<?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-410803977011150307</id><updated>2012-01-25T08:13:56.471-08:00</updated><category term='Journey&apos;s After All These Years'/><category term='jokes'/><category term='thank you for loving me'/><category term='hotel'/><category term='maintain romance'/><category term='merry christmas'/><category term='comic'/><category term='love meter'/><category term='girl secrets'/><category term='meaning of  roses'/><category term='Attract The Opposite Sex'/><category term='strangulation feeling'/><category term='Maxence'/><category term='love test'/><category term='Lady Gaga'/><category term='girls'/><category term='Paris'/><category term='video'/><category term='strangulated feeling'/><category term='bright eyes'/><category term='metacafe'/><category term='laptop'/><category term='thunder'/><category term='lightning'/><category term='guys'/><category term='I Want you'/><category term='crush'/><category term='cartoon'/><category term='TaylorSwift'/><category term='why do we hurt the ones we love'/><category term='sweet romantic things to do'/><category term='touched'/><category term='you belong with me'/><category term='motivational'/><category term='died'/><category term='lovely'/><category term='new born'/><category term='Bad Romance'/><category term='Friends Award'/><category term='nice guy'/><category term='touching'/><category term='13 years old'/><category term='flirt'/><category term='love quotes'/><category term='love questions'/><category term='most romantic love story'/><category term='animal'/><category term='baby'/><category term='French singer'/><category term='sacrifice'/><category term='&quot;Let&apos;s Be Friends&quot; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 425px; height: 282px;" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn203/sempreserena/loving-couple.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable as it may sound, not all young men want more sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According  to a survey on Australian men, 12 per cent between the ages of 16 and  24 said they wanted less sex - the highest proportion of any age group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Although  it's a minority, it's still interesting that it's more of them (than  any other age group), which is not that sort of myth, boys not getting  enough sex and dying to get it," Dr Juliet Richters, Associate Professor  in Sexual Health, University of New South Wales, told Reuters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr  Richters and a team of researchers from around Australia surveyed some  4,300 heterosexual men and 4,400 women between the ages of 16 and 64.  She said another survey five years ago showed similar results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 31 per cent of men in that age group said they wanted more sex, the lowest of any other age group as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It  may well be that they are being overwhelmed by girls of much the same  age who are madly in love and very keen," she said. "It also takes men  of that age about a year or longer to commit to a relationship."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More  predictably, the survey found that 57 per cent of men between 35 and 44  wanted more sex compared with only 28 per cent of women, while 14 per  cent of women said they wanted less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of men aged 55 to 64 wanted more sex, while only 27 per cent of women in the same age group felt the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Source: Agencies&lt;br /&gt;Published May 5 2011&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-6188447555304834909?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/6188447555304834909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=6188447555304834909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6188447555304834909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6188447555304834909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2011/05/survey-not-all-young-men-want-more-sex.html' title='Survey: Not all young men want more sex'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-3024908032200648254</id><published>2011-05-01T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T19:12:16.916-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='admit love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Romance'/><title type='text'>Another video called What A Girls Want To Hear...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:#000000;width:540px;height:334px"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="playerVars=showStats=yes|autoPlay=no|videoTitle=What a Girl Wants to Hear" src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/6332725/what_a_girl_wants_to_hear.swf" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" name="Metacafe_6332725" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="334" width="540"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/6332725/what_a_girl_wants_to_hear/"&gt;What a Girl Wants to Hear&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;More amazing video clips are a click away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-3024908032200648254?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/3024908032200648254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=3024908032200648254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/3024908032200648254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/3024908032200648254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2011/05/another-video-called-what-girls-want-to.html' title='Another video called What A Girls Want To Hear...'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-5127105316630680325</id><published>2010-12-25T02:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T02:05:23.821-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><title type='text'>Why you should have sex everyday</title><content type='html'>Heard that song called Sexual Healing?&lt;br /&gt;It's not just a metaphor. Sex can actually heal. It can heal your body and mind and also prevent lots of diseases. &lt;p&gt;Some say it's the first medicine ever known to man and it should be  administered daily. Sounds too good to be true? Let's discover the five  reasons to have sex each day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great form of exercise&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dailychilli.com/images/stories/2009/11/22_31/sexjog.jpg" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making  love is a form of physical activity. During intercourse, the  physiological changes in your body are consistent with a workout. You  must have noticed that the respiratory rate rises, which means you get  tired. Hence, you burn calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have sex three times a week for 15 minutes you'll burn about 7.500 calories in a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's  the equivalent of jogging 120km! Heavy breathing raises the amount of  oxygen in your cells, and the testosterone produced during sex keeps  your bones and muscles strong.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pain relief&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Honey, not today, I have a headache" cannot be an excuse any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During sex, both male and female bodies produce endorphins, hormones that act as weak painkillers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  study conducted by reknowned sex theraphist Gina Ogden showed that  during sexual stimulation and especially during orgasm, we don't feel  pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she finds another excuse, remind her that sex is good  for her entire reproductive system, because it trains the PC muscle,  which keeps the reproductive organs in shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In women, sex can also increase fertility, postpone the menopause and relieve PMS symptoms.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prostate protection&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Most  of the fluid you ejaculate is secreted by the prostate gland. If you  stop ejaculating, the fluid stays in the gland, which tends to swell,  causing lots of problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regular ejaculation will wash those  fluids out and ensure the well being of your prostate until old age.  Problems may also occur when you suddenly change the frequency of  ejaculations.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;Prevents ED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dailychilli.com/images/stories/2009/11/22_31/sexhead.jpg" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Fifty  per cent of men older than 40 suffer from erectile dysfunctions and all  young men fear the moment when they won't be able to get it up any  more. The best medicine against impotence is...sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An erection  keeps the blood flowing through your penile arteries, so the tissue  stays healthy. Plus, doctors compare an erection to an athletic reflex:  the more you train the more capable you are to perform.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stress relief&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a scientific fact: sex can be a very effective way of reducing stress levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During  sex your body produces dopamine, a substance that fights stress  hormones, endorphins, aka "happiness hormones" and oxytocin, a  desire-enhancing hormone secreted by the pituitary gland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-timesofindia.indiatimes.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-5127105316630680325?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/5127105316630680325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=5127105316630680325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5127105316630680325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5127105316630680325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-you-should-have-sex-everyday_25.html' title='Why you should have sex everyday'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-6425861531503500673</id><published>2010-12-10T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T15:35:43.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Types Of Men Women Ned To Stay Away From</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,Cambria,Times,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Men Who Are Always Pissing On Everything:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;You know the type; for him nothing you do is good enough. You’re too stupid, you’re too fat, you’re too mouthy. Well, the truth is the guy is an idiot trained from birth from his Neanderthal dad to piss all over you and everything you do. Avoid him like you would a pounding headache.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Are-Always-Pissing-On-Everything.jpg" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(174, 27, 34);"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-9722" title="Men Who Are Always Pissing On Everything" src="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Are-Always-Pissing-On-Everything.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px 0px 18px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-image: none; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; clear: both; display: block; max-width: 600px;" height="400" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Here are top ten tips for women to avoid ten types of men while starting new relationship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span id="more-9721" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Men Who Are Damaged and Like It:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;He’s the guy that seems so sensitive and caring when you first meet. He’s able to share with you the heartbreak of a broken relationship. You only find out after a few more encounters that he’s still nursing a broken heart from the relationship he had with someone over ten years ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;You slowly realize that he’s not so much heartbroken but already committed to never caring about someone again. No matter how much time you spend together, you can never get through. Face it, you never will. The padding around his heart (and his skull) is so thick a neutron bomb won’t pierce through it. So give up and get going. He’s like a drippy faucet that slowly wears you down with false hope until you just want to smash it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Are-Damaged-and-Like-It.jpg" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(174, 27, 34);"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-9723" title="Men Who Are Damaged and Like It" src="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Are-Damaged-and-Like-It.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px 0px 18px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-image: none; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; clear: both; display: block; max-width: 600px;" height="196" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Men Who Love Sports Way Too Much:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;There’s a fine line between a great guy who loves sports and the raging maniac that loves sports way too much. How can you love sports TOO much? men would ask in befuddlement. For most women, it’s obvious. A guy loves sport too much when they would rather watch a game than spend time with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;I realize that ALL men fall into this category after several months of knowing you, but they will occasionally submit their whipped butts to taking you out or holding your purse as you shop, just to stop your fussing. But the sport fanatic won’t care that the house is falling apart, that the baby is crying or that you haven’t been out of the house in 4 months. All he’ll want is a beer, a TV and “some peace”. They are hard to tell apart from the normal healthy male but look out for the signs of obsession, or you’ll be stuck watching every lame game the sports channel has to offer and feeding his burping buddies as your friends go out to dinner and to see the hottest new movie every weekend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Love-Sports-Way-Too-Much.jpg" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(174, 27, 34);"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-9724" title="Men Who Love Sports Way Too Much" src="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Love-Sports-Way-Too-Much.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px 0px 18px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-image: none; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; clear: both; display: block; max-width: 600px;" height="224" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Men Who Thinks He Knows You:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;These are the guys who think they are Freud. They spend all their time thinking and little time actually doing anything constructive. They have put a big label on you after one date and a night of conversation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;He’s the guy who sits there watching you, with that stupid smug “I knew it” look on his hound dog face. He’s clearly thinking that by putting a label on you, he has you all figured out and knows just what to do to fix you. He looks at you as if you were some broken piece of pottery he’s going to glue back together. What’s sad is that he still can’t figure out how to get someone to actually like him, so how is he going to fix you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Thinks-He-Knows-You.jpg" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(174, 27, 34);"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-9725" title="Men Who Thinks He Knows You" src="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Thinks-He-Knows-You.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px 0px 18px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-image: none; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; clear: both; display: block; max-width: 600px;" height="296" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Men Who Are Prettier Than You:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;It’s one thing to date a sexy honey who looks like Brad Pitt, it’s quite another story to be with someone who makes you feel like a manly cow just by standing next to him. You know the type, don’t you? He’s the “metro man” who spends more time fluffing his hair just so and takes more time doing it than you would spend painting a barn door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Ladies, the secret to feeling pretty and feminine is to never date a man that’s more beautiful than you and more delicate than you. So stop feeling like the turd that’s drying out in the sun, and dump the whiny narcissist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Are-Prettier-Than-You.jpg" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(174, 27, 34);"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-9726" title="Men Who Are Prettier Than You" src="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Are-Prettier-Than-You.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px 0px 18px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-image: none; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; clear: both; display: block; max-width: 600px;" height="227" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Men Who Think They Are Better Than You:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Have you met him? He’s all about feeling superior. Nobody is good enough for him. He has a laser sharp tongue and can shred anything in sight until it lies in tatters in front of him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;This cold dead fish is unable to break into a smile for fear of splitting his face. He simply takes comfort in feeling that he is better than everybody else. After spending enough time with this guy, you will grow to despise the human race as he does, and crawl around feeling unworthy. Throw him away like you would a mold-filled potato.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Think-They-Are-Better-Than-You.jpg" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(174, 27, 34);"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-9727" title="Men Who Think They Are Better Than You" src="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Think-They-Are-Better-Than-You.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px 0px 18px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-image: none; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; clear: both; display: block; max-width: 600px;" height="200" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Men Who Are Way Too Paranoid:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Something about these green-eyed goblins drives them to think you are cheating, even when you are with them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;They are the ones who seem so confident at first, flirting with you and attracted to your ability to flirt back. You date them and find they really don’t like your clothes (too revealing), your car (too flashy), your friends (sluts), your family (too nosy), your job (too demanding), until you wake up one day to find the only thing you have left in your life is a miserable paranoid weird violent man who can’t stand you out of his sight but can’t stand the sight of you. He needs you to have nothing in your life but him, and you will have nothing unless you wake up and get out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Are-Way-Too-Paranoid.jpg" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(174, 27, 34);"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-9728" title="Men Who Are Way Too Paranoid" src="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Are-Way-Too-Paranoid-600x405.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px 0px 18px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-image: none; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; clear: both; display: block; max-width: 600px;" height="203" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Men Who Refuse to Grow Up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Well, my opinionated wife says that if you need to avoid all men who are children, there would be no men to date. Haha. Not funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;I mean other than the normal guy who wants to have his ego stroked constantly and only do what he wants to do , there are those guys who really are babies. Selfish, spoiled, useless little boys who don’t understand the concept of responsibility or self-respect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;These men are the ones who can’t keep a job, who blame everyone else for their own stupidity and laziness, who are constantly outraged that the world is not giving them the respect they deserve. Clueless, they never realize that they are in fact, getting the respect they truly deserve. Hanging around with this type of loser is like having 10 screaming kids hanging on your legs, asking for ice cream when you can’t pay for bread. Lock the doors, throw away his book of excuses and get a spine. Avoid him like you would a …blood sucking leech.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Refuse-to-Grow-Up.jpg" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(174, 27, 34);"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-9729" title="Men Who Refuse to Grow Up" src="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Refuse-to-Grow-Up.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px 0px 18px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-image: none; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; clear: both; display: block; max-width: 600px;" height="300" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Men Who Think Only With Their Sticks:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Well, as we well know, the streets to the courthouse are littered with broken marriages caused by men who think with their sticks and not their brains. They see something they want to poke and it does not matter if they have Halle Berry, Christy Brinkley or Pam Anderson, and their 2 kids, 3 dogs, and 4 fishes waiting at home. These men will do what they know they shouldn’t do, go get the forbidden poke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;It does not matter that you are the hottest thing since freshly baked pie, a man like this is going to give you a few diseases and mess up publicly right when you are being voted “Happiest Couple” at the Lodge. You know he’s the type to cheat as that’s how you got him from his first wife. Know that you got a weasel in your arms, and throw him away before he puts you on the front pages of the daily newspaper for murder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Think-Only-With-Their-Sticks.jpg" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(174, 27, 34);"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-9730" title="Men Who Think Only With Their Sticks" src="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Think-Only-With-Their-Sticks.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px 0px 18px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-image: none; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; clear: both; display: block; max-width: 600px;" height="198" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Men Who Are Cruel:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Simply put, there are certain men who are monsters hiding behind a thin veneer of charm and sanity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;There is nothing in the world as ugly or as damaging as a cruel man. For some reason, there are men out there who take only joy in seeing someone in pain (I don’t mean like in a dull headache kind of pain – I mean like a big kick in the nuts pain). People say that it’s a power thing, but I know it’s a sickness thing. It’s sick to be you if you are with someone like him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Don’t be distracted by the sexy grin or the bulging pecs (or bulging other stuff) on the outside. Look at the inside. Fire is beautiful but it hurts when you get burned. Stay away from these creeps as if your life depended on it, as it surely does.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Are-Cruel.jpg" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(174, 27, 34);"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-9731" title="Men Who Are Cruel" src="http://thewondrous.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Men-Who-Are-Cruel-600x529.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px 0px 18px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-image: none; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; clear: both; display: block; max-width: 600px;" height="266" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 21px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://inventorspot.com/" target="_blank" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; outline-style: none; font-size: 14px; background-color: transparent; border-style: none; text-decoration: none; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(174, 27, 34);"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/410803977011150307-6425861531503500673?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/6425861531503500673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=6425861531503500673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6425861531503500673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6425861531503500673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2010/12/top-ten-types-of-men-women-ned-to-stay.html' title='Top Ten Types Of Men Women Ned To Stay Away From'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-449705991657850803</id><published>2010-12-10T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T04:10:12.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why you should have sex everyday</title><content type='html'>Heard that song called Sexual Healing?&lt;br /&gt;It's not just a metaphor. Sex can actually heal. It can heal your body and mind and also prevent lots of diseases. &lt;p&gt;Some say it's the first medicine ever known to man and it should be  administered daily. Sounds too good to be true? Let's discover the five  reasons to have sex each day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great form of exercise&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dailychilli.com/images/stories/2009/11/22_31/sexjog.jpg" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making  love is a form of physical activity. During intercourse, the  physiological changes in your body are consistent with a workout. You  must have noticed that the respiratory rate rises, which means you get  tired. Hence, you burn calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have sex three times a week for 15 minutes you'll burn about 7.500 calories in a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's  the equivalent of jogging 120km! Heavy breathing raises the amount of  oxygen in your cells, and the testosterone produced during sex keeps  your bones and muscles strong.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pain relief&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Honey, not today, I have a headache" cannot be an excuse any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During sex, both male and female bodies produce endorphins, hormones that act as weak painkillers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  study conducted by reknowned sex theraphist Gina Ogden showed that  during sexual stimulation and especially during orgasm, we don't feel  pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she finds another excuse, remind her that sex is good  for her entire reproductive system, because it trains the PC muscle,  which keeps the reproductive organs in shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In women, sex can also increase fertility, postpone the menopause and relieve PMS symptoms.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prostate protection&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Most  of the fluid you ejaculate is secreted by the prostate gland. If you  stop ejaculating, the fluid stays in the gland, which tends to swell,  causing lots of problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regular ejaculation will wash those  fluids out and ensure the well being of your prostate until old age.  Problems may also occur when you suddenly change the frequency of  ejaculations.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;Prevents ED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dailychilli.com/images/stories/2009/11/22_31/sexhead.jpg" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Fifty  per cent of men older than 40 suffer from erectile dysfunctions and all  young men fear the moment when they won't be able to get it up any  more. The best medicine against impotence is...sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An erection  keeps the blood flowing through your penile arteries, so the tissue  stays healthy. Plus, doctors compare an erection to an athletic reflex:  the more you train the more capable you are to perform.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stress relief&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a scientific fact: sex can be a very effective way of reducing stress levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During  sex your body produces dopamine, a substance that fights stress  hormones, endorphins, aka "happiness hormones" and oxytocin, a  desire-enhancing hormone secreted by the pituitary gland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-timesofindia.indiatimes.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-449705991657850803?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/449705991657850803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=449705991657850803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/449705991657850803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/449705991657850803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-you-should-have-sex-everyday.html' title='Why you should have sex everyday'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-1697684136679214360</id><published>2010-12-10T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T04:05:28.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 places where women want to be touched</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Forget a woman’s cleavage, there are more erogenous spots that you  can explore to get your lady sexcited. Read on to discover her ten most  sensuous body parts.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What guys often mistake is that they go straight for the woman’s  breasts or other private parts, without concentrating on her nine other  moan zones.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, if you want to get your girl into the mood, stimulate some of her often-neglected body parts.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dailychilli.com/images/stories/archive/tresses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;All  guys like women with gorgeous locks. But what you need to know is that  women love being touched on their head. It’s quite a stress reliever.&lt;br /&gt;Running  your hands sensuously through her tresses is likely to send shivers  down her spine. Massage her temples to the nape of her neck and she'll  be game to your desires.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;Nape of her neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dailychilli.com/images/stories/archive/nape1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In  ancient Japan, the back of a woman’s neck was considered extremely  attractive by men as it was one of the few zones that were not covered  by the elaborate kimono.&lt;br /&gt;Today, very few men focus on the nape of  the neck, but we suggest you build up the pleasure by gentle touching  and kissing your lady love from her hairline down to her shoulders. It  will make her reach dizzying heights of pleasure.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;Collar bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dailychilli.com/images/stories/archive/collarbone1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  well-defined collarbone is what men find irresistible. So, why not  touch and kiss her there. Unbutton her shirt just a little and stimulate  her collarbone with your touch. Create circles with your tongue and  give her love bites right there, just to remind her of how much you want  her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;Small of her back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dailychilli.com/images/stories/archive/news/back1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most  women love it when their guy places his protective hand against the  small of her back as it shows that he feels very strongly about her.&lt;br /&gt;So,  why not incorporate this gesture into your foreplay routine, by kissing  or licking down her spine to end up with a kiss on the small of her  back. It will definitely get her into the mood for more!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;Behind her knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dailychilli.com/images/stories/archive/knees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This  area is a power house of sensitive nerve endings. You can gently caress  the back of her knee under her skirt while the two of you are in an  open public space as it is sure to get her excited by the time you reach  home.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;Palms of her hands&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dailychilli.com/images/stories/archive/palms1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We  use our hands to please our partners, but have you ever thought that  you could arouse a woman by stimulating the palm of her hand? Run your  finger along her palm as that will make her feel relaxed and ready for a  sexy rendezvous ahead.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;Her earlobes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dailychilli.com/images/stories/archive/news/earlobes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  is one of the most erogenous moan centers of a woman’s body. Touching,  kissing and even gently biting her earlobes will send her into a sexual  tizzy. If you are getting extra adventurous, simply nibble around the  outside of the rest of her ear as well, but don’t put your tongue inside  her ear. That’s a major turn off!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;Happy feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dailychilli.com/images/stories/archive/news/feet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s  nothing more sinfully seductive than a foot massage. It will help her  relax, especially if her job requires her to be on them all day. Get  yourself some aromatic massage oil or lotion.&lt;br /&gt;Pay extra attention to  the pressure points such as her toes, ankles and the sides of her feet  too. Some women love enjoy having their toes sucked, but others find it  repulsive, so ask your babe what she would have you do before putting  them in your mouth.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;Soft thighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dailychilli.com/images/stories/archive/thighs1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching  a woman’s inner thighs without touching her private parts is the most  sensual tease that is sure to get her all charged up.&lt;br /&gt;Employ your hands and mouth to caress and kiss the insides of her thighs but remember to pull back before going all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;em&gt;The Times of India&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Illustrations by&lt;strong&gt; Rosli Yacob&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-1697684136679214360?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/1697684136679214360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=1697684136679214360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/1697684136679214360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/1697684136679214360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2010/12/10-places-where-women-want-to-be.html' title='10 places where women want to be touched'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-3897413786231407504</id><published>2010-08-09T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T17:49:24.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alesha Dixon - To Love Again - Official video *SINGLE OUT NOW*</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Ah9HOWzHKs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Ah9HOWzHKs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-3897413786231407504?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/3897413786231407504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=3897413786231407504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/3897413786231407504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/3897413786231407504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2010/08/alesha-dixon-to-love-again-official.html' title='Alesha Dixon - To Love Again - Official video *SINGLE OUT NOW*'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-8521224824996748141</id><published>2010-08-09T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T17:50:18.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love again'/><title type='text'>How To Love Again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once your heart has been broken, it can be very difficult to love again.  Some people never move past a broken heart. However, you can learn to  love again, even after being emotionally wounded by a failed  relationship or a lost love. To deprive yourself of love is to miss out  on one of life’s biggest blessings. Here is how to love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/TGChvMVdSjI/AAAAAAAAA20/A6ulylgmcAg/s1600/love+again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/TGChvMVdSjI/AAAAAAAAA20/A6ulylgmcAg/s400/love+again.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503576576783895090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol id="intelliTxt"&gt;&lt;li id="jsArticleStep1"&gt;         &lt;div class="stepBg"&gt;Step &lt;span&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;Grieve your losses. Before you will be ready to love again,  you need to heal the pain that your lost love has inflicted. Whether you  lost your love through a failed relationship or the death of a loved  one, your lost love left emotional wounds. Grieve your losses so you  will free yourself to love again.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li id="jsArticleStep2"&gt;         &lt;div class="stepBg"&gt;Step &lt;span&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;Recognize the need to love again. Loving others is one of the  most basic needs of human existence. Without love, life is meaningless.  While you might need to take some time to lick your emotional wounds,  closing off your heart to love will make your life seem empty.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li id="jsArticleStep3"&gt;         &lt;div class="stepBg"&gt;Step &lt;span&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;Decide that loving again is worth the risk. While you are  still in the grieving process, your heart might feel too fragile to take  the risk of loving again. However, as you grieve your loss and become  more emotionally healthy, you will move toward being ready to open up  your heart again.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li id="jsArticleStep4"&gt;         &lt;div class="stepBg"&gt;Step &lt;span&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;Love yourself. The more you love yourself, the more likely  you are to attract a person who is emotionally healthy. If you go out  looking for love to fill a hole in your heart, then you are much more  likely to attract someone who wants to take advantage of you. However,  if you come from the perspective of having lots of love to give, then  you will attract a similar person.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li id="jsArticleStep5"&gt;         &lt;div class="stepBg"&gt;Step &lt;span&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;Think about what you want in a new relationship. Set a  standard for what you are seeking in a new relationship. Make it a point  to progress in this relationship, and don't fall into old patterns just  because they are comfortable.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li id="jsArticleStep6"&gt;         &lt;div class="stepBg"&gt;Step &lt;span&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;Let the love come to you. Don’t go out looking for “Mr.  Right” in places where singles congregate. Instead, get involved in  activities which you enjoy that bring you into contact with people who  have the same interests. Whether you do this through a church, a bowling  league or a city tennis club, get involved in your community in a  positive manner.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li id="jsArticleStep7"&gt;         &lt;div class="stepBg"&gt;Step &lt;span&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;Ease into a new relationship slowly. Do not try to replace  the lost relationship. Instead, allow a new one to grow and blossom in  its own way&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source:  &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153);" href="http://www.ehow.com/how_2299407_love-again.html#ixzz0w9wM3I6u"&gt;How to Love Again | eHow.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153);" href="http://www.ehow.com/how_2299407_love-again.html#ixzz0w9wM3I6u"&gt;http://www.ehow.com/how_2299407_love-again.html#ixzz0w9wM3I6u&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-8521224824996748141?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/8521224824996748141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=8521224824996748141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8521224824996748141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8521224824996748141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2010/08/once-your-heart-has-been-broken-it-can.html' title='How To Love Again...'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/TGChvMVdSjI/AAAAAAAAA20/A6ulylgmcAg/s72-c/love+again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-205815665620057584</id><published>2010-08-04T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T08:31:24.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>EVEN GOD GAVE UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/TFmHvQ8YQTI/AAAAAAAAA2s/Jz7hOEXLAIg/s1600/God.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/TFmHvQ8YQTI/AAAAAAAAA2s/Jz7hOEXLAIg/s200/God.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501577665881588018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;A completion manager walking along a California beach was deep in&lt;br /&gt;prayer. All of a sudden, he said out loud, "Lord, grant me one wish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the sky clouded above his head and in a booming voice the Lord&lt;br /&gt;said, "Because you have TRIED to be faithful to me in all ways, I will&lt;br /&gt;grant you one wish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man said, "Build a bridge to &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1280936256_0"&gt;Hawaii&lt;/span&gt; so I can drive over anytime I want."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord said, "Your request is very materialistic. Think of the enormous&lt;br /&gt;challenges for that kind of undertaking. The supports required to reach the&lt;br /&gt;bottom of the Pacific! The concrete and steel it would take. I can do it,&lt;br /&gt;but it is hard for me to justify your desire for worldly things. Take a little&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;more time and think of another wish,  a wish you think would honour and&lt;br /&gt;glorify me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man thought about it for a long time. Finally he said, "Lord,  I wish that&lt;br /&gt;I could understand women. I want to know how they feel inside,  what they are&lt;br /&gt;thinking when they give me the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1280936256_1"&gt;silent treatment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt; why they cry,  what they mean&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;when they say 'nothing',  and how I can make a woman truly happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord replied, "You want two lanes or four lanes on that bridge?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-205815665620057584?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/205815665620057584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=205815665620057584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/205815665620057584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/205815665620057584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2010/08/even-god-gave-up.html' title='EVEN GOD GAVE UP'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/TFmHvQ8YQTI/AAAAAAAAA2s/Jz7hOEXLAIg/s72-c/God.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-946719338149113237</id><published>2010-08-01T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T07:00:05.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love at first sight'/><title type='text'>Is Love at First Sight a Real Thing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;div class="n2"&gt;The Debate Over Love at First Sight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p id="byline"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://teenadvice.about.com/bio/Holly-Ashworth-61530.htm" rel="author"&gt;Holly Ashworth&lt;/a&gt;, About.com Guide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/TFV9uLBgBhI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Jg8eRS98cjM/s1600/love-at-first-sight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/TFV9uLBgBhI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Jg8eRS98cjM/s400/love-at-first-sight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500440752089466386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Listen to enough pop songs and watch enough romantic movies, and you're  bound to start believing that love at first sight happens all the time.   But does it exist in the real world, between real people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like so much about love, the question of love at first sight can't be  answered objectively. But I'll do my best to answer it here in the most  helpful way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is Your Mind Playing Tricks on You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen someone and instantly felt attracted to every part of  them, including their personality (even though you haven't even talked  to them yet)?  You might be quick to call it love at first sight, but  it's probably what psychologists call the &lt;a href="http://psychology.wikia.com/wiki/Halo_effect" zt="-o1/XJ" target="_blank"&gt;attractiveness halo effect&lt;/a&gt;.  When you see someone  who looks great, your brain sometimes jumps to the conclusion that their  personality must be great, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know that not everyone's looks and personalities match up.  Some  attractive people are total jerks, and some of the best people in the  world aren't what you'd necessarily think of as hot.  So the halo effect  is really just an illusion.  Your sudden feelings of love might go away  as soon as you get to know the person better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love: More than Just Looks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's got a different take on &lt;a href="http://teenadvice.about.com/od/whatislove/What_is_Love_Am_I_In_Love.htm"&gt;what  love is&lt;/a&gt;, but few people believe that's made out of stuff you can  find just by looking at someone.  Love (at least if you ask me) is made  up of compromise, empathy and patience.  You can't give or get those  sorts of things at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean that your initial feelings can't turn &lt;i&gt;into&lt;/i&gt;  love.  When you first see someone, you might instantly know that you  want to get close to them and learn about them.   As your relationship  progresses, those feelings might eventually grow into love.  But is  "love" really the word for your gut reaction?  Not unless your  definition of love is kinda superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When Couples "Just Know"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might meet couples who say that when they saw each other for the  first time, they "just knew."  What did they really know?  Probably that  they liked how the other person looked and acted, and that they wanted  to take things to the next step and get to know each other better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they want to call it "love at first sight," that's okay by me.  But  keep in mind that there are lots of other couples who get the same  feeling when they meet each other, and it ends badly or doesn't go  anywhere at all.  It's not the first glance that makes it love.  It's  the stuff that comes later - the commitment and caring that makes a  relationship last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/TFV9uo6mYKI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Jc_Cdq12xEk/s1600/493237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/TFV9uo6mYKI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Jc_Cdq12xEk/s400/493237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500440760113586338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Danger of Believing Too Strongly in Love at First Sight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be wondering why I'm giving love at first sight such a bad  rap.  It's not that I don't think the idea is sweet, or that I don't  love me some romantic movies.  (My favorite love at first sight scene's  gotta be this one from &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QZztlBFjiqQ" zt="-o1/XJ" target="_blank"&gt;Romeo and Juliet&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's wrong to think that if you don't have intense feelings right  away, it could never be love.  Some of the best and strongest  relationships started out in totally unromantic ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, though, the halo effect can be dangerous.  If you see  someone hot and assume that what you feel is love, you'll overlook  qualities in them that could end up hurting you.  You might let them get  away with &lt;a href="http://teenadvice.about.com/od/datinglove/tp/signs_of_an_abusive_relationship.htm"&gt;abusive  behavior&lt;/a&gt; because your heart has taken over your better judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So What's the Answer?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether or not you want to believe in love at first sight is up to you.   Just don't go out there expecting to find it and get upset when you  don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you meet someone you instantly swoon over, be aware that  there's a whole lot about them you &lt;i&gt;haven't&lt;/i&gt; seen yet - including  some stuff that might not be so deserving of your love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-946719338149113237?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/946719338149113237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=946719338149113237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/946719338149113237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/946719338149113237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2010/08/is-love-at-first-sight-real-thing.html' title='Is Love at First Sight a Real Thing?'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/TFV9uLBgBhI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Jg8eRS98cjM/s72-c/love-at-first-sight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-8034319381656633058</id><published>2010-08-01T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T06:55:31.141-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flirt'/><title type='text'>10 Easy Flirt Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;div class="n2"&gt; How to Flirt With a Girl or Guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p id="byline"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://teenadvice.about.com/bio/Holly-Ashworth-61530.htm" rel="author"&gt;Holly Ashworth&lt;/a&gt;, About.com Guide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="byline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="intro"&gt;Flirting's a language - and just like with any other  language, no one's born a fluent flirt.  If you want to know how to  flirt like a pro, you've got to learn the signs.  Follow these flirt  tips and practice till you're an expert flirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="lsItm"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;1.  Choose Your Targets&lt;/h2&gt;You don't have to have a crush on someone in  order to flirt. Practice flirting with random people you see every day -  people who might not even be on your dating radar - on order to hone  your skills. That way, you'll have some flirting experience under your  belt when you approach the people who really matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="lsItm"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;2. Have an Opening Line&lt;/h2&gt;Find a reason to talk  to the person. If you're in a class with them, come up with a question  about an assignment. If they're standing in line behind you at a  concert, ask about the band. Get creative, and be ready to respond to  whatever they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/TFV8mpw0p0I/AAAAAAAAA2U/3vzAR9lQwVo/s1600/flirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/TFV8mpw0p0I/AAAAAAAAA2U/3vzAR9lQwVo/s400/flirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500439523390433090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="lsItm"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;3. Make Eye Contact&lt;/h2&gt;If  you don't make eye contact, you'll look bored or uninterested, and  that's &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; an impression you want to give. Too shy to look them  right in the eyes? Here's a trick: look at the spot right &lt;i&gt;between&lt;/i&gt;  their eyes. It'll look like eye contact to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="lsItm"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;4. Come Up With a Compliment&lt;/h2&gt;Pick one thing you  like about the way they look - like their hair, their smile or an  article of clothing. Let them know in a friendly way how much you like  it. It'll make them feel good and will open them up to you. (If you  can't think of an opening line for tip #2, a compliment will do.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="lsItm"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;5. Smile&lt;/h2&gt;You don't have to go all Bozo the Clown,  but the idea is to look like you enjoy talking to them. So be sure to  throw them a smile whenever it makes sense. If they shoot one back,  you'll know that they like talking to you, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="lsItm"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;6.  Flirt With Your Body&lt;/h2&gt;The body language you use when you flirt is  just as important as what you say. Use good posture, point your body  towards the person and try to find excuses to touch them. For more on  how to do that, check these &lt;a href="http://dating.about.com/od/bodylanguage/tp/bodylanguage.htm"&gt;body  language flirting tips&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="lsItm"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;7. Keep It Light&lt;/h2&gt;You'll  get a way better response if you chat about fun, happy stuff (like your  new puppy) than serious or sad stuff (like when your puppy got hit by a  train). The point of flirting isn't to bare your soul or share your  honest opinions about everything. It's to open the door to lots more  conversations down the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="lsItm"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;8. Beware of  Awkward Silences&lt;/h2&gt;Once the convo drags, it's probably gone for good.  Fill an awkward silence by asking the other person a question. Can't  think of one? Ask them about something they're wearing or something in  your environment (like a painting on the wall, or the music that's  playing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="lsItm"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;9. Wrap It Up&lt;/h2&gt;If you're not  interested in talking anymore, politely find an excuse to head off into  the sunset. If you &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; interested, give them a way to get in  touch with you - like your phone number or Facebook name. This is  (hopefully) just your first convo of many, so save some of that charm  for the next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="lsItm"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;10. Practice, Practice,  Practice&lt;/h2&gt;No one's perfect at flirting the first time around. If the  idea of flirting still gives you butterflies, don't worry - it just  means that you need more practice. 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cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/S_6HsueXaJI/AAAAAAAAA1E/kUjrBfvkUZI/s400/loveimage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475963399388489874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;" If you were hurt once and afraid to do it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think of the first time but with a happier end "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Hailey W.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-862662539425993848?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/862662539425993848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=862662539425993848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/862662539425993848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/862662539425993848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-were-hurt-once-and-afraid-to-do.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/S_6HsueXaJI/AAAAAAAAA1E/kUjrBfvkUZI/s72-c/loveimage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-781080706762062058</id><published>2010-05-27T07:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T07:34:36.209-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady Gaga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Romance'/><title type='text'>Bad Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L6dvPnSr9tA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L6dvPnSr9tA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-781080706762062058?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/781080706762062058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=781080706762062058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/781080706762062058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/781080706762062058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2010/05/bad-romance.html' title='Bad Romance'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-2263598666298119357</id><published>2010-05-27T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T07:23:02.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Please Hear What I&apos;m Not Saying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poem'/><title type='text'>Please Hear What I'm Not Saying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/S_6ANNOwXmI/AAAAAAAAA08/AeLh316Fo1g/s1600/love+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/S_6ANNOwXmI/AAAAAAAAA08/AeLh316Fo1g/s400/love+poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475955161307307618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                       Don't be fooled by   me.&lt;br /&gt;                       Don't be fooled by the   face I wear for I wear a  mask,&lt;br /&gt;                       a   thousand masks,&lt;br /&gt;                       masks that I'm afraid to   take off,&lt;br /&gt;                       and none of them is   me.&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                       Pretending is an art   that's second nature with  me,&lt;br /&gt;                       but don't be   fooled, for   God's sake don't be  fooled.&lt;br /&gt;                       I give you the impression   that I'm secure,&lt;br /&gt;                       that all is sunny and   unruffled with me,&lt;br /&gt;                       within as well   as without,&lt;br /&gt;                       that confidence   is my name and coolness my  game,&lt;br /&gt;                       that the water's calm and   I'm in command and  that I need no   one,&lt;br /&gt;                       but   don't believe me.&lt;br /&gt;                       My surface may seem   smooth but my surface is  my mask,&lt;br /&gt;                       ever-varying and   ever-concealing.&lt;br /&gt;                       Beneath lies no   complacence.&lt;br /&gt;                       Beneath lies confusion,   and fear, and  aloneness.&lt;br /&gt;                       But I hide this.&lt;br /&gt;                       I don't   want anybody to know it.&lt;br /&gt;                       I panic at the thought of   my weakness exposed.&lt;br /&gt;                       That's why I frantically   create a mask to hide  behind,&lt;br /&gt;                       a nonchalant   sophisticated facade,&lt;br /&gt;                       to help me   pretend,&lt;br /&gt;                       to shield me from the   glance that knows.&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                       But such a glance is   precisely my salvation,&lt;br /&gt;                       my only hope,   and I know   it.&lt;br /&gt;                       That   is, if it's followed by acceptance,&lt;br /&gt;                       if it's followed by   love.&lt;br /&gt;                       It's the only thing that   can liberate me from  myself,&lt;br /&gt;                       from my own self-built   prison walls,&lt;br /&gt;                       from the barriers I so   painstakingly erect.&lt;br /&gt;                       It's the only thing that   will assure me of  what I can't assure   myself,&lt;br /&gt;                       that I'm really worth   something.&lt;br /&gt;                       But I don't tell you   this.&lt;br /&gt;                       I   don't dare to, I'm afraid to.&lt;br /&gt;                       I'm afraid your glance   will not be followed by  acceptance,&lt;br /&gt;                       will not be followed by   love.&lt;br /&gt;                       I'm afraid you'll think   less of me,&lt;br /&gt;                       that you'll laugh, and   your laugh would kill  me.&lt;br /&gt;                       I'm afraid that deep-down   I'm nothing&lt;br /&gt;                       and that you will see   this and reject me.&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                       So I play my game, my   desperate pretending  game,&lt;br /&gt;                       with a facade of   assurance without and a  trembling child   within.&lt;br /&gt;                       So begins the glittering   but empty parade of  masks,&lt;br /&gt;                       and my life becomes a   front.&lt;br /&gt;                       I   tell you everything that's really nothing,&lt;br /&gt;                       and nothing of what's   everything,&lt;br /&gt;                       of what's crying within   me.&lt;br /&gt;                       So   when I'm going through my routine&lt;br /&gt;                       do not be fooled by what   I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;                       Please listen carefully   and try to hear what  I'm not saying,&lt;br /&gt;                       what I'd like to be able   to say,&lt;br /&gt;                       what for survival I need   to say,&lt;br /&gt;                       but what I can't   say.&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                       I don't like   hiding.&lt;br /&gt;                       I don't like playing   superficial phony games.&lt;br /&gt;                       I want to stop playing   them.&lt;br /&gt;                       I   want to be genuine and spontaneous and me&lt;br /&gt;                       but you've got to help   me.&lt;br /&gt;                       You've got to hold out   your hand&lt;br /&gt;                       even when that's the last   thing I seem to  want.&lt;br /&gt;                       Only you can wipe away   from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;                       the blank stare of the   breathing dead.&lt;br /&gt;                       Only you can call me into   aliveness.&lt;br /&gt;                       Each time you're kind,   and gentle, and  encouraging,&lt;br /&gt;                       each time you try to   understand because you  really care,&lt;br /&gt;                       my heart begins to grow   wings--&lt;br /&gt;                       very small wings,&lt;br /&gt;                       very feeble   wings,&lt;br /&gt;                       but wings!&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                       With your power to touch   me into feeling&lt;br /&gt;                       you can breathe life into   me.&lt;br /&gt;                       I   want you to know that.&lt;br /&gt;                       I want you to know how   important you are to  me,&lt;br /&gt;                       how you can be a   creator--an honest-to-God  creator--&lt;br /&gt;                       of the person that is   me if you   choose to.&lt;br /&gt;                       You alone can break down   the wall behind which  I tremble,&lt;br /&gt;                       you alone can remove my   mask,&lt;br /&gt;                       you alone can release me   from my shadow-world  of panic,&lt;br /&gt;                       from my lonely   prison,&lt;br /&gt;                       if you choose to.&lt;br /&gt;                       Please choose   to.&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                       Do not pass me by.&lt;br /&gt;                       It will not be   easy for you.&lt;br /&gt;                       A long conviction of   worthlessness builds  strong walls.&lt;br /&gt;                       The nearer you approach   to me the   blinder I  may strike back.&lt;br /&gt;                       It's irrational, but   despite what the books  say about man&lt;br /&gt;                       often I am   irrational.&lt;br /&gt;                       I fight against the very   thing I cry out for.&lt;br /&gt;                       But I am told that love   is stronger than  strong walls&lt;br /&gt;                       and in this lies my   hope.&lt;br /&gt;                       Please try to beat down   those walls&lt;br /&gt;                       with firm hands but with   gentle hands&lt;br /&gt;                       for a child is very   sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                       Who am I, you may   wonder?&lt;br /&gt;                       I am someone you know   very well.&lt;br /&gt;                       For I am every man you   meet&lt;br /&gt;                       and   I am every woman you meet.&lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="credit"&gt;~ Charles C. Finn,  September 1966&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/410803977011150307-2263598666298119357?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/2263598666298119357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=2263598666298119357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2263598666298119357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2263598666298119357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2010/05/please-hear-what-im-not-saying.html' title='Please Hear What I&apos;m Not 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MTV'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - You Belong With Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VuNIsY6JdUw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VuNIsY6JdUw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset&lt;br /&gt;She's going off  about something that you said&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she doesn't get your humor like  I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night&lt;br /&gt;I'm  listening to the kind of music she doesn't like&lt;br /&gt;And she'll never know  your story like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts&lt;br /&gt;She's  Cheer Captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about the day when  you wake up and find&lt;br /&gt;That what you're looking for has been here the  whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br /&gt;Been  here all along, so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You, you belong with me, you  belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking the streets with you and your worn-out  jeans&lt;br /&gt;I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be&lt;br /&gt;Laughing on  a park bench, thinking to myself&lt;br /&gt;Hey, isn't this easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  you've got a smile that could light up this whole town&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen  it in a while since she brought you down&lt;br /&gt;You say you're fine, I know  you better than that&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what ya doing with a girl like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She  wears high heels, I wear sneakers&lt;br /&gt;She's Cheer Captain and I'm on the  bleachers&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find&lt;br /&gt;That  what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could  see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along, so why  can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing by and waiting at  your back door&lt;br /&gt;All this time how could you not know?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you  belong with me, you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I remember you driving to  my house in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who makes you laugh  when you know you're 'bout to cry&lt;br /&gt;And I know your favorite songs and  you tell me 'bout your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Think I know where you belong, think I  know it's with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that I'm the one who understands  you?&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along, so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing  by and waiting at your back door&lt;br /&gt;All this time, how could you not  know?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you belong with me, you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You belong  with me&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought just maybe&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me?&lt;br /&gt;You  belong with me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-8769219480539916617?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/8769219480539916617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=8769219480539916617' 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term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TaylorSwift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='most romantic love story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MTV'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - Love Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8xg3vE8Ie_E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8xg3vE8Ie_E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both young when I first saw you.&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes, and the flashback starts,&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing there,&lt;br /&gt;On the balcony in summer air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the lights, see the party, the ballgowns.&lt;br /&gt;See you make your way through the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;And say, "Hello",&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you were Romeo,&lt;br /&gt;You were throwing pebbles,&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet."&lt;br /&gt;And I was crying on the staircase,&lt;br /&gt;Begging you, "Please don't go".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said,&lt;br /&gt;"Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting, all that's left to do is run.&lt;br /&gt;You be the prince, and I'll be the princess,&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story, baby, just say, 'yes'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sneak out to the garden to see you,&lt;br /&gt;We keep quiet, 'cause we're dead if he knew,&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Escape this town for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you were Romeo,&lt;br /&gt;I was a scarlet letter,&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet."&lt;br /&gt;But you were everything to me,&lt;br /&gt;Begging you, "Please don't go".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said,&lt;br /&gt;"Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting, all that's left to do is run.&lt;br /&gt;You be the prince, and I'll be the princess,&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story, baby, just say, 'yes'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Romeo, save me, they're trying to tell me how to feel.&lt;br /&gt;This love is difficult, but it's real.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid, we'll make it of this mess,&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story, baby, just say, 'yes'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got tired of waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you were ever coming around.&lt;br /&gt;My faith in you was fading,&lt;br /&gt;When I met you on the outskirts of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said,&lt;br /&gt;"Romeo, save me, I've been feeling so alone.&lt;br /&gt;I keep waiting for you, but you never come.&lt;br /&gt;Is this in my head,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to think,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You knelt to the ground,&lt;br /&gt;And pulled out a ring and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Marry me, Juliet, you'll never have to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, and that's all I really know.&lt;br /&gt;I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress,&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story, baby just say yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both young when I first saw you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-1854497575070623585?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/1854497575070623585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-5113258423207472543</id><published>2009-11-21T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T19:13:28.959-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairer sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revealed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl secrets'/><title type='text'>Ten Girl Secrets Revealed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2  style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sure women are the fairer sex, but that doesn't mean they're all sugar and no spice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/Swin37_OvBI/AAAAAAAAAvU/4-k_Qnu03SY/s1600/%5Bwallcoo_com%5D_PhotoBook_Horikita.Maki_NS.EYES.No.2_019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/Swin37_OvBI/AAAAAAAAAvU/4-k_Qnu03SY/s320/%5Bwallcoo_com%5D_PhotoBook_Horikita.Maki_NS.EYES.No.2_019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406755932095822866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;As a member of this mysterious team (and at the risk of being banned), I have the inside scoop on the strange and mischievous things women do and the reasons they do it. Just be warned: these tips are meant to inform and aren't pretty. Below are our top 10 best-kept secrets, tricks and techniques for keeping you around (or, in this case, totally alienating you). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. We never "accidentally" leave our underwear at your apartment&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Aside from the stray hair tie here and there, no woman ever "forgets" to put on her panties before she leaves the next morning. Unless you're about to get busted by your parents/girlfriend/priest and little Miss Booty Call must crawl out of a second story window, that bra lying innocently under your bed was left there on purpose. We like planting things in your home because we want you to think of us, but also because our dirty panties are like little landmines that we hope the "other woman" will step on then freak out and leave you forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. We like to Google you&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;but never mention our discoveries&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;It gets worse: we will then ask leading questions that pertain to what we found as a way to tease out some dark, dirty secret. You see, we respect your privacy, which is why we would never come clean and tell you that we know about the time you tried out for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Who Wants to Be a Millionaire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;. We want  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; to tell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; because honesty is important. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. We are talented when it comes to acting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Think about the number of times you've brought your girlfriend to orgasm. Now take that number and minus the times you thought she was faking. Take THAT number and divide it by 1000. That is the number of times she actually came. I'm really, really sorry. We like having sex with you, but not when it cuts into Conan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. We will go to great lengths to find out what your ex-girlfriend looked like&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;We'll begin with an image search. Then we'll graduate to Webshots, class pictures from her ten-year high school reunion, Flickr.com and a hazy group picture taken in a bar and posted on someone's Myspace. We will then judge her, call our friends and send them a link so they too may judge her. The consensus will always be that the current girlfriend (us) is way prettier than former girlfriend (fat, ugly hag). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. We booty call ex boyfriends and old flings for sex to keep our numbers down. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Doing so helps us from feeling like sluts. But that doesn't mean when you ask how many guys we have slept with, we won't lie through our teeth. Add ten to the number we give you and it's still too low. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. We are way more insecure about our jobs, intellect and education than our looks. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;But that only applies if we're more attractive than you; if you're more attractive we're insecure about our looks in addition to our jobs, intellect and education. If we're hot and make more money than you, tough shit, you'll never hold the remote. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. We count the condoms under the sink&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;But you already knew that, which is why we're well aware that it's a decoy box. We count that one too. You weren't prepared for that one were you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. We equate sex with love. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;We think that if we fuck you hard enough, we'll knock something loose and you'll fall in love. This is why we have sex with you first and expect a commitment later. This never works, yet we will lie and tell you that we're only interested in having fun. We don't want to have fun; we want a boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. We lie to you about who we are with&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;More than once. There is fairly high chance that a woman has lied about having a date to make you jealous, but in essence, it isn't really lying because although she spent the evening alone at home eating chocolate and watching old episodes of Melrose Place, she did have plans, with someone, of an ambiguous gender, and food and beverages could have been consumed had she not cancelled, hypothetically. Ok, please don't judge us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. We are evil.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;We are evil for three days before our periods. PMS is a legitimate condition and now that a drug for PMDD is available, we all have that too. Some of us cry as a result of PMS, sometimes we need to talk about our relationship and why you won't just commit, while we're crying, of course. We feel fat during this time and we hate you. Your job is easy: Just try not to piss us off more. We sincerely believe that you enjoy seeing us in pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Sadly, this is just the tip of the iceberg. Who knows, maybe now that we've been exposed the madness will stop. But probably not. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-5113258423207472543?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/5113258423207472543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=5113258423207472543' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5113258423207472543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5113258423207472543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/11/ten-girl-secrets-revealed.html' title='Ten Girl Secrets Revealed!'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/Swin37_OvBI/AAAAAAAAAvU/4-k_Qnu03SY/s72-c/%5Bwallcoo_com%5D_PhotoBook_Horikita.Maki_NS.EYES.No.2_019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-5342413684282716311</id><published>2009-11-21T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T18:32:55.575-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Men's top sex secrets revealed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SwiizOa3tDI/AAAAAAAAAvM/iOppGnqDRKs/s1600/couple-intimacy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SwiizOa3tDI/AAAAAAAAAvM/iOppGnqDRKs/s320/couple-intimacy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406750353586107442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;According to Fox News, here are 10 things that you didn't know about men and sex:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  1. Trapped Sperm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  Not all sperm go racing for the egg at once. Once sperm has been deposited into the vaginal canal, some of them are temporarily trapped in a semen coagulate or clot. Eventually, they are decoagulated by enzymes, which set them free to swim about a female''s reproductive system. This clotting, according to scientists, is meant to pace the release of sperm into the uterus, increasing the chance that one of these sperms will reach the egg and fertilise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Oxytocin affects males too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  It is believed that oxytocin affects females during sex (and breast-feeding). But this cuddle hormone, released by both sexes during intimacy, is also found to influence males. Research from Switzerland found that oxytocin is associated with increased feelings of trust in males.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  3. High testosterone = Less sex &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  While higher testosterone levels is typically considered a good thing for men when it comes to their sex drive, still researchers continually found that males with higher testosterone levels marry less often, are more abusive in their marriages and divorce more regularly. In fact, married men see more action than single men.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  4. Death during sex has a prototype &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  While examining the incidence of death during sex, a 1975 study discovered a unique pattern in males: the "deceased is usually married; he is not with a spouse and in unfamiliar surroundings," and death usually occurs after "a big meal with alcohol." Another study in 1989 found further evidence supporting the extramarital sex bit. Fourteen of the 20 cases of "la mort d''amour," or coital death, happened during an affair.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Orgasm ... or lack of ... may prevent breast cancer in males &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  A study in Greece found evidence that the frequency of adult orgasms&lt;table class="cnt" style="margin: 0pt 10px 0pt 0pt; clear: both;" align="left" width="200"&gt;&lt;/table&gt; may have an impact on the incidence of breast cancer in men. In fact, it was also revealed that males with breast cancer had experienced fewer orgasms on average than men without the disease. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  6. You can tell a guy's size by his fingers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  A University of Liverpool research cited that if a man''s ring fingers are longer than his index fingers, this means there were healthy testosterone levels in the womb. If the ring fingers are the same size or smaller than the index fingers, then the male received lower levels of testosterone, implying that one can estimate the length of his organ by the length of the ring finger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Men fall in love faster than women &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  It's not the women, but men, who get out of control after a glimpse of the right attractive face and fall head over heels in love immediately, claimed love researcher Dr. Helen Fisher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  8. Family affects testosterone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  As a man becomes increasingly attached to his family, his testosterone level goes down, according to a 2001 Mayo Clinic study. Particularly, fathers experience a significant decline in levels of testosterone with the birth of his child, especially when he holds the baby.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  9. Can a bowel movement make for bliss? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  In a 2002 study, it was mentioned that a male had a history of orgasmic-like feelings after going to the bathroom. After he answered nature's call, his body went through the rest of the male sexual response cycle. His pulse rate increased as he reached climactic state, followed by relaxation, then extreme fatigue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  10. Males like 'unusual' sex &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  Men have a 20 to 1 likeliness against women to practice an "unusual" and often socially unacceptable or illegal behavior, for example exhibitionism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-5342413684282716311?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/5342413684282716311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=5342413684282716311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5342413684282716311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5342413684282716311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/11/mens-top-sex-secrets-revealed.html' title='Men&apos;s top sex secrets revealed!'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SwiizOa3tDI/AAAAAAAAAvM/iOppGnqDRKs/s72-c/couple-intimacy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-6907414988264678458</id><published>2009-08-05T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:34:27.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>Cool Comic</title><content type='html'>Here's a comic I've just received through email from a friend. Hey, who says the topic of love must be serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SnpOcEiXBmI/AAAAAAAAAuc/6iXtZ-pT_FU/s1600-h/cool+comic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 676px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SnpOcEiXBmI/AAAAAAAAAuc/6iXtZ-pT_FU/s400/cool+comic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366688150126528098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops! Look like the quality of this comic turn out poor in Blogger. Please click on the comic to get a clearer copy. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-6907414988264678458?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/6907414988264678458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=6907414988264678458' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6907414988264678458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6907414988264678458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/08/cool-comic.html' title='Cool Comic'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SnpOcEiXBmI/AAAAAAAAAuc/6iXtZ-pT_FU/s72-c/cool+comic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-5193828342456662039</id><published>2009-08-02T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T07:51:37.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why do we hurt the ones we love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why do we always hurt the ones we love'/><title type='text'>Why do We Always Hurt The Ones We Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fAOCbLshTGc&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fAOCbLshTGc&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here we go again,&lt;br /&gt;Hurting each other for no reason&lt;br /&gt;Wondering why we keep committing the same mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;That it's more than just illusion&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why we keep pretending&lt;br /&gt;Are we so scared of give and take?&lt;br /&gt;Ohh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Why do we always hurt the ones we love?&lt;br /&gt;(Why?)&lt;br /&gt;Just when it seems we've finally made it through&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we fly between the eagle and the dove?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we always hurt the ones we love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;When you cry, the tears were falling like raindrops&lt;br /&gt;From my eyes...why do we do hurt each other?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why we shouldn't try, are there some things we didin't share?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I see you walking out right w/ me,&lt;br /&gt;I see you standing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-INSTRUMENTAL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why... do we hurt the ones we love? (Why?)&lt;br /&gt;When we've finally made it through why can't we fly between the eagle and the dove?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we always hurt the ones we love...ohh...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-5193828342456662039?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/5193828342456662039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=5193828342456662039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5193828342456662039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5193828342456662039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-do-we-always-hurt-ones-we-love.html' title='Why do We Always Hurt The Ones We Love'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-6859927454140249379</id><published>2009-07-18T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T19:35:41.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How To Show Someone You&apos;re Interested'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating secret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cocky guy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nice guy'/><title type='text'>Dating Secret Exposed: Why Nice Guys Finish Last</title><content type='html'>Found this article and I can't help but to include it in my blog because I know some of us may need to read it. So, for the benefits of them, and maybe even you, here's the article. To be fair to the original author, I've to include the author's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;By Dating expert &lt;a href="http://www.askapril.com/"&gt;April Masini&lt;/a&gt; Special to Yahoo! Personals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a nice guy who has always wondered why the cocky guy -- the one who barely appears interested in the girl -- is usually the one who gets the girl?&lt;br /&gt;Have you suffered from hearing the words, "You're a really nice guy, but I only like you as a friend," from a woman who you would do (or may, in fact, have already done) just about anything and everything for -- only to turn around and watch her date (or even chase) a guy who treats her like she's nothing special? And are you stumped wondering why she would date a guy who treats her like that when she could have you who would treat her like a princess and give her everything she wants? Well, you better brace yourself because I'm going to tell you a couple of secrets that you might not want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, "nice" equates with boring and predictable. Look up "nice" in the dictionary and you find: pleasant; agreeable; satisfactory. In other words, average -- not exceptional, not exciting, and not sexy.I'll bet you've never heard a woman say she didn't want to date a guy because he was too confident, too passionate, or too exciting -- have you? But, I'll bet you have heard women say things like, "He's such a nice guy. He's so sweet and he's always there for me, but I only like him as a friend." Or, "He's such a good guy -- kind, thoughtful, generous, honest, loyal -- but there's no chemistry. He just doesn't turn me on." Sadly, I hear it all the time. The fact is, Mr. Nice Guy, you cannot bore a woman into feeling attracted to you or into wanting to date you. And as obvious as that sounds, if you are one of those guys I described that is exactly what you are trying to do. And it won't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please understand that I am not suggesting that you mistreat women or disrespect them in any way. What I suggesting is that you value and respect yourself more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To illustrate what I mean: The answer to the question, "Why does the guy who doesn't appear to care as much about the girl get the girl?" is simple: The nice guy cares too much, too soon. He has made the woman too important and too valuable and it shows in everything he says and does. He is too available, too eager to please, too accommodating, and he gives too much -- all without getting anything in return. By doing so, he has made himself appear desperate, insecure, needy of this woman's attention, affection, and approval -- and he has stripped himself of any value in her eyes. After all, if he's already doing and giving everything, without her doing or giving anything - why would she value him? She won't. She is not going to value him any more than he values himself. What she is going to do is look for someone else, someone who she perceives as being more worthy, more confident, and more valuable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It works like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you need something, or you want it too badly, you forfeit your strength and lose all power of negotiation. You are in a position of weakness and you are perceived as weak. Someone (or something) else is in control of you, the situation, and it's outcome. Men in this situation appear to be anything but confident, strong, and exciting. More, they are perceived as being unworthy and as lacking value.&lt;br /&gt;Translation: Things that are easily acquired, obtained, or maintained, without any effort or sacrifice, lack value... it's human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret to why the cocky guy wins with women, over the nice guy, is that he is perceived as being a stronger, more confident guy with more value. How? He never invests everything -- his entire being, ego, and self-worth in what one woman's response or reaction to him is. He doesn't gush with compliments; he isn't always available; he doesn't give too much; and he knows he isn't going to die if a woman says "no" to him. More, his attitude is, yeah, I'd like to go out with you, but if I can't, that's OK -- I'm a busy guy, with exciting things going on, and lots of other options.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-6859927454140249379?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/6859927454140249379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=6859927454140249379' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6859927454140249379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6859927454140249379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/07/dating-secret-exposed-why-nice-guys.html' title='Dating Secret Exposed: Why Nice Guys Finish Last'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-8518966180952637536</id><published>2009-07-17T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T05:33:10.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new born'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='died'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passed away'/><title type='text'>An Eventful Day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was an eventful day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with a friend, CYM. He had his gallstones removed. This is considered a minor surgery considered today's advanced medical technology. What the doctor did was to cut a few incisions, then insert a tiny camera (For looking around) and a vacuum tube to suck out the stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairly minor and safe. But CYM died due to complications from this surgery. Somehow, a few hours after his surgery, he complained of heart palpitations and difficulty in breathing. The doctor noticed that his blood pressure was dropping and blood sugar level highly levitated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another surgery was performed because the doctor suspected internal bleeding as the cause of his dropping blood pressure. Sure enough, he detected my friend's liver was slowly bleeding. A majority of his veins from his liver were slowly bleeding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, CYM's kidneys started to fail due to lack of blood flowing to the kidney. Then failed totally and the doctor had to order dialysis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, to cut the story short, he died within hours later. I'm so sorry for his entire family. Especially his frail mother whom his family members said did not know how to break the sad news to. I just hope his mom would take the news calmly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday too saw another friend,LSF, a girl, entered a mental asylum due to double personality. As her old self, she would be pleasant and gentle. Once another personality take over, she would become very aggressive and violent. She would even beat up her boss! Something in the fantasy of some of us. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All's not that bad when I stumbled upon a long lost friend, YYS. At the same hospital where my first friend had his surgery. His wife bore him a baby girl. His second child. Both girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while in the hospital too, I've received another news of yet another friend who delivered a baby boy this time, at another hospital. So yesterday was an eventful day for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-8518966180952637536?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/8518966180952637536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=8518966180952637536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8518966180952637536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8518966180952637536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/07/eventful-day.html' title='An Eventful Day'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-1429239461794585956</id><published>2009-06-18T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:13:39.997-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strangulated feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confess'/><title type='text'>Strangulated Feeling, the poem, now, the Video!</title><content type='html'>A few posts below, or &lt;a href="http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/05/strangulated-feeling.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, I posted that  &lt;a href="http://www.webmazaa.blogspot.com/"&gt; The Best Websites Around&lt;/a&gt;  sent me a poem via email, of a physically disabled friend, who was in love with a girl, but whom dare not confess his love for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've promised to make a video out of the poem and here it is, the poem titled a Strangulation Feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being physically challenged is not a sin. They have their rights too, and a place for living. And that includes love. They have a right to love and be loved. Rather to suffer in silence, its better to express your love. Yeah, the fear of losing her is great. Its better to not have her love than entirely not have her as a friend anymore, you may reason. At least, you'll still be a ble to see her from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't you think if you continue to live like this, you will suffer even more? The pain of yearning for someone but not being able to have them? To cut the pain short, confess.  If she accept, its your dream come true. If not, move on. Its easier to handle than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, its only my humble opinion. Do what you deem best for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, enjoy the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/2972655/strangulated_feeling.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" name="Metacafe_2972655"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size = 1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/2972655/strangulated_feeling/"&gt;Strangulated Feeling&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;Watch more funny videos here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-1429239461794585956?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/1429239461794585956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=1429239461794585956' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/1429239461794585956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/1429239461794585956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/06/strangulated-feeling-poem-now-video.html' title='Strangulated Feeling, the poem, now, the Video!'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-7812756746125960754</id><published>2009-06-05T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:05:54.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to know when its love'/><title type='text'>If You Love Someone . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/Sin23to4zvI/AAAAAAAAAtk/6ScNi2rlTJY/s1600-h/one+dozen+roses+with+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/Sin23to4zvI/AAAAAAAAAtk/6ScNi2rlTJY/s320/one+dozen+roses+with+bear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344073869856132850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received this e-mail from a friend, Kevin. Thanks, bud! Now, I've something for my blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-left: 30pt; line-height: 19.8pt; margin-right: 240pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64);" lang="EN"&gt;If you &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1244263548_0"&gt;love  someone&lt;/span&gt; because you think that he or she is really gorgeous…&lt;br /&gt;then it’s not  love…it’s – &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1244263548_1"&gt;Infatuation&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-left: 30pt; line-height: 19.8pt; margin-right: 240pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64);" lang="EN"&gt;If you love  someone because you think that you shouldn’t leave him because&lt;br /&gt;others think  that you shouldn’t..then it’s not love…it’s – Compromise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-left: 30pt; line-height: 19.8pt; margin-right: 240pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64);" lang="EN"&gt;If you love  someone because you think that you cannot live without his touch…&lt;br /&gt;then it’s  not love…it’s – Lust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-left: 30pt; line-height: 19.8pt; margin-right: 240pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64);" lang="EN"&gt;If you love  someone because you have been kissed by him…&lt;br /&gt;then it’s not love…it’s –  &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1244263548_2"&gt;Inferiority Complex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-left: 30pt; line-height: 19.8pt; margin-right: 240pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64);" lang="EN"&gt;If you love  someone because you cannot leave him thinking that it would hurt his feelings…&lt;br /&gt;then it’s not love… it’s – Charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-left: 30pt; line-height: 19.8pt; margin-right: 240pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64);" lang="EN"&gt;If you love  someone because you share every thing with him…&lt;br /&gt;then it’s not love…it’s –  &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1244263548_3"&gt;Friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:Rockwell;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64);" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-left: 30pt; line-height: 19.8pt; margin-right: 240pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:Rockwell;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64);" lang="EN"&gt;but if you feel  the pain of the other person more than him even when he is stable, and you cry for him, that's -LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/410803977011150307-7812756746125960754?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/7812756746125960754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=7812756746125960754' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7812756746125960754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7812756746125960754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-you-love-someone.html' title='If You Love Someone . . .'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/Sin23to4zvI/AAAAAAAAAtk/6ScNi2rlTJY/s72-c/one+dozen+roses+with+bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-3977640794427762072</id><published>2009-05-08T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T04:42:39.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maxence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talented'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13 years old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='French singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy'/><title type='text'>Maxence, a young French  singer</title><content type='html'>Introducing....Maxence, a talented singer from Paris, and is only 13 years of age. He was 12 when he sang the song (Please view embedded video).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is written by Anthony Johnson from UK. I love to expose talented people to encourage them to perform even better and better. Here's the video. Enjoy! Translated lyrics at the bottom of video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cM0RCuA3ggA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cM0RCuA3ggA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;V1:&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I sit here all alone&lt;br /&gt;No-one to hear my distress&lt;br /&gt;I feel so abandoned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, do you ever feel it too?&lt;br /&gt;The innocence and recklessness&lt;br /&gt;Give way to the suffering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Another day, another night&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait forever&lt;br /&gt;Until you come here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V2:&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, to me, seems so far away&lt;br /&gt;All those games we played&lt;br /&gt;Seem to fade awy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIDDLE PART:&lt;br /&gt;I cling to my memories&lt;br /&gt;That fill my heart&lt;br /&gt;And help me to cope&lt;br /&gt;There is too much love I have to share&lt;br /&gt;then I see that nobody is there&lt;br /&gt;Just my thoughts of the past&lt;br /&gt;the fear visits me once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Another day, another night&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait forever&lt;br /&gt;Until you come here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH PART:&lt;br /&gt;I just wait here every day&lt;br /&gt;I just wait here every night&lt;br /&gt;There's no sense in what I do&lt;br /&gt;I just sit and wait for you&lt;br /&gt;To take me home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me home&lt;br /&gt;Take me home&lt;br /&gt;Take me home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-3977640794427762072?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/3977640794427762072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=3977640794427762072' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/3977640794427762072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/3977640794427762072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/05/maxence-young-french-singer.html' title='Maxence, a young French  singer'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-340330623890383403</id><published>2009-05-03T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T08:55:25.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the best websites around'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strangulation feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poem'/><title type='text'>Strangulated Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.webmazaa.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 125px;" src="http://entrecard.s3.amazonaws.com/eimage/120206.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webmazaa.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Best Websites Around&lt;/a&gt; messaged me and this is what she wrote:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hi, I would like to submit a love poem to you so that you can post it on your site. The resembles your blogpost "Life is short" to some extent. Let me know how can i send the poem to you. Thanx for your nice blog. Keep it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'll post it on my blog if its good. A day later, I received an email from her. This is the content of the email:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Dear Friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;The Poem that I want to submit is written by close friend who doesn't want to disclose his name. He is actually Physically disable &amp;amp; is in love. So he has written the poem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;The poem is about a Secret Feeling which he can't express to his near &amp;amp; dear ones and even to my beloved. The Poem is as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;STRANGULATED FEELING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;A secret feeling I can’t express,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Without expressing I can’t repress&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; To express it is really hard&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;While repressing it- I’ve become a bard.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Wanna express my love to her all the time&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;But it’s so hard to express even a single time.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Don’t know the way to vent my love&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;The only hope is God above.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;There is no medium, no outlet&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;To call my love for a simple date,&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; Can’t say my love to my love,&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Though she is gentle like a dove.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Social bounds- so hard to break&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;So many barriers- tough nut to crack&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Circumstances- never went my way&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Could see the hope just fading away&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;All because I have no right&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;For I’m disable, I have no might.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for your disabled friend. I don't know what disability he suffers. But I feel he should not look down on himself merely because he is physically challenged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically challenged people have rights to love and to be loved, to make friends and have a normal social life. In order for people to accept us, we must first accept ourselves. In order for people to love us, we must also firstly love ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've promised, I'll make a video out of this poem. Hope your friend will love it. Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;Please give me some time to make the video. I want to make this video a good one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-340330623890383403?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/340330623890383403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=340330623890383403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/340330623890383403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/340330623890383403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/05/strangulated-feeling.html' title='Strangulated Feeling'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-7590855506155147050</id><published>2009-05-03T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T08:53:25.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marie Antoinette Award'/><title type='text'>Marie Antoinette Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GF0KEy-tqTo/Sdw1sTjq_-I/AAAAAAAABIM/kIY5f4aeANc/s320/marie_antoinette_award.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GF0KEy-tqTo/Sdw1sTjq_-I/AAAAAAAABIM/kIY5f4aeANc/s320/marie_antoinette_award.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://unmyst3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tripzibit&lt;/a&gt; presented me with the Marie Antoinette Award. This is his second award to me. How sweet!  Thanks again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 22px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;“Queen Marie Antoinette is the epitome of a real, fun, fearless woman who is never afraid of getting what she wants”&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my honour to pass this award to:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://entrecard.com/t/oc/41598"&gt;Hello Kitty Gifts&lt;/a&gt;, ,&lt;a href="http://newhappenin.blogspot.com/2008/08/jokes.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://newhappenin.blogspot.com/2008/08/jokes.html"&gt;First Time&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://bigdaddyrichard-swirlingthoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Traders' Hub&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.pyroelectro.com/"&gt;Pyro Electro&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://izzysmoneyontheweb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Money Making Tips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my top five Entrecard droppers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-7590855506155147050?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/7590855506155147050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=7590855506155147050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7590855506155147050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7590855506155147050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/05/marie-antoinette-award.html' title='Marie Antoinette Award'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GF0KEy-tqTo/Sdw1sTjq_-I/AAAAAAAABIM/kIY5f4aeANc/s72-c/marie_antoinette_award.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-5864211427543260021</id><published>2009-04-17T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T03:43:29.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is Short</title><content type='html'>Okay, this touching mail was sent to me by my cousin brother. Its hard to resist not to post it over here. Love can be great. Love can be blind. And this is love at its best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#800000;"&gt;Beautiful Lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0000ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#800000;"&gt;!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0070c0;"   &gt;The girl in the picture is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#0070c0;"   &gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1239963727_0"&gt;Katie Kirkpatrick&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0070c0;"   &gt;she is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#0070c0;"   &gt;21 . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0070c0;"   &gt;Next to her, her fiancé,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#0070c0;"   &gt; Nick, 23.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;color:#0070c0;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0070c0;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture was taken shortly before their &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1239963727_1"&gt;wedding ceremony&lt;/span&gt;, held on January 11, 2005 in the US .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;color:#0070c0;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0070c0;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie has terminal cancer and spend hours a day receiving medications.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;color:#0070c0;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0070c0;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the picture, Nick is waiting for her on one of the many sessions of chemo to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;color:#0070c0;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SehbO-831dI/AAAAAAAAAs0/SXU5NVqDYdA/s1600-h/q1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SehbO-831dI/AAAAAAAAAs0/SXU5NVqDYdA/s400/q1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325606872340223442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#0070c0;"   &gt;In spite of all the pain, organ failures, and morphine shots, Katie is going along with her wedding and took care&lt;br /&gt;of every detail. The dress had to be adjusted a few times due to her constant weight loss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0070c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SehbdAMXhaI/AAAAAAAAAs8/kC1DAqHl-Ic/s1600-h/q2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SehbdAMXhaI/AAAAAAAAAs8/kC1DAqHl-Ic/s400/q2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325607113191818658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0070c0;"   &gt;An unusual accessory at the party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;color:#0070c0;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0000ff;"   &gt;was the oxygen tube that Katie used throughout the ceremony and reception as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;color:#0070c0;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0070c0;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other couple in the picture are Nick's parents. Excited to see their son marrying his high school sweetheart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/Sehb9DmyTVI/AAAAAAAAAtE/bq3yvP_ViPo/s1600-h/q3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/Sehb9DmyTVI/AAAAAAAAAtE/bq3yvP_ViPo/s400/q3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325607663863745874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0070c0;"   &gt;At the reception, Katie had to take a few rests.The pain do not let her to be standing up for long periods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SehcT_BkSlI/AAAAAAAAAtM/zOo4o_-62ig/s1600-h/q4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SehcT_BkSlI/AAAAAAAAAtM/zOo4o_-62ig/s400/q4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325608057770887762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0070c0;"   &gt;Katie died five days after her &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1239963727_2"&gt;wedding day&lt;/span&gt;. Watching a woman so ill and weak getting married and with a smile on her face makes us think..... Happiness is reachable, no matter how long it last. We should stop making ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000080;"   &gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0000ff;"   &gt; lives complicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial;color:#0070c0;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="100%"&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="100%"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Life is short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break the rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss passionately, love truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh constantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And never stop smiling&lt;br /&gt;no matter how strange life is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not always the party we expected to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as long as we are here, we should smile and be grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="100%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0070c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-5864211427543260021?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/5864211427543260021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=5864211427543260021' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5864211427543260021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5864211427543260021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-is-short.html' title='Life Is Short'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SehbO-831dI/AAAAAAAAAs0/SXU5NVqDYdA/s72-c/q1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-8987582354581711073</id><published>2009-04-15T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T07:53:22.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What About love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBqU8FOE0uk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBqU8FOE0uk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;I've been lonely&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretending and that's all I can do&lt;br /&gt;The love I'm sending&lt;br /&gt;Ain't making it through to your heart&lt;br /&gt;You've been hiding, never letting it show&lt;br /&gt;Always trying to keep it under control&lt;br /&gt;You got it down and you're well&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the top&lt;br /&gt;But there's something that you forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about love&lt;br /&gt;Don't you want someone to care about you&lt;br /&gt;What about love&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it slip away&lt;br /&gt;What about love&lt;br /&gt;I only want to share it with you&lt;br /&gt;You might need it someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant tell you what you're feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;I cant sell you what you don't want to buy&lt;br /&gt;Somethings missing and you got to&lt;br /&gt;Look back on your life&lt;br /&gt;You know something here just ain't right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about love&lt;br /&gt;Don't you want someone to care about you&lt;br /&gt;What about love&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it slip away&lt;br /&gt;What about love&lt;br /&gt;I only want to share it with you&lt;br /&gt;What about love&lt;br /&gt;Don't you want someone to care about you&lt;br /&gt;What about love&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it slip away&lt;br /&gt;What about love&lt;br /&gt;I only want to share it with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-8987582354581711073?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/8987582354581711073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=8987582354581711073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8987582354581711073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8987582354581711073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-about-love.html' title='What About love...'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-6787290992990769996</id><published>2009-04-02T06:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T07:17:39.930-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laptop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metacafe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lightning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='million dollar lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational'/><title type='text'>...and the video that caused  all the ordeal....Million Dollar Lesson</title><content type='html'>My ordeal didn't actually end after I got hold of a new laptop and modem. I stubbornly upload the 'cursed' video again to &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/2617791/million_dollar_lesson/"&gt;Metacafe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the fifth or six try did I manage to successfully uploaded the entire video to &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/2617791/million_dollar_lesson/"&gt;Metacafe&lt;/a&gt; as the internet connection kept disconnected by its own. Imagine the frustration of having to wait for 15 mins (upload speed was so slowww...zZzzZZ) and nearly halfway through, suddenly the internet was disconnected! Not once but up to five or six times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At long last, my video was uploaded and a the following day, my internet connection went completely dead! I thought it could be the modem, so I kept resetting the modem. Nah, it was working fine. It could be the wireless router. Nah, I directly connected the broadband jack top my laptop. Still no signal. Lastly, after fumbling, through trial and errors for a few hours, I connected the phone line to a phone. No dial tone. So, my line was dead! The lightning killed it too. Only, it died a slow death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick call to the telephone provider solved all the problems, albeit a few days later. My schedule was tight so I delayed calling the provider. And they arrived the next day after my call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, so, all's well for now. Here's the video that caused me all the trouble and ordeal. With time, I hope to polish up on my skills. While watching this video, do me a favor guys. Please try not to fall asleep ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/2617791/million_dollar_lesson.swf" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/2617791/million_dollar_lesson/"&gt;Million Dollar Lesson&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;The best bloopers are here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-6787290992990769996?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/6787290992990769996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=6787290992990769996' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6787290992990769996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6787290992990769996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-video-that-caused-all-ordealmillion.html' title='...and the video that caused  all the ordeal....Million Dollar Lesson'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-2674248225080310313</id><published>2009-03-25T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T01:43:58.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thunder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lightning'/><title type='text'>Sorry For My Disappearing Act...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/Scnt7RHMw5I/AAAAAAAAAss/ePBgfACbF3M/s1600-h/lightning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/Scnt7RHMw5I/AAAAAAAAAss/ePBgfACbF3M/s200/lightning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317042437549245330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially to all my Entrecard friends who consistently dropped by my blogs to drop their cards. Yeah, I've been missing for a week. You know, I love to make videos. Just when I've made a video, chose the right audio, pictures and story line (Motivational Video), and was in the process of uploading it to the web (&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;Metacafe&lt;/a&gt;), then the rain starts. Just when the video was successfully uploaded and was awaiting confirmation, the sound of thunders could be heard far over the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patiently, I waited for the confirmation message when suddenly, a deafening claps of thunder roared, the sound so near, I thought I was struck by lightning in my very own bedroom. Luckily, God didn't want me to be with him in Heaven so soon (He must have feared that I would cause havoc in Heaven :) But he didn't spared my modem. And PC. So, I've lost both my PC and modem to Mother Nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now , I've got hold of another PC, how, you may ask, that's easy. I enter a shop, and asked for a new PC, and then PAY UP! That's all. That's real easy right? . Poor me already so poor. Now, I'm made poorer by Mother Nature.  On the bright side, I'm still able to bash away at the keypads. The lightning didn't get to me. If it did, it won't be that easy to replace, my delicate body against lightning. Life must go on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-2674248225080310313?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/2674248225080310313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=2674248225080310313' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2674248225080310313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2674248225080310313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-for-my-disappearing-act.html' title='Sorry For My Disappearing Act...'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/Scnt7RHMw5I/AAAAAAAAAss/ePBgfACbF3M/s72-c/lightning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-8215114919549566209</id><published>2009-03-10T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T09:17:51.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Let&apos;s Be Friends&quot; Award'/><title type='text'>"Let's Be Friends"  Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SbaMFQWwXdI/AAAAAAAAAsU/IVZWJxLFowM/s1600-h/letsbefriendsaward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SbaMFQWwXdI/AAAAAAAAAsU/IVZWJxLFowM/s400/letsbefriendsaward.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311586832447725010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Let's Be Friends" Award represents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy that &lt;a href="http://unmyst3.blogspot.com/2009/03/friends-award.html"&gt;Tripzibit&lt;/a&gt; chose me as one of the recipients of this 'award'. Thanks a million !&lt;br /&gt;Lets see...I'd like to pass this award to the following people :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sushifreak.net/"&gt;Sushi Freak&lt;/a&gt;,   &lt;a href="http://freedomgiver.com/"&gt;Bill&lt;/a&gt;,   &lt;a href="http://tadoscoppernicus01.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ronald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,   &lt;a href="http://www.celebs-fantasy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dynamics&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;a href="http://onecreativequeen.blogspot.com/"&gt;One Creative Queen&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://selfesteemblogforwomen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dorothy L&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;a href="http://j2kfm.blogspot.com/"&gt;J2Kfm&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;a href="http://aboutlove5.blogspot.com/"&gt;Charly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-8215114919549566209?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/8215114919549566209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=8215114919549566209' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8215114919549566209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8215114919549566209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/03/lets-be-friends-award.html' title='&quot;Let&apos;s Be Friends&quot;  Award'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SbaMFQWwXdI/AAAAAAAAAsU/IVZWJxLFowM/s72-c/letsbefriendsaward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-2840603722302718716</id><published>2009-03-06T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T06:37:00.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think I'm Falling</title><content type='html'>Speaking of randomness, I was browsing youtube when a video caught my eyes. This music video  was 'recommended' to me by Youtube. This is one of their features, to recommend videos to you based on your browsing habits.  And this video was recommended to me.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't heard of this song b4 this, and hey, this is interesting...so, I decide to share it here. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/owRwf4ow7BM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/owRwf4ow7BM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-2840603722302718716?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/2840603722302718716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=2840603722302718716' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2840603722302718716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2840603722302718716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-think-im-falling.html' title='I Think I&apos;m Falling'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-5593000697723749431</id><published>2009-02-28T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T05:58:48.569-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the invitation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poem'/><title type='text'>The Invitation, the poem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I received a message from Sushi Freak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://sushifreak.net/"&gt;(link)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;the other day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"...wanted to share something with you that you may enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is my favorite love poem. It speaks to your posts on crushes and unreturned love and I think you will like it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, nobody send me a poem before. Its too good for me to enjoy myself, so I'd decided to share it with all of you out there. Enjoy! And, thanks for visiting my blog !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Invitation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know what you ache for&lt;br /&gt;and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t interest me how old you are.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool&lt;br /&gt;for love&lt;br /&gt;for your dream&lt;br /&gt;for the adventure of being alive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon...&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow&lt;br /&gt;if you have been opened by life’s betrayals&lt;br /&gt;or have become shrivelled and closed&lt;br /&gt;from fear of further pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can sit with pain&lt;br /&gt;mine or your own&lt;br /&gt;without moving to hide it&lt;br /&gt;or fade it&lt;br /&gt;or fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can be with joy&lt;br /&gt;mine or your own&lt;br /&gt;if you can dance with wildness&lt;br /&gt;and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes&lt;br /&gt;without cautioning us&lt;br /&gt;to be careful&lt;br /&gt;to be realistic&lt;br /&gt;to remember the limitations of being human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is true.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappoint another&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be true to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;If you can bear the accusation of betrayal&lt;br /&gt;and not betray your own soul.&lt;br /&gt;If you can be faithless&lt;br /&gt;and therefore trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can see Beauty&lt;br /&gt;even when it is not pretty&lt;br /&gt;every day.&lt;br /&gt;And if you can source your own life&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from its presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can live with failure&lt;br /&gt;yours and mine&lt;br /&gt;and still stand at the edge of the lake&lt;br /&gt;and shout to the silver of the full moon,&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t interest me&lt;br /&gt;to know where you live or how much money you have.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can get up&lt;br /&gt;after the night of grief and despair&lt;br /&gt;weary and bruised to the bone&lt;br /&gt;and do what needs to be done&lt;br /&gt;to feed the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t interest me who you know&lt;br /&gt;or how you came to be here.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you will stand&lt;br /&gt;in the centre of the fire&lt;br /&gt;with me&lt;br /&gt;and not shrink back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom&lt;br /&gt;you have studied.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know what sustains you&lt;br /&gt;from the inside&lt;br /&gt;when all else falls away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can be alone&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with yourself&lt;br /&gt;and if you truly like the company you keep&lt;br /&gt;in the empty moments.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Sushi Freak includes the following link to the original author of the poem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oriahmountaindreamer.com/"&gt;http://www.oriahmountaindreamer.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-5593000697723749431?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/5593000697723749431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=5593000697723749431' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5593000697723749431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5593000697723749431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/02/invitation-poem.html' title='The Invitation, the poem...'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-7520556062553503109</id><published>2009-02-20T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:23:42.045-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><title type='text'>Having a Crush?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SZ7XJ_rep3I/AAAAAAAAArs/2_cu9X9726g/s1600-h/crush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SZ7XJ_rep3I/AAAAAAAAArs/2_cu9X9726g/s200/crush.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304913977801615218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Crushes can turn up at any time and reduce you to a nervous wreck. Here's how to cope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Crushes are addictive - they make life exciting, and give you hope and focus. This is why we let ourselves make the same mistakes over and over again, it is the thrill of the chase, except it is often more of a loiter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The Symptoms:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="articleList"&gt;&lt;li&gt;You love them yet you don't even know them;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All you can think about is them and what if...;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You've planned your whole future; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You follow them round like a puppy on your lunch break;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You go red whenever you see them; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You lose the power of speech and co-ordination in their presence; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Butterflies in your stomach; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pounding heart; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You stammer/stutter something like "have you got the time?" at them; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You imagine hours of conversations with them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;How to cope &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Try not to tie yourself up in knots about this - you've set yourself up with a fantasy relationship, but that's all. The emotions feeding this fantasy can seem very real, but the advantage is you don't have to deal with the actual person. It's like a sexual encounter without the real-life hassles. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;It is fairly unlikely to turn into reality as often crushes are formed on the unobtainable; they may be attached, a famous film star or totally unsuitable. You have to accept that this romance will never exist outside of your own head. Often, just confiding in someone you trust will help you get things in perspective. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;If things get too intense try to limit your time spent in their company. In time, you'll get a grip on this fantasy, and see it as a learning experience about some powerful emotions. If anything, it'll work in your favour when it comes to dealing with real life, realistic relationships. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Unobtainable crushes can hurt like hell - the object of your affection may walk past like you don't even exist or, perhaps worse, notice your drooling and laugh about you with all their mates. If this happens, deal with the rejection - treat yourself, see your mates or curl up at home with a DVD of your choice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;On the practical side, try to fill the time you would otherwise spend thinking about your crush. Plan your day. Promise yourself some crush-free time, and set up a reward afterwards. Once you've defined the boundaries, a crush like this can be a positive experience. One that can set you up to deal with the emotional side of future, more realistic relationships.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-7520556062553503109?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/7520556062553503109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=7520556062553503109' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7520556062553503109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7520556062553503109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/02/having-crush.html' title='Having a Crush?'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SZ7XJ_rep3I/AAAAAAAAArs/2_cu9X9726g/s72-c/crush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-6036783127246050505</id><published>2009-01-24T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:31:36.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey&apos;s After All These Years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love song'/><title type='text'>Journey's After All These Years</title><content type='html'>This song is awesome.....And I can't help but to say..."Wow!" This is awesome stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SswnbpA2qZ0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SswnbpA2qZ0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-6036783127246050505?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/6036783127246050505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=6036783127246050505' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6036783127246050505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6036783127246050505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/01/journeys-after-all-these-years.html' title='Journey&apos;s After All These Years'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-7090205638561911374</id><published>2009-01-08T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:24:05.552-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rat loves cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impossible'/><title type='text'>Cat And Mouse...</title><content type='html'>The first time I view this video, my reaction was like..."Awww.................................."&lt;br /&gt;Its not possible, but it is, this video is the proof! Please tell me what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/2235731/rat_loves_cat.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span size =" 1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/2235731/rat_loves_cat/"&gt;Rat Loves Cat&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;More amazing videos are a click away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-7090205638561911374?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/7090205638561911374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=7090205638561911374' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7090205638561911374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7090205638561911374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/01/cat-and-mouse.html' title='Cat And Mouse...'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-2204314846877020651</id><published>2009-01-04T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T07:26:32.012-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child abuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='innocent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touched'/><title type='text'>Don't Look Away: A Child Abuse Awareness Video</title><content type='html'>*I happened to stumble upon this vide on youtube, was deeply touched, and decides to post it here for the benefits of all the children of the world, particularly those who were abused and felt unloved. I encourage those who felt the same way to also highlight this video in their blogs to spread the message of love to those innocent victims. And those adults that abuse children to please stop it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bv52n2jmGlY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bv52n2jmGlY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;**For The Children**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the children who've lost their innocence...&lt;br /&gt;Because of unthinkable cruelty and ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the little ones who cannot sleep...&lt;br /&gt;Because of the horrible secrets they have to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the ones who find it hard to eat...&lt;br /&gt;When their angel face has been broken and beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the tears that fall steadily when nobody sees...&lt;br /&gt;And the child in the corner hugging her knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the infants who are beaten before they can talk.&lt;br /&gt;For the babies who know pain before they can walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the smiles that have been stolen away...&lt;br /&gt;For all the children who are afraid to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the adults who carry around their childhood bruises...&lt;br /&gt;And the many abusers with their heartless excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone who acts out to suppress the grief.&lt;br /&gt;For the ones who damage themselves to find relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the ones who only want love and receive hate.&lt;br /&gt;For the ones who suffer when the hour is late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every punch, bite, or burn...&lt;br /&gt;And everytime a child "has to learn..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sparkle of hope in a child's bruised eye...&lt;br /&gt;When he looks up at the sky and feels he can fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every hour, for every lie...&lt;br /&gt;For every heartfelt plead or cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the blind eyes that pass them by...&lt;br /&gt;For every young heart that has to die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for the pain to be forever a forgotten nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that every child can be safe, and without a care.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find courage through everything life brings you...&lt;br /&gt;And I mourn those who've died before the world even knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no amount that can add up to what these lives are worth...&lt;br /&gt;May God condemn the ones who injure his angels on Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/410803977011150307-2204314846877020651?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/2204314846877020651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=2204314846877020651' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2204314846877020651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2204314846877020651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-look-away-child-abuse-awareness.html' title='Don&apos;t Look Away: A Child Abuse Awareness Video'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-7806730043425485869</id><published>2009-01-04T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T07:01:38.042-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss you love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='admit love'/><title type='text'>Maria Mena-I Miss You Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ri0gRbJZMZU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ri0gRbJZMZU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-7806730043425485869?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/7806730043425485869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=7806730043425485869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7806730043425485869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7806730043425485869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2009/01/maria-mena-i-miss-you-love.html' title='Maria Mena-I Miss You Love'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-7604447541733062228</id><published>2008-12-30T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T04:34:26.997-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How To Show Someone You&apos;re Interested'/><title type='text'>How To Show Someone You're Interested</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;by Mike Hardcastle&lt;br /&gt;for About.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SVoVNuFm7OI/AAAAAAAAAok/5Iq1DoEK_ts/s1600-h/interested.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SVoVNuFm7OI/AAAAAAAAAok/5Iq1DoEK_ts/s320/interested.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285560438126734562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you need is an attraction to another person and the desire to show them how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Here's How:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Create opportunities for you to see each other. This might include secretly waiting in the hall or sitting near him/her at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;   2. Make eye contact and smile!&lt;br /&gt;   3. When you pass him/her in the hall, say 'Hi!'&lt;br /&gt;   4. Get to know some of his/her friends&lt;br /&gt;   5. If you have a class together, ask him/her a question about it.&lt;br /&gt;   6. Ask him/her about something you know s/he is interested in.&lt;br /&gt;   7. Ask if s/he wants to hang out sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. If you're like me, sending these signals can be scary. Start small and work your way up to the tougher steps.&lt;br /&gt;   2. Don't set yourself up to get hurt, make sure you haven't put your entire self-worth into whether or not s/he responds to your signals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-7604447541733062228?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/7604447541733062228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=7604447541733062228' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7604447541733062228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7604447541733062228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-to-show-someone-youre-interested.html' title='How To Show Someone You&apos;re Interested'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SVoVNuFm7OI/AAAAAAAAAok/5Iq1DoEK_ts/s72-c/interested.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-8355726625409399370</id><published>2008-12-28T07:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T06:05:15.028-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='most romantic love story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wallet'/><title type='text'>The Wallet ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SVeprWjB3hI/AAAAAAAAAoc/evCZk1uWatQ/s1600-h/wallet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SVeprWjB3hI/AAAAAAAAAoc/evCZk1uWatQ/s200/wallet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284879249994538514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;When I was little, I had wanted to write a love story, and I had wanted it to be the most romantic love story ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;One day after school, I sat down and began my mission, my masterpiece was going to be a reality, I remember thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story was of a young school girl. One day, after school, she walked home. Unlike most afternoons, on that day, she stumbled upon a wallet. Picking it up, she opened the wallet and in it was a picture of a boy, about her age, and very smart looking. She tried to look for an address, and flipped the picture over. A love poem greeted her. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was determined to pen the most romantic poem to match the picture, but alas, till this day, I am still 'looking' for the most romantic poem of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyhow, the poem warms her to the boy. There was something in the boy that caught her fancy, was it his eyes, or was it the poem he penned at the back of his picture? She couldn't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, she caught herself staring at the picture all the time, even during lessons. How could she find him? Where does he live? What's his name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, something strange happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy in the picture appeared in her dream, told him his name was Joseph, and he lived a few blocks away. And he asked her in her dream, would she mind meeting him at a park nearby their homes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her reaction was of course what you guess it would be, she waited for this Joseph after school the following day and hoped that her dream the night before was for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She couldn't belief her eyes when soon, this boy did walk by the park! She was so excited she drop some books she was holding. The boy, being a nice gentleman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;( the way I wanted him to be),  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;stride &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;up to her, gave her the warmest smile ever, and helped her with her books. Oh my! Her heart were pounding, she felt so sure he could tell she was flushing. Could he hear her heart beat which was beating wildly too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I then proceeded to make the two characters met regularly at the park, in the evening, after school. And the fun times they had together, helping each other with the home works, and playing games together when there were no homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Like some other love stories, I was going to drop the bombshell...if the readers haven't guessed already. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How come the boy only appeared in the evenings? Why can't he come out on Sunday mornings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All fun things, sweet things, romantic things, great things must come to an end...oh so sad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;One night, Joseph appeared in her dream. In it, he looked so smart, his eyes sparkled like diamonds, there seem to be an aura of light about him and he flashed his sweetest smile on her, as usual. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Then, lowering his head, he told her he need to make a confession. Its time for him to leave. The door to Heaven is opened and a guardian angel was there to guide him back to the Lord...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The wallet she found that fateful day. He did not accidentally drop it. He was cycling home after school one day, and a car suddenly appeared from nowhere and rammed into him. His wallet flew off at the impact. He got up, but discovered to his horror that the people nearby could not see nor hear him. Later, he discovered he had died in the accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Joseph then told the young girl he saw her picking up his wallet and caught her staring at his picture all the time. He thought she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and he felt 'honoured' each time she looked at his picture. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Somehow, he learned to enter the dreams of the living, and that was how he entered her dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But, it was time for him to say good bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I was guilty of making the same scene, the girl pleading for him to stay, she was crying tons of tears, and all that stuff. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And that was my unpublished love story that I wrote when I was very young. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-8355726625409399370?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/8355726625409399370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=8355726625409399370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8355726625409399370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8355726625409399370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/12/wallet.html' title='The Wallet ...'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SVeprWjB3hI/AAAAAAAAAoc/evCZk1uWatQ/s72-c/wallet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-4077578992340757518</id><published>2008-12-19T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:19:40.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merry christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all i want for christmas is you'/><title type='text'>all i want for christmas is you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Merry Christmas, Everybody !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pikz3DMhu54&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pikz3DMhu54&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-4077578992340757518?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/4077578992340757518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=4077578992340757518' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/4077578992340757518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/4077578992340757518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-is-you.html' title='all i want for christmas is you'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-3764271079121073169</id><published>2008-12-17T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T06:35:51.745-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Everytime We Touch by Cascada</title><content type='html'>A favourite video of mine, the Final Fantasy animations blended well with this song. A lovely song by Cascada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fuFF_6bg4T4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fuFF_6bg4T4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-3764271079121073169?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/3764271079121073169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=3764271079121073169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/3764271079121073169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/3764271079121073169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/12/everytime-we-touch-by-cascada.html' title='Everytime We Touch by Cascada'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-3854446945026382229</id><published>2008-12-16T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:14:05.975-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why do we always hurt the ones we love'/><title type='text'>why do we always hurt the ones we love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fAOCbLshTGc&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fAOCbLshTGc&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Here we go again,&lt;br /&gt;Hurting each other for no reason&lt;br /&gt;Wondering why we keep committing the same mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;That it's more than just illusion&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why we keep pretending&lt;br /&gt;Are we so scared of give and take?&lt;br /&gt;Ohh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Why do we always hurt the ones we love?&lt;br /&gt;(Why?)&lt;br /&gt;Just when it seems we've finally made it through&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we fly between the eagle and the dove?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we always hurt the ones we love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;When you cry, the tears were falling like raindrops&lt;br /&gt;From my eyes...why do we do hurt each other?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why we shouldn't try, are there some things we didin't share?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I see you walking out right w/ me,&lt;br /&gt;I see you standing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-INSTRUMENTAL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why... do we hurt the ones we love? (Why?)&lt;br /&gt;When we've finally made it through why can't we fly between the eagle and the dove?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we always hurt the ones we love...ohh...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-3854446945026382229?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/3854446945026382229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=3854446945026382229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/3854446945026382229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/3854446945026382229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-do-we-always-hurt-ones-we-love.html' title='why do we always hurt the ones we love'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-5743181854367236314</id><published>2008-12-16T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:07:31.562-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cope with unrequited love'/><title type='text'>How To Cope with Unrequited Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SUfCdeqh9xI/AAAAAAAAAnM/AxUD_-vC4FI/s1600-h/unrequited+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SUfCdeqh9xI/AAAAAAAAAnM/AxUD_-vC4FI/s320/unrequited+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280402899818641170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Sometimes the person you're in love with doesn't love you back. Believe it or not, it happens to almost everybody. In any case, unrequited love is painful: It can even feel like torture. Find out how to make the best of it with these tips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Limit the amount of time you spend with the person who doesn't love you. If you can, don't see them for a while.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Come to terms with the fact that they don't share your romantic feelings. You need to accept that it's just not meant to be so you can move on with your life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try writing a mantra such as "It's time to move on" on a slip of paper and placing it in your jacket pocket. Every time you reach into the pocket, pull out the slip of paper, recite the words in your mind, and put it back into the pocket. This will help reinforce your commitment to getting on with the rest of your life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stay busy. Take up a new hobby such as painting, skateboarding or playing the drums. Join a sports team or work your frustrations out through exercise. It doesn't matter whether it's running, swimming or squash: Find something you like and commit yourself to it. Both your body and your heart will feel better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Surround yourself with those who do love you. This could be your parents, grandparents, siblings, other friends or even pets. Don't be afraid to ask them for a little bit of extra moral support.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hang around with friends who make you laugh. Chances are, at least one of your friends is brilliant at getting your mind off of the person who's causing you pain. Let them help you not take life too seriously.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take some time each day to focus on a few of your good qualities. Remind yourself that you're a great person even if someone out there doesn't like you in a romantic way. Think about what other qualities you'd like to have -- more confidence, better taste in music, better dance skills, etc. -- and set some goals about attaining them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remind yourself that it would not be any fun to be with someone who didn't feel as strongly about you as you did about them. Think about what love should like and notice how equality plays a big part. You deserve to be treated the way you want to be treated!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember another emotionally difficult situation you've been through and how you got through it. Adopt some of the strategies you used in that situation to help you heal from this heartbreak.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take a little time to nurture yourself, whether it's with a good few good books or movies, some extra time with friends or simply getting a bit more sleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you're ready, start hanging out with other people you'd consider dating. Give yourself the chance to fall in love again and you undoubtedly will.&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/410803977011150307-5743181854367236314?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/5743181854367236314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=5743181854367236314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5743181854367236314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5743181854367236314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-to-cope-with-unrequited-love.html' title='How To Cope with Unrequited Love'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SUfCdeqh9xI/AAAAAAAAAnM/AxUD_-vC4FI/s72-c/unrequited+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-6105834213804438028</id><published>2008-12-16T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T06:51:50.814-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to know when its love'/><title type='text'>How To Know When It's Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SUfAeR2OkUI/AAAAAAAAAm8/2vEE4BT8aZc/s1600-h/romantic-hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SUfAeR2OkUI/AAAAAAAAAm8/2vEE4BT8aZc/s320/romantic-hearts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280400714534654274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Found this piece of article on the web. And decides to publish it here because some of the advices are what I'm using. What irony!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel very strongly for another person and want to know if what you're feeling is the real deal. Ask yourself these difficult questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Here's How:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ask yourself: 'Would I be willing to let her/him go if I believed it was the best thing?'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ask yourself: 'Am I willing to wait for this person if s/he is not ready to have sex?'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ask yourself: 'Would I feel the same way if s/he gained weight?'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ask yourself: 'Am I willing to sacrifice my dreams to allow her/his dreams to come true?'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ask yourself: 'Do I respect and admire her/him?'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ask yourself: 'Would I feel the same way if s/he got sick?'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ask yourself: 'If you two were in an argument, would you feel the same way?'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you answered 'No' to any of these questions, think about why you gave that answer. Is it a lack of trust? Is it because you're afraid? Is it selfishness? Do you need more time to get to know each other?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you answered 'Yes' to all of these questions, wow, you feel very strongly about this person. It sounds like you're in love!&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/410803977011150307-6105834213804438028?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/6105834213804438028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=6105834213804438028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6105834213804438028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6105834213804438028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-to-know-when-its-love.html' title='How To Know When It&apos;s Love'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SUfAeR2OkUI/AAAAAAAAAm8/2vEE4BT8aZc/s72-c/romantic-hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-671727759270161571</id><published>2008-12-07T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T08:29:19.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='declaration of love'/><title type='text'>Te amo, Cristina</title><content type='html'>This photo was taken in Antigua, Guatemala. On each note is the message, "Te amo, Cristina." -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/STv5o7yPDOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/h8qMinv_gzY/s1600-h/declaration+of+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/STv5o7yPDOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/h8qMinv_gzY/s400/declaration+of+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277085870033145058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This image is part of the &lt;i&gt;"Winners of the 2008 International Photo Contest"&lt;/i&gt; (in People, Places and Nature categories) by National Geographic - &lt;a href="http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/photo-contest/2008-winners"&gt;click to see more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-671727759270161571?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/671727759270161571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=671727759270161571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/671727759270161571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/671727759270161571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/12/te-amo-cristina.html' title='Te amo, Cristina'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/STv5o7yPDOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/h8qMinv_gzY/s72-c/declaration+of+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-8440648763595759770</id><published>2008-11-13T03:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:41:45.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wife That Comes Back Alive</title><content type='html'>A funeral service is being held in a church for a woman&lt;br /&gt;who has just passed away. At the end of the service, the pall-bearers are carrying the casket out when they accidentally bump into a wall, jarring the casket. They hear a faint moan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They open the casket and find that the woman is actually still alive. She lives for ten more years and then dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ceremony is again held at the same church and at the end of the ceremony, the pall bearers are again carrying out the casket. As they are walking, the husband cries out, " WATCH OUT FOR THAT WALL !"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-8440648763595759770?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/8440648763595759770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=8440648763595759770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8440648763595759770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8440648763595759770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/11/wife-that-comes-back-alive.html' title='The Wife That Comes Back Alive'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-6923374263942275795</id><published>2008-11-13T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:40:20.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curse Of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;An old man goes to the Wizard to ask him if he can remove a "Curse" he has been living with for the last 40 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wizard says "maybe, but you will have to tell me the exact words that were used to put the curse on you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man says without hesitation&lt;br /&gt;"I now pronounce you man and wife ".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-6923374263942275795?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/6923374263942275795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=6923374263942275795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6923374263942275795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6923374263942275795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/11/curse-of-love.html' title='The Curse Of Love'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-2170937970509945767</id><published>2008-11-07T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T04:21:06.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen To Your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l2Ech8QAOq0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l2Ech8QAOq0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-2954963150120989340</id><published>2008-11-07T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T04:20:00.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XtRP6MU7yAU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XtRP6MU7yAU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-2954963150120989340?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/2954963150120989340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=2954963150120989340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2954963150120989340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2954963150120989340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/11/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-4998359734750654242</id><published>2008-09-23T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T08:36:51.705-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Love Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiIMm9i7V_Q/SCFOFsAXYAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hq9XTnybzAk/s1600/couple1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiIMm9i7V_Q/SCFOFsAXYAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hq9XTnybzAk/s1600/couple1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" align="left"&gt;The beginning of love, is to let those we                        love be perfectly themselves and not twist them with our                        own image -- otherwise, we love only the reflection of ourselves                        we find in them? The happiest people don't necessarily have                        the best of every-thing...they just make the most out of                        everything that comes their way. &lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;The best kind of friend is the one you can sit on a porch                        with, never saying a word and then walk away, feeling like                        that was the best conversation you've had. &lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Don't go for looks -- it can deceive. &lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't go for money -- even wealth fades away. &lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Go for someone who makes you smile, because only a smile                        makes a dark day seem bright. Happiness lies for those who                        cry, those who hurt, those who have searched and those who                        have tried. For only they can appreciate the importance                        of the people who have touched their lives. &lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Love is when you take away the feeling, the passion and                        the romance... and you find out you still care for that                        person. Love comes to those who still hope even though they've                        been disappointed, those who still believe, even though                        they have been betrayed and those who still love even though                        they've been hurt before. Maybe God wants us to meet a few                        wrong people, before meeting the right one, so that when                        we finally meet the right person, we should know how to                        be grateful for that gift. It hurts to love someone and                        not be loved in return. But, what is the most painful is                        to love someone and never find the courage to let the person                        know how you feel. The brightest future will always be based                        on a forgotten past ... you can't go on in life until you                        let go of your past failures and heartaches. &lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that                        they'll love you back! Don't expect love in return, just                        wait for it to grow in Their hearts. But, if it doesn't,                        be content it grew in yours. There are things that you would                        love to hear, but you never hear it from the person you                        want to. Don't be deaf to hear it from the person who says                        it with their heart. &lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;When you were born, you were crying and everyone around                        you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die, you                        are smiling and everyone around you is crying. &lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;When one door of happiness closes, another opens. But often                        we look so long at the closed door, that we don't see the                        one which has just been opened for us. &lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Always put yourself in the other's shoes. If you feel that                        it hurts you, it probably hurts the other person, too. A                        sad thing about life is when you meet someone who means                        a lot to you ... only to find out in the end, that it was                        never meant to be and you just have to let go.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;It takes a minute to have a crush on someone ... an hour                        to like someone...a day to love someone...but it takes a                        lifetime to forget someone. &lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Love starts with a smile, develops with a kiss and ends                        with a tear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-4998359734750654242?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/4998359734750654242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=4998359734750654242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/4998359734750654242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/4998359734750654242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-thoughts.html' title='Love Thoughts'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiIMm9i7V_Q/SCFOFsAXYAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hq9XTnybzAk/s72-c/couple1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-2504319635600399843</id><published>2008-09-18T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:12:57.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Love Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/410803977011150307-2504319635600399843?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/2504319635600399843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=2504319635600399843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2504319635600399843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2504319635600399843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/09/best-love-quote.html' title='The Best Love Quote'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-2243254333734422161</id><published>2008-09-15T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T03:11:00.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Marriage Passbook</title><content type='html'>Received this inspired story from Kevin. Thanks bud. Worth a read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Marriage Passbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn&lt;br /&gt;married William this day. At the end of the wedding party, Jocelyn's&lt;br /&gt;mother gave her a newly opened bank saving passbook. With $1000&lt;br /&gt;deposit amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: 'Jocelyn, take this passbook. Keep it as a record of your&lt;br /&gt;marriage life. When there's something happy and memorable happened in&lt;br /&gt;your new life, put some money in.&lt;br /&gt;Write down&lt;br /&gt;what it's about next to the line. The more memorable the event is, the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more money you can put in. I've done the first one for you today. Do&lt;br /&gt;the others with William.&lt;br /&gt;When you look back after years, you can know how much happiness you've&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn shared this with William when getting home. They both thought&lt;br /&gt;it was a great idea and were  anxious to know when the second deposit&lt;br /&gt;can be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what they did after certain time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 7 Feb: $100, first birthday celebration for William after marriage&lt;br /&gt;- 1 Mar: $300, salary raise for Jocelyn&lt;br /&gt;- 20 Mar: $200, vacation trip to Bali&lt;br /&gt;- 15 Apr: $2000, Jocelyn got pregnant&lt;br /&gt;- 1 Jun: $1000, William got promoted&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..... and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;after years, they started fighting and arguing for trivial things.&lt;br /&gt;They didn't talk much. They regretted that they had married the most&lt;br /&gt;nasty people in the world.... no more love...&lt;br /&gt;Kind of typical nowadays, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Jocelyn talked to her Mother:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Mom, we can't stand it anymore. We agree to divorce. I can't imagine&lt;br /&gt;how I decided to marry this guy!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother:&lt;br /&gt;'Sure, girl, that's no big deal. Just do whatever you want if you&lt;br /&gt;really can't stand it. But before that, do one thing first. Remember&lt;br /&gt;the saving passbook I gave you on your wedding day?&lt;br /&gt;Take out all money and spend it first. You shouldn't keep any record&lt;br /&gt;of such a poor marriage.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn thought it was true. So she went to the bank, waiting at the&lt;br /&gt;queue and planning to cancel the account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While&lt;br /&gt;she was waiting, she took a look at the passbook record.&lt;br /&gt;She looked,&lt;br /&gt;and looked, and looked. Then the memory of all the previous joy and&lt;br /&gt;happiness just came up her mind. Her eyes were then filled with tears.&lt;br /&gt;She left and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was home, she handed the passbook to William, asked him to&lt;br /&gt;spend the money before getting divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;next day, William gave the passbook back to Jocelyn. She found a new&lt;br /&gt;deposit of $5000. And a line next to the record: 'This is the day I&lt;br /&gt;notice how much I've loved you thru out all these years. How much&lt;br /&gt;happiness you've brought me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They hugged and cried, putting the passbook back to the safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do&lt;br /&gt;you know how much money they had saved when they retired? I did not&lt;br /&gt;ask. I believe the money did not matter any more after they had gone&lt;br /&gt;thru all the good years in their life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-2243254333734422161?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/2243254333734422161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=2243254333734422161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2243254333734422161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2243254333734422161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/09/marriage-passbook.html' title='Marriage Passbook'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-5267792043003619298</id><published>2008-09-05T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:06:59.297-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='still loving you'/><title type='text'>Scorpions - Still Loving You</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VmjZDmWEUzk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VmjZDmWEUzk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Scorpions - Still Loving You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time, it needs time&lt;br /&gt;To win back your love again.&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, only love&lt;br /&gt;Can bring back your love someday.&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight, babe, I'll fight&lt;br /&gt;To win back your love again.&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, only love&lt;br /&gt;Can break down the walls someday.&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we'd go again&lt;br /&gt;All the way from the start,&lt;br /&gt;I would try to change&lt;br /&gt;The things that killed our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pride has build a wall, so strong&lt;br /&gt;That I can't get through.&lt;br /&gt;Is there really no chance&lt;br /&gt;To start once again?&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try, baby try&lt;br /&gt;To trust in my love again.&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, your love&lt;br /&gt;Just shouldn't be thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we'd go again&lt;br /&gt;All the way from the start,&lt;br /&gt;I would try to change&lt;br /&gt;The things that killed our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pride has build a wall, so strong&lt;br /&gt;That I can't get through.&lt;br /&gt;Is there really no chance&lt;br /&gt;To start once again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we'd go again&lt;br /&gt;All the way from the start,&lt;br /&gt;I would try to change&lt;br /&gt;The things that killed our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I've hurt your pride, and I know&lt;br /&gt;What you've been through.&lt;br /&gt;You should give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;This can't be the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still loving you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still loving you,&lt;br /&gt;I need your love.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still loving you.&lt;br /&gt;Still loving you, baby...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-5267792043003619298?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/5267792043003619298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=5267792043003619298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5267792043003619298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5267792043003619298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/09/scorpions-still-loving-you.html' title='Scorpions - Still Loving You'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-7987910278596864049</id><published>2008-09-05T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T03:26:19.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='send me an angel'/><title type='text'>Scorpions - Send Me A Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s_lMNufI3hA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s_lMNufI3hA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Scorpions - Send Me A Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wise man said just walk this way&lt;br /&gt;To the dawn of the light&lt;br /&gt;The wind will blow into your face&lt;br /&gt;As the years pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Hear this voice from deep inside&lt;br /&gt;It's the call of your heart&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and you will find&lt;br /&gt;The way out of the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;Will you send me an angel&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;In the land of the morning star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wise man said just find your place&lt;br /&gt;In the eye of the storm&lt;br /&gt;Seek the roses along the way&lt;br /&gt;Just beware of the thorns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;Will you send me an angel&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;In the land of the morning star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wise man said just raise your hand&lt;br /&gt;And reach out for the spell&lt;br /&gt;Find the door to the promised land&lt;br /&gt;Just believe in yourself&lt;br /&gt;Hear this voice from deep inside&lt;br /&gt;It's the call of your heart&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and you will find&lt;br /&gt;The way out of the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;Will you send me an angel&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;In the land of the morning star&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;Will you send me an angel&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;In the land of the morning star&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-7987910278596864049?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/7987910278596864049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=7987910278596864049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7987910278596864049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7987910278596864049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/09/scorpions-send-me-angel.html' title='Scorpions - Send Me A Angel'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-6775717235973997245</id><published>2008-08-21T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T04:52:37.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attractions'/><title type='text'>How can i tell if she is attracted to me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SK1W_t-ME3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/acwDMTcS4Po/s1600-h/interested+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SK1W_t-ME3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/acwDMTcS4Po/s320/interested+girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236937594373935986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;There are six clues that a woman is attracted to you. Here there are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Eye-Contact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;If you really want to know if she is interested in you, you need to check out her eyes. They tell the whole the story. It’s amazing that so many guys forget this, because deep down inside they all know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;When a woman is truly interested, her eyes will be focused completely on you. You’ll be able to feel her attention. However, if she is not interested, her eyes will probably be scanning the room and the scenery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Imagine if Michael Jordan was about to explain his biggest basketball secret to a 12 year old fan. How would the kid look at Jordan? Do you get the point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Great eye contact will let you know if she likes you, and you’ll also want to look for dilated eyes, because they are a natural indicator and she has no control over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Nervousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;If the woman you are with seems to be nervous, there’s a good chance she is really interested in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Nervousness can come across in a variety of different ways, such as fidgeting, playing with her hair, or even biting on her lower lip. While many guys believe that her nervousness is bad sign, it can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;actually be a “secret revealer” that exposes her interest level. Whenever people finds themselves in situations where they don’t want to screw up, there is a natural tendency to get nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Nervousness is simply the emotional response associated with not knowing what to do + a fear of experiencing an undesirable outcome. For example, a woman may get nervous during a conversation with a new guy, because she doesn’t want to ruin her chances of getting the guy to ask for her phone number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Opening up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;If a woman starts to open up to you during the conversation, it’s a huge indicator that she could be interested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;After your first conversations go beyond the weather and other general topics, you’ll want to pay attention to “self-revealing” talk. If she begins to talk a bit about herself, particularly what type of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;woman she is, you’ll know that she is subtly trying to make herself more desirable in your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;The next question becomes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Why is she trying to make herself desirable to me? The answer is pretty obvious. People are incredibly predictable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;For example, if you were approached by a woman who was repulsive, ugly and fat, are you going to care about what she thinks about you? I’m assuming that you believe in being effective. People predictably&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;desire to be effective at things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Mirroring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Mirroring is another way that you can find out if a woman is interested in you. Usually, when a woman is interested in a man, she will subconsciously mimic the way he is standing or sitting, or mimic other&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;body language as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;If you see a woman that is mirroring your posture and your gestures, this is an instant clue that this woman is interested in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Smiles and Laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;A woman that smiles at you and laughs with you is probably very interested in you and what you are saying, as well. Whether she shyly smiles as you are talking or she’s giggling at everything you are saying, this is a great way to tell that she is really interested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;If she never cracks a smile and looks unhappy and bored, she probably wants you to get lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Physical Contact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;One way that you can quickly tell if a woman is interested in you is if she points to you with any part of her body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;If her face, or her shoulder, or even her leg is pointing to you, this is probably a good sign she is into you. If her body is pointing away from you, you’d better move on, because this woman can’t wait to get&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;If you can remember these 7 things, you’ll know without a doubt whether she likes you. Also I have no book to offer you. I have friends that continue begged me to write a dating guide because what I teach is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;totally different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-6775717235973997245?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/6775717235973997245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=6775717235973997245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6775717235973997245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6775717235973997245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-can-i-tell-if-she-is-attracted-to.html' title='How can i tell if she is attracted to me?'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SK1W_t-ME3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/acwDMTcS4Po/s72-c/interested+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-7255275540268215201</id><published>2008-08-21T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T04:11:37.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insecurity'/><title type='text'>How to overcome insecurity when with girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SK1NYhffsmI/AAAAAAAAAN0/faA3O-ZgzJQ/s1600-h/happy+couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SK1NYhffsmI/AAAAAAAAAN0/faA3O-ZgzJQ/s320/happy+couple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236927025404424802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;ITS ALL ABOUT THE WAY YOU THINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Is meeting women scary?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The answer to above question is... "if you think so".&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If we train ourselves to respond negatively and feel negative emotions, when we feel good emotions, we become scared and find a way to retreat back to the bad emotions because they feel more familiar!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, if you feel bad or negative or insecure about yourself, the following may happen:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you get a compliment, you feel the person     complimenting on you is lying or being insincere.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So when women express interest in you, you miss their     signals because you don't believe they could find you     attractive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you have an opportunity to have a great experience     with a woman, you let it pass by because you believe it     will end badly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, in the end &lt;strong&gt;you feel comfortable with your BAD feelings&lt;/strong&gt; and loose the opportunity to experience GOOD feelings.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Here are some quick tips to help you in overcoming your insecurities:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't try making any situation perfect. But, try to     learn from it. This will take out the pressure you     unnecesarily built on yourself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go over your list of negative beliefs, and for each     one, create a positive statement to counteract it. Include     a reference from your life if possible. Be positive... like     dont say "I am not shy", instead say, "I am     confident".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn to rewrite your thoughts by replacing "can't"     with "won't"!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carry yourself confidently, do not hurry things up.     Move slowly!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember most of your insecurities have no meaning at     all. They only exist because you let them to exist.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In this entire Universe, only you have the power of     what you think and feel. Don't give this power to anyone     else.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;And always remember, in your life at every step have the power to choose: Feeling bad, or Feeling good... so what do you choose?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-7255275540268215201?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/7255275540268215201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=7255275540268215201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7255275540268215201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7255275540268215201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-to-overcome-insecurity-when-with.html' title='How to overcome insecurity when with girls'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SK1NYhffsmI/AAAAAAAAAN0/faA3O-ZgzJQ/s72-c/happy+couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-4281497158697994415</id><published>2008-08-21T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:08:56.482-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovely'/><title type='text'>Video-Trish Thuy Trang- Lovely</title><content type='html'>This is one of the more beautiful and soothing song I've ever come across. Posted here for all to enjoy. Scroll down to the bottom of the lyrics for the video. Originally sang by Michelle Tumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the sweet dreams that soothe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;when I can't fall asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;in the middle of the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I'm rushing by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;at the speed of light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the strong resolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;when I find no peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the church bells ringing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;in the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When all is quiet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your whisper comfort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lifts my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I get so weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ohhh.... You're lovely, lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the center of my universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(my universe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A thousand times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I look around me and I find...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ohh... you're lovely. (lovely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the center of my universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(my universe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A million ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cannot explain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the soft words that touch me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;when I just can't speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the breeze on the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;in the morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;reminding me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;to greet the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the flowers I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;seeing in Italy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Colors through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a golden haze,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;bright and radiant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;soft and fragrant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the noon day sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;it makes me sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ohh... You're lovely, lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the center of my universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(my universe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A thousand times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I look around me and I find...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ohh... You're lovely, lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the center of my universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(my universe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A million ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cannot explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;There may be grief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and there may be pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I am aware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You blind the darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;with who You are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ohh... You're lovely, lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the center of my universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(my universe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A thousand times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I look around me and I find...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ohh... You're lovely, lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the center of my universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(my universe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A million ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cannot explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You're lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="font-weight: bold;" src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/569440/final_fantasy_x_lovely.swf" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/569440/final_fantasy_x_lovely/"&gt;Final Fantasy X (Lovely) - video powered by Metacafe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-4281497158697994415?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/4281497158697994415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=4281497158697994415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/4281497158697994415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/4281497158697994415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/video-michelle-tumes-lovely.html' title='Video-Trish Thuy Trang- Lovely'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-6960820319030763088</id><published>2008-08-20T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T10:02:04.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my love will get you home'/><title type='text'>Video-My Love Will Get You Home-Christine Glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you wander off too far, my love will get you home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you follow the wrong star, my love will get you home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Boy, my love will get you home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If the bright lights blinds your eyes, my love will get you home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If your troubles break your stride, my love will get you home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Boy, my love will get you home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you ever feel ashamed, my love will get you home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;When there's only you to blame, my love will get you home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Boy, my love will get you home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Boy, my love will get you home, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Boy, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CKr0nBx76Ks&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CKr0nBx76Ks&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-6960820319030763088?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/6960820319030763088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=6960820319030763088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6960820319030763088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6960820319030763088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/video-my-love-will-get-you-home.html' title='Video-My Love Will Get You Home-Christine Glass'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-7783292497373875899</id><published>2008-08-20T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T05:12:26.907-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bright eyes'/><title type='text'>Video- Bright Eyes by Art Garfunkel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKwUdHYJKKI/AAAAAAAAAME/UTgC4IolV2s/s1600-h/bright+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKwUdHYJKKI/AAAAAAAAAME/UTgC4IolV2s/s320/bright+eyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236582957154117794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Is it a kind of dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Floating out on the tide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Following the river of death downstream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Oh, is it a dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;There's a fog along the horizon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;A strange glow in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;And nobody seems to know where you go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;And what does it mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Oh, is it a dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Bright eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Burning like fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Bright eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;How can you close the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;How can the light that burned so brightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Suddenly burn so pale?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Bright eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Is it a kind of shadow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Reaching into the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Wandering over the hills unseen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Or is it a dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;There's a high wind in the trees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;A cold sound in the air,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;And nobody ever knows when you go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;And where do you start,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Oh, into the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Bright eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;burning like fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Bright eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;how can you close the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;How can the light that burned so brightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Suddenly burn so pale?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Bright eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Bright eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;burning like fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Bright eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;how can you close the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;How can the light that burned so brightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Suddenly burn so pale?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Bright eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/yt-m8of1W29oRQ/watership_down_bright_eyes.swf" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="345" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/yt-m8of1W29oRQ/watership_down_bright_eyes/"&gt;Watership Down - Bright Eyes&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;For more funny videos, click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-7783292497373875899?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/7783292497373875899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=7783292497373875899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7783292497373875899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7783292497373875899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/video-bright-eyes-by-art-garfunkel.html' title='Video- Bright Eyes by Art Garfunkel'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKwUdHYJKKI/AAAAAAAAAME/UTgC4IolV2s/s72-c/bright+eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-3482200512079994579</id><published>2008-08-20T05:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T06:43:08.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love or infatuation'/><title type='text'>Difference Between Love and Infatuation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKwIr75HkzI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rsan4s3GOpE/s1600-h/love+or+infatuation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKwIr75HkzI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rsan4s3GOpE/s320/love+or+infatuation.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236570017629705010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Are you really in love? Or do you think that you are in love?&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a big difference between Love and infatuation. Some people can't tell the difference, thinking they are in love but really it is a deep infatuation. Infatuation is instant desire - one set of glands calling to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is friendship that has caught fire. It takes root and grows, one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation is marked by a feeling of insecurity. You are excited and eager, but not genuinely happy.&lt;br /&gt;There are nagging doubts, unanswered questions, little bits and pieces about your beloved that you would just as soon not examine too closely. It might spoil the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the quiet understanding and mature acceptance of imperfection. It is real. It gives you strength and grows beyond you - to bolster your beloved. You are warmed by their presence, even when they are away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles do not separate you. You have so many wonderful little films in your head that you keep replaying.&lt;br /&gt;But near or far, you know they are yours, and you can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation says, "We must get married right away. I can't risk losing them."&lt;br /&gt;Love says, "Be patient. Don't panic. Plan your future with confidence."&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation has an element of sexual excitement. Whenever you are together, you hope it will end in intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not based on sex. It is the maturation of friendship, which makes sex so much sweeter. You must be friends before you can be lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation lacks confidence. When they're away, you wonder if they're cheating. Sometimes, you check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love means trust. You are calm, secure and unthreatened. They feel your trust, and it makes them even more trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation might lead you to do things you will regret, but love never steers you in the wrong direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is an upper. It makes you feel whole. It completes the circle. It fills the empty space in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Love is elevating. It lifts you up. It makes you look up. It makes you think up.&lt;br /&gt;It makes you a better person than you were before. If you have love in your life, it can make up for a great many things you don't have. If there is no love in your life, whatever else there is has a lot less meaning. The secret of our being is not only to live but to have something to live for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;INFATUATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation is a feeling; real love involves a commitment also. Infatuation is just love of emotion. Real love, though, is love of devotion. Only the emotions are affected in infatuation, but in real love both the emotions and the will are involved. Next, a person "fall into" infatuation, but "grows into" real love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, have you ever seen a girl who was so beautiful that you thought you'd faint?&lt;br /&gt;This is infatuation! It is based totally on physical attraction. often you don't know much in-depth about the person you so-called love. Thus, infatuation is mostly biological. Also remember, never tell a girl you love her, unless you are willing to marry her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, infatuation is basically selfish where real love is basically selfless.Infatuation is more interested in satisfying yourself and the feeling than it is in the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real love is primarily interested in the other person. It seeks to give instead of get.. Love unselfishly seeks the highest good for the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, infatuation is weakened by time and separation where real love is strengthened by time and separation.&lt;br /&gt;This does not mean that there will be no pain in separation. On the contrary, there is great pain in separation if&lt;br /&gt;you are truly in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know what is infatuation, we will go on to discuss about the details of a true love. Love is patient. The word translated "patient" means to wait patiently for the fulfilment of expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have difficulty dating this girl and she does not want to come out, if you truly love her, you will not complain and blame her, you must look at the situation from her point of view - maybe she is having some problems which prevented her from coming out. You must react to it with patience and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, have you ever met someone you liked so much that you wanted to push the relationship and make it progress faster? Sure you have! Love, however, is willing to give a relationship time to grow at a natural pace.&lt;br /&gt;It does not push but is willing to wait for the relationship to grow at a rate that is satisfactory to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;Love is Kind Love seeks to encourage and build up others. It respects the feelings and emotions of others..&lt;br /&gt;It finds its greatest satisfaction in making others happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Give one another things such as gifts and encouragement cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Compliment one another. Magnify the other party's strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Listen to one another. Pay close attention to what each of you has to say and make each other feel that what each says is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Treat one another special in public. Compliment and encourage one another sincerely in the presence of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Love is Not Jealous. Jealousy usually indicates an insecure and immature heart. Love wants the best for others, but jealousy is possessive. Jealous is reflected in the childish statement, "If he is going to talk to her, then he can just forget&lt;br /&gt;about me!" Often, one person wants to totally possess the other and to restrict her relationships with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Love is not about bragging. Love is not a windbag and is not anxious to impress. Often a guy will brag to a girl, trying to impress her so that she will like him. A truly great person, however, does not need to exalt himself! Others will exalt him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Love is Not Arrogant. Love is not conceited, boastful,cocky, or stuck-up. Love, instead, is humble and has a servant attitude. Sometimes, a guy may come across to a girl with an "I can take you or leave you" attitude. His demeanour implies, "You ought to be thankful that somebody as neat as me is dating you." Of course, this is not love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Love always covers. This word cover means to pass over in silence, to keep confidential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Love is patient with the faults of others. It doesn't criticise and broadcast to the world the faults of others.&lt;br /&gt;Love is there even when it knows the other is not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Love always Perseveres. Love always stands its ground and hold out. It will outlast anything. It will even love in the face of unrequited love. Real love will last though all sorts of trials, tribulations and stresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Love is Not Provoked. This means that love has a long fuse. It does not become irritated and angry. It is not easily offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Love does not seek its own. This is the heart of love. Love is other-centred rather than self- centred. Love says, "I love you, I want to give to you." Selfishness says, "I love you, I want you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Love does not act unbecomingly. This means that love does not behave disgracefully, dishonourably or indecently. It does not embarrass others by its action. It is characterised by tact and sensitivity. This also means that love should have good manner. Be sure to do little things like opening doors for your girl, or offering her your arm when you walk together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Lastly, Love is forgiving. This is a MUST for a successful love story. If a guy is not willing to forgive and forget when his girlfriend is one hour late, he is not exhibiting love. Love doesn't hold grudges when it has been&lt;br /&gt;wronged. It doesn't remain resentful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Remember this: Love forgets past failures and sins. **&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-3482200512079994579?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/3482200512079994579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=3482200512079994579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/3482200512079994579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/3482200512079994579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/difference-between-love-and-infatuation.html' title='Difference Between Love and Infatuation'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKwIr75HkzI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rsan4s3GOpE/s72-c/love+or+infatuation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-8819734262115849050</id><published>2008-08-17T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T10:09:49.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaning of  roses'/><title type='text'>The Meanings Of  Roses</title><content type='html'>ROSE: Love, passion, perfection. The rose was named for the Latin word rosa which means red. It has been a symbol of love since ancient times. Associated with the fifthteenth wedding anniversary. It is also known as the birthflower of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, BURGUNDY: Beauty within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, CORAL: Desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, DARK CRIMSON: Mourning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, HIBISCUS: Delicate beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, LAVENDER: Love at first sight, enchantment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, LEAF: You may hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, MOSS: Confessions of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, ORANGE: Fascination, display feeling of enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, PEACH: Desire, gratitude, apprecation, admiration, sympathy, modesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, PINK: Happiness, appreciation, admiration, friendship, sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, DARK PINK: Thankfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, LIGHT PINK: Grace, gladness, joy, perfect happiness, please believe me, gratitude, admiration, gentility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, RED: Love, passion, respect, courage, I love you, beauty, pure and lovely, prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, DEEP RED: Un-selfconscious beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, SINGLE, FULL BLOOM: I love you, I still love you, new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, BUD, SMALL: Pure and lovely, beauty and youth, a heart innocent of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, THORNLESS: Love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, WHITE: Innocence, purity, secrecy, I am worthy of you, silence, friendship, truth, virtue, girlhood, humility spiritual love, but of the soul, reverence, charm, happy love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, WHITE, DRIED: Death is preferable to loss of virtue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSE, YELLOW: Joy, friendship, true love, decrease of love, jealousy, try to care, freedom, slighted love, shows “I care”, joy, gladness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSES, BOUQUET, MATURE: Gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSES, RED &amp; WHITE TOGETHER: Unity, flower emblem of England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSES, YELLOW &amp; RED TOGETHER: Happiness, congratulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSES, YELLOW &amp; ORANGE TOGETHER: Passionate thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-8819734262115849050?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/8819734262115849050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=8819734262115849050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8819734262115849050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8819734262115849050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/meanings-of-flowers.html' title='The Meanings Of  Roses'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-7116729974050759728</id><published>2008-08-17T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T10:17:19.609-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shy girl'/><title type='text'>Gain Some Insight Into A Shy Girl's Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKhdGfgRAlI/AAAAAAAAALs/YW0fLLmimVs/s1600-h/shy+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKhdGfgRAlI/AAAAAAAAALs/YW0fLLmimVs/s320/shy+girl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235536932935631442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to get insight into a shy girl's mind whether or not she's interested in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Walk up to her and ask her, or if she's just too shy for that, send an email to her, saying:&lt;br /&gt;   2. Say "Hi, I would like to ask you a question, can I? I should say that I want to tell you something, is this all right with you? Anyway, I will tell you later."&lt;br /&gt;   3. Give her time to think about that question. Once you meet her, just greet her but without any conversation. Smile at her, then walk away.&lt;br /&gt;   4. Be patient. Within a few days, if the girl works up her courage to ask what question you wanted to ask her, or what it was you wanted to say to her - it means she may have feelings for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Be patient. Bide your time and just wait. Give her a couple of days, she is shy.&lt;br /&gt;    * Realize that many shy girls aren't really all that shy, once they've had a couple conversations with you, and others might turn out to not really be shy at all, but they're just quiet-natured. If they're in the second category, realize that it's a long-term thing that you have to be okay with.&lt;br /&gt;    * Treat her like she's a normal person, many people are not shy but are forced to be due to certain things like unpopularity&lt;br /&gt;    * Treat her like a girl. Just because she's shy doesn't mean you have to treat her differently.&lt;br /&gt;    * Be yourself she won't like you if you are trying to be someone your not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CAUTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * If she suddenly replies to your email saying she doesn't want to know, or tries to stay away from you, that means she doesn't like you. Then you can send an email to her saying:&lt;br /&gt;          o "Actually one of your friends told me that you say I'm a weird guy. Did you? I didn't believe you'd say that..." In this way, you save face. If she asks which friend said that, just say, "I don't like to pass names. Just someone. Look, it's not important, never mind."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-7116729974050759728?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/7116729974050759728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=7116729974050759728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7116729974050759728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7116729974050759728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/gain-some-insight-into-shy-girls-mind.html' title='Gain Some Insight Into A Shy Girl&apos;s Mind'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKhdGfgRAlI/AAAAAAAAALs/YW0fLLmimVs/s72-c/shy+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-1562119423248104941</id><published>2008-08-17T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T06:58:43.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one in a million'/><title type='text'>One In A Million</title><content type='html'>Boy, I love this song. Even had it on a friend's wedding video I did for them. Decided to share it with you guys. Can't seem to get enough of this song. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller2.swf?lyricid=15326&amp;border=2&amp;bordert=80&amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/bluedisco.jpg&amp;filter=0x000000&amp;filtert=25&amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;fontname=arial&amp;fontsize=11&amp;speed=2" quality="high" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/bosson-lyrics.html"&gt;Bosson Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/"&gt;One In A Million Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/328280/you_one_in_the_million.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size = 1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/328280/you_one_in_the_million/"&gt;You One In The Million&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;Click here for this week’s top video clips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-1562119423248104941?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/1562119423248104941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=1562119423248104941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/1562119423248104941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/1562119423248104941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-in-million.html' title='One In A Million'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-8712023624518867960</id><published>2008-08-17T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T05:48:51.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poem'/><title type='text'>When We First Met</title><content type='html'>When I first met you,&lt;br /&gt;I felt the strangest feeling ever&lt;br /&gt;I know I never told you,&lt;br /&gt;But it meant something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking about you,&lt;br /&gt;All the way home..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even know you,&lt;br /&gt;I was acting cool &amp; as if you were not even there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked and laughed,&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't even know your name!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I liked u that day,&lt;br /&gt;You told me once that you didn't like me at all that day&lt;br /&gt;Am not sure about that actually but..&lt;br /&gt;That day passed.. it was so weird.. I told my friends about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONTHS passed..i had a close friend&lt;br /&gt;He accidentally fell in love with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then by coincidence I ran into you again,&lt;br /&gt;Dont know why but my heart kept pumping heavily&lt;br /&gt;My face turned REDDD,you smiled&lt;br /&gt;And I turned my face away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda in a relationship&lt;br /&gt;But that wasn't the reason I acted weird&lt;br /&gt;I actually dont know the reason till now&lt;br /&gt;I saw you many times later but I still acted weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew you were looking at me and wondering&lt;br /&gt;Days passed and we didn't talk..you said nothing and I acted cool..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-8712023624518867960?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/8712023624518867960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=8712023624518867960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8712023624518867960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8712023624518867960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-i-first-met-you-i-felt-strangest.html' title='When We First Met'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-4573052794066282735</id><published>2008-08-17T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T03:51:18.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overcoming loneliness'/><title type='text'>Overcome That Loneliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKgCb1a7BzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xLVtchwUOl0/s1600-h/being+alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKgCb1a7BzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xLVtchwUOl0/s320/being+alone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235437244037924658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overcoming loneliness can be a big problem for many people but often they can hide it so well you would have no idea they were lonely unless they told you. One of my Aussie friends who also lives in Bangkok was telling me over lunch last weekend how he is so lonely at the moment he is thinking about closing his very successful business and returning to Australia. It got me thinking about the concept of overcoming loneliness and I started to wonder what it is that brings on feelings of loneliness and why is it that people spend years being lonely while others rarely feel lonely. I think everyone at some stage in their life has gone through periods of dealing with loneliness so I decided to write an article about overcoming loneliness as it can really be a debilitating problem if not dealt with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you may be around numerous people almost all day everyday overcoming loneliness can still be a miserable part of your life. When you are around a lot of other people who you may work with or go to school with but are not necessarily friends with, loneliness feels even worse. Why I think loneliness is worse when many other people are around you is because all those other people serve to enforce a fear in you that nobody cares about you. You see these people everyday and you probably have to interact with some of them but they do not even know the real you. You end up getting the feeling that most people although generally friendly are quite impersonal. This forces you into wanting to get away from this impersonal place as soon as the work or school day is over and retreat to your own safety zone like your home but sadly you usually get back to your thoughts about how to overcome loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you arrive home you initially feel good to be away from all those people but then a horrible sense of loneliness sets in and then fear takes its grip on you. You may not even be a fearful person but the longer you let yourself suffer with your issues of how to overcome loneliness the more you have to be fearful of. Let me give you an example. You are cruising through life, having fun, socializing, you have a cool girlfriend or boyfriend and then suddenly your life is turned upside down when you lose your job. Soon after your girlfriend leaves and then you are alone. It does not take you long to find another job and suddenly you are surrounded by people again but you just do not seem to connect with any of your new work associates and your old work friends are too busy to spend time with you as you are both so busy with work and life. You may even go on a few dates but do not manage to hook up with anyone compatible and over a period of months you start spending more and more time at home and less time around friends or socializing. All of a sudden you realize you are lonely and the more you think about it the more the problem of overcoming loneliness grips your entire life and the more lonely you feel. After a while you begin to live on autopilot, you go to work or school but the rest of the time you are alone. Without even being aware of it you are suddenly waste deep in fear. You fear being alone, you fear going out to find a new partner as you just do not have the confidence you once had in yourself and you are fearful of other people since you have come to believe most people only care about themselves and are generally impersonal. Suddenly you actually give up on the idea of overcoming loneliness and you begin to accept it as just part of your life. You did not always feel this way but after an extended period of loneliness you do now and you cannot see it getting any better. So what has ultimately happened is, your fear has pushed away everyone in your life and as you remain in fear you remain in a state of loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just an example of one way loneliness can set in without you being completely conscious of what is happening before it is too late. One minute you are on top of the world and the next minute you are trapped in the void of dealing with loneliness. It can happen to literally anyone from all walks of life, from the young to the old or from the poorest to the richest. So who can help you? Well, you can certainly help yourself and turn things around by taking action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you are fully aware of your loneliness and you want to improve your situation this is the perfect time to look at who you are, where you are in life and where do you want to be. The answers to these questions might be able to not only guide you towards overcoming loneliness but steer you in a more desirable life direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By looking at who you are you need to ask yourself what is making you feel lonely. Are you afraid of rejection and this is why you spend all your time alone. If so, this is a fear that needs to be tackled head on. Facing this fear is the only way you will overcome loneliness. There are numerous ways you can meet new people without having to go to bars or clubs which are not ideal places to meet partners or friends. Joining groups of like minded people is a real winner and even more fun if you can take a friend who shares your interests. Like minded people get on with others who like what they like, it is that simple and suddenly you might find that overcoming your loneliness is a thing of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you see yourself in life? Do you feel like you should be more successful? If so, you need to make a plan to work on that area of your life but don’t make the mistake of thinking you are not good enough or successful enough to make new friends or find a new partner. Most genuine people do not really care about the superficial things as much as they care about the real you. Overcoming loneliness requires you to be proactive. Be honest about yourself and where you are and have a concrete plan of where you are headed. Even if you are not there yet, people love to spend their time around people who know what they want and a new partner or friend might love to jump on board your motorway to succes and in turn help you to overcome loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you take a long hard look at who you are and where you are in life you might find that you feel lonely because you do not have a partner. At this point you need to access why you need a partner. Some people feel they need someone else in their life to feel complete, others are so tied up with partners they wish they were alone. You need to put things in perspective before you can make the right choices. Sometimes effectively overcoming loneliness requires another solution than just finding a partner. If you feel you need a partner to make you happy, then you need to ask yourself what a partner can do for you that you cannot do for yourself. I am not saying you do not need a partner, it is great having a partner, but you need to figure out what role that partner will take in your life. You want a partner for the right reasons and the right reason is not to be dependent on someone else because that can only lead to pain. You want a partner as a companion not as a security blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overcoming loneliness my involve taking some risks. You may have been emotionally hurt before and scared to take that risk again but the longer you fight it the harder it will be to get back. It is definitely worth taking a risk, a safe secure life alone will never be rewarding. The same thing goes for people who care too much about what others think or expect. If this is your fear you will never be free until you break those invisible chains imposed by the opinions of others. Forget about what other people think and live your life on your terms not theirs. The only people you ever need concern yourself with are not the ones who are judging you. People who judge are ultimately so insecure they are really only judging themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can overcome loneliness by taking action and you can take action on a number of levels. If you are not overly confident it is best to take small steps towards meeting people. Meeting through friends is usually one of the safest and easiest ways to meet new friends and potential partners. By joining groups, clubs or learning programs you can selectively choose to meet the types of people that like what you like and you may be surprised when you find what you have been looking for. In this infinite universe of energy, like is attracted to like, it is a scientific fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source:  &lt;a href="http://www.universeofsuccess.com/overcoming-loneliness.html"&gt;http://www.universeofsuccess.com/overcoming-loneliness.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Errol Clarke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You Felt Alone,&lt;br /&gt;And Felt So Down&lt;br /&gt;Until Today&lt;br /&gt;When You Hit The Ground&lt;br /&gt;Our Hearts Just Dropped&lt;br /&gt;And Forced To Frown&lt;br /&gt;What Are We Gonna Do?&lt;br /&gt;Now That You Arent Around?&lt;br /&gt;Memories Keep You&lt;br /&gt;Tied To Us&lt;br /&gt;But Some Too Painful&lt;br /&gt;And Some Too Rough&lt;br /&gt;But Now We Can't Just&lt;br /&gt;Act Tough&lt;br /&gt;How Are We Suppose to forget you&lt;br /&gt;and all the things that we went through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-4573052794066282735?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/4573052794066282735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=4573052794066282735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/4573052794066282735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/4573052794066282735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/overcome-that-loneliness.html' title='Overcome That Loneliness'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKgCb1a7BzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xLVtchwUOl0/s72-c/being+alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-9027951981147370676</id><published>2008-08-17T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T03:21:03.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>World’s Most Romantic Hotels</title><content type='html'>There are innumerable superb hotels and resorts in the world but you’re supposed to be pretty choosy to pick the best one to snuggle with your partner. The most romantic hotels and resorts where you can only let your hearts speak out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Banyan Tree Resorts - Maldives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/banyan-tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/banyan-tree.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast away in the prestigious Banyan Tree Resorts in the Maldives. You experience the white sandy beach, crystal clear water and a cry of gulls. Nothing can better boost your romance than this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sila Evason Hideaway &amp; Spa - Samui Island, Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/sila-evason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/sila-evason.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No questions asked about spas in Thailand. Sila Evason Hideaway &amp; Spa features the most romantic and enjoyable sense that the finest spa has to offer. Indulge in heaven on earth among a lovely atmosphere with your date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Dugong Beach Lodge - Mozambique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/dugong-beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/dugong-beach.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let exotic fish witness your romance at Dugong Beach Lodge where crystal clear water and breathtaking beach are its hallmark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Al Moudira Hotel - Egypt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/al-moudira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/al-moudira.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treat your date like a king or a queen at Al Moudira Hotel, a unique luxurious 5-star hotel which makes your date a very special one indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Oberoi Mauritius Hotel - Mauritius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/oberoi-mauritius.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/oberoi-mauritius.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oberoi Mauritius Hotel is a paradise hidden on earth for lovers. The place is surrounded by the splendour of nature and is totally a dream destination for a romantic date and honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Le Meridien Resort - French Polynesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/le-meridien.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/le-meridien.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a romantic place for your special date? The magnificent Le Meridien Resort is definitely your very first choice. The over-water bungalows will make lovers feel they are the only couple in the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. One&amp;Only Spa Palmilla - Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/one-only.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/one-only.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One&amp;Only Spa Palmilla is truly a romantic getaway. The sublime services, including the treatments of blended Mexican, Asian and global accents and the elegant atmosphere are always available for couples to be pampered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Tsurunoyu Onsen - Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/tsurunoyu-onsen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/tsurunoyu-onsen.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsurunoyu Onsen is a romantic hot Spring Resort decorated with its traditional wooden buildings, indoor and outdoor baths. In winter, the entire region is a snow-covered wonderland among the beautiful mountains of northern Honshu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Chateau Elan Resort - Atlanta, United States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/chateau-elan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/chateau-elan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chateau Elan Resort is a romantic location which is far away from the bustle and hustle. The great view of a massive vineyard and all the sublime amenities makes the resort one of the best resorts in the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Four Seasons Hotel - Los Angeles, US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/four-season.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/four-season.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Season Hotel is one of the world’s most luxurious hotels. The upscale hotel is located in the world’s many major cities, including Los Angeles. Delight your special date at the divine paradise on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Aman-i-Khas - India&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/aman-i-khas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/aman-i-khas.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Located right next to Rajasthan’s Ranthambhore National Park, Aman-i-Khas rules all the boutique resorts in India. The resort features only 10 exclusive tents, showing a cultural beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Pangkor Laut Resort - Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/pangko-laut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/pangko-laut.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considered the most exotic resort in Asia, Malaysian Pangkor Laut Resort is a combination of elegance and natural splendour where peace and delight are lavishly found. Sitting on the ocean, the place is a perfect getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Le Sereno Villa - Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/le-sereno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/le-sereno.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Sereno Villa is located near the beach front on the Grand Cul de Sac Beach with the most spectacular scenic view you can ever imagine. The Villa’s private garden and terrace make the place the most romantic location for lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Puerto Vallarta hotel - Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/puerto-vallarta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/puerto-vallarta.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puerto Vallarta hotel impresses you since your first step on the hotel’s courtyard, lovely terraced garden, a state-of-the-art pool through a unique and elegant room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Aspen - Colorado, United States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/aspen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/aspen.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm up your romance in a snowy paradise. Aspen is the splendid romantic vacation for lovers who are looking for fun, cosy fireplaces, stunning scenery and marvellous night life. Although the place is freezing, your heart is totally tepid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Riviera Maya resort - Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/riviera-maya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/riviera-maya.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paradise really exists in Riviera Maya resort. The place is all you need for the lovely romantic getaway with a wonderful white sandy beaches, crystal clear water, snorkelling, nightlife and sunset cruises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Ice Hotel - Jukkasjarvi, Sweden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/ice-hotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/ice-hotel.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the world’s most extraordinary and romantic vacations, Ice Hotel in Jukkasjarvi is constructed out of ice and really incredibly renowned for its warmth, romance and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Whistler - Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/whistler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/whistler.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The splendid resort town, Whistler, is famous for its mountain biking and alpines skiing and will host the Vancouver 2010 Winter Olympic and Paralympic Games. With its spectacular view of snow-covered mountains, you are guaranteed a lovely, romantic date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Igloo Village - Finland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/igloo-village.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/igloo-village.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The village features 20 snow igloos for sleeping, bar made of ice and five extraordinary Glass igloos where lovers are allowed to sleep under the Lapp sky, counting glittering stars among the warm temperature in the igloo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Hotel Iso- Syote - Finland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/hotel-iso-syote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/hotel-iso-syote.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iso- Syote hotel is located in the top of Finland’s southern most fall in perfect isolation. In winter, the place attracts both skiers and couples for adventure and romance. Thanks to its location, it’s without a doubt a truly romantic spot for lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Emirates Palace Hotel - United Arab Emirates (UAE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/emirates-palace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/emirates-palace.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magnificent Arabia hotel fabulously lines along the beautiful private beach which makes it the perfect place to relax and indulge. Surprise your date with a helicopter which the hotel supplies to pick you up from the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Paraiso de la Bonita Resort &amp; Spa - Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/paraiso-de-la.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/paraiso-de-la.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paraiso de la Bonita Resort &amp; Spa is an upscale resort where remarkable ambience and privacy are its priority. Enjoy a luxury suite, a private terrace in front of the sea and the finest dinner by candlelight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. The Caves Resort- Jamaica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/the-caves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/the-caves.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite being a tiny resort, The Caves provides outstanding levels of romantic atmosphere with the cottages built above the sapphire sea water and fantastic sunset views along the cliff. The resort is just worth returning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Hotel Cipriani - Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/hotel-cipriani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/hotel-cipriani.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Located in the famous Venice of Italy, hotel Cipriani is a supremely romantic hotel which is perfect for travellers looking for luxurious pampering. A Jacuzzi set within a fountain and splendid views from the hotel guarantee your memorable experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Fairmont Olympic Hotel - Washington, United States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/fairmont.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/fairmont.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairmont Olympic Hotel is situated in the heart of Seattle and only footsteps from many fantastic tourist attractions. The hotel is famous for its gorgeous Italian Renaissance architecture and elegance which make the hotel the destination for romantic date and honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Mykonos Grand Hotel - Greece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/mykonos-grand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/mykonos-grand.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elegant and Greek beauty surrounds you once you step in Mykonos Grand Hotel. Besides luxurious suits with private pool, the gorgeous balcony and view are extremely stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Jade Mountain St. Lucia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/jade-mountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/jade-mountain.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swim in a splendid pool among the sunshine and Caribbean nature, then you will sense a real paradise. Jade Mountain provides unparalleled beauty which earns a place in everyone’s heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Las Ventanas al Paraiso - Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/las-ventanas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/las-ventanas.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tropical paradise, Las Ventanas al Paraiso, is best known for its elegant accommodations and unrivalled surroundings. Indulge yourself with your date at the hotel where you can absolutely get spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Lebua At State Tower - Bangkok, Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/lebua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/lebua.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run away from hustle and bustle with Lebua At State Tower which is located next to Chao Phraya River, guests can be delighted with spectacular views of Bangkok night. Enjoy the outdoor dinning spot on the top of the hotel in the midst of dazzling stars and cool air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Howard Hotel - Edinburgh, Scotland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/howard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/images/pics-30hotels/howard.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most romantic getaways in Europe, the 5 star Howard Hotel offers excellent service and the most romantic atmosphere ever. Treat your loved one with fabulous champagne in an elegant suit, it’s just an unforgettable stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.juicemag.co.uk/the-worlds-most-romantic-hotels"&gt;http://www.juicemag.co.uk/the-worlds-most-romantic-hotels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-9027951981147370676?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/9027951981147370676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=9027951981147370676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/9027951981147370676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/9027951981147370676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/worlds-most-romantic-hotels.html' title='World’s Most Romantic Hotels'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-8604210547417727349</id><published>2008-08-16T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T05:34:33.261-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love games'/><title type='text'>When Classic Games Meet With Romance</title><content type='html'>My partner and I love playing games. It's a great way to spend a few hours just being together and talking, having fun. Sometimes though the traditional games can get a little boring, so we thought a little spicing up was in order. This weekend when you're looking for something to do, try one of these romantic renditions of favorite classic games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Romantic Word Scrabble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play like normal except only words that are romantic can be used. If you are questioned about the "romanticness" of the word you used, prove it's romantic value by using it in a sentence. That part alone is half the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strip Poker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this one is a gimme, but it's great fun! Make the stakes higher by making the chips worth kisses, romantic treats and more when they're cashed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Risk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rename the countries into body parts on the board and on the cards (so they correlate). You'll need to be pretty detailed as there are quite a few countries. When you take over a "body part" you get to have your way with it for 5 minutes. Or, if you'd rather, you can have your partner do something to that body part on you. Make sure to set limits on what is acceptable to ask the other to do beforehand and respect those wishes so it stays fun for everyone. If you don't want it to be too sexual, don't name any erogenous zones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you take over a partner's piece you are entitled to 5 minutes of a romantic "treat" of your choice. Whoever ultimately wins the game is entitled to special 2-3 hour romantic treat of their choice to be redeemed within 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Monopoly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play the game as usual except change the payment of money into for every $100 you owe or need to pay you have to pleasure your partner for 1 minute. So, if you land on Boardwalk with all the hotels you'll need to pleasure your partner for 20 minutes. Winner gets a special romantic treat of their choice to be given within 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of playing until whoever reaches 500 first, play for a set amount of time. An hour is usually good for us. At the end of the playing time turn every 100 points into 10 minutes of time (500 points would equal 50 minutes) your partner has to do whatever you want. It can be anything from being your servant for the night, to giving you a massage, making dinner, hand feeding you, etc. Use your imagination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If these ideas aren't enough for you, take a peek at some of these user-submitted ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hide and Seek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our favorite games is hide &amp; seek. It's best to surprise your partner with the game... Turn out all the lights and leave a note by the door for him to find when he walks in the door with something like "Hide &amp; Seek: Find me if you can!"... or turn out all the lights after she goes into the bathroom and call out, "You'll have to search for me." (You might want to call this out and *then* find a different hiding spot. LOL For a little added twist to the game, one time I hid in the guest bedroom under the bed (I usually make my hiding spots more obvious). When my husband looked over the room and didn't see me he went on to the other rooms. After he headed downstairs to continue the search I snuck into our bedroom. I quietly picked up the phone and called his cell phone. I said, "Hey, honey... still looking for some fun? Meet me in the bedroom." It turned an ordinary evening into a playful and sensual one! =) ~Monica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Game of Love Cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a deck of 52 cards. Assign each card a thing to do. For example, Aces get a kiss. Shuffle the deck and spread the cards out. You and your honey take turns drawing cards. Whatever card says to do your honey must do. Be creative with your ideas! Have fun! ~Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Another Game Of Love Cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can play cards game with your loved one, buy one box of cards (ordinary playing cards), when both are ready to sleep suggest that you play them. Here are the rules: 1. When one wins the other one has to take off his clothes, one per win until you are both naked then... Try it is fun. ~Sandra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Alphabet Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One person starts with the letter "A" and has to kiss a body part on the other person beginning with that letter. The other person starts with "B" and so on and so on. Some of those letters get awfully tricky, but you will be amused by what your lover will think of for a letter. It's very fun, and by the time you get to "Z" (if you do) you just might want to play again. ~Jennifer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sexual Shoots And Ladders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the old game of shoots and ladders? Make a board piece exactly like it and fill in the blanks with your own ideas. (sexual favors) You'll find your mate very aroused after a round of this game!!! ~Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hide &amp; Go Seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere with big shelves is good for this (even the supermarket!) Shop with your person for a little while, and as they look at a particular item, say, "I bet you can't find me!" and dart over and enter another aisle. You can keep this up as long as you want. My boyfriend and I do this all the time at the bookstore and if nothing else it introduces a bit of friendly competition into the game. It sounds stupid, but try it- you'll like it! ~AntiSeptic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Play Othello with kissing rules!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggest playing the game Othello. Halfway through suggest making it a little more interesting. For the number of tokens they flip over they get to kiss you that many times where ever they wish. I don't think we have ever finished that game! ~Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Love Puzzle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy a Puzzle (about 100 pieces) and assemble it. Turn in over and write a romantic message on the back. Take it apart. Have a candle light dinner and present it to her. Let her know that there is a message waiting for her. ~Carlos R Castro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Loveopoly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change the game of Monopoly. Change boardwalk into back rub, and Tennessee into take your shirt off. Every time you pass go, you get a kiss. etc. ~Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hide And Seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play hide and seek outside in the rain...its fun and very sexy. ~Andrea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pick A Number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like to be silly with your love sometimes, here's a fun thing to do: Walk up to them with a big ol' smile on your face, and say, "pick a number between one and ten"...don't explain why, just tell them to do it. When they make a guess at it, lean in close and whisper "Nope, you lose. Take off your clothes." :-)~Barbara Tilton&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-8604210547417727349?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/8604210547417727349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=8604210547417727349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8604210547417727349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/8604210547417727349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-classic-games-meet-with-romance.html' title='When Classic Games Meet With Romance'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-2370718660754699148</id><published>2008-08-16T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T05:11:28.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you love someone'/><title type='text'>When You Love Someone -Bryan Adams</title><content type='html'>Beautiful song, sorry if video takes time to load, but worth every seconds in waiting. This video registered over 1.34 million hits! Plus lyrics, if you decide to sing along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When you love someone - you'll do anything&lt;br /&gt;You'll do all the crazy things that you can't explain&lt;br /&gt;You'll shoot the moon - put out the sun&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll deny the truth - believe a lie&lt;br /&gt;There'll be times that you'll believe you can really fly&lt;br /&gt;But your lonely nights - have just begun&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone - you'll feel it deep inside&lt;br /&gt;And nothin' else can ever change your mind&lt;br /&gt;When you want someone - when you need someone&lt;br /&gt;When you need someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone - you'll sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;You'd give it everything you got and you won't think twice&lt;br /&gt;You'd risk it all - no matter what may come&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone&lt;br /&gt;You'll shoot the moon - put out the sun&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6-IhvGiXK2Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6-IhvGiXK2Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-2370718660754699148?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/2370718660754699148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=2370718660754699148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2370718660754699148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2370718660754699148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-you-love-someone-bryan-adams.html' title='When You Love Someone -Bryan Adams'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-5738563263702584237</id><published>2008-08-16T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T04:44:37.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Love Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKa9nmB3ipI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4vXfcdnPeKA/s1600-h/love+thoughts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKa9nmB3ipI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4vXfcdnPeKA/s200/love+thoughts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235080104785709714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of love, is to let those we love be perfectly themselves and not twist them with our own image -- otherwise, we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them? The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of every-thing...they just make the most out of everything that comes their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best kind of friend is the one you can sit on a porch with, never saying a word and then walk away, feeling like that was the best conversation you've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go for looks -- it can deceive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go for money -- even wealth fades away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go for someone who makes you smile, because only a smile makes a dark day seem bright. Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched and those who have tried. For only they can appreciate the importance of the people who have touched their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is when you take away the feeling, the passion and the romance... and you find out you still care for that person. Love comes to those who still hope even though they've been disappointed, those who still believe, even though they have been betrayed and those who still love even though they've been hurt before. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people, before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the right person, we should know how to be grateful for that gift. It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return. But, what is the most painful is to love someone and never find the courage to let the person know how you feel. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past ... you can't go on in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back! Don't expect love in return, just wait for it to grow in Their hearts. But, if it doesn't, be content it grew in yours. There are things that you would love to hear, but you never hear it from the person you want to. Don't be deaf to hear it from the person who says it with their heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die, you are smiling and everyone around you is crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one door of happiness closes, another opens. But often we look so long at the closed door, that we don't see the one which has just been opened for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always put yourself in the other's shoes. If you feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts the other person, too. A sad thing about life is when you meet someone who means a lot to you ... only to find out in the end, that it was never meant to be and you just have to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a minute to have a crush on someone ... an hour to like someone...a day to love someone...but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love starts with a smile, develops with a kiss and ends with a tear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-5738563263702584237?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/5738563263702584237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=5738563263702584237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5738563263702584237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5738563263702584237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-thoughts.html' title='Love Thoughts'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKa9nmB3ipI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4vXfcdnPeKA/s72-c/love+thoughts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-6283269472629807337</id><published>2008-08-16T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T04:23:27.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love questions'/><title type='text'>Love Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKa4nqIXxJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fL6eKmy3zyM/s1600-h/tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKa4nqIXxJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fL6eKmy3zyM/s200/tears.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235074608328590482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this guy who loved two gals at the same time but he didn't know which one he loved more. Someone taught him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself this question and answer it honestly :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you are happy, which gal would you want to share your happiness with?" The one you think of is someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself another question and answer it honestly :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you are sad, which gal you want to share your burden with?" The one you think of is also someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think of the same gal when you are happy &amp; sad, that's the most perfect. But if you don't think of the same gal, I would advise you to chose the one you are willing to share your sadness with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, there are more sorrows than happiness. There are too many people that u meet that u can share your happiness with, not necessary your lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live your life happily, you can also enjoy it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sadness, however, there are not many people willing to share your burden with you. If you are willing to tell someone your happiness, I am sure that person has got to be someone close &amp; an understanding person to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it shouldn't stop there. If that person only thinks of you when she is happy, but looks for someone else when she is sad, this lover is too unstable, she doesn't treat you as someone she can spend the rest of her life with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I will be very happy if I am the first person to share her happiness. But, if she is sad, I will be too willing to stay by her side &amp; ease her pain. Only then, will I believe that I hold a very important position in her heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-6283269472629807337?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/6283269472629807337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=6283269472629807337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6283269472629807337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6283269472629807337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-questions.html' title='Love Questions'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKa4nqIXxJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fL6eKmy3zyM/s72-c/tears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-5229173239432688567</id><published>2008-08-16T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T03:55:10.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to love someone'/><title type='text'>When you Love Someone</title><content type='html'>When you are together with that special someone, you pretend to ignore that person. But when that special someone is not around, you might look around to find them.&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, you are in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there is someone else who always makes you laugh,&lt;br /&gt;your eyes and attention might go only to that special someone.&lt;br /&gt;Then, you are in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although that special someone was supposed to have called you long back, to let you know of their safe arrival,&lt;br /&gt;your phone is quiet.&lt;br /&gt;You are desperately waiting for the call!&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, you are in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are much more excited for one short e-mail fromthat special someone than other many long e-mails,&lt;br /&gt;you are in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you find yourself as one who cannot erase all the&lt;br /&gt;messages in your answering machine because of one message&lt;br /&gt;from that special someone, you are in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get a couple of free movie tickets, you would&lt;br /&gt;not hesitate to think of that special someone.&lt;br /&gt;Then, you are in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep telling yourself, "that special someone is just a friend", but you realize that you can not avoid that person's special attraction. At that moment, you are in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are reading this page, if someone&lt;br /&gt;appears in your mind,&lt;br /&gt;then u are in love with that person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-5229173239432688567?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/5229173239432688567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=5229173239432688567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5229173239432688567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5229173239432688567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-you-love-someone.html' title='When you Love Someone'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-1471843771672690323</id><published>2008-08-15T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T16:17:52.944-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maintain romance'/><title type='text'>Maintain That Romance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKYOm67iamI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Mi62faPVDAY/s1600-h/romantic+silhoutte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKYOm67iamI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Mi62faPVDAY/s200/romantic+silhoutte.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234887678681573986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more involved in keeping romance alive than just candles, bubble baths, and foot massages. You each have to work at it in order to maintain and enjoy romance in your life. Here is how to feed the romantic fires in your relationship in a deep and meaningful way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Tell the truth. Truth is the ultimate aphrodisiac and a great way to create connection with your partner. For example, you might say "I feel safe when I am with you" or "Sometimes I feel scared that we get so busy with other things that we forget about creating close moments together, but I really want to be close with you." Just share your true feelings and speak from your experience. If you are concealing in your relationship, you will not feel connected, so consider making truth an ongoing priority in your life.&lt;br /&gt;   2. Appreciate yourself and your partner. Appreciation means "to grow in value, or to be sensitively aware of." Take time to understand just what it is that you like about yourself, and your partner. Saying for example, "I am doing a good job as a parent by taking time to hug the kids in the morning before they go off to school." or "I really appreciate how dedicated you are to your job." Successful relationships have a 5 to 1 ratio of appreciations to criticisms, so if you really want to heat up your relationship, start appreciating!&lt;br /&gt;   3. Listen. All humans crave being seen and heard. Being with your partner, and really listening to them can be magical for you both. Often, we want to fix their problems, but it is much more powerful to listen. Saying, "Wow, I can understand you are frustrated." or "That must have been hard on you." Let your partner know you're hearing them.&lt;br /&gt;   4. Create romance within yourself first. We often try to "get" our partners to be more romantic by believing we need to change them in order to have what we want. The truth is that you are much more likely to have what you want when 'you' show up in that way. For example, create your own romantic mood--dress, put on music, prepare sensuous foods, take some time to love and appreciate yourself. It will not take long for your partner to join in the fun!&lt;br /&gt;   5. Ask for what you want. Let your partner know that you are deeply interested in spending some romantic time with them (You would be surprised at how often they are unaware of this.) Whining, demanding, and manipulating are contrary to creating romance, so do your best to ask using kind and loving words.&lt;br /&gt;   6. Bring play back into your relationship. Levity is a sexy thing. If you are stuck in thoughts of how much housework you have to do, or that you might wake the kids, more than likely you will not feel romantic. Laugh about the ways that you take your self out of a romantic mood, and soon, you will be back in it.&lt;br /&gt;   7. Speak your partner's love language. We often become confused and disappointed by expecting the other person to do such and such romantic things. Do to your partner the things they like as well as you telling them what 'you' like, want, and expect. When you fulfill their needs and desires, you will end up receiving the same in return!&lt;br /&gt;   8. Accept each other unconditionally, respect each others wishes and dislikes. Keep the mystery and fascination to each other. Love each moment as if it is the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Communicate with your partner about what each of you wants in the area of romance, without making the other person feel wrong for their desires. One may want less romance, the other may want more, however by communicating, each can have what they want, it just may not look the way you think it is supposed to. For example, how could you create a romantic evening just for yourself? (This is a really powerful step to creating a life of joy!)&lt;br /&gt;    * Portions of this article are based on the works of Drs. Gay and Kathlyn Hendricks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CAUTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Many couples will subconsciously create an argument just when there is an opportunity for romance. This happens because we have conditioned ourselves to avoid intimate connection. We are afraid of being hurt when we are most open and vulnerable, thus we shut down without even realizing we are doing it. When this happens, take notice, without judging yourself or your partner. Instead try once more to spark a connection by using the steps above.&lt;br /&gt;    * Being sarcastic with the one you love is not romantic or funny, unless both partners realize the mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-1471843771672690323?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/1471843771672690323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=1471843771672690323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/1471843771672690323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/1471843771672690323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/maintain-that-romance.html' title='Maintain That Romance!'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKYOm67iamI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Mi62faPVDAY/s72-c/romantic+silhoutte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-3975276555393148062</id><published>2008-08-15T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T21:02:08.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love meter'/><title type='text'>Love Meter</title><content type='html'>More fun with love meters! Reminder: Have fun, and don't take the results too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=5,0,0,0" width="400" height="400"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name=movie value="http://www.love-sessions.com/love_meter/lovemeter.swf" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name=quality value=high /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.love-sessions.com/love_meter/lovemeter.swf" quality=high pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="400"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-3975276555393148062?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/3975276555393148062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=3975276555393148062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/3975276555393148062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/3975276555393148062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-meter.html' title='Love Meter'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-2447680818801068036</id><published>2008-08-15T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T02:06:27.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love test'/><title type='text'>Love Test</title><content type='html'>She loves me...she loves me not! Cast away your doubts, take the love test to see how compatible you both are. Below are a few links, but please don't take the results too seriously. Its meant for some light hearted fun. So, have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Chinese Love Test&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fortuneangel.com/Match1.htm"&gt;http://fortuneangel.com/Match1.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Love Calculator&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovecalculator.com/"&gt;http://www.lovecalculator.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Compatibility Analysis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovetest.com/compatibility.html"&gt;http://www.lovetest.com/compatibility.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoveTest Numerology Analysis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovetest.com/numerology.html"&gt;http://www.lovetest.com/numerology.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-2447680818801068036?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/2447680818801068036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=2447680818801068036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2447680818801068036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/2447680818801068036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-test_15.html' title='Love Test'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-1464114249210553531</id><published>2008-08-15T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T02:04:10.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attract The Opposite Sex'/><title type='text'>Attract The Opposite Sex Now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKaYA1mQt8I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/BOkeJOwJ16Y/s1600-h/tcg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKaYA1mQt8I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/BOkeJOwJ16Y/s200/tcg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235038757019760578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most people, there comes a moment where we wish we had been able to convert that fleeting moment with the mysterious stranger into dinner, a kiss or maybe just a conversation. Wherever it is, and whoever it is that you wish to attract, there's a lot that you can do to increase your chances out there. Here are a few basic pointers to help out... just apity it isnt as easy as it sounds for some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Meet other people by going out in public. This begins before you even leave the house. Are you going to get some coffee at your favorite café? Walk past a full length mirror before you take off. You may like to lounge around in pajamas while at home, but that's not a way to grab someone's attention when you're out and about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          * Buy clothes that you feel comfortable in-- you don't want to look stiff. The whole point is that you show you care about how you look, but not too much.&lt;br /&gt;          * Dress appropriately; if tonight's plans are to go to the hip industrial dance club, then by all means, wear your Doc Martens and leather wrist bands. Just don't go from the club to the uptown bar unless you truly think you can pull it off. Being comfortable starts by not addressing stares. More importantly though, looking good often means feeling good and that definitely pays off.&lt;br /&gt;   2. Become a more self-actualized person. Aside from what you are wearing, always remember that the mind is the largest erogenous zone. Be culturally aware and interesting. Knowing a little bit of most topics. Truly knowing about the things that really interest you will genuinely make you a more interesting person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          * Music seems to link many people together. Knowing about bands you don't even listen to is a great social lubricant because "not knowing" shuts down avenues of conversation dead in their tracks. However, saying you've heard Joy Division and really like "She's Lost Control," but think it's a little monotonous shows the other person that you've already given something they like a try and don't like it; likewise, this gives you a little time to catch up and formulate a change in topic, thus steering the conversation into more familiar territory.&lt;br /&gt;          * Know yourself well enough that you feel comfortable disagreeing. Nothing is more boring and pointless than someone who always agrees. The other person could be so attractive your eyes glaze over, but listen to them really process what they are saying. Allow the words, "I totally disagree..." to roll off your tongue. This doesn't make you a jerk. It makes you a better person because you're putting yourself out there. Plus, it cuts down on your vulnerability to the other person and transfers it to them.&lt;br /&gt;   3. Develop a style. Any style will do, as long as it's your own. Uniqueness is crucial because it is what differentiates you in the sea of "other fish" this person has no doubt been told are out there. If you really like that goofy hat at the vintage clothing store and you think it looks good on you, wear it out. Don't be discouraged if people think you're goofy, chances are you wouldn't even want to meet those people anyways.&lt;br /&gt;   4. Mirror the other person's actions. This not only shows them that you're flattered with them, it also shows that you are noticing their actions.&lt;br /&gt;   5. Casual touches are a great way to gauge the direction of things. If the other person seems comfortable with you touching their hand or brushing their arm, then you have a good litmus for their attraction to you.&lt;br /&gt;   6. Look into the other person's eyes whenever talking. The eyes have been called the window to the soul. Admire them. Genuinely appreciate the other person. Just don't stare for too long. Studies have shown that a person generally will gaze into another person's eyes for about 4.5 seconds if they are attracted to them.&lt;br /&gt;   7. Eat. If you are self conscious about your weight, hashing out that insecurity by forgoing a meal in front of the person you like is not the right thing to do. It makes people uneasy when the person they are with is basically watching them eat.&lt;br /&gt;   8. Keep yourself clean and trimmed. Clearly, you wouldn't want a smelly trash monster in your bed, so don't be a stink factory. Also, if you find yourself a little less than fresh in the wrong place at the right time, freshen up in the bathroom first. Easily explain this to the other person by telling them to "wait" gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          * If someone should joke about their hygiene, cut them some slack and joke with them about it to ease the tension.&lt;br /&gt;   9. Exchange phone numbers, email addresses, etc. Often the hardest thing isn't the "waiting three days" part, it's the time when you need to pop the question.&lt;br /&gt;  10. Ask the person out again, if it's clear you should take the initiative. You should gauge who needs to do this by your first meeting. Feel out what you have been talking about. Maybe the other person needs to get off the train at the next stop and you've been talking for the past 15 minutes on your way to work. In that case, ask them if you can call sometime. However, maybe you just bumped into someone at the bar and chatted for a few minutes; in that case give them your number and tell them you'd like to go out sometime. The difference is always in the comfort level you and that person have established. Obviously asking someone you barely know for their number is awkward for both of you, but if you've had enough time to build a decent connection then it's easier for the other person to give up those precious digits.&lt;br /&gt;  11. Make plans. This might sound totally crazy, but in the initial few weeks of dating it's nice to know there is a regular schedule that the two of you can count on. If you feel brave, call the person and ask them what they are doing a few days ahead of the "date day" and then tell them something came up and reschedule. Only do this if you need to build tension. Exercise common sense; but at the same time, this gets the other person stewing if they really wanted to see you in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;  12. Don't worry about dating. They say the first time you find someone is the time when you stopped looking. This is basically true. There is a lot to be said for someone who walks through the world with only one eye open -- and none of it is particularly bad.&lt;br /&gt;  13. Disobey at least one of these rules, you want to seem different, unique and a little like you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Don't be afraid to tease the other person.&lt;br /&gt;    * Practice your facial expressions in the mirror a little. The right smile, or that cool smirk can make a big difference.&lt;br /&gt;    * Leave personal emotional matters out of meeting others, lest you draw them into a conversation better left to an actual relationship. These are best left for when you have actually begun that monogamous relationship.&lt;br /&gt;    * Exude confidence wherever possible. But don't brag either.&lt;br /&gt;    * Don't call for a few days unless you've agreed otherwise. This isn't as daring as rescheduling, and can build a little tension and excitement for your next meeting.&lt;br /&gt;    * Don't reveal too much of yourself right away. Future dates will include many opportunities for conversation, so you don't want the other person to already know everything about you. Having an air of mystery about you makes you more intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;    * Do what you know is right. Show respect.&lt;br /&gt;    * Enjoy yourself. The moment that your relationship or date isn't any fun, that's when you know this person might not be the best fit.&lt;br /&gt;    * Don't be too overzealous to declare the terms of the relationship- in the first few weeks or months it is ultimately more fun and relaxed when you don't try to place titles e.g. "boyfriend" and "girlfriend." This may actually scare the other person away whereas you are moving too fast.&lt;br /&gt;    * Finally, be yourself. A genuine person will love you for who you are.&lt;br /&gt;    * Don't show how nervous you are, if she likes you she WILL let you know.&lt;br /&gt;    * If you want to hold her hand, joke about it first, then maybe things will happen. Maybe you will just end up mutually holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;    * Never lie. Don't make stuff up about how much money you have, because before too long, they'll gonna go to your "mansion" and find that it's different than what they were expecting.&lt;br /&gt;    * The other sex is just as nervous as you are around each other at the first or second date.&lt;br /&gt;    * Don't flash your cash. If you really have money, you should just buy the right things for them try to make it a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;    * If you are both sitting at a restaurant and someone else insults them, drunk or not, stand up for them. Make them feel like they're very special.&lt;br /&gt;    * Though you want to stand up for him/her, don't fight for her; it looks like you're making up for something. If it comes down to it, obviously protect them, but don't stand up and ask them if they want to fight. It's immature. Really immature. Got it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CAUTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * While saying a few fibs here and there seems harmless, make sure that large exaggerations and out-and-out lying are nowhere to be found. This is just childish.&lt;br /&gt;    * As with any venture into being unique, some are more hesitant to accept you and so, be ready for criticism.&lt;br /&gt;    * Some people are more flirtatious than others so expect that some roads lead nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;    * Don't be too generic. While most relationships strangely take about the same curve, telling someone you like their shoes to strike up a conversation is not interesting.&lt;br /&gt;    * Stick to what you know and don't talk about topics you know nothing about.&lt;br /&gt;    * Don't talk too much about any one subject. So you absolutely love the architecture of Munich, who cares? If you talk about it for seven hours, chances are the other person was just being courteous and letting you talk first.&lt;br /&gt;    * On matters of politics, religion and anything else that tends to be controversial, watch out. These things are a minefield, but don't be frightened to walk across minefields in the right situations. If these topics somehow find their way to the surface, don't be afraid to voice your opinions.&lt;br /&gt;    * In many situations, old adages just do not play out. For example the old adage that opposites attract is often incorrect; rather, people are very much attracted to like-minded souls and are polarized by those who are nothing like themselves.&lt;br /&gt;    * If in the first few weeks of dating, something doesn't feel right it probably isn't. Keep your eyes and ears open and by no means should one hesitate to simply walk out that door. Even if you're in a rut or have been for a long time, believe with all your heart that it is just better to keep shopping around than to be "stuck" in a bad relationship.&lt;br /&gt;    * Don't say lies that you can't get yourself out of, (e.g. being able to play the guitar when you know you can't play) unless you were blessed with extreme luck.&lt;br /&gt;    * Never mention your ex, particularly if the break-up was fairly recent. The person you are interested in will feel as though they are being compared, and it makes them think that you are not completely over your last lover. It also gives the impression that you are on the rebound and simply looking for someone to make you feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-1464114249210553531?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/1464114249210553531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=1464114249210553531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/1464114249210553531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/1464114249210553531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/attract-opposite-sex-now.html' title='Attract The Opposite Sex Now!'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKaYA1mQt8I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/BOkeJOwJ16Y/s72-c/tcg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-448793375528883517</id><published>2008-08-15T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T07:16:07.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank you for loving me'/><title type='text'>Bon Jovi-Thank You For Loving Me</title><content type='html'>I love this song. Simply awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/yt-ESOVrc4K3CQ/bon_jovi_thank_you_for_loving_me.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size = 1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/yt-ESOVrc4K3CQ/bon_jovi_thank_you_for_loving_me/"&gt;Bon Jovi-Thank You For Loving Me&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;The funniest movie is here. Find it&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-448793375528883517?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/448793375528883517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=448793375528883517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/448793375528883517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/448793375528883517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/bon-jovi-thank-you-for-loving-me.html' title='Bon Jovi-Thank You For Loving Me'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-32317853973763615</id><published>2008-08-15T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T07:11:05.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Want you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>To Put It Simply, I Want You</title><content type='html'>by Iloveit&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your companion&lt;br /&gt;and walk hand in hand,&lt;br /&gt;your strength enveloping mine.&lt;br /&gt;Autumn leaves falling,&lt;br /&gt;scuffing feet and laughter,&lt;br /&gt;sharing nights, not finished by the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your confidant&lt;br /&gt;as you pen your deepest&lt;br /&gt;thoughts, as your heartaches&lt;br /&gt;bleed and finally break free.&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams, I keep as if my own.&lt;br /&gt;I want to smile as you smile&lt;br /&gt;and giggle with you&lt;br /&gt;at nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your lover&lt;br /&gt;and find the passions&lt;br /&gt;that move you to action.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the softness&lt;br /&gt;that induces you to trust.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the naughty&lt;br /&gt;that makes you come back for more.&lt;br /&gt;I want to please you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to share your breakfast&lt;br /&gt;and your dinner,&lt;br /&gt;I want you in the shower&lt;br /&gt;and in your bed and&lt;br /&gt;with soft steps to bring you coffee&lt;br /&gt;(I take mine black)&lt;br /&gt;Your strong arms, the legs&lt;br /&gt;that power your thrust,&lt;br /&gt;your lips of pleasure,&lt;br /&gt;these are the fuel of my desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no it is no secret, my love,&lt;br /&gt;and to put it very simply,&lt;br /&gt;I want you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-32317853973763615?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/32317853973763615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=32317853973763615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/32317853973763615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/32317853973763615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-put-it-simply-i-want-you.html' title='To Put It Simply, I Want You'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-1250232127904549746</id><published>2008-08-15T06:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T06:16:55.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can you feel the love tonite'/><title type='text'>Elton John - Can You Feel the Love Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/yt-PkGDrV_2ehI/elton_john_can_you_feel_the_love_tonight.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKV-8g_5K-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/3K2aKKGcjdY/s200/romantic_restaurant.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234729720003242978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Kathryn D'Imperio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leave little love notes or piles of candy when you visit each other. Stash them away where your honey will be sure to find them, whether in the car, under his/her pillow or in a travel bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Call just because you are thinking of him or her leave a cute message in the voicemail or send a text message with a sweet or seductive meaning. If you prefer to leave a message as opposed to talking, call when you know he or she is unavailable so a little something sweet is waiting upon return to the cell phone, home or office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Send an email, or better yet, get old-fashioned and send a letter or a card through the mail to express your love. After all, who doesnt love getting mail (well, except for bills!) as a surprise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When you are getting together for an evening or even for just a few minutes, pick up his or her favorite treat or snack, a specialty coffee or dessert as a sweet surprise. If you are going to rent a movie or spend some quiet time at home, get a few snacks to enjoy with a flick or some television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Speaking of renting movies, surprise your sweetheart with a movie you pick out that you know he or she would really enjoy. I often have a difficult time making up my mind about which movie to rent, so it would definitely be a huge but much appreciated step if I brought one over that I knew he would like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You know those sweet things you think of when you are together or just thinking about your honey? Well, next time a thought pops in your mind, voice it! Girls especially love to know what wonderful things go on in the inner workings of their guys minds, so chances are, guys may also enjoy a few catch phrases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When you spend time together, help each other out with chores to free up more time to spend together. Sometimes lending a hand can even be fun when you are both working together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Swap massages, or simply give your partner a massage if you get the idea that he or she has had a long day. Foot massages and back rubs can do wonders for relaxing people and alleviating stress. Many males seem to enjoy having their backs gently scratched or rubbed softly as a means of helping them to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Bring home take-out from a favorite dining establishment after a long day so the two of you can enjoy some food in the comfort of your own home. It isnt quite as romantic as cooking it yourself, but it is definitely a nice gesture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Pick wildflowers or give a single rose or carnation for no reason. I even found a four-leaf clover once to give to my sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do something you may not want to, simply because it is important to him or her. This can be anything from attending a show or an event to doing a chore, giving up a bad habit or just trying something new. Find out what is important to him or her if you dont already know, and make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Spend time with his or her family. The seriousness of a relationship can sometimes be gauged by how one interacts with his or her partners family. Spending time at your honeys familys home can also serve to strengthen your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Spend extra time getting readydress up or wear something that you know your sweetheart loves to see on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Snuggle up and take a nap together. There is nothing quite like falling asleep and waking up in the arms of the one you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Play romantic music and dance together. Slowly dancing around the room to a favorite song can mean so much more when it is completely unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Go on a picnic! Gather your favorite foods, drinks and desserts, a comfortable blanket and some utensils, plates, cups and napkins and head out for the park on a beautiful day. Go for a walk in the park while you are there and enjoy all of the nature around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Carry his or her photo in your wallet. Keep your sweetie present at all times by putting a photo of him/her or the two of you together in your wallet, at work, in your car or wherever you think you would most like to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Bring your sweetheart to visit places you came to know and love in your childhood. Parks, playgrounds, the zoo, pumpkin patches, museums, amusement parks, beaches, boardwalks and any other attractions that you enjoyed as a child can bring back happy memories to share with your significant other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Share your daydreams. Whatever makes your heart soar at thoughts of the future, consider sharing those ideas with your special one. Daydreaming together can be a very romantic and emotional experience, whether it is fully in jest or in a degree of serious contemplation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Spray a little bit of your perfume or cologne on his or her pillow. You will be on each others minds to begin with, but the lingering scent after you have gone separate ways for the night will bring sweeter dreams than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Send romantic ecards to your sweetheart. If you are already intimate, send sensual ecards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-6945904920303425213?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/6945904920303425213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=6945904920303425213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6945904920303425213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/6945904920303425213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/sweet-romantic-things-to-do-for-your.html' title='Sweet Romantic Things To Do For Your Sweetheart'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKV-8g_5K-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/3K2aKKGcjdY/s72-c/romantic_restaurant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-1920408635328742674</id><published>2008-08-15T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T05:43:04.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What Is Love?'/><title type='text'>What Is Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKV50TYD7mI/AAAAAAAAAI8/6YI3lT6IQE8/s1600-h/love+dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKV50TYD7mI/AAAAAAAAAI8/6YI3lT6IQE8/s200/love+dinner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234724081349422690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is that first feeling you feel before all the bad stuff gets in the way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your french fries without making them give you any of theirs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when someone hurts you. And you get so mad but you don't yell at them because you know it would hurt their feelings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My mommy and daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is hugging. Love is kissing. Love is saying no."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you tell someone something bad about yourself and you're scared they won't love you anymore. But then you get surprised because not only do they still love you, they love you even more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are two kinds of love. Our love. God's love. But God makes both kinds of them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I let my big sister pick on me because my mom says she only picks on me because she loves me. So I pick on my baby sister because I love her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God could have said magic words to make the nails fall off the cross, but He didn't. That's love."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-1920408635328742674?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/1920408635328742674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=1920408635328742674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/1920408635328742674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/1920408635328742674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-is-love.html' title='What Is Love?'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKV50TYD7mI/AAAAAAAAAI8/6YI3lT6IQE8/s72-c/love+dinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-4276134881809271260</id><published>2008-08-15T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T05:37:17.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love You'/><title type='text'>Say "I Love You" In Different Languages</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/410932/say_i_love_you_in_different_languages.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size = 1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/410932/say_i_love_you_in_different_languages/"&gt; Say &amp;quot;I Love You&amp;quot; In Different Languages&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;Click here for this week’s top video clips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-4276134881809271260?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/4276134881809271260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=4276134881809271260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/4276134881809271260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/4276134881809271260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/say-i-love-you-in-different-languages.html' title='Say &quot;I Love You&quot; In Different Languages'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-7377316052046090708</id><published>2008-08-15T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T05:21:46.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tell tale signs'/><title type='text'>Tell Tale Signs of Guys Interested In You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKV01Z2ALcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ovIihDt8_EE/s1600-h/guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKV01Z2ALcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ovIihDt8_EE/s200/guy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234718602707348930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Examine his body language. If he likes you, you may see that he leans towards you. Notice if he shows off in your presence. For example:&lt;br /&gt;* He may approach you and try to impress you, or get your attention by getting in your personal space. If he likes you, and you like him, neither of you will step back. If he ever says, “hey watch this” or something else there’s a big chance he likes you. A bad habit that people sometimes do is tried to put other boys down to make them look good.&lt;br /&gt;2. Notice his eye contact. If he likes you, he’ll try to catch your eye and hold it. This can be uncomfortable if you don’t like him (or vice versa). If you feel like you have held eye contact just a fraction of a second longer than you would with anyone else, or if he looks away quickly, then there is something there.&lt;br /&gt;* His pupils may dilate if he likes you, but this is quite hard to pick up on, and you might come across as acting strangely by looking that closely into his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;3. Be aware of touching. He might put his hand on your arm when he laughs, or not move his legs if it happens to touch yours, or he may hug you for small things - all are good signs of a guy liking you.&lt;br /&gt;4. Watch for him showing interest in things you like and do. Notice the way he treats you - does he playfully tease you, or call you names, just to try and get your attention? It’s natural for a guy to tease when he likes a girl, but remember, someone can still tease someone, even if they aren’t attracted to them. But remember, some guys simply will not tease you.&lt;br /&gt;5. Check for signs of nervousness. Nervous laughter, sweaty palms, fidgeting, looking away quickly when you notice if he is watching you are all good signs of an attraction towards you and that he is nervous about making an impression on someone he fancies. Also notice if you call his name, does his head snap around right away or does it turn gradually?&lt;br /&gt;6. Smile- A big smile in return is a good sign. See if he always ends up in the same part of the room as you; perhaps he keeps going out of his way to bump into you and to flash his smile in your direction.&lt;br /&gt;7. Pay attention to his friends. If they know he’s interested in you, they might tease him subtly when you’re around, hint to you that he likes you, or even try to find out if you like him. Study their reactions to your presence - do they smile? Do they turn to him? Do they smirk in a way that suggests they know something that you don’t? If so, then there’s a good chance that they know that he really does like you.&lt;br /&gt;8. Have a friend ask him. Try to get someone who is basically unknown to the guy ask him what he thinks about other girls - the conversation doesn’t necessarily have to involve you, but you could ask your friend to drop subtle hints, or try in any way possible to find about anything they can about his feelings towards you.&lt;br /&gt;9. Be open! Give him room to approach you and talk to you - it can ruin the situation if he hasn’t got any opportunity to do so, for example if your friends are giggling in the background, or you are never on your own.&lt;br /&gt;10. Pay attention to how many times he uses your name. If you talk to him often, watch how many times he uses your first name. People tend to use your name to get your attention, and it shows that they think about you! For example, if you say something, and he replies with “haha, nice, so-and-so” it means he thinks about what he is saying more than if he replies with “haha, nice.” The second doesn’t mean he doesn’t like you, but using your name is usually a tell-tale sign.&lt;br /&gt;11. Notice his behavior in conversation. Sometimes when guys ask you questions and other people distract the conversation or cut him off, he’ll just forget about it. If you notice that he keeps asking or changing the subject back to the question until you answer, then he may like you - but if the topic is something serious, he may just want to know out of curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;12. Notice these tell-tale signs:&lt;br /&gt;* If he wants to talk to you all the time,&lt;br /&gt;* If he starts acting nicer when you’re around him,&lt;br /&gt;* If he says yes to all the things you ask him to do,&lt;br /&gt;* If he treats you differently to other girls,&lt;br /&gt;* If he looks at you a lot every time you smile or laugh.&lt;br /&gt;* If he acts immature around you, like poking, teasing or playful flirting,&lt;br /&gt;* If he seems to always want to hang out with you,&lt;br /&gt;* If he gets closer with a body part, or if he tries to touch you,&lt;br /&gt;* If you catch him peeking at you and he smiles,&lt;br /&gt;* If he tries to make you laugh, or if he tries to copy you,&lt;br /&gt;* If he walks up to you out of the blue and hugs you,&lt;br /&gt;* If he tries to keep you in view for as long as possible, or tends to look around and stop when he finds you,&lt;br /&gt;* If he subtly looks at you but makes it look like he is looking at the girl next to him,&lt;br /&gt;* If he goes out of his way to talk to you, for example if he goes to the other side of the school to talk to you because he knows you have a class there.&lt;br /&gt;* If you block him on instant messenger and stop talking to him, and he finds a way to talk to you,&lt;br /&gt;* If he invites you to his birthday party or any kind of party,&lt;br /&gt;* If you flirt with a friend of his when he can see, and he looks jealous or automatically flirts back,&lt;br /&gt;* If he talks to you and wants to know how you’re doing,&lt;br /&gt;* If he is nicer or tries to talk to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;* If he asks about you to your friends when you’re not around&lt;br /&gt;* If he asks you to dance with him at the dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-7377316052046090708?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/7377316052046090708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=7377316052046090708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7377316052046090708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/7377316052046090708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/tell-tale-signs-of-guys-interested-in.html' title='Tell Tale Signs of Guys Interested In You!'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKV01Z2ALcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ovIihDt8_EE/s72-c/guy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-5860355505198842689</id><published>2008-08-15T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T01:34:49.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love song'/><title type='text'>Lets Celebrate Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKVwzDLgB6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/IVAsXMxCSEU/s1600-h/romantic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKVwzDLgB6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/IVAsXMxCSEU/s200/romantic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234714164217251746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When I First Saw You ...&lt;br /&gt;I Was So Afraid To Meet You ...&lt;br /&gt;When I First Met You ...&lt;br /&gt;I Was So Afraid To Kiss You ...&lt;br /&gt;When I First Kissed You ...&lt;br /&gt;I Was So Afraid To Love You ...&lt;br /&gt;But Now That I Love You ...&lt;br /&gt;I'm Afraid To Lose You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/81m1uehEGWw&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/81m1uehEGWw&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-5860355505198842689?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/5860355505198842689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=5860355505198842689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5860355505198842689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/5860355505198842689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/lets-celebrate-love.html' title='Lets Celebrate Love!'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKVwzDLgB6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/IVAsXMxCSEU/s72-c/romantic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-462774340540031363</id><published>2008-08-15T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T04:32:45.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tell tale signs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interested'/><title type='text'>Tell Tale Signs Of A Girl Interested In You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKVpRxb5TkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4H7BxZ7fUxk/s1600-h/girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKVpRxb5TkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4H7BxZ7fUxk/s200/girl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234705895937101378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She will act differently around you depending on how confident she is. If she knows what she wants, she will be more agressive by talking to you more, staring you in the eye, touching you, and trying to be around you more. If she is the shy type, she will become quieter when you're around, laugh at your jokes more often, stare at you when your not looking, and overall just try to act cool around you while subtly flirting.&lt;br /&gt;2. See if the girl acts nice to you and your friends, and if she laughs at your jokes often.&lt;br /&gt;3. See if the girl squints at you when talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;4. Watch if the girl stops conversations when you become in earshot. Also if she giggles a lot when you are around, she could like you.&lt;br /&gt;5. Understand that some girls tease the guys they like; if she always has a snappy comeback for you and nobody else, or very few others, then she could like you.&lt;br /&gt;6. If she starts to act differently or you catch her staring at you, she probably likes you.&lt;br /&gt;7. If she lets you touch her, or tries to partner with you, it is a sure sign she is interested.&lt;br /&gt;8. Consider if she seems to go out of her way to be around you.&lt;br /&gt;9. Look her in the eyes, and see if she looks back at you. If she asks you why you were staring at her, its a sign that she doesnt really love you.&lt;br /&gt;10. Try to note when shes talking to you, whether or not she is forgetful or notice.&lt;br /&gt;11. See if she touches herself while looking at you. If she seems really turned on by something and you're the only one around, she probably likes something about you.&lt;br /&gt;12. Some shyer girls might be too embarrassed to flirt with you. If this is the case, approach her yourself and try to build up her self-confidence with compliments. Don't get offended if she doesn't respond right away, she may be unsure of what to say.&lt;br /&gt;13. If you catch the girl staring at you continuously, or glancing quickly up at you and looking away, she probably likes you but is too shy to speak her mind.&lt;br /&gt;14. If she sees you staring at her and she turns around then she is probably shy and/or likes you.&lt;br /&gt;15. If she starts spending a lot more time with you, or talking on the phone with you she's probably interested.&lt;br /&gt;16. If she smiles at you when you see her and you don't really know her, this could be a sign she likes you (Always smile back)!&lt;br /&gt;17. Both men and women may have what is called "Subconscious Mirroring". This means that she (and he too) will mirror your movements subconsciously while talking to you or just around you. (e.g, if you are sitting next to her in a school lecture, you cross your legs, and she does the same. You move your papers so that they are more on your kneecap then by your torso, she will rearange or reposition her papers in some way. You scratch your head, she twittles her hair.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410803977011150307-462774340540031363?l=heartglo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/feeds/462774340540031363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=410803977011150307&amp;postID=462774340540031363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/462774340540031363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410803977011150307/posts/default/462774340540031363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartglo.blogspot.com/2008/08/tell-tale-signs-of-girl-interested-in.html' title='Tell Tale Signs Of A Girl Interested In You.'/><author><name>ahlock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUDWVPa6SU0/Tb4Sexjd0lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/RQ1NfEy3rB4/s220/cassie%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKVpRxb5TkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4H7BxZ7fUxk/s72-c/girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410803977011150307.post-456339255007604777</id><published>2008-08-15T04:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T06:01:11.987-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='admit love'/><title type='text'>How To Tell That Special Someone You Love Them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKVnl-YBtMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/xecOfercJqs/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBu53nHaF6o/SKVnl-YBtMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/xecOfercJqs/s200/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234704043984663746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be hard to admit to a guy/girl that you are into them without giving too much away, and then they might take advantage. Well here is some ways you can prevent making a mistake and still be able to improve expressing you feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEPS&lt;br /&gt;1. You might want to do this in person...try to keep your eye on the person you are talking to. If you are the nervous type and might stutter or get sweaty and don't know how to express yourself too well, you might want to write an instant message/text but DO NOT MAIL IT.&lt;br /&gt;2. When you start to talk make sure you guys aren't arguing, let them know how you feel about them, now don't over do and act like they are the last thing in the world. Let them know what is going on and why is it that you feel that way about them. Now don't rush and try to get them to get into a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;3. When you're done expressing yourself, don't ask "now how do you feel about me?" that is up to them if they are willing to let you know or not.&lt;br /&gt;4. If they have nothing to say to how you feel, move on.&lt;br /&gt;5. If they do let you know how they feel about you, but it is not the same way you feel about them, don't stress it and don't make the mistake to take it back. Eventually they may feel the same way and if they don't, again just move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIPS&lt;br /&gt;* Do it when he or she is alone.&lt;br /&gt;* Do it when he or she isn't busy.&lt;br /&gt;* Do not just jump into that subject right away, wait awhile.&lt;br /&gt;* Let them know that you guys need to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUTION&lt;br /&gt;* If he or she ignores the way you feel, too bad. 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