<?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-8607570609998257848</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:26:53.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melodies in the wind</title><subtitle type='html'>Everything, and nothing.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Melody Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17266231396434349513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607570609998257848.post-8445766933458323891</id><published>2011-02-17T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T04:44:07.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>HEY! Hey, hey LIFE,&lt;div&gt;i just wanted to say... well, umm.... this is hard to share...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK YOU. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607570609998257848-8445766933458323891?l=melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/8445766933458323891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2011/02/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/8445766933458323891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/8445766933458323891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2011/02/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Melody Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17266231396434349513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607570609998257848.post-1646168970733329076</id><published>2011-02-05T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T06:16:43.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HATRED? not really</title><content type='html'>OH HOW MUCH I HATE MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;i have EVERYTHING that a person would want. Great family, great friends, i live in a great place in a great house, having a great education. BUT I JUST CANT FUCKING DO ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WANNA CRY MY HEART OUT&lt;br /&gt;BUT I CANT&lt;br /&gt;AND I AM SOOO FUCKING PISSED OFF AT EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT DO ANY WORK.&lt;br /&gt;I AM THE MOST STUPID PERSON ON EARTH.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK. MY. FUCKING. WONDERFUL. LIFE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607570609998257848-1646168970733329076?l=melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/1646168970733329076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2011/02/hatred-not-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/1646168970733329076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/1646168970733329076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2011/02/hatred-not-really.html' title='HATRED? not really'/><author><name>Melody Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17266231396434349513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607570609998257848.post-6823712133020686794</id><published>2011-02-05T05:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T05:05:02.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FML literally.</title><content type='html'>Fuck My Life Mode: ON&lt;br /&gt;Someone please help me to turn it off, OFF button is broken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607570609998257848-6823712133020686794?l=melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/6823712133020686794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2011/02/fml-literally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/6823712133020686794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/6823712133020686794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2011/02/fml-literally.html' title='FML literally.'/><author><name>Melody Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17266231396434349513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607570609998257848.post-5374520301451619808</id><published>2011-01-15T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T01:48:37.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings fully described.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;'Damn my situation and the games I have to play&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;With all the things caught in my mind&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Damn my education I can't find the words to say&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;About all the things caught in my mind'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Oasis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607570609998257848-5374520301451619808?l=melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/5374520301451619808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2011/01/feelings-fully-described.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/5374520301451619808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/5374520301451619808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2011/01/feelings-fully-described.html' title='Feelings fully described.'/><author><name>Melody Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17266231396434349513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607570609998257848.post-5023168630477032063</id><published>2011-01-15T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T01:47:15.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-Facebook</title><content type='html'>People, i know its very addicting, and you want to go online all the time. But try getting a life please. What I did was, give my facebook account password to a close friend to change it, then change my email adress to his. So i couldnt even check what people did from my email. it was quite depressing for 2-3 days BUT after, i started doing useful stuff. Like playing my piano more often, listening to music and searching for its lyrics, going running or swimming.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it helps... Just do it for 1 week. and you'll see how good it feels for not going on it, and you become proud of yourself after :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607570609998257848-5023168630477032063?l=melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/5023168630477032063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2011/01/anti-facebook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/5023168630477032063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/5023168630477032063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2011/01/anti-facebook.html' title='Anti-Facebook'/><author><name>Melody Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17266231396434349513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607570609998257848.post-4773323750815764006</id><published>2011-01-15T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T01:41:19.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes</title><content type='html'>sometimes, all you want to do is listen to music and think. think about everything and anything that comes to your mind. even the most random things. the thoughts are usually the regrets, sometimes thoughts about future. but usually &amp;nbsp;regrets. 'i wish's i wish, i didnt do that, i wish i had done that. time is gone, too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you look outside, as if there is something pleasant to see. there is just another tall building right in front of your fucking face. but your looking outside. as if there is an infinite road there to make you dream about. no, there is an&amp;nbsp;humongous&amp;nbsp;building, standing there, blocking your view to the nowhereness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oasis is the best band to listen to then.&amp;nbsp;Defiantly&amp;nbsp;choose Oasis. Put all the songs that you have on your computer to the player and let it play there. Repeat, repeat and repeat all over again. there is nothing wrong by doing this.&lt;br /&gt;you need to be on your own sometimes, you and your own world and the people who are in your world only, even if there is only 1 person living at that moment. its you and him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oasis- Wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Today is gonna be the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;That they're gonna throw it back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;By now you should've somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Realized what you gotta do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I don't believe that anybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Feels the way I do about you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Backbeat the word was on the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;That the fire in your heart is out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I'm sure you've heard it all before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;But you never really had a doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I don't believe that anybody feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;The way I do about you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And all the roads we have to walk along are winding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And all the lights that lead us there are blinding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;There are many things that I would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Like to say to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I don't know how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Because maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You're gonna be the one who saves me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And after all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You're my wonderwall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Today was gonna be the day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;But they'll never throw it back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;By now you should've somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Realized what you're not to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I don't believe that anybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Feels the way I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;About you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And all the roads that lead to you were winding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And all the lights that light the way are blinding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;There are many things that I would like to say to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I don't know how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I said maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You're gonna be the one who saves me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And after all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You're my wonderwall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I said maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You're gonna be the one who saves me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And after an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You're my wonderwall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Said maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx4Wr_2dTMc/TTFrlzGunZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gbpubaITjbw/s1600/Oasis-Wallpaper-oasis-2352922-1280-960.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx4Wr_2dTMc/TTFrlzGunZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gbpubaITjbw/s320/Oasis-Wallpaper-oasis-2352922-1280-960.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;maybe this song will save you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;its okay, its a nice feeling that you get while dreaming with the songs. take a 1 hour shower. it helps, trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;only songs of a specific band that you dont usually listen their songs but enjoy when listened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&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/8607570609998257848-4773323750815764006?l=melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4773323750815764006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2011/01/sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/4773323750815764006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/4773323750815764006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2011/01/sometimes.html' title='sometimes'/><author><name>Melody Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17266231396434349513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx4Wr_2dTMc/TTFrlzGunZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gbpubaITjbw/s72-c/Oasis-Wallpaper-oasis-2352922-1280-960.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607570609998257848.post-7967636507997073094</id><published>2010-10-23T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T08:11:18.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on...</title><content type='html'>You alone have to deal with your pain. You just have to. You have to move on. coz no matter what the world just doesn't stop its movement for you, you just have to move on like others. You'll always be behind otherwise.&lt;div&gt;even if ur hurt, cut by a knife, lost a leg, you have to move on... You just, have to you know? Coz life's never fair, you might think its more of a fair life for some other people but its not, everybody has deep cuts inside... it might seem like he lost an arm for someone while another person might think its just a small cut... &amp;nbsp;nobody cares or knows if you're hurt or not, so moving on is the best... Never say i can't live anymore... Coz u can, you will anyways. Time doesnt stop for you so make it quick. put a band-aid on your cut and move on... coz you just have to, you will...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's the worst thing is i know all these things and still stand there, keep bleeding even though i have the strength to get up, i dont, i stay there, im not bothered on getting a band-aid even though i know ill feel better. What can you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607570609998257848-7967636507997073094?l=melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/7967636507997073094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/moving-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/7967636507997073094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/7967636507997073094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/moving-on.html' title='Moving on...'/><author><name>Melody Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17266231396434349513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607570609998257848.post-9211578979575732678</id><published>2010-10-23T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T00:01:18.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R.E.M losing my religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx4Wr_2dTMc/TMKHbYP7yBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UQb8OChnJe8/s1600/rem-140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx4Wr_2dTMc/TMKHbYP7yBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UQb8OChnJe8/s320/rem-140.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm literally addicted to this song these days, i hope i won't get bored after&amp;nbsp;coz it's such a good song, dont you agree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, life is bigger&lt;br /&gt;It's bigger than you&lt;br /&gt;And you are not me&lt;br /&gt;The lengths that I will go to&lt;br /&gt;The distance in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I've said too much&lt;br /&gt;I set it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;That's me in the corner&lt;br /&gt;That's me in the spotlight, I'm&lt;br /&gt;Losing my religion&lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep up with you &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;And I don't know if I can do it&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I've said too much&lt;br /&gt;I haven't said enough&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I heard you laughing&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I heard you sing&lt;br /&gt;I think I thought I saw you try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every whisper&lt;br /&gt;Of every waking hour I'm&lt;br /&gt;Choosing my confessions&lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep an eye on you&lt;br /&gt;Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I've said too much&lt;br /&gt;I set it up&lt;br /&gt;Consider this&lt;br /&gt;Consider this&lt;br /&gt;The hint of the century&lt;br /&gt;Consider this&lt;br /&gt;The slip that brought me&lt;br /&gt;To my knees failed&lt;br /&gt;What if all these fantasies&lt;br /&gt;Come flailing around&lt;br /&gt;Now I've said too much&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I heard you laughing&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I heard you sing&lt;br /&gt;I think I thought I saw you try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was just a dream&lt;br /&gt;That was just a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was just a dream&lt;br /&gt;Try, cry, why try?&lt;br /&gt;That was just a dream&lt;br /&gt;Just a dream, just a dream&lt;br /&gt;Dream&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&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/8607570609998257848-9211578979575732678?l=melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/9211578979575732678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/rem-losing-my-religion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/9211578979575732678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/9211578979575732678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/rem-losing-my-religion.html' title='R.E.M losing my religion'/><author><name>Melody Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17266231396434349513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx4Wr_2dTMc/TMKHbYP7yBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UQb8OChnJe8/s72-c/rem-140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607570609998257848.post-747704943347609961</id><published>2010-10-21T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:40:34.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn</title><content type='html'>I love autumn the most.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of soft cotton jackets and the scarfs with matching hats. The different kind of boots, long, leather. The smell of the cold wind blowing right on your face making your nose pink. And the feeling of wind coming and going through one then the other ear.&lt;br /&gt;Yellow, orange and red leaves poured on the roads and the nice&amp;nbsp;crunchy sound that comes to your ears in every step of yours.&lt;br /&gt;Love. The best time. Too much to think about. Slow music in my headphones. You. If you're there...&lt;br /&gt;The small drum kit next to my heart, starts beating a little harsher and louder. Makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;All the songs i listen to, all the movies i watch, all the books i read, and you.&lt;br /&gt;The clouds blocking the sun away, the darkness, rush and the stress in everybody's eyes. Love.&lt;br /&gt;The 'bad' weather.&lt;br /&gt;Loving all. ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- and living in Dubai... Loving it but... Autumn, you're missing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607570609998257848-747704943347609961?l=melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/747704943347609961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/747704943347609961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/747704943347609961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn.html' title='Autumn'/><author><name>Melody Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17266231396434349513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607570609998257848.post-9048802343674081216</id><published>2010-10-21T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T09:43:12.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The bus ride to school</title><content type='html'>You know sometimes, when you wake up, and think 'Oh God, it's gonna be a looong day'. 'I have a math test today and i have studied but i don't think i'll remember anything coz i have studied till 3 o'clock.' even if the weather is sunny and nice it would seem like the fog is till the ground and you can see nothing,&amp;nbsp;absolutely&amp;nbsp;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;and this guy in your bus way school, makes your day. Somehow, when you don't even think of laughing or even a little smiling that day. He just has a really goood sense of humor, but only for that day let's say. You don't laugh at his jokes too much any other day, but only that day, you literally laugh your ass off.&lt;br /&gt;And you know how some people, as you laugh at their jokes, make jokes even funnier coz they like the fact that you laugh? Yeah so you laugh the hardest you have ever since the teacher told you about the math test on the topic you really don't know too well.&lt;br /&gt;He makes your day. And you make his, maybe...&lt;br /&gt;Then the math test is put on your desk, you're away from your friends in the class and the long silence with only the tapping of&amp;nbsp;calculator&amp;nbsp;buttons, everybody is concentrated and you can feel the stress through the air coming from the air conditioner with the wounding sound that never stops.&lt;br /&gt;You look at your test and the first thing that comes to you're mind is 'SHIT' after 5-10 minutes you are doing okay with the calculations, but still not enough. You go out of the class, half happy that its over still stressed of failing and there is this strange look on you're face between relieved and stressed. And that same guy comes up to you and says 'What&amp;nbsp;happened&amp;nbsp;to your face?' you feel that everybody's eyes are on you at that moment and you start laughing so loudly and getting all the stress vanish from your body...&lt;br /&gt;Amazing feeling.&lt;br /&gt;At the end, you go home happy but tired of the mixture of feelings that you had that day but still HAPPY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks bus buddy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607570609998257848-9048802343674081216?l=melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/9048802343674081216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/bus-ride-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/9048802343674081216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/9048802343674081216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/bus-ride-to-school.html' title='The bus ride to school'/><author><name>Melody Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17266231396434349513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607570609998257848.post-4863551831374515817</id><published>2010-10-20T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T09:35:37.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alice Cooper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Poison-Alice Cooper&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Your cruel device&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Your blood, like ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;One look could kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;My pain, your thrill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;You're poison running through my veins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;You're poison, I don't want to break these chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Your mouth, so hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Your web, I'm caught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Your skin, so wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Black lace on sweat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (And pins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Don't want to touch you but you're under my skin (Deep in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;You're poison running through my veins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Poison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;One look could kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;My pain, your thrill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;You're poison running through my veins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Poison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I don't want to break these chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Poison, oh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Runnin' deep inside my veins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Burnin' deep inside my veins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;It's poison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I don't wanna break these chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Poison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I love this song so much. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Just never would think i would love a song that a person like him sings :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;----&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx4Wr_2dTMc/TL8aHDKbI1I/AAAAAAAAABg/9mnSjHAenLQ/s1600/alice_cooper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx4Wr_2dTMc/TL8aHDKbI1I/AAAAAAAAABg/9mnSjHAenLQ/s320/alice_cooper.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qq4j1LtCdww"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qq4j1LtCdww&lt;/a&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/8607570609998257848-4863551831374515817?l=melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4863551831374515817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/alice-cooper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/4863551831374515817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/4863551831374515817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/alice-cooper.html' title='Alice Cooper'/><author><name>Melody Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17266231396434349513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx4Wr_2dTMc/TL8aHDKbI1I/AAAAAAAAABg/9mnSjHAenLQ/s72-c/alice_cooper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607570609998257848.post-3477407468558522107</id><published>2010-10-20T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T09:04:25.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of a friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"&gt;Hey there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Well i just wanted to share my opinions about a friend's story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I think it's a nice story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I'm sorry its a little long but trust me this was the shortest it could get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Here we go:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;My friend's name is Rebecca. It was last year when we were 14… She went to a friend’s football match. She was quite pissed off at some other girls that couldn’t decide where to go, so she went to see one of his best friends football match, and because it was only 1 hour, they decided to go a little early to talk and have a nice chat like they always do… &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Her friend is called Jacob. He introduced Rebecca to his friends in the team and there was a Brazilian guy there as well who was called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="letter-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thiago&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;(16). They only said hi to eachother in Portuguese and that was all they talked about. She told me about this and how they had a nice chat with Jacob who made her calm down. Then after 2 months or maybe 3 (I’m not really sure) Thiago added Rebecca on facebook and apparently they started chatting. He asked for her number and msn address. After these looong chats, they went out once and in the second date they started going out. But they never saw eachother during these 2-3 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"&gt;Rebecca is a really nice friend of mine, but… I mean she can be dead stupid sometimes… I even told her this but she said she ‘loves’ him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol start="1" style="margin-top: 0cm;" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"&gt;They don’t      even know eachother properly and they haven’t talked face-to-face except      that little hi.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"&gt;He asked      her out the first time they were chatting so this must mean something.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"&gt;The only      do till the weekend is chat + text. ALL THE TIME. She came to school and      copied my work most of the time. Apparently the guy did not like talking      on the phone! Just say you don’t have guts to say it! Usually people are      afraid of talking face-to-face, which I think is ALREADY stupid, and this      guy cant even talk on the phone. Now, you tell me readers, how much can      you expect from this guy?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"&gt;He asks      her out on msn! ON MSN! What the hell is this? A man should be brave      enough to ask the one he ‘likes’, at least that.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"&gt;She accepts in the end, its not the guys      fault, he found her innocent and told some ‘sweet’ things and you know?      Rebecca never had a boyfriend before him. And its pretty normal that she      fell right away for the person who says sweet and flirty things, coz she      has never had them before. This was the first experience of hers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"&gt;They go out for 4-5 months. She says never      ever talks when they meet and all they do is make out and kiss for 4 hours      with some breaks, and then he gets some guts to tell he loves her and he      always misses her. Well who wouldn’t be getting guts to say I love you      after a long make out?! My innocent nice friend believes this guy at the beginning      but only after 4-5 months of this she actually realises how this relation      was stupid.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"&gt;Thereforeee she tries to break up with him…      well, what can I say? She doesn’t have any guts either, and because she      once thought of breaking up with him, everything he does botheres her…      when I say everything I mean EVERYTHING. Even when he says I love you,      which is probably the only conversation they have about (I love you, I miss      you, I wanna hug you right now, I wanna kiss you…). She was so depressed      those days actually for 2 weeks, she kept saying she would break up when      the final exams of both of them were done, but she couldn’t handle to stay      that much, soo she broke up with him. ON MSN. So these ‘gutless’ people      found eachother we can say.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"&gt;Now she can’t understand why she went out      with a guy like him. He is such a wimp. But whatever really she is fine      now. But she really isn’t in the mood of having another boyfriend. She      looks at the details of every guy. Even when I call out a that a guy is      hot, she goes like so what? He is a retard. :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"&gt;Maybe this was the lesson to be learnt. Not to fall for guys who says sweet things to you right away and not to fall for ‘stupid guys’. So in one hand she has experienced how a relationship should not be but on the other hand, she is kind of looking for a perfect one, and I don’t believe there are any in this world. Its not like she is perfect.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607570609998257848-3477407468558522107?l=melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/3477407468558522107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/story-of-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/3477407468558522107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/3477407468558522107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/story-of-friend.html' title='Story of a friend...'/><author><name>Melody Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17266231396434349513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607570609998257848.post-5779850667295622133</id><published>2010-10-19T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T12:20:11.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know how to start this</title><content type='html'>Well, I've never done this before but I'm guessing this will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;I would want to share my opinions and&amp;nbsp;basically&amp;nbsp;my life with you...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really someone who has different things to do every single day&lt;br /&gt;but i think that everybody has different lives and even if it seems its nothing at that particular moment, it's too much to even talk about... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8607570609998257848-5779850667295622133?l=melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/5779850667295622133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-dont-know-how-to-start-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/5779850667295622133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8607570609998257848/posts/default/5779850667295622133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melodiesinthewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-dont-know-how-to-start-this.html' title='I don&apos;t know how to start this'/><author><name>Melody Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17266231396434349513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
