most of your money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the bus...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42. Are you currently working at a job that you hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;don't have a job&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;43. Have you ever been so heart broken that you called in sick to work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;skipped class...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;44. Favorite summer drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Strawberry daquiri :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;45. Can you change a car tire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;maybe... I know what to do but I've never tried before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;46. Favorite cologne / perfume?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sicily - Dulce&amp;amp;Gabana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;48. Would you consider yourself adventurous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nope... I'm kinda on the boring side these days...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;49. What is your My Space profile song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't have a Myspace... I'm ALL Facebook :-) although I hate the new one they have now... grrrrrrr....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;50. Favorite concert attended?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heritage Singers... a decade ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;51. Would you date an already attached man / woman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;No way!!! Like having my people all to myself!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;52. Would you sing Karaoke in front of co-workers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My classmates.... hmmmmm... maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;53. Can you shoot pool?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I...a... hmmm... dunno&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;54. Do you like your siblings’ significant others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My bro is currently single. well... my &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; brother has a girlfriend... I'm starting to like her... it'll make him happy :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;55. Can you drive a stick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would love to learn!!! It's kinda sexy ;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;56. Did you wear white at your wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;have never been married...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;57. Have you ever sat and hoped for a phone call?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;as pathetic as that is... yes...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;58. Ever skip school and spend the day at the beach?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;no... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;59. Favorite TV show/s?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;House and CSI.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;61. what are you waiting for at the movies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Transformers 2 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;62. What is your favorite holiday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;63. Describe your fighting style: drunken master or angry monkey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;drunken monkey maybe... lol... I'm a LOVER not a FIGHTER!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;64. Piercing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;none... God gave me all the holes I need :=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;65. Tattoos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;nope&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;66. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Books-a-Million... LOL :-D joking... maybe Victoria's Secret ;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm tagging &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Afrobabe, Neema Divine, Antipop,SolomonSydelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and anyone else not tagged please be my guest and do the tag&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-977522985732900416?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/977522985732900416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=977522985732900416' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/977522985732900416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/977522985732900416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-sorts-of-q.html' title='all sorts of Q&amp;A'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8843428739022635600</id><published>2008-09-08T18:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T18:39:38.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Habits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SMWpmYPBaeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/tDShfUDQQ-c/s1600-h/2053648534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243783817948391906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SMWpmYPBaeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/tDShfUDQQ-c/s320/2053648534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SMWpmTzxv0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/zGScntrU3Y8/s1600-h/172829092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243783816760377154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SMWpmTzxv0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/zGScntrU3Y8/s320/172829092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SMWpmzku_vI/AAAAAAAAAGg/MzfUq4fMh7g/s1600-h/501562014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243783825287216882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SMWpmzku_vI/AAAAAAAAAGg/MzfUq4fMh7g/s320/501562014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SMWpmxDx8tI/AAAAAAAAAGo/QLPMVoXprBA/s1600-h/673580300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243783824612127442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SMWpmxDx8tI/AAAAAAAAAGo/QLPMVoXprBA/s320/673580300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;So... all the bad habits I've kicked are somehow finding their ways back under my skin. From the excessive consumption of junk food, to slacking off in school, to biting my nails, they are all coming back!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Recently, I've been having really strong urges to eat junk food. I crave chocolate and french fries all day!!! And if that wasn't bad enough I have no desire to study or do anything related to academics. Can you believe that? Me, Nahjaj not wanting to study!!! I live for school!!! Next thing you are gonna hear is I don't have a crush!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;What is happening to me?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8843428739022635600?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8843428739022635600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8843428739022635600' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8843428739022635600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8843428739022635600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/09/bad-habits.html' title='Bad Habits'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SMWpmYPBaeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/tDShfUDQQ-c/s72-c/2053648534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-3757565524523111259</id><published>2008-08-31T19:52:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:31:57.395-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy...'/><title type='text'>It's all coming back to me / Living for today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have you ever had an old love come back into your life and stir up old feelings? You know this person calls you out of the blue or you meet them in the streets and decide to have lunch 'for old times sake' and before you know they have taken your heart back. Didn't even ask if they could have it. Didn't give you the chance to object. It can be a good thing if you are free, single and disengaged but if you are taken, whew... trouble. Luckily for me I have no one... mon ami doesn't count since technically he's only my &lt;strong&gt;friend&lt;/strong&gt;. For once I'm not even mad about it. Don't get me wrong I'm not over him... at all... but I loving him as my friend, not complicating things with wanting more. I am accepting what is. He'll always have a special place in my heart. Might even be my best man... LOL :-D But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am welcoming back my old love with open arms!!! Been missing him for too long to let him go again!!! And no I'm not jumping of the cliff just yet... I'm taking it slow. Enjoying the ride. I am no longer gonna dream about the future so much that I miss out on the present. Another day isn't guaranteed so I'm living for today :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* Soundtrack*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Just for Today- India Arie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) It's all coming back to me - Celine Dion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-3757565524523111259?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/3757565524523111259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=3757565524523111259' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/3757565524523111259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/3757565524523111259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/08/its.html' title='It&apos;s all coming back to me / Living for today'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-1247450134913750632</id><published>2008-08-23T13:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T13:56:50.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school !!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The 2008-2009 school year has begun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I had orientation this week...all week!!! The first couple days were so high on the boring scale that it might be illegal to talk about here. Yesterday was fine though. Spent all day in the lab which was cool although we were doing basic stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;My classmates.... hmmm... they all seem to be pretty cool. No one is stuck up or look boring. The guys.... not bad-looking. In fact, if Homan wasn't around I might have devoted my attention to one in particular but with &lt;em&gt;mon ami&lt;/em&gt; there I have no interest in anyone but him. Yep, I'm still crazy about him even though I shouldn't be but does my heart listen?... nope... and even my head agrees that he's special and worthy of my undivided attention and affection. He really is a GREAT guy and a WONDERFUL friend. He looks out for me and makes my life a lot better when I'm not stuttering/talking crap or dropping things because he's looking at me or too close to me. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;My teachers... well... some seem to be lively, others could take a page out of Dr.Brown's book and be louder and more fun. I love teachers that are loud, it will be less likely for me to sleep. I'm worried about staying awake in the classes with the soft-spoken teachers. Might have to start consuming caffeine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;All in all , being the nerd I am (I'm embracing my nerd-like tendencies :-D ) I am looking forward to the beginning of classes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;To everyone that is starting school soon or has started already... GOOD LUCK THIS YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-1247450134913750632?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/1247450134913750632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=1247450134913750632' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1247450134913750632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1247450134913750632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-school.html' title='back to school !!!!!!!'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-868493026437891981</id><published>2008-07-30T23:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T00:41:07.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Q&amp;A</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;He said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"people have this typical view of love, happiness, beauty and the sort, like it has to be defined to be accepted."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;What is your view on love, happiness and beauty? Do they have to be defined to be accepted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-868493026437891981?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/868493026437891981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=868493026437891981' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/868493026437891981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/868493026437891981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/07/people-have-this-typical-view-on-love.html' title='Q&amp;A'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-7346690217940884106</id><published>2008-07-28T11:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:10:02.119-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxious'/><title type='text'>Leaving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SI3ttws-GqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Qp7-KWTI05I/s1600-h/280744081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228096112870431394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SI3ttws-GqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Qp7-KWTI05I/s320/280744081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And she ventures out of her comfort zone again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Is this it?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Or will she come back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-7346690217940884106?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/7346690217940884106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=7346690217940884106' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7346690217940884106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7346690217940884106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/07/leaving.html' title='Leaving...'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SI3ttws-GqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Qp7-KWTI05I/s72-c/280744081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-7370058611943129812</id><published>2008-07-20T20:12:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T20:34:30.891-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy...'/><title type='text'>Lord I believe in You</title><content type='html'>Giving praise to the One who brings me joy. The One on whom I know I can &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; depend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lord I believe in You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Crystal Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though I can't see Your holy face &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Your throne in heaven above &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It seems so far away &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though I cant touch your nail scarred hands &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a deep and unspeakable joy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That makes my faith to stand &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lord, I believe in You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ill always believe in You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Though I cant see you with my eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Deep in my heart Your presence I find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lord, I believe in You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I'll keep my trust in You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let the whole world say what they may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No one can take this joy away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lord, I believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Born from above&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Gods only chosen one &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Youre the one and only true way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the Fathers heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You died for all sin &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then you rose and now live again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conquering death and the grave &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So that I might live &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lord, I believe in You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll always believe in You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Though I cant see you with my eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Deep in my heart Your presence I find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lord, I believe in You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I'll keep my trust in You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let the whole world say what they may &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No one can take this joy away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lord, I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-7370058611943129812?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/7370058611943129812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=7370058611943129812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7370058611943129812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7370058611943129812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/07/lord-i-believe-in-you.html' title='Lord I believe in You'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-6857787102479943825</id><published>2008-07-16T18:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T22:33:51.019-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy...'/><title type='text'>and the blessings keep pouring in !!!</title><content type='html'>My mother met him and SHE LOVES HIM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is a very sweet person, she's totally awesome and she is VERY protective off her offsprings which can be translated into her being strict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has never really &lt;em&gt;met&lt;/em&gt; mon ami and of course she was skeptical, ' I have to meet him!' So today was the day. I was so anxious, scared, nauseated. I mean if she didnt like him my life would be bad I'm so crazy about him I dont want to hear that we cant be friends. But she met him and she adores him which is TOTALLY AWESOME!!! They talked for a loooong time and joked ... she even invited him over again, she's even gonna cook for him!!! I'm still in shock. I mean I figured she'd like him just not this much. Too bad I can marry him :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all... Praise the Lord God Almighty!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS GOOD!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-6857787102479943825?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/6857787102479943825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=6857787102479943825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6857787102479943825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6857787102479943825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-blessings-keep-pouring-in.html' title='and the blessings keep pouring in !!!'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-7504123952611378479</id><published>2008-07-14T14:17:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:10:02.355-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy...'/><title type='text'>A very HAPPY Squirrel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SHucJsjthiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RD9i7Noyz5Y/s1600-h/squirrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222939883259921954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SHucJsjthiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RD9i7Noyz5Y/s320/squirrel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;LIFE IS GOOD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU JESUS!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My summer break hasn't been the best I've had but still it has been great. From the road trips to the belly laughs generated from hanging out with my family to sleeping in, it's been good. Intially I had expected this summer to suck since I had no plans for my free time. I still kinda wish I had a more &lt;strong&gt;productive&lt;/strong&gt; holiday but hey... this works!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today I got my package from the school I'm supposed to be attending in the fall and I'm sooooooooooooo excited despite the fact that I'll have to wake up at 5 am!!! I'm definitely looking forward to starting school, to being back in the lab. I miss the test tubes, pipettes, and the gloves... ahhhhhh... my happy place second to actual patient care. My schedule is actually very strange and kinda scary but &lt;strong&gt;you gotta do what you gotta do, so you can do what you wanna do&lt;/strong&gt;. I have two classes per day!!! sounds good huh? well..... one if from 8 30-12 and the other is from 1-4 so they'll be looooong. My butt is already hurting just thinking about it. However, whatever pain that will be the result of being in class that long should be relieved by &lt;em&gt;mon ami'&lt;/em&gt;s presence. LOL. That's just icing on the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, I'm off to enjoy the rest of my vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;peace and love :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A very happy squirrel (Nahja).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-7504123952611378479?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/7504123952611378479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=7504123952611378479' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7504123952611378479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7504123952611378479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/07/very-happy-squirrell.html' title='A very HAPPY Squirrel'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SHucJsjthiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RD9i7Noyz5Y/s72-c/squirrel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-7120789303719745151</id><published>2008-06-29T18:55:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T19:56:29.898-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20 year old wisdom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In my twenty years on this earth I have learned a lot of things. There are many things that I've seen, heard and done that were sooooooooooooo cool and that I'd do again in a heartbeat. And there are things there I've seen, heard, and done that I wish never happened and do not wish to have a replay of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things that fall in the ' please replay' category:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Spending many days in elementary school staring at my then best friend Nicholas and having him stare back and smile at me. (He was sooooooooooooooo cute)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Grade six Christmas concert!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;High school (specific days ONLY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;All the &lt;em&gt;'moments'&lt;/em&gt; Neville and I had :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Homecoming '06.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My 16th, 18th, 19th birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rita, Nyketa and I running around Coastal Georgia Community &lt;strong&gt;College&lt;/strong&gt; acting like kids!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Leadership conference 2006 (I'm still sorry for complaining about the state of the room Rita but it was dirty,and smelly, that was rude, they should've cleaned the room. ooops, still complaing... sorry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Shopping with Rita on Friday afternoons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hanging out at the pier and Zuzu's. Oh and of course Wally's world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Working at Lung Associates and hanging out with McDreamy at the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Organic Chemistry and Genetics class this past Spring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The time I spent with Homan admiring his intelligence, laughing at his craziness, and braiding his hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(there are so much more but I don't have time to list them...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things that fall in the 'DO NOT REPLAY' category:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wearing my socks up to knees the first week of high school!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Slipping and sliding in the mud in the 9th grade in front of Ricardo. (talk about embarassing! I had a HUGE crush on the guy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The day Hilare and Chris printed the evil love poem claiming it was from me to Ricky and distributed it around the entire school!!! I would never write that crap. I write better &lt;a href="http://savvy-puppylove.blogspot.com/"&gt;peotry&lt;/a&gt; than that!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The convo I had with Neville about migrating :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Prom... 'nuff said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During the past two decades I also learned some very important lessons. Here are a few that I'd like to share with you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Choose your friends wisely the have a GREAT impact on the person your are and the person you will become.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Stay close to positive people, people that can help you. Avoid negative people, they will ruin you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Set goals, work hard to acheive them and NEVER let anyone tell you can't accomplish them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Remember all the compliments you get. Forget the bad remarks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Music is goooooood soul food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Don't be afraid to love someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Don't be afraid to let someone love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALWAYS put God first and EVERYTHING else will fall into place&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally here are my goals for the next 20 years:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Attain a M.D/PhD degree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Be a successful Critcal Care Doctor specializing in Pulmonology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Marry my prince charming (If we find each other...) and have 2 children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Open a school for disadvantaged children where EVERYTHING will be free of cost to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Write a novel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-7120789303719745151?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/7120789303719745151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=7120789303719745151' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7120789303719745151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7120789303719745151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/06/20-year-old-wisdom.html' title='20 year old wisdom...'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8051078522781578592</id><published>2008-06-24T21:11:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:10:02.651-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im doing this as I watch...'/><title type='text'>BET AWARDS '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SGG6N1GuZOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/W6SKX9EqaHI/s1600-h/bet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215654590228096226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SGG6N1GuZOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/W6SKX9EqaHI/s320/bet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Usher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;is the bomdiggity!!! His performance was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HOTTTTT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!!!!! and he is as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SEXY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as ever!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I wish rappers would learn more words so they can substitute the curse words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEYO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.... ohhhhhhh baby...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;GROWN and SEXY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He's a great songwriter, he can dance and he can sing... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nahja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; likes :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alicia Keys'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;performance was great!!! LOVED how she brought out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;En Vogue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TLC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It seems like black people think it's ok for them to be racist... I say 'them' because I am not rascist...I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kanye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;doesn't thank anyone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T Pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and his peeps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ROCKED&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T Pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;is da sh!t !!!!!! (no Pain, no gain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NEVER COULD HAVE MADE IT...NEVER WOULD HAVE MADE IT...WITHOUT YOU LORD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chris Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;is all grown up!!! I want him to &lt;em&gt;take me down&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Let's see if &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kanye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is gonna thank anyone now... yay!!! he does!!! LOL... but of course... he has to 'big up' himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Congrats to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AL GREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my daddys favorite singer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AL GREEN'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;performance convinced me I was born in the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wrong decade&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THAT'S my kinda music!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I wanted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Soulja Boy Tell 'Em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to win the viewers choice award...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wasn't really feeling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Rihanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but maybe I'm just jealous cuz she has Chris Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Congratulations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr.Quincy Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;YAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Alicia Keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;won best female R&amp;amp;B artist&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lil Wayne's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;performance sucked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;All in all, the awards this year was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;GREAT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8051078522781578592?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8051078522781578592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8051078522781578592' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8051078522781578592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8051078522781578592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/06/bet-awards-08.html' title='BET AWARDS &apos;08'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SGG6N1GuZOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/W6SKX9EqaHI/s72-c/bet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-4490182495206217343</id><published>2008-06-23T21:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:12:41.575-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just saying...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Boys SUCK!!! (for now...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Camp Rock... ROCKS!!! (yes... I still watch Disney movies at &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; 20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;French dominoes is a very nice way to waste time. I spent 7 hrs playing today!!! (blogger needs a life...lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Little kids are EXTREMELY noisy!!! (I should've known that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dancing is great exercise. (no exclamation marks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Excessive use of parentheses are annoying aren't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lucky number 7 - MY 20th birthday is in 6 days!!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-4490182495206217343?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/4490182495206217343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=4490182495206217343' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/4490182495206217343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/4490182495206217343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-saying.html' title='just saying...'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-5075652928327700080</id><published>2008-06-11T17:37:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:10:04.570-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy...'/><title type='text'>SMILING :-D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seems as though I will receive my ticket out the door (the front door of my house that is). The hospital does need me :-) Feels so good to be needed. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210776447388758994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SFBlki6UM9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/QLSKwfTUyjs/s320/open+door.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shopping is definitely great therapy!!! I love my Mommy (not only because she bu&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SFBi8IEWLFI/AAAAAAAAADo/Rf8h7Ua9UOg/s1600-h/dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ys me cute dresses!) -Got a cute dress to show off my very sexy boobs and booty!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210775715176727090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SFBk57NXQjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/npF2KHwhI-o/s320/dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends are a necessity!!! Thanks to my Rita with whom I had a long convo with yesterday for the first time in weeks and mon ami Homan who just makes me smile by saying 'hey' on AIM, &lt;em&gt;I got it bad...I know&lt;/em&gt;,(BTW HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABE *MUAH*), I am no longer depressed. Thanks guys!!! Love u both lots!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210776075134444482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SFBlO4J-I8I/AAAAAAAAAE4/qUaT4XeJahU/s320/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;80 degrees weather is great !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210776084183506530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SFBlPZ3b3mI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8E9zGDdQqh8/s320/sunshine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My grandparents are coming from Jamaica to spend a couple weeks with us tomorrow!!! They are gonna bring lots of Jamaican food!!! YAY!!!! And my cousin is here from Florida so we have a full house :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210775707329786242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SFBk5d-gcYI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SDHdX2UAtQI/s320/ackee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210775709362162194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SFBk5ljEChI/AAAAAAAAAEY/jrNURrTP-Ic/s320/ackee+and+saltfish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God bless all songwriters of sweet, sexy, abosultely lovely songs may it be R&amp;amp;B, Neo-soul, other stuff I like or soul food like Gospel.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210776077286544658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SFBlPALElRI/AAAAAAAAAFI/q3JEMS9eoGM/s320/music+and+lyrics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank God for the people that came up with Skype as well. Oh yeah... and the people that came up with blogger.com.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210779078647820274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SFBn9tHXL_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/3eggUfwD97E/s320/skype.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank God for my blogworld peeps too!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210779072505177106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SFBn9WO15BI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VXxZFP_BXHg/s320/blogger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This sounds like a awards show speech....... so to end... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you Mom!!! Thank you to my fans!!! Thank You God!!! Goodnight everyone!!!!! &lt;em&gt;*blowing you kisses*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210775715153327394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 77px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="77" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SFBk57HyNSI/AAAAAAAAAEo/qP-WFRU4xbU/s320/blowing+kisses.jpg" width="99" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-5075652928327700080?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/5075652928327700080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=5075652928327700080' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5075652928327700080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5075652928327700080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/06/smiling-d.html' title='SMILING :-D'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SFBlki6UM9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/QLSKwfTUyjs/s72-c/open+door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-7737258844413415226</id><published>2008-06-03T21:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:10:04.752-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'>Bored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SEXysuo8bzI/AAAAAAAAAC4/IXuQnrCZLfM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207835394371776306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SEXysuo8bzI/AAAAAAAAAC4/IXuQnrCZLfM/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... as you know I'm on vacation from school for the summer, yay :-( I'VE BEEN BORED OUTTA MY MIND!!!! I have offered my services to the local hospital to help out in the lab but I haven't been able to start and now I am hearing there might not be a space for me. WHEN DID PEOPLE START TURNING DOWN FREE LABOR!!! So here I am... bored to tears. My only source of joy so far have been a few good novels and my friends, who by the way I only talk to online!!! Whoever said 'I love my computer cuz my friends live in it' must have had a life like mine. I knew this summer wasn't going to be the 'bombdiggidy' but I didn't think it'd be this bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need something to do before I completely lose my mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-7737258844413415226?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/7737258844413415226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=7737258844413415226' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7737258844413415226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7737258844413415226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/06/bored.html' title='Bored...'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/SEXysuo8bzI/AAAAAAAAAC4/IXuQnrCZLfM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-4374174514796930088</id><published>2008-05-27T22:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:33:47.172-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giving God all the praise'/><title type='text'>He is marvelous!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This weekend was really really fun! I went to see my family.. LOL. Actually I went to the zoo. There were so many really cool animals. All different sizes, shapes and colors. The birds had the prettiest colors. The Tucan (fruit loops bird :-D ) had such beautiful colors on its beak, it had the such a human like personality too. There were so many different types of monkeys, and a VERY wide variety of small mammals. There was so much proof of God's existence. I didnt even see everything they had and of course they dont have every creature ever made!!! That experience would make it harder for me to believe that there isn't a God. &lt;strong&gt;HE is so marvelous&lt;/strong&gt;. So talented and creative!!! The animals were the most wonderful and incredible creatures I have ever seen. &lt;strong&gt;To God be all the glory!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-4374174514796930088?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/4374174514796930088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=4374174514796930088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/4374174514796930088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/4374174514796930088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/05/he-is-marvelous.html' title='He is marvelous!!!!'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8283947870123012557</id><published>2008-05-21T10:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:15:33.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL'S OUT!!!</title><content type='html'>Whew... SCHOOL'S OUT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soooo happy schools out. No more studying for at least another 3 months!!! This school year was kinda cool though. First of all I was thrown into what I called a school for nerds at first, and as my dear friend Rita predicted I FIT RIGHT IN!!! LOL... well not really. But I have to admitted I enjoyed being around all the smart people, especially when I knew what they were talking about. And the interesting thing about these nerds is they were actually pretty cool. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met some real interesting people too, like Dr.Brown, the most awesome chem teacher ever!!! Loved Sue Bard as well, she's so sweet and funny. And of course there's my chem study buddies, Pipan who always brought us food... gotta love her!!! Jay who is super smart and cool, and last but DEFINITELY not least my 'new best friend' (he doesn't know this) Homan, he's a super genius with the coolest personality, crazy as hell too... I can safely say I've never met anyone like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all this year was great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought this would be so cool since I was and still is missing my BFF. I miss our crazy convos about hypothetical people and things, our runs to Mickey D's, our wknds at the beach, our trips to our favourite places ZUZU's and Walmart!!! I was also missing my job and McDreamy... ahhhhhhhh... but this works!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8283947870123012557?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8283947870123012557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8283947870123012557' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8283947870123012557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8283947870123012557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/05/schools-out.html' title='SCHOOL&apos;S OUT!!!'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-9096314126343997349</id><published>2008-04-05T16:44:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:10:04.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD IS REAL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R_fwQCnJu1I/AAAAAAAAACw/H4txJwbtgqU/s1600-h/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185877654310075218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R_fwQCnJu1I/AAAAAAAAACw/H4txJwbtgqU/s320/beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;I've met alot of people in recent months that do not believe in God. Some believe there is a greater power but they don't feel the need to worship. Others believe there is a God but resent organized religion. These facts are very disturbing to me because I can't imagine living without my God, and my religion. I can't refuse God. There is so much He has done for me. Even though I can't see Him or touch Him I believe He is real. As a Christian I have learned to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WALK BY FAITH AND NOT BY SIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;The song 'What If' by Nicole Nordeman explores the possiblity of there NOT being a God. She says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if you pick apart the logic &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And begin to poke the holes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if the crown of thorns is no more &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Than folklore that must be told and retold &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But what if you're wrong? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if there's more?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if there's hope you never dreamed of hoping for? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;(I've cut out some of my favorite lines.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;My question to the unbelievers is &lt;strong&gt;WHAT IF YOU ARE WRONG?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can you not believe God is Real?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;India Arie asks this question in her song, 'God is Real'. She then gives numerous examples as to why she knows God is real. How can someone deny there is a God after noting all these things? Here's the India Arie song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;God is Real !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The sweetest honey to the brightest flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The largest planet to the smallest atom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Snowflakes and the bird kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Smaller thatn the eye can see bigger then the mind can conceive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Heard a man on the radio today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Spoken)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I mean I'm not going to believe in anything that I can't see and I've been through a lot of hardships in my life ya know ya know in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Must confess I disagreed with what he had to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How he could he not believe that God is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't understand howHe could feel that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When there's earth, air, water, and fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So many different flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sunshine and rain showers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So many different crystals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And hills and volcanoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's how I know that God is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All of this is not by chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's how I know that God is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All of this is not by chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's how I know that God is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know this is not by chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's how I know that God is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's how I know that God is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In St. Lucia I jumped in the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Spoken)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It was like I was seeing it for the first time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It literally changed my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For the first time I understood its power &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As I swam I was cleansed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If I had any doubts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This experience cleared them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now I know for sure that GOd is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know that it's the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;By the way it feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cause I saw starfish and sponges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fish shaped like trumpets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So many different colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I stayed out there for hours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and I only saw a fraction of a fraction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;of the deepest of the deep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;of the great blue wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It brought a tear to my eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're made of the same stuff &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As the moon and the stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The oceans saltwater just like my tears are &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You feel me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sunrises and sets everyday without fail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-9096314126343997349?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/9096314126343997349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=9096314126343997349' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/9096314126343997349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/9096314126343997349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/04/god-is-real.html' title='GOD IS REAL!!!'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R_fwQCnJu1I/AAAAAAAAACw/H4txJwbtgqU/s72-c/beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-2702716325943285290</id><published>2008-03-31T13:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:10:06.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY 26 ROCKS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R_EkJinJu0I/AAAAAAAAACo/n9RQO1FSWVs/s1600-h/day+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183964392408595266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R_EkJinJu0I/AAAAAAAAACo/n9RQO1FSWVs/s320/day+26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;In the past couple weeks yours truly has become a 'groupie' not that that is a good thing but confession is good for the soul. I LOVE DAY 26!!! Their album is 'totally awesome'. I haven't listened to anything but Day 26 in a week!!! No India Arie, No Heather Headley, No Tamia, No Lupe Fiasco... NO MARIAH CAREY!!! This obsession with Day 26 is getting out of hand!!! The guys in the band are so hottttt!!! I would take either Que, Robert or Mike for myself. Willie and Brian I would give away though. But I still love them cuz their vocals are great!!! These guys are so gonna give Boys II Men a run for their money. Their songs are very sexy... and Nahja loves sexy :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO OUT AND GET THEIR ALBUM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-2702716325943285290?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/2702716325943285290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=2702716325943285290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2702716325943285290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2702716325943285290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-26-rocks.html' title='DAY 26 ROCKS!!!'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R_EkJinJu0I/AAAAAAAAACo/n9RQO1FSWVs/s72-c/day+26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-1670951896969012604</id><published>2008-03-25T19:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:10:06.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To my Rita... Best Friends Forever!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R-mQ9ynJuzI/AAAAAAAAACg/G5DUCGA7n4Y/s1600-h/me+and+rita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181832237498874674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R-mQ9ynJuzI/AAAAAAAAACg/G5DUCGA7n4Y/s320/me+and+rita.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I miss my Rita!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I miss our evenings in the library. I miss the Mickey D's run in the evenings when we should be at work. I miss your analytical lectures on my crazy life. I miss going to the pier and Zuzu's. I miss fighting over the radio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wish you were here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wish you were here so I could tell you all about him.( I need to know what you think). I wish you were here so we could hang out and tell each other crazy stories, make up new words, and laugh til we start crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just so you know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You are the MOST wonderful friend EVER!!! You are always there for me when I need you the most. You always know the right things to say to cheer me up. You were always there to play the perfect song to comfort me in every situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;There is no one as awesome as you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thanks for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Love u lots!!! Miss u!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-1670951896969012604?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/1670951896969012604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=1670951896969012604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1670951896969012604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1670951896969012604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-my-rita-best-friends-forever.html' title='To my Rita... Best Friends Forever!!!'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R-mQ9ynJuzI/AAAAAAAAACg/G5DUCGA7n4Y/s72-c/me+and+rita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-9066791442989637366</id><published>2008-03-10T21:07:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:10:07.073-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Have I told you lately that I love you?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for my friend'/><title type='text'>For You I Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R9XkaTE-FXI/AAAAAAAAACY/FtfBdh_Iwgk/s1600-h/swans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176294487181104498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R9XkaTE-FXI/AAAAAAAAACY/FtfBdh_Iwgk/s320/swans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He says I treat him better than I treat myself. WOW!!! That is scary. I know I treat him better than I treat a lot of other people. But so what!!! OK... this is serious. I love him sooooooooo much. I don't even think about it, I automatically want to please him, although there are still things I wouldn't do, but I've done way more than I've do for anyone other guy. I can't help but admire him. He's so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So babe... this is for you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That thing you do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know what it is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it's that thing you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That made me fall in love with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe it's the way you walk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe it's the way you talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's that thing you do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That makes my stomach do flips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And my lips break into a smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe it's the way you look at me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe it's the way you touch me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's that thing you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That makes me want to please you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every little thing you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thats what makes me love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nahjaj&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*** I'm dedicating &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For You I will&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;by Monica to you***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-9066791442989637366?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/9066791442989637366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=9066791442989637366' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/9066791442989637366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/9066791442989637366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/03/for-you-i-will.html' title='For You I Will'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R9XkaTE-FXI/AAAAAAAAACY/FtfBdh_Iwgk/s72-c/swans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8822022818142117086</id><published>2008-03-05T20:21:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T20:50:07.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there really an increase in human sexual desire during Spring???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abstract:&lt;/strong&gt; So... I heard of a really interesting phenomenon yesterday. I was told that during the spring time humans have a greater desire to engage in sexual activities (had to make it sound nice :-D ). I am not sure if this is true but it's the explanation a friend of mine gave for the obvious increase in physical attraction to and desire for the opposite sex that we have observed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hypothesis:&lt;/strong&gt; Humans are hornier (is that a proper english word?) during Spring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Observations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Either I have suddenly become way more attractive which I doubt because for the past two weeks my hair has not been looking so nice... in fact it looks horrible, or these guys are just so horny that they cant keep away. &lt;em&gt;Note: I am not talking about one or two guys. Today four different guys were doing some serious flirting avec moi in less that 30 mins! Usually one evry hour is normal... four in 30 mins was a record given my bad hair and all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;I have seen a significant increase in PDA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;There have been an increase in the amount of skin on display by females. (could be a result of the warmer temperatures or a way of attract the opposite sex???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Discussion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;The behavior of the subjects may be due to that fact that warmer temperatures allow women to wear less clothes and show more skin therefore unknowingly appearing sexier which is driving the men crazy. In which case it may be safe to assume that in the Summer there will a greater increase in this particular behavior. It is also possible that this increase in sexual desire is analogous to the behavior in plant who will be having sex a lot as well during this period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Conclusion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You tell me what you think!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;this has got to be the worst scientific report ever written!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8822022818142117086?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8822022818142117086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8822022818142117086' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8822022818142117086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8822022818142117086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/03/is-there-really-in-increase-in-human.html' title='Is there really an increase in human sexual desire during Spring???'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-3619297040642729151</id><published>2008-02-28T17:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T17:35:45.388-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling smart'/><title type='text'>Feeling Smart</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My brain cells have finally decided to make themselves useful again. I feel sooooooo smart today. I think I Aced my ORGANIC CHEMISTRY II exam !!!!!!! I am on a high... up very high... on cloud nine. If you know anything about Organic Chemistry you know it was invented to kick students ass... at least thats what almost everyone that has to do it thinks; so that's why I'm so happy!!! What can I say... I have an awesome professor and helpful classmates. Thank you Lord!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Also, I did well on my Genetics exam too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MED SCHOOL HERE I COME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. Did I mention my friend likes smart girls???  &lt;/em&gt; :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-3619297040642729151?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/3619297040642729151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=3619297040642729151' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/3619297040642729151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/3619297040642729151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/02/feeling-smart.html' title='Feeling Smart'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8595094279244206647</id><published>2008-02-24T23:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T23:50:04.617-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Have I told you lately that I love you?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for my friend'/><title type='text'>Have you ever been in love???  (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lately you seem to be the only topic of my posts. I can't seem to help talking about you. I can't stop thinking about you. There is no doubt in my mind anymore... I'm definitely in love with you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Celine Dion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have you ever been in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You could touch the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When your heart's shooting stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You're holding heaven in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have you ever been so in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have you ever walked on air &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ever felt like you were dreamin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you never thought it could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But it really feels that good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have you ever been so in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have you ever been in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You could touch the moonlight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When your heart's shooting star &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You're holding heaven in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have you ever been in love, have you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The time I spent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Waiting for something that was heaven-sent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you find it don't let go, I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have you ever said a prayer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And found that it was answered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;All my hope has been restored &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I ain't looking anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have you ever been so in love, have you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Some place that you ain’t leavin’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Somewhere you're gonna stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you finally found the meanin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have you ever felt this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The time I spent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Waiting for something that was heaven-sent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you find it, don't let go, I know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Coz have you ever been so in love, so in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You could touch the moonlight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You can even reach the stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Doesn't matter near or far &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have you ever been so in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have you ever been in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have you ever been in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So in... love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;p.s Will someone please tell me how to get music on my blog so I can stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;writing out all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;these lyrics...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8595094279244206647?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8595094279244206647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8595094279244206647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8595094279244206647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8595094279244206647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/02/have-you-ever-been-in-love-part.html' title='Have you ever been in love???  (part 2)'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-5680162042164103696</id><published>2008-02-20T21:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T21:23:19.394-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>Random-things-o-mania #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Rules:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Link to the person that tagged you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Post the rules on your blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. I have decided to stop perming my hair. So I am officially rocking plaits and cornrows!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. I haven't had a crush on celebrities in so long and now I have 3!!! Lupe Fiasco ('my friend' loves him and now I do too... in a different way though...LOL), and Robert and Q from Making The Band. They are soooo hottttttt... especially Q.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. I drived in the snow for the first time today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. I love Genetics.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. I love Honey Bunches of Oats cereal. Eat it for breakfast almost every morning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.I really want some new shoes!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So... my dear friend &lt;a href="http://www.scotchbiscuits.blogspot.com/"&gt;Scotchbiscuits&lt;/a&gt; tagged me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm gonna tag ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nkemugo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ugo Daniels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.simplyclarah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Simply Clara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unycjollity.blogspot.com/"&gt;Unyc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chichib.blogspot.com/"&gt;Be Silent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tallb.wordpress.com//"&gt;Aegeus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gleamofdawn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Komi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-5680162042164103696?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/5680162042164103696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=5680162042164103696' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5680162042164103696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/5680162042164103696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/02/random-things-o-mania-2.html' title='Random-things-o-mania #2'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8908522178226043022</id><published>2008-02-16T17:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T17:58:01.978-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thinking out loud'/><title type='text'>Have You Ever Been In Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;- Neil Gaiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have You Ever? - Brandy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever loved somebody so much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It makes you cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever needed something so bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can't sleep at night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But they don't come out right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever,have you ever?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever been in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Been in love so bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'd do anything to make them understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever had someone steal your heart away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'd give anything up to make them feel the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever searched for words to get you in their heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you don't know what to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you don't know where to start?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever loved somebody so much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It makes you cry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever needed something so bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can't sleep at night &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But they don't come out right &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever,have you ever?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever found the one &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've dreamed of all your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'd do just about anything to look into their eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you finally found the one you've given your heart to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only to find that one won't give their heart to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever closed your eyes and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dreamed that they were there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all you can do is wait for that day when they will care?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever loved somebody so much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It makes you cry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever needed something so bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can't sleep at night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But they don't come out right &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever,have you ever?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do I gotta do to get you in my arms baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do I gotta say to get to your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To make you understand how I need you next to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gotta get you in my world &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cuz baby I can't sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Have you ever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8908522178226043022?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8908522178226043022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8908522178226043022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8908522178226043022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8908522178226043022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/02/have-you-ever-been-in-love.html' title='Have You Ever Been In Love?'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-6762918023619098449</id><published>2008-02-13T15:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:10:07.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boycotting Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R7NgQX0ef0I/AAAAAAAAACI/9ePKsPJsvxw/s1600-h/boycotting+valentine%27s+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166579031912382274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R7NgQX0ef0I/AAAAAAAAACI/9ePKsPJsvxw/s320/boycotting+valentine%27s+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This might come as a surprise to you since I am obviously a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOPELESS ROMANTIC.&lt;/span&gt; But it's true. I am boycotting Valentine's day. Why you might ask. Well, you see... my friend is just my &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;FRIEND&lt;/span&gt;, and all others... well... they don't 'entice' me. (Don't think entice is the right word.) Actually, that's a lie. There are other guys that would be good candidates but have been ruled out for various reasons like... I don't know them (strangers... fine,sexy strangers), they are too far away, I think they are hott, and sweet too but I don't know him well, (yep I was thinking of someone in particular with this one), and they are not 'my friend'!!! I don't even know why I like him!!! He's such a punk. No he's not... I lied again. He's sweet, and sexy, and smart, he makes me smile even when I don't want to, in short... he's as close to perfect as thet come. So because I can't get who I want I'm boycotting Valentine's day. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;However, for all of you that have a Valentine, I hope you have a day filled with hugs and kisses and chocolate and roses and sweet love songs and romantic dinners. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p.s. Don't be surprised if tomorrow I come back and tell you how wonderful valentine's day is :-D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and to my friend....&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;still love you.........)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;OH..... How could I forget...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;For those of you without a romantic special someone (cuz everyone has speacial people, they just might not be romantic) have fun and don't let envy of all the ppl with ppl get you down... buy yourself flowers, go out with your single friends, have a ball anyway. Don't be a sourpuss(that is such a strange word) like me and boycott the whole lovey dovey hearts and roses thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-6762918023619098449?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/6762918023619098449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=6762918023619098449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6762918023619098449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/6762918023619098449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/02/boycotting-valentines-day.html' title='Boycotting Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R7NgQX0ef0I/AAAAAAAAACI/9ePKsPJsvxw/s72-c/boycotting+valentine%27s+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-7068581500949070850</id><published>2008-02-03T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T21:12:20.237-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Have I told you lately that I love you?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for my friend'/><title type='text'>Can't stop smiling... :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boys are so silly... :-) They do and say the craziest things... or maybe it's just you. I don't know. Anywho, i'm still smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I see you smile (Bad English)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When I see you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I can face the world, oh oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you know I can do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When I see you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I see a ray of light, oh oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I see it shining right through the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When I see you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh yeah, baby when I see you smile at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hate That I Love You (Rihanna)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[I really don't hate that I love you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Most everything you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Make me wanna smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Can I not like you for awhile??? (no...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bubby (Colbie Calliat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And it starts in my toes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Makes me crinkle my nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wherever it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I always know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angel of mine (Monica&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I look at you, lookin' at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Now I know why they say the best things are free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I'm gonna love you boy you are so fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Angel of Mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Beautiful Surprise (India Arie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You're always on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I never could have predicted that I feel this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You're beautiful surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Intoxicated every time I hear your voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You've got me on a natural high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's almost like I didn't even have a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're beautiful surprise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Whatever it is you came to teach me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am here to learn it cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I believe that we're written in the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't know the future holds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But I'm living in the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And I'm thankful for the man that you are, you are, you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You are everything I ask for in my prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So I know my angels brought you to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Your energy is healing to my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're beautiful surprise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You're inspiration to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You're the reason why I smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're beautiful surprise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I guess India Arie knows exactly how I feel. I couldn't have described this any better. You really are a Beautiful Surprise.&lt;/span&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/34133044-7068581500949070850?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/7068581500949070850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=7068581500949070850' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7068581500949070850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7068581500949070850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/02/cant-stop-smiling.html' title='Can&apos;t stop smiling... :-)'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-2139121510013651415</id><published>2008-01-20T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T21:34:53.062-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for my friend'/><title type='text'>Ten Things I love about you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;I love the way you talk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;your voice soothes my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;I love the way you think&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;you are sooooooo smart!!! {even though sometimes I swear you have lost your mind}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;I love the way you smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;at me and make me forget what I was thinking, what I was about to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;I love the way you say my name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;I love the way you look at me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;makes me lose my mind but its alright... i love it anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;I love the way you drive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOL... I know that sounds crazy but baby you don't know how sexy you look!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;I love the way you adore your brother&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;it's so cute to see you talk about how cool he is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;I love the way you wear your hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I enjoy braiding it too... :-) {that's why I won't teach you how to do it yourself}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;I love it that you like squirrels and that you gave me control of the radio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'll never know how much that meant to me :-D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;I love it that you are such a wonderful friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;you mean the world to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-2139121510013651415?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/2139121510013651415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=2139121510013651415' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2139121510013651415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2139121510013651415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/01/ten-things-i-love-about-you.html' title='Ten Things I love about you...'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8018611344461052197</id><published>2008-01-04T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T12:33:11.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This new year started off at 360 miles per hour... my head is already spinning but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IM LOVIN' IT&lt;/span&gt;!!! Who would have thought that being back at school would be so fulfilling.... The two weeks break was needed and appreciated but too much of a good thing wears you out. The holiday was different for me this year but it was great none the less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I enjoyed the food (as always), the curry chicken and baked chicken... no jerk chicken this year *tears*, potato salad, authentic Jamamican style rice and peas with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt; coconut milk...yum yum, lasagna, roti and dahl, escovich fish, etc. and dinner &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;COULDN'T&lt;/span&gt; be complete without a slice of &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;rum or fruit cake&lt;/span&gt;, and in my case, sliceS of both and a glass of &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;sorrel&lt;/span&gt;.... In other words, I stuffed myself so much I couldn't move and have subsequently gained 10 pounds!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The company we had for dinner was great too. Not the usual crowd of aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents but friends and lots of them... they are like family anyhow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The liquor... loved it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So all in all, even with missing all the people I was missing this Christmas I had a ball!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am looking forward to a wonderful, fun-filled and prosperous 2008. Gonna do things &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;bigger and better&lt;/span&gt; this year. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Live everyday like its my last&lt;/span&gt;. And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;love unconditionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Have a Happy New Year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;with lots of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8018611344461052197?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8018611344461052197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8018611344461052197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8018611344461052197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8018611344461052197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-9170496494924028833</id><published>2007-12-09T19:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:10:07.644-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='listening to India Arie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for my friend'/><title type='text'>Can I Walk With You my Beautiful Surprise?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R1yTF8hi08I/AAAAAAAAABo/80o0wXE3kjk/s1600-h/holding+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142146604905714626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R1yTF8hi08I/AAAAAAAAABo/80o0wXE3kjk/s400/holding+hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You are all I ever wanted and so much more. Just when I thought it was over for me, I could never love again, You came into my life and showed me the beauty of being in love. Never would have believed in fearless loving if it weren't for you. I want you to know. I am &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ready For Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Ready to love. Ready to love you. I love the way you are. The way you appreciate the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. You are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. You &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Purify Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-9170496494924028833?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/9170496494924028833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=9170496494924028833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/9170496494924028833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/9170496494924028833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2007/12/can-i-walk-with-you-my-beautiful.html' title='Can I Walk With You my Beautiful Surprise?'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/R1yTF8hi08I/AAAAAAAAABo/80o0wXE3kjk/s72-c/holding+hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-1952001393749074718</id><published>2007-11-17T21:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T20:30:33.391-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for my friend'/><title type='text'>Never being afraid to love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Sitting in my room, listening to the Spice Girls and thinking of days long gone and those to come. I remember the days when life was all fun and games, the days when there were no worries. Missing those days and wishing that somehow I could go back. These days there is pain and heartache at every corner. There is no where to run to...no where to hide.Wondering what the future holds, praying for courage and strength to face whatever comes my way. Deciding to live in the moment, making the best of whatever situation I find myself in. Reminding myself to always give thanks for what I've got. Never being too scared to do or say what needs to be done or said. Never being afraid to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gazing into my eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holding onto my hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Touching my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whispering sweet nothings in my ear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gently kissing my lips&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stealing my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Telling me you love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promising never to leave me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take care of my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-1952001393749074718?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/1952001393749074718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=1952001393749074718' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1952001393749074718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1952001393749074718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2007/11/never-being-afraid-to-love.html' title='Never being afraid to love.'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-7722184909699020849</id><published>2007-11-14T08:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T08:15:02.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Give thanks!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Usually things aren't as bad as they seem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So what if you have to wake up early in the mornings... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Be thankful that you woke up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Some people didn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So what if you wanted Honey Nut Cheerios for breakfast but there's only Captian Crunch... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Be thankful you have food! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Some people don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So what if you can't find a top that matches your pants perfectly... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Be thankful you have clothes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Some people have none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So what if this class is challenging... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;be thankful you have the oppurtunity to go to school! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Some people can't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Reagardless of the things we think are wrong with our life we should be thankful because someone else has it worst than we do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have a blessed day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-7722184909699020849?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/7722184909699020849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=7722184909699020849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7722184909699020849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/7722184909699020849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2007/11/give-thanks.html' title='Give thanks!!!'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-1716824152346834415</id><published>2007-08-28T22:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T18:59:53.856-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;If you haven't done this tag yet, don't. Save it for a boring day. If you already have,feel free to do it again when you reach the place called canttakethisdayanymore. good therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is my cell phone? hopefully at home waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My Vehicle? in the school parking lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My hair? all tangled up!!!... see ppl, that's why i like to wear it in a ponytail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My father? is most likely on the computer at home, doing something math-related, or eating... maybe all of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My favorite thing? chillin and listening to music/ talking to my crazy friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My dream last night? something crazy...don't remeber what it was though, but i do remember waking up very confused!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My favorite drink? bacardi (strawberry flavor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The room I am in? Library (geekish...eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I am? going to a school for nerds!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: I love? my Superman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do I want to be in 10 years? a kick-ass Critical Care Doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who did I hang out with today? my cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I am not_______? let the nerds at school creep me out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What would not be in my fruit salad? hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. One of my wish list items? getting a chance to spend some 'quality time' with l'amour de ma vie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Today I must________ ? go to bed early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. The last thing I did? answer the last question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What am I wearing? a black pants, a sexy red blouse and cute black shoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. My computer? is at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-1716824152346834415?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/1716824152346834415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=1716824152346834415' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1716824152346834415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/1716824152346834415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-you-havent-done-this-tag-yet-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8131781516930393808</id><published>2007-08-23T21:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:18:56.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please allow me to vent.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What in the world happened to the good qualities people used to possess like honesty, integrity, respect, etc. Today someone stole my dearly beloved phone and I am pissed!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is what happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was in a department store doing some shopping for school, while I was trying on a pair of shoes I placed my phone down beside me and then got up and left it. &lt;strong&gt;In less than a minute it was gone!!! &lt;/strong&gt;Now, if I had seen a phone laying around that did not belong to me, I would have asked the customers in the store if they had lost a phone. This thief who will not even be able to use the damn phone walked off with my phone. Yes, I know I was careless to walk off and leave my phone but I wasn't even gone for a minute and that still didn't give anyone the right to take it. Besides, &lt;strong&gt;there were only 8 people in the store!!!&lt;/strong&gt; How hard would it have been to ask who the owner of the phone was??? &lt;strong&gt;Not that hard!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I think I know who took it too... sadly I couldnt say anything just in case I was wrong. Life sucks!!! I want my phone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now how am I gonna talk to my baby??? and my friends???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WANT BACK MY PHONE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8131781516930393808?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8131781516930393808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8131781516930393808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8131781516930393808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8131781516930393808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2007/08/please-allow-me-to-vent.html' title='Please allow me to vent.....'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-4926352827349706070</id><published>2007-08-15T21:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T21:56:49.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for thought</title><content type='html'>I saw this somewhere and thought it would be nice to share it with my blogworld friends. For those of us who are getting ready to start another year of school these are some words we should be thinking of as we prepare ourselves for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Innovation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up the world with your ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Endurance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The glory is not in never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inspiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Inspiration is the light that transforms rain into rainbows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Energy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The capacity for action,powered by passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Integrity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;There is no stronger force than the force of character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Success is not something to wait for; it’s something to work for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Without it, nothing is possible. With it, nothing is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Vision is seeing the opportunity inside the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leadership&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The art of bringing out the best in other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Organization&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Organization is the blueprint for building your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Determination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Find your limits, and then exceed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Initiative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Step out, reach out, speak out-make things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-4926352827349706070?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/4926352827349706070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=4926352827349706070' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/4926352827349706070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/4926352827349706070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2007/08/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for thought'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-2603785217453067150</id><published>2007-07-27T12:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T13:51:52.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Joining in on the Random things-a-mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1)WE HAVE TO POST THESE RULES BEFORE WE GIVE YOU THE FACTS.&lt;br /&gt;2)PLAYERS START WITH 8 RANDOM FACTS/HABITS ABOUT THEMSELVES.&lt;br /&gt;3)PEOPLE WHO ARE TAGGED NEED TO WRITE THEIR OWN BLOG AND THEIR 8 THINGS AND POST THESE.&lt;br /&gt;4) AT THE END OF YOUR BLOG POST, YOU NEED TO CHOOSE 8 PEOPLE TO GET TAGGED AND LIST THEIR NAMES&lt;br /&gt;5)DON’T FORGET TO LEAVE THEM A COMMENT TELLING THEM THEY ARE TAGGED, AND TO READ YOUR BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;There are &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; two things in the world that can cause me stress; &lt;strong&gt;school and men&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;absolutely postivitely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; have an obsession with poetry and music of all kinds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I think &lt;em&gt;Dr. He-who-shall-remain-nameless&lt;/em&gt; is the most wonderful person in the universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I am addicted to facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've been longing for a drink for so long now that I'm about to add the Happy Hour application on facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;As much as I hate to admit it I believe in the concept of "the one".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I want to be a writer when I retire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I hate "free time".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;And now I'm about to tag....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Scotchbiscuits, Princess, Unyc, Klara, Aegeus, Komi, Be Silent, Prettylyf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-2603785217453067150?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/2603785217453067150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=2603785217453067150' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2603785217453067150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/2603785217453067150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2007/07/joining-in-on-random-things-mania.html' title='Joining in on the Random things-a-mania'/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34133044.post-8273730432959672335</id><published>2007-07-25T17:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T17:27:04.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just so you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times we shared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss feeling that you cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the sound of your voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other end of the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the feeling of security I had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you were mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss our late night talks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the things we used to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss telling you 'I love you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you still loved me too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-8273730432959672335?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/8273730432959672335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=8273730432959672335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/8273730432959672335'/><link rel='self' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085556799056404610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/RpOG9tzUYII/AAAAAAAAABc/eMB6ePQoCJM/s400/meadow" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#006600;"&gt;'The grass is always greener on the other side'. I've heard this quote many times but I am just starting to believe it. A couple weeks ago someone who I consider to be &lt;strong&gt;THE &lt;em&gt;coolest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; person in the world, my idol, said those words to me, but the only thought that came to my mind was "sorry dear, I still have to go...you'll soon get over missing me." Now that I'm on the other side...here's what I have to say... &lt;strong&gt;YOU ARE RIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as always&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, but maybe it's just because I'm missing you, my friends, and my life as I knew it. I expected this move to be a great acheivement, a step in the right direction... I still think it will turn out that way but for now... the grass&lt;strong&gt; IS&lt;/strong&gt; greener on the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34133044-3358129714762190093?l=savvynj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/feeds/3358129714762190093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34133044&amp;postID=3358129714762190093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/3358129714762190093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34133044/posts/default/3358129714762190093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savvynj.blogspot.com/2007/07/grass-is-always-greener-on-other-side.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Dreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04723527979156736363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/TIPESDjz_TI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T84wh7SmYOE/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_adw70x4YHuw/RpOG9tzUYII/AAAAAAAAABc/eMB6ePQoCJM/s72-c/meadow' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
